WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?
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Well in that case... coup de grace's Jack A. Nape with a pitch black scimitar. Images of Jack's life flashe before his eyes. *A small farmstead in Nebraska. His loving wife. Two children, Mike and Lucy. Emergency claxons blaring. A blinding flash. A bombed-out wasteland. Nothing*"bUt, tHAt waSn'T my *cough* lIfE..." *An alias falls, but shall not be forgotten.*
Jake A. Nape lies at the bottem of the arena, limbs twisted into horrid angles. "rEpaIRmaN..."
*Wanders in holding a quarterstaff.* HelLo GUyS. nICe DaY foR a fIghT. WaIt, yoU mEan i aM figHtiNg tHaT! oHHh nOooOoo
Goes reluctantly with Reggie, hooting loudly at Panama as he goes, his mighty knuckles dragging on the floor. hEy! He cOPiEd mY NAmE!
i mIsS sPEaKiNG liKe ThiS
AwwWw. i wAntEd tO MicRowAVe sOmeThING.
*steping on fallen Jack's hand*HaAhAhaHA! *Shards of previously broken faceplate rise up, reforming.* yEs iT Is veRy fUnNy EhEhEh
*Reappears behind Right Hand Man* wHo Am i? I aM thE hERo, ThE vIllIaN, tHE fOoL, thE wIse MaN. I Am aLl, i aM nOne. i Am, he he hE hE hE hE *A face plate falls to the ground.* *Shattered*
Good...it seems there is no coming to terms with those masked commies.No there isn't. We must assimilate them. YeS. aLl mUsT Be aSSimIlaTEd. *Sound of a small crack forming*
wHo Is tHIS "dAvI' yOu SpeAk oF? i Am jaCk a NApe. *Sound of a hairline fracture forming.*
heLLO fElLoW JaCks! I aM heRE To heLP yOu. |