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Konan375
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This all feels very nostalgic, I'm told.
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I'm just some guy, don't worry about me too much.
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OH COME ON! I ONLY CLICKED IT ONCE!
Asura said
I'm still carefully planning out my skills. :p
Look, you can always buy more characters later, and you only need four to fight me.
Asura said
I'm still carefully planning out my skills. :p
Look, you can always buy more characters later, and you only need four to fight me.
Can't you have a team for me to fight? You're the only one here as much as I am.
Also, how do you decide each new character's personal growths?
I'm here, waiting for that COWARD.
Waiting for Lucius... Always waiting for Lucius...
PASTAED.
"Of course... I can fix things better than most, Fly damn near anything, shoot the wings off a fly, And what do I get? Dishwashing." Aaron Briggs said to a nearby deckhand, who passively replied with the usual 'hmmhm' most people used when speaking with him. Briggs used to be somebody! That is, until several altercations with various wives, daughters, and a few failed Coups more or less forced him into hiding. Luckily, he'd been able to hide out amongst these explorer types as a simple deckhand. Of course, his excellent powers of persuasion had gotten him on more or less without suspicion. However, he was certain the cyborg, what was his name? Sic- Sicara- whatever, the adept. He was certain that that guy was on to him, as he was the only one that seemed to question the value of his plane.
Now most people assumed it was your run of the mill propeller plane, but this was a P-51D Mustang fighter, one of the best damn fighter planes in existence, before you get to the crazy stuff with lasers and anti-gravity that is. Briggs was sure that guy knew how valuable that plane was. In any event, he was finished with the dishes, and had decided that now would be a good time to make sure his plane was transferred to the hanger okay. "Well, I'll see ya later... Joe?" Briggs said to the deckhand. "Stan." the man replied, clearly annoyed. "Joe it is then. See ya." Briggs said before turning and making his way to the hangar.
Now most people assumed it was your run of the mill propeller plane, but this was a P-51D Mustang fighter, one of the best damn fighter planes in existence, before you get to the crazy stuff with lasers and anti-gravity that is. Briggs was sure that guy knew how valuable that plane was. In any event, he was finished with the dishes, and had decided that now would be a good time to make sure his plane was transferred to the hanger okay. "Well, I'll see ya later... Joe?" Briggs said to the deckhand. "Stan." the man replied, clearly annoyed. "Joe it is then. See ya." Briggs said before turning and making his way to the hangar.
I feel that Karnage is so evil I cannot take him seriously.
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