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Post by Sword on Aug 24, 2006 6:12:12 GMT -5
Sword sat back in his chair, enjoying the cool air of the resturant against the extreme heat outdoors. "This is the life, Dragun, don't you think? I have to say, it's rather nice to be indoors in a city like this." He sipped the orange juice in front of him. Looking about thirteen, he never once had had an alcheholic drink, and had thus grown to love the texture of orange juice. He looked over at Dragun, Who was having some drink that neither of them could pronounce without using their powers, and sighed. "Though it does get kind of lonely, it being just the two of us...I think we should have another member, Dragun." He blurted out. He knew Dragun would be surprised, Sword was always so submissive and quiet. Passive to the extreme, really.
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Post by Dragun on Aug 24, 2006 6:14:58 GMT -5
Dragun sat back and raised an eyebrow at Sword. "Hmm...you are a mystery sometimes, Sword. You can create another immortal?"
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Post by Sword on Aug 24, 2006 6:17:33 GMT -5
Sword nodded. "Of course. I gave you your powers, didn't I?" They didn't discuss this much, but Dragun was powerless when Sword appeared, and all Dragun's amazing amount of power came directly from Sword. "I can do it in basically the same way."
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Post by Dragun on Aug 24, 2006 6:26:32 GMT -5
Dragun sighed. "Last time you did that, we were making the world. You still remember how? Alright, if you really want to, we'll find someone to join us. Hmmm..." Dragun snapped, and on every computer, every tv, everything that can show a message in the world showed this message:
ATTENTION!
Two beings, known as Dragun and Sword, are the creators and controllers of this planet. They are growing lonely, and have decided to accept a new member of their group. All people, across the world will be accepted to compete for this place. This position includes unthinkable amounts of power and immortality.
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