*stands up and looks at the hole in his chest*
"You'll have to do better than that, I'm already dead, remember?"
*Grabs mailed's body and ripps his arms and legs off, throws them in a fire.*
"That was my favorite black shirt..."
*Opens up a closet with endless rows of silk black shirts*
"Guess this one should do...damn it..."
*Picks out the 2nd one from the left*
shut up mike, clones are not suppose to talk... plus
IT IS I (i don't wanna use big font), THE LORD SITH, THE ONE AND ONLY MASTER OF THE LIGHTINING BOLT!!!!
*keeps kicking mike and droopy in their back, then electriFRIES mike*
mailed> you missed. i'l teach you to never use a sith weapon against a sith
*chops was left of droopy*
Xeous> we'll be waiting, until then, i will deal with these
omega> thanks 😄
Korri> want another Neo? i can make one if you like
*Dusk settles in again, and again the champion appears over the horizon...Closes quickly, faster than anything Mailed has ever seen before then quickly dissappears*
*Mailed glances over his sholder and swipes, turns the image of myself into dust*
*He looks to the left, theres another me! He slashes again, again, dust.*
*Looks to the right, then left, infront and behind...Me, me, me...and me. Swipe, slash, slash, swipe. Dust, dust, dust, dust.*
*He gets a tap on his shoulder. Turns to swing but I block it, rip the sword out of his hand and jam it into his heart.*
"Roll that and smoke it."
**Dissappears back into the shadows for the time being.**