OOS: It's alright Ynot.....
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<Ynot's location>
DRJ: And that is the
correct answer! *laughs* Anyway, I know of this place for a very simple reason: the Writer knows of it, and has written of it. I am but a pawn in the never-ending chess game of history. We all are. Some pawns last long, and some do not. Some pawns run into traps which in hindsight turn out to be obvious. The Reckoning is coming. There will be no heroes in the Reckoning. It will be a battle between two great dark ones. Both of which you are very familiar with. One is obvious, the other is not.
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<the SMU world>
*GGBlackout has torn past the army, and kicks open the door to the main tower*
GGB: Who is the leader here?!
*
this person pushes past the crowd*
Leader: Zat would be
moi!
GGB: And you would be.....?
Leader: I am Le Chiffre! And we will
never surrender!
GGB: Oh yeah? *slaps SM Le Chiffre*
SMLC: Ow! *rubs his cheek, then puts his hands in the air* We surrender! We surrender!
Everyone in the tower: *facepalm*
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<Malchior IV>
*The Visitor notices that the droids have spotted them*
The Visitor: Dammit Xintrix, I told you not to chew that popcorn so loudly!
Xintrix: Oh, like you're one to talk, Mr. I-Sound-Like-A-Screwdriver-In-A-Pencil-Sharpener-When-I-Eat!
Abeloth: Assertion: that is an overly long nickname.
Xintrix: Why do you have to ruin everything?
Abeloth: Fact: it was in fact you who forced us to run from those guards.
The Visitor: Why do you people have to bicker about absolutely
everything? Anyway, get your weapons ready, I think we can go for it soon.
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<the far future>
*a figure which looks like it is a fusion of all five Elite Makuta is sitting on a black and red throne, resting his feet on a box*
*suddenly, the box starts shaking, and the room is filled with the sound of a hundred voices screaming "LET US OUT"*
Future Blackout: Ugh. Not again.
*he takes his feet off the box, and hits it, and the shaking and screaming stops*
F-Blackout: I do wish that the guy who I got that box from had told me they never shut up.
*
this guy suddenly walks into the room*
Ferak: My lord, Klak's doing it
again.
*F-Blackout bangs his fist on a table*
F-Blackout: Ugh. I have had enough of his temporal trickery! He hides from me, but still has the time to annoy his past self. Very well. If he wants a competition to see who can mess around with the past more, then he
shall have one. Send Von Leod. Tell him he can have all the fun he likes, as long as he doesn't kill anyone who matters. Got that?
Ferak: Yes, my lord. *runs out of the room*
*F-Blackout looks around his throne room*
*his eyes stop on what appears to be a very old human skull*
F-Blackout: Jones was keeping secrets from me. Perhaps it was for the best.
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<Malchior IV>
*a person appears on the top floor of a tower, nowhere
near RacKoon City*
*he looks like
this, and is wielding two
Walther P38 pistols*
Von Leod: *speaking in an odd mix of German and Scottish accents, if you can imagine such a thing* So, this is where Lord Blackout sends me? Very well. If he wants me to have fun, then I shall have fun. After all, who am I to refuse such an order? He he.
*he begins walking downstairs, stopping on each floor and killing anyone he sees*