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[lastpunchline]

You know what?

Most of the time this shithole isn't quite so bad. So yeah, people got stuffed full of slugs, who the fuck cares.

What matters is that they left their fucking mark in all the way that matter. I'd say I'm impressed, but I'm too old and too cynical to really give a fucking shit.

Dreiberg, you owe me a steak, you fat asshole.

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[icingkills]

Left their mark?

[Hey, just what Eddie needs, someone with a lofty British accent repeating his words while discreetly leaving out the swears.]

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[lastpunchline]

Is there an echo in here?

A limey echo?

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[icingkills]

My apologies. I'll be a little more direct.

I haven't been here long at all, but it doesn't seem like the sort of place where anyone leaves a mark. Even death doesn't stick.

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[lastpunchline]

People can leave a mark here. Usually it's in how the other assholes remember you.

[citadelspirit]

Left a mark on a City whose structure is too unchanging and whose residents are too transient to keep that mark sustained?

[lastpunchline]

Blahblahblah I just meant that the fuckers are the reason I can laugh on one side of a Nazi faggot's head and he'll just hear air.

[spiritofsorrow]

The kind of mark matters as much as the mark itself.

[lastpunchline]

You really gonna sit there and spew that kind of shit?

[so_ancillary]

H-hold on. Slugs?

[lastpunchline]

Are you new or were you asleep the past few weeks?

[so_ancillary]

New-ish, yes.

[lastpunchline]

People got possessed by slugs.

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[neverplays]

I want to blow it up.

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[lastpunchline]

There's bricks of C4 in the back.

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[neverplays]

Enough to take out part of that piece of junk?

I haven't used that stuff much in a long time.

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[lastpunchline]

Who knows. You can try if you want.

You're six. What the hell's a long time?