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"You're not Zura," Galaxian states without even looking back.
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"No I'm not, and I highly suggest you stay tf away from-"
"Flame?" Roman asks, turning around, finally noticing both Galaxian's and Flame's presence. "Wtf are-" he sounds suprised but his expression quickly turned to anger, eyebrows furrowed as he glares daggers at Flame "WHY TF ARE YOU HERE, WE HAD AN AGREEMENT, YOU DON'T BOTHER ME I DON'T BOTHER YOU! I THINK I MADE IT VERY CLEAR, I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU IN MY LIFE EVER AGAIN, YOU LITTLE.." Roman just kept yelling while Rowen was trying to calm him down...which isn't very successful. Finally he seem to have calmed down enough to drag Rowen back to the closet without yelling too many profanities at Flame.
The whole time, Rowen was just apologizing to Galaxian for her brother's use of language and swearing he's not usually like this.
This left Flame looking like a lost, dejected and extremely guilty puppy, with her wings tucked close to her back, almost defensively. She just looks from the door, to Marine, back at the door, then at Galaxian before looking back at Marine once more, not sure of what to do.
Marine, meanwhile, is trying not to die from other Marine swinging her haladie around because safety hazard.
(So my ocs are a mess...this is just the tip of the iceberg, i have so many ocs i can't even-)
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Axel is spinning in circles.
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The faint sound of Eurobeat and squealing tires could be heard in the distance, quickly growing louder. A silver and blue streak appeared on the horizon, approaching at decidedly unsafe speed. Suddenly, one of the tires blew out as the car ran over a random haladie on the ground. It went into a spin, sliding past the group and screeching to a stop inches from the sign. The driver's side door slowly opened upward, and Marshall stepped out in a cloud of smoke.
"Greetings", he said, raising one hand grandly. "I have traveled from another dimension to-". He stopped and put his hands on his hips as he looked around. "Oh not again". He stuck his head inside the car. "Richard! We didn't break through the dimensional barrier!" He looked slightly embarrassed as he turned back to the group. "Sorry about your lawn there Zura. I'm not sure what happened"
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"Who the f-"
"Hi! Hello! Would you like a haladie?" Marine asks, holding a haladie out for Marshall to take.
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Galaxian looks completely unbothered. If not for how alert his eyes look, one'd think he fell asleep inside his consciousness. Anyways, he's not really bothered by a lot of stuff.
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"Why certainly, thank you. Your haladie will make a fine addition to my collection". Marshall accepts the blade and stores it in hammerspace. "I'm Marshall, dimensional nomad and artifact collector".
A young man in a lab coat stumbles out of the car with another cloud of smoke, coughing. "I don't understand it, everything should have been tuned perfectly. Unless we hit something on the road and spun out of control, but the odds of that are- oh, hello there"
"And this is Richard, who's supposed to be a genius but hasn't been able to get the TARDLIS working since we crashed here in the Forums"
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Axel looks over. "A TARDLIS? Those dimensional transport devices? I might know a guy that can-"
A door appears next to Axel and Ark jumps out holding a plastic knife with a nerf gun duck taped to it.
"Alright, now hand over your knees or I shoot you with this knife."
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Marshall put his hands on his knees. "You mean like this?"
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Ark charged Russet preparing to defeat him in the ancient art of thumb war.
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Ark just created an arm out of grass using madjick and moved it over to russet for a thumb war.
Axel was busy looking at everyone and memorizing their faces.
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"I declare a thumb war."
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"This is an interesting occurrence, how did I get here, again?" Zed mutters to himself, standing in front of the sign. He thought about how he thought the forums were destroyed and marveled that they were, evidently, not destroyed.
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