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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 8, 2012 14:54:21 GMT -5
Roland stumbles out of the woods and nearly falls over in shock when he beholds the unfamiliar sight laid out in front of him.
"What in Weis' name is this? Have i died battling that old wizard and ended up in the etherworld?"
He walks onto a the blackest road he's ever seen and is nearly hit by a metal monster.
"Watch where you're going, asshole!" cries the beast as it continues around him. Roland wipes his eyes, as he swore he saw a man inside that beast.
"I am sure of one thing. I am not in Fiorre anymore."
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 8, 2012 15:06:37 GMT -5
Ren was heading towards the shop for the time being. He had to take over for Katsumi for a bit, even on his day off. But he was happy to do it for the woman he cared about.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 8, 2012 16:56:58 GMT -5
Roland is wondering through the streets, marveling at the wonders of this strange new world.
"More metal monsters. This must be their domain!"
Many people stare and gawk at the strange man wearing wolf fur and brandishing a sword at his hip.
"Don't look honey," says a mother shielding her son, "You'll catch his crazy."
"So there are children of Sandra here! What luck!"
He perches his foot on a blue hunk of metal with a strange word "Mailbox" printed on it and proclaims loudly, "GREETINGS FELLOW CHILDREN OF SANDRA! IT IS I, ROLAND THE CONQUERER, WHO GREETS YOU AND YOUR METAL OVERLORDS!!!"
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 8, 2012 16:59:03 GMT -5
Ren ended up hearing this commotion and stopped, watching the scene play out. It was strange, very, very strange.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 8, 2012 17:03:32 GMT -5
Roland notices a man watching him.
"YOU THERE!" he points at Ren, "YOU SEEM LIKE A DECENT FELLOW! TELL ME WHERE I MAY PROCURE THE FINEST WINE IN THIS LAND! I THIRST AFTER MY LONG JOURNEY!!!
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 8, 2012 17:04:15 GMT -5
"Is something wrong with you?" he questioned simply. Clearly something had to be, by his dress and the way he spoke.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 8, 2012 17:07:29 GMT -5
"YES SOMETHING IS INDEED WRONG WITH ME," he replys, "I'M STILL SOBER!"
His fit of laughter is so grand that he falls right off his blue metal perch and rolls around upon the ground.
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 8, 2012 17:10:27 GMT -5
"You seem drunk...," Ren muttered.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 9, 2012 1:27:32 GMT -5
"Not yet I'm not!" Roland has another fit of laughter before wiping his tear-ducts, "Tell me my fine sir, what do you call those metal monstrosities i see before us?"
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 9, 2012 1:29:16 GMT -5
"Motorcycles...," he said. There was something off here.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 9, 2012 1:32:34 GMT -5
"I see, motasickles. And the larger ones?"
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 9, 2012 1:32:59 GMT -5
"Cars..."
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 9, 2012 1:35:24 GMT -5
"Kars?" Roland strokes his beard while sitting against the blue metal chunk, "Are they anything like dragons? Can they spew flames and soar through the night sky?"
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Post by Ren Nakamura on Dec 9, 2012 11:32:41 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm done," he said, putting his helmet back on.
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Post by Roland Lancaster on Dec 9, 2012 12:39:02 GMT -5
"Ah, a helmet! Some form i can actually identify! Humor me, sir, are you a knight?"
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