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Date Posted: 21:28:47 08/24/01 Fri
Author: Scaleblade
Subject: “What the..?”
In reply to: Schizzo 's message, "New Toy" on 21:05:29 08/24/01 Fri

Scaleblade lost her smirk for a second, but then smirked again. “I never knew I had such a striking figure.” She flattered herself. “But I’ve NOT come here for games, fool! I want power, and you’ll give it to me or I’ll blow your head clean off!”

The ‘clone’ lost her smirk as well, and then smirked again. “I never knew I had such a striking figure.” It too complimented herself. “But I’ve NOT come here for games, fool! I want power, and you’ll give it to me or I’ll blow your head clean off!” It copied.

It was clear now to Scaleblade that it was playing with her mind. “You will not fool me with your games! You’re destruction can be mere child’s play!” She aimed her weapon at her ‘clones’ head.

Once again, it copied her. “You will not fool me with your games! You’re destruction can be mere child’s play!” But the clone did not aim its weapon; instead it stood there, with the same expression as the real one. Her trigger finger itched to send this odd person to oblivion, but she wasn’t sure what she should do. She contemplated radical things that might happen if she destroys this ‘clone’ of hers. What if it could be a possible help in the future? But an explosion interrupted her thoughts, and she looked at the smoking barrel of her midnight missile launcher. Then at her ‘clone’ and saw no damage whatsoever.

Wide-eyed, she dropped her weapon and backed off. “Wh-what ARE you?”

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