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Naglest12
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[2010-06-02 23:21:48 +0000 UTC]
"Changes Begin And Never End."
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# Statistics
Favourites: 413; Deviations: 16; Watchers: 72
Watching: 150; Pageviews: 14917; Comments Made: 1821; Friends: 150
# Interests
Favorite movies: SpykidsFavorite TV shows: Jimmy Neutron
Favorite bands / musical artists: Cee-lo Green
Favorite games: Call of Duty
Favorite gaming platform: FPS
# About me
Change Started Long Ago.# Comments
Comments: 784
A very good evening sir. What brings you to this rather...dark place?
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Spamming with spam, like the hamburger spam~
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You win the internet.Β
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Activate Camouflage.
Camouflage activated.
V725 sneaked up behind the figure, unsheathing the combat knife and pulling on the collar of the figure, pulling him to his feet before pointing the blade at their eye. As he did so, Active Camouflage faded and revealed his form. He gradually realized that it was a human that he had the knife pointed to. He quickly stood up straight, and sheathed the combat knife, before offering his hand.
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....*stands up without his help before attempting to punch him*WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU SOLDIERS COMING FROM?!?!
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He grabbed his hand, before twisting it and putting it behind his back. "Calm the fuck down and I'll answer your question."
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....*Calms down slighty*why am I getting attacked by all of you first of all
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He let go of his arm. "Restraining you isn't attacking."
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just tell me why the hellΒ you and 2 others are bothering meΒ
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"Oh, I'm sorry, did I miss the part where you said that only anthros and humans are allowed? My bad. Face it or not, but us SPARTANs are humans too."
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not what I asked dumbass why the fuck are you and 2 other soldiers bothering me
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"I already gave you your fucking answer. US SOLDIERS ARE HUMANS."
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WHATS THAT GOT TO DO WITH BOTHERING ME
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"You're disseminating our being here because of our augmentations, military experience and armor. Which isn't acceptable."
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So? what are you gonna do about it
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*slowly Reaching for my meat cleaver with foreign mystic symbols engraved into the blade*You don't scare me
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Even though the visor made it seem like he was looking at Naglest's face, his blue eyes were held on Nag's hands.
"If that's how you want to play, fine."
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*grabs my cleavers and instantly tries to slice into your head*
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Vision eternally slowed to one third from his augmentations, he pulled the M6G Magnum off of his thigh and shot one of his hands.
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*blocks the bullet with the cleaver before it can hit me thanks to my very good reflexes*
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The sharpshooter tackled him to the ground in the time it took for him to block the bullet, pulling out his combat knife.
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*struggles to swing my cleaver again*
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He shot him in the hand again.
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0-0 FUCK!!!!*holds my hand in pain*
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He stood up, before hesitantly kicking him in the side- the titanium-alloyed armor had to have hurt.
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*coughs up a bunch of blood*uhg
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He stared at the blood for a couple seconds before taking his eyes off of it. Noticing that he had not used the knife for anything yet, he followed his personal philosophy. He did not beg forgiveness, nor did he repeat apologies.
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"Who the fuck are you, Shorty?" X-985 said, Glancing down to the other figure through his Operator helmet, Holding his M45 Tactical Shotgun tightly. Soelkraft 8 gauge shells loaded in the barrel, Being one of the only wielders of the world wide banned shells.
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Hmm?*Holding myΒ meat cleaver with foreign symbols engraved on it* Another soldier already? I just got done with someone calling themselves "Master Chief".Β
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X985 just watched, The Shotgun in his hand about ready to blow a hole in the others head. "Really think this is a good idea?"
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.....Ya know what I do
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He unloaded a bullet in his head.
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0_0...fuck...*falls over onto the ground*
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Chief glanced at him, giving a single moment's notice before reflexively pulling the lever of his MA5D- he guessed that this would be a long day.
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Naglest........and who the hell are you?
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"Petty Officer, Master Chief. Designation, SIERRA117."
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Ya know I really hate the military*holding my cleaver tightly*
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"That's fine for you. I wasn't interested in your life story."
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Answer me this what the hell are you doing inΒ MY territory?
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"It's nobody's territory. Why do you have a grudge against us?"
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That's my business not yours.
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"It's a simple request."
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again its MY business
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