#mort rps

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"2-2-212 pounds..." he uttered, slumped over.

Mort remained silent, calculating the numbers in his head. As he slowly came to his answer, his cheeks glowed to a vibrant pinkish color. "You're so cute," he whispered, his pitch raised up an octave in ecstasy. Abruptly, he wrapped his arms around the old Medic and pulled him uncomfortably close. "I wanna take you home now~"

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*Not what I meant, exactly, but okay...*

*Mort trips on the peg leg and starts crawling. He'll do anything if it means living another day.* Please... Spare me!

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*You do realize that the pirate transformation affected EVERYONE, right? Even Mort? And he would be subsequently equipped with piratey things?*

*Mort stumbles, as he realizes that, all this time, he's been stumbling along with a peg leg!* Huh?! *Suddenly, his arm becomes replaced with a metallic hook attachment.* HUH?!? What the hell?

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Kola looked around before waving shyly shaking slightly.

Mort blinked and tilted his head, staring at the curious person. Once he processed the curiousness of this stranger, he waved back. "'Ello, mate. What's yer name?"

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Deer jurnel jurnal diary

Today I visited Arty's place for lunch. the food was realy good. Then we plaid together and laffed a lot. it's fun playing with Arty. I hoep Arty will continu ebeing my friend.

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'Afore I tire o' chasing ye! *fires a shot at your feet* Now MOVE, blaggard!

*His reflexes in full motion, he recoils his foot and hits the ground running.* This game isn't fun anymooooooorrreee!

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*pulls out a noose* He's waitin' fer ye at the docks... if ye get there in time.

*He gulps, shivering as if a sudden breeze touched him.* I-in time? Fer what, may I ask? Is it time fer tea?

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It's startin' to rain pretty hard. I really don't like thunder.