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War...War never changes.
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6 mos ago
Hey 16 is the most fantasy, final fantasy has been in years rather than steampunk. It's called final fantasy not steampunk fantasy.
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6 mos ago
We can all agree that 12 sucked ass. Vaan is a stupid protagonist that I wanted so badly to die.
6 mos ago
The best final fantasy is 6 and I will die on that hill. I will die on that hill gladly and happily.
6 mos ago
Fuck you I'll drink gasoline instead.
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@Mae I wasn't requesting a roll, the color is his speech.
@Dark Cloud
Lol yeah. It’s like introvert meets extrovert! It was good though and Nathan made me laugh at the answering ‘no’ on having a name XD
We thought it would be funny.
@RainyHigh Well hurry up.
So is everyone asleep or...
@Mae I had Mortus step into the room, please read my post as it is done.
Mortus
His footsteps echo throughout the dark hall only muffled by the crash of thunder outside the darkened keep while rain beat against the glass like the very weather was trying to get inside. Silently the robed man kept walking down the dimly lit hall his long dark cloak flowing behind him as he finally reached the end of the corridor.
A torch lit the mans visage, shedding dull light upon the mask he wore on his face as he looked at the large wooden doors listening to the voices chattering on the other side, and his brightly glowing red eyes narrowed as he caught pieces of conversation 'Things seem to have already begun...' he thought to himself adjusting the gloves on his hands.
The door creaked open interrupting the conversation within the chamber within which others were gathered around a table in the middle of their own exchanges. The man entered the room letting the door close behind him with a slight thud, as he looked around the room at each person gathered without any emotion showing in his eyes towards the people in the room.
"The messenger arrived late, you'll have to pardon my tardiness." his voice had a metallic hum like a voice through the blades of a spinning fan "I am Mortus of the Crimson Flame." his eyes flashed as he blinked "What has been discussed in my absence?" he asked making his way to be seated by himself in the meeting hall.
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You'd be trusting a stranger to gather information for you.
Are you saying I shouldn't trust you, my boy? I thought we were friends, correct? I think highly of you and Misty.
Goddess of SquareEnix-Esque Art.
<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>
Do you have a plan to do that?
*Looks you up and down*
Well how are you at gathering intelligence?
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