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[emperor_cowboy]

Aw shit... now where am I?

Whoever decided to hit me from behind was really a poor sport! Not only that they should be glad they decided not to stick around. Huh.

Bah, this is a load of bull--wait a minute. What do we have here? Some type of cellphone? No, no that’s not it, a calculator? No! Think Hol, think!... hn...

Okay so perhaps it’s just some manner of technical device that serves no purpose what-so-ever. Other than to record what I'm saying. Now then! Back to square one... where am I? This place looks kind of... dull.

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

I have no clue. Scientists brought people here. I should also note there's a chip implanted in you that limits your abilities.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

A chip?... What the hell?

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"Limits"... I suppose that makes sense...

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

It's far under your skin. *chuckles* You won't find it that way.

It's to keep the residents from killing each other, or something equally stupid. My own is gone.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Well, that puts me at a disadvantage...

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

It does, doesn't it? It took me quite awhile to find an ally to remove my limiter...

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Uhm... well, now, I DO so appreciate you coming all the way out here just to give me some manner of familiarity.

Though I think... I think I'm good on my own.

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*steps forward* You still fear me. Good.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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N-no! ... I just... don't wish to bother you!...

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*he chuckles to himself and puts his hands on his hips*

Allies are running in short supply here...But I'm not sure I can trust you enough to take you back to where I've been living.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

... But... this is a good thing, right? I mean... why would I wish trouble to befall upon you, if you don't think I'm trustworthy?

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

...

*Dio is clearly unamused by Hol Horse's response* Your attempts to appease me aren't working very well.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Then how can I help to bring some satisfaction to your... oh so troubled... mind?

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

You never learn, do you?

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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Never learn... what?

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*he steps forward faster*

When to hold your tongue.

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*oh hell no, you are not getting away. :| Dio stops time and The World jerks Hol Horse back towards him*

You idiot...

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*Dio begins to beat the everliving shit out of Hol with great joy*

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*no one ever does. Dio eventually grows bored and drops him to the ground* I'll let you be someone else's problem for now...

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

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[zawarudo.livejournal.com]

*and with that, Dio walks off the way he came, sparing a small glance back over his shoulder before disappearing from sight entirely*

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[king-no-life.livejournal.com]

[It was the eleventh hour of night when the wolves began to ululate, crying to one another that the hunt was on for fresh blood had been spilt.]