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<blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 192036" data-attributes="member: 761">Victor's awakening&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Defend yourself!I-I don't want to-Defend yourself, you crawling worm!August, you must be drunk. What have I-You DARE to ask me what you have done!? We know very well what you have done, you slimy snake. You tricked him! You played games with his mind, didn't you?!I-I-I never-Never, you say? Then, how do you explain that suddenly you're invited to parties and meetings, your advice is needed, and he's &quot;proud of you&quot;, you spineless coward, while everything I do can't satisfy him?&quot;I was expecting more from you, August. I am very disappointed&quot; it's all he says to me now. And you, you're telling me you did nothing to him? I have seen what you do, to make people think what you want them to think. Defend yourself, I said! Or die just like the worm you are!August attacks Victor with his sword, then changes into a manta ray shaped horror, that grabs Victor in an iron grasp and begins sucking his life out...&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;Victor awakes all of a sudden, trying to get free from the sheets, then he understands it was only a nightmare and let out a sigh of relief. The early rays of the morning are chasing away the haze that shrouds the landscape outside of his window. He opens it, enjoying the cold wind on his face. He washes himself, gets dressed, picks up armor, sword and backpack then leaves. He is a bit restless to stay in his room. He looks for an isolated place not to disturb anyone this early in the morning. He draws out his book, hoping to be in the mood to write something. After a few unuccessful attempts he gives up and instead he picks his flute, the shawm is too loud, and he plays a sweet, soft, nostalgic song he composed for his mother that he never knew.For anyone who can hear me Perform 17+10+2=29</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Lichtenhart, post: 192036, member: 761"] [b]Victor's awakening[/b] >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> [B]Defend yourself![/B] [I]I-I don't want to-[/I] [B]Defend yourself, you crawling worm![/B] [I]August, you must be drunk. What have I-[/I] [B]You DARE to ask me what you have done!? We know very well what you have done, you slimy snake. You tricked him! You played games with his mind, didn't you?![/B] [I]I-I-I never-[/I] [B]Never, you say? Then, how do you explain that suddenly you're invited to parties and meetings, your advice is needed, and he's "proud of you", you spineless coward, while everything I do can't satisfy him? "I was expecting more from you, August. I am very disappointed" it's all he says to me now. And you, you're telling me you did nothing to him? I have seen what you do, to make people think what you want them to think. Defend yourself, I said! Or die just like the worm you are![/B] August attacks Victor with his sword, then changes into a manta ray shaped horror, that grabs Victor in an iron grasp and begins sucking his life out... <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Victor awakes all of a sudden, trying to get free from the sheets, then he understands it was only a nightmare and let out a sigh of relief. The early rays of the morning are chasing away the haze that shrouds the landscape outside of his window. He opens it, enjoying the cold wind on his face. He washes himself, gets dressed, picks up armor, sword and backpack then leaves. He is a bit restless to stay in his room. He looks for an isolated place not to disturb anyone this early in the morning. He draws out his book, hoping to be in the mood to write something. After a few unuccessful attempts he gives up and instead he picks his flute, the shawm is too loud, and he plays a sweet, soft, nostalgic song he composed for his mother that he never knew. [color=blue]For anyone who can hear me Perform 17+10+2=29[/color] [/QUOTE]

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