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[RP] Throne of time¦ Time of day: afternoon¦ Weather: sunny
The-Blades-slave:
Warrens eyes flashed, the purple swirls turning blood red for an instant when he recognised the half titan that attacked Bio earlier and his daggers were in his hand in an instant he quickly lunged past Felix his daggers aimed at the half titan. As he flew through the air he steeled his mind and communicated to Silene
We have alot to talk about.
Mr. Fox:
"There will be no violence in corridors of the Great Cleanser!" Holding my hands out I formed a barrier between Warren and Nemesis. "If he refuses to serve the Great Cleanser then you may kill him, not a moment sooner."
The-Blades-slave:
Warren slammed his fist into the barrier causing his knuckles to bleed, then he turned to Felix and said
Where are we headed anyways.
Mr. Fox:
"Where are we headed anyways?"
"Once the army finishes assembling we are headed to Tarturs. It is there that the Cleansing will begin."
I walked to the edge of the balcony that we were standing on and looked over the Ancient Army, larger then any army every assembled, comprised of the souls of every creature killed in the last Cleansing. "What is your answer Nemesis?"
(ok, I won't post until WTP does.)
WhatThePumpkin:
Nemesis smirked at Warren's failed attack. "Aww, you're still mad? If it makes you feel better, no one died. Such a pity you didn't, though. Those daggers look sharp and valuable."
He tilted his head to the side, to think.
" Great Cleanser, you say? Sounds like there'll be a lot of carnage.." He attempted to change his position, to see what Felix was looking at, then shrugged. " Eh, I'll join. It'd give me a reason to go back and kill that little Bit-....Woman....Thing..."
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