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Hi/Salut/er...i don't know how to spell german, and the only word i know in it is "hello" XD
Me, i am a prity sh..no "rubbish" player... ok, all of a sudden, i've just become rubbish, before that i was OK... i wear (at the moment) a ash tail helm, dusker body, and a swiftstrike or twisted targle. I am mainly a swrdsman, having things like stable rocket hammer, nightblade, ascended calibur(one UV; low boost vs. gremlin), sealed sword twisted snarble barb, etc. You will almost always see me wearing my awesome shockburst. My few OK (3*) guns are industrial catalyzer, Kilo watt pulsar (2 UVs; speed boost low & low boost vs. consruct) and super blaster. And my only (!) 3* bomb is a Dark respiral Mk II. I play quite often, normaly everyday :) Your most likely to find me sulking somewhere and selling mats or playing missions.
Small storys, in the making:
The clockworks…an inconceivable place, never to be forgotten once you’ve entered…
On my first lift, I had another vision…but it was to stupid that I forgot it…in till now.
The door creaks open, and there lies a girl, peacefully sleeping. What ever her dreams are, they are never to be fulfilled. Quickly the pulsating mass of veins and muscles walks towards the bed, holding a flourish…a final flourish. He winces as he sees himself in the mirror, and then suddenly lifts and drops the blade, finalizing yet another life. She utters such a pricing scream, that even the clockworks seem to shudder.
Now, only the day before yesterday it happened. I have failed…and yet I am lucky to be here, to warn you. I have seen him watch me, waiting for me to slack, and then forcing that sword once again to end a life. Now, in this, I hope you realise that it must die, before he kills the rest of us. I had sworn to protect her, as she wasn’t yet an adult. That is how I have failed.
Tear.