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[RP] The Omnicide Reality

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Silver:
" I am myself indifferent honest;
but yet I could accuse me of such things that it
were better my mother had not borne me"
He says with a smile.

Frenchfry:
Stefan raised an eyebrow.
"I'd bring you to him, but that would require me to hold on to anything of yours that could be considered a weapon, and I don't think you'd let me do that, so..."

Silver:
Calx sighs, removing his rifle from his shoulder, his berettas from his chest holsters, his knife from his ankle sheath, and the ammo packs from his sidebags.

Hopping back and forth, and making jabbing motions, he begins to laugh.
"So much lighter! I forgot what it was like to be like this!"
He stops.
" I am very
proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at
my beck than I have thoughts to put them in,
imagination to give them shape, or time to act them
in. But there is a such thing as respect in this world, and I will have to uphold that even in this day and age."

Frenchfry:
Picking up Calx's weapons, Stefan turned to Nex.
"Does he... ALWAYS... talk like this?"
Shaking his head, he handed the barettas to Astrid and marched into the city.
"We're on a hunt for a map, children. And possibly a car, since Calx decided to burn the last one."

Silver:
Only when other people are around...
"Do you know what I want? Tequitos. And Chimichangas. Can we enslave some Mexicans?"

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