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realityshifted2009-02-18 11:08 am
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fifth oath ≈
[Frog stands in the forest area, looking rather pensive. Clutched in his gloved hand is a gold and blue medal of some sort. With a heavy sigh, he tucks it away and instead draws his sword.
There's already a swinging target set up-- a rusted suit of armor garbed in some tattered red cloak, bearing a stick-- and he hacks at it with tenacity. When the target whirls around to slash him in the back, he jumps straight up and strikes it on the head. The helmet rolls away from the scene.]
Not fast enough... I'll never be fast enough.
There's already a swinging target set up-- a rusted suit of armor garbed in some tattered red cloak, bearing a stick-- and he hacks at it with tenacity. When the target whirls around to slash him in the back, he jumps straight up and strikes it on the head. The helmet rolls away from the scene.]
Not fast enough... I'll never be fast enough.