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Homura: Hall of Fame.
(Does Michael know about baseball? Because that sudden crowd noise from the TV
is accompanied by a wince of displeasure from the hat-wearing Homura eveb though she wasn't actually looking at the TV at that moment.)
And given what I've seen on Mars... I understand Father's concerns a lot more clearly now.
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."That's part of it, but it's not what I saw on Mars. No, on Mars, there were reports of an independence movement while I was assigned to a team to inspect the local Gjallarhorn garrison forces stationed there.
It wasn't until a few days into our inspection routine that we found that not only was the ranking Division Commander there rather corrupt, but his entire operation there was stupidly lax.
(Sorry, Mega, I need to sleep right now. Can we continue this sometime tomorrow?)
edited 13th Aug '17 2:25:27 PM by G2BattleConvoy
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Forest
("My, my, misfortune loves to catch you alone.")-that's not quite the civilization shirou's looking for-
-he's looking for the types with buzzing lights and honking horns not a j-horror streaker-
-He kneels down in front of the clothes to try and get an idea of who the dusted person was, then looks around for any PARANORMAL activity-
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean-some of the dust is being carried on the wind, coupled with other dust- the wind is awfully dusty today-
-as for the clothes, they seem very simple, ragged even-
-some sort of nomadic person, perhaps-
-though there's something odd beneath some of these robes-
-doesn't look quite metal-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-it's a small knife... but it's not made out of metal-
-if anything it looks like someone took some kind of sea-weed and made it into a blade-
-it's all hardened, and remarkably sharp for a piece of dead seaweed-
-it's certainly not one for a weapon, seems like more of a hunting knife, a tool-
-and considering it was tucked away... whatever this person was, "got dusted" unarmed-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-as he walks along the path, there are spots where trees should have been-
-as if gone, just like the person you grave-robbed-
-there's a couple more, dressed similarly, but dusted still-
-a sudden gush of wind accompanies quite an intense bit of dustiness-
-the ground around here seems to have quite a bit of dust compared to other parts of the forest... but at least it seems to be opening up slightly, you must be getting close-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postForest
("I don't like the way this all looks...")-Shirou decides to abandon his new toy for now, stabbing it into a tree while he pulls out his ball just in case-
-He also unrolls his sleeves so that he can use it to guard his mouth from all the incoming dust-
edited 13th Aug '17 3:35:05 PM by Rivux
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean-Pygma's standing around a pile of clothes-
-one of those robed figures is holding a spear with a similar material for its' point-
-pointing it at Pygma- Ruhwrikt! 'Kew Myrik Eyk Ikikiwik! -well that's not human sounding at all, though it is definitely pissed-
-Pygma, notably, also seems to have a blade impaled in his abdomen, likely from one of the dusted people-
-but it's not bothering him at all-
Why do you complain? There wasn't a point to this. It was going to happen eventually.
-though Pygma then notices the Shirou- Oh, hello.
-Chester sits down across from Trudy- Ah- an Asian sort of dish. I haven't had that sort of thing in a while. Fascinating part of the world...
-he has a cup of tea with him-
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(@Homura) Ah. What happened to Ryne in your time, anyways? Did he retire or something?