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Post by The Great MM on Apr 15, 2013 22:31:06 GMT -5
Mr. Clean watched as Quetzar and then the filthy demon Appolyon left. He turned his gaze upon Talizan. “Maybe you’re more… cleaner… than I imagined.” He said, southerly accent bleeding through. “I guess if you’re cool with Quetzar…”
The bat-like extraterrestrial spread his wide wings, allowing the teleporter lights to swallow him up. “Until next time.”
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on Apr 20, 2013 19:59:03 GMT -5
Talizan breathed onto his scaly skin, golden flames emerging from his jaws and washing his entire body in their shining purity. When the flames died down, the mud and slime that had covered the solar dragon had been hardened into a brittle, cracked surface of dirt. It didn't take much for Talizan to shake this hard layer from his body, essentially cleaning most of the dirt and swamp water away.
With that done, the dragon disappeared into the light of the teleportation beam.
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