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| Finally, out of that hell hole. | |
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| Yeah, my paint was starting to melt. | |
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| Why doest thou wear that paint, anyway? | |
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| It's corpsepaint. I'm learning necromancy and the dark arts. It's a black metal thing. | |
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| Oh. So I take it you wanna be called "Lord Axion" now? | |
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