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zachx1
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[2009-03-22 21:32:33 +0000 UTC]
"RIP AND TEAR!!!"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 22; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 6
Watching: 33; Pageviews: 6349; Comments Made: 1736; Friends: 33
# Interests
Tools of the Trade: BFG9000, aka Blast Field Generator, Bio Force Gun or aka Big Fucking Gun.# About me
Mature Content
# Comments
Comments: 146
Hihi!!! Welcome to the !!!!!! I'm so glad you joined and I hope you have lots of fun!! *throws glitter*
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*looks at the glitter.* uh...ok. Thanks.
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A 6'6" tall man watches you silently. He wears a sleeveless black leather jacket over a purple muscle shirt. His black leather pants are topped with a chain with hooks on either end wrapped around his waist. He wears military issued combat boys and dog tags. His hair is black and messy in the front and the back half is pulled into a messy purple ponytail.
His purple eyes follow your movements. He is leaning against the walk with his arms folded.
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*Look at you* Can I help you with something?
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His purple eyes scan you perhaps to literally. he takes a slow breath of air but maintains an absolutely neutral expression. "No."
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He continues to watch you quietly for a time before speaking again. "Human... modified... dimension... other... threat... nein ist gut."
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*I look at you.* Was?
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"Nothing." His expression is still unchanged.
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"Ranking officer... Ask better Questions."
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*I sit down on a near by desk with a computer on it.*
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He watches a moment. "Tech between universes: forbidden under travel classifications."
Still his eyes and face show nothing but neutrality. "Fact: I am nothing but a machine of war in a place where they are afraid of fighting the enemy."
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*I sit thereΒ looking at the computer.*
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Continues to watch now in silence
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I know you areΒ analyzing me.
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"You wear the major's scent." For an instant only there was the slightest hint of a smirk. "She isn't really my concern. Although my master would be amused." He watches again silent now but waiting for something.
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You have keen sense of smell, huh.
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"Can be a curse." He states.
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I can believe that. Anyway, I think I know who you are.
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"I am the cursed knight. Ah but who else am I?"
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Huh, You might not be him then. Well, Hange or the major you call her. Told meΒ about a person who decide to hang around.Β Who fallen for the sky and she had a friend who could remember the events before the titans show up or hundred years ago. Β
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He stares a moment before replying. "Fell from the sky may be another. The second man? Demetrius... Why does everyone know the son of a bitch?" He shakes his head for the first time allowing emotion to show. A rather clear sneer of disgust. "Coward who poses as a butler. I, at least, hold no shame in my role as a bringer of death to my enemies."
A single breath turns his gaze and demeanor back to a cool collected state. A stoic state of iced emotion.
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Oh yeah, he was a butler. I forgot that part, my bad.
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"Strange. Ice does not generally feel but I do have a slight hatred for dishonor I suppose."
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Well,Β I didn't met the guy. So I wouldn't know why you hate him. All I can say some people just hate each other. SometimesΒ for no reason. It happens.
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"I am not built to feel, period. Genetically built to destroy, without prejudice. "
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"I exist to serve my master, perhaps, but my true master disappeared eight thousand years ago. I have been wandering universes since. The reason I approached you: you approached someone my master cares about... I came to investigate."
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"As you are not a threat... I am fascinated by other travelers."
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Oh, huh.Β What did you mean when youΒ said tech between universes forbidden under travel classifications.
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He watches you a moment. "No, perhaps you wouldn't know. There are laws for travelers, not sharing technology, not altering universes too much. Most of us disregard them." He glances a moment to the wall. "It's less important if you do not travel time."
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Well, that is basically the same as my rules when traveling the multiverse.
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Dragons were created specifically to destroy the enemies of the Council of Ancients. However, some were flawed with free will.... we devoured our own masters.
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WellΒ that's not good.
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Depends I suppose. I don't know the full story. Perhaps they shouldn't have built a race that could devour them so easily?
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That would've been a good idea.
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"You interest me, strangely." He turns his head slightly. "I'll figure it out later. Most people don't know I can speak more than four or five words at a time."Β
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Well, I doΒ interest lot people. So, no surprise there.Β
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"Creatures from this dimension usually annoy me, however, you are not from here."
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No, your right.Β I am not.
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"Energy patterns are different. This world has... unusual energy."
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"The master actually has to split in environments like this... perfect place to hide, not enough energy to keep them alive... means no one will suspect and search here."
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"Never mind that... we harbor fugitives and Refugees here sometimes."
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H-hello, Zach. *gulps loudly* T...there is something you wish to tell me?:.
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