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Promise
Jun 2, 2009 23:21:10 GMT -5
Post by Magneto on Jun 2, 2009 23:21:10 GMT -5
(( I never said I was going to kill Click. That would be godmoding. I figured Magneto would just rough him up a bit then dump him.
Secondly, I think you need to edit or delete your post. Magneto didn't say anything about harming Click. I think that it's godmoding to say that Boogeyman just HAPPEN to be listening to the conversation. I think that Boogeyman is way too brazen to challenge Magneto by himself. Most X-men would hesitate to do that. They'd probably want to at least have a team of people behind them. ))
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click
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Sanity and happiness are an impossible combination. ~Mark Twain
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Promise
Jun 2, 2009 23:25:43 GMT -5
Post by click on Jun 2, 2009 23:25:43 GMT -5
Tyler was just agreeing to go outside with Magneto when the other man interrupted. He looked up in wide-eyed surprise. "Leave? We were just talking. I don't need to leave," he told the man with a grin. He glanced between the two of them curiously. "Do you two know each other?" He looked much younger than twenty-one and he acted much younger than his sixteen years.
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Boogeyman
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Promise
Jun 2, 2009 23:32:01 GMT -5
Post by Boogeyman on Jun 2, 2009 23:32:01 GMT -5
(bah, fine. kind of tired. my bad.)
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Promise
Jun 2, 2009 23:38:22 GMT -5
Post by Magneto on Jun 2, 2009 23:38:22 GMT -5
"Excuse me, do I know you?" Magneto took a look at the boy who had just interrupted him. It seemed like several villages were missing their idiots. He didn't have time for this. He didn't care what happened to Clickity Clack and whoever this imbecile was. Erik wasn't going to sit there and wait for more morons to throw themselves at him. He reminded himself to avoid this place. Clearly, the X Factor was a breeding ground for arrogant young con men of low intelligence. Erik was no con man. He had plans that were not intended for selfish needs. He was a warrior questing to save the world from humanity. And this warrior had no need for rogues such as these, especially particularly stupid ones.
"You not need to leave, but I do. I have more important business to which to attend," he replied. "Thus, I bid you good night, Clack. Taylor." He stood, took off, and left the club.
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