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That's What He Said"Ah!! Stupid asshole! You are killing me!"
"That's what he said."
"Axel shut up and help me."
"Haha. That's what he said."
"Axel! Help! I'm dying!"
"That's what he said. You make this way too easy you know."
"I am going to murder you in about five seconds."
"Fine. Give me the controller Roxas "
"How did you do that so fast?"
"If you say 'that's what he said' again I will so kill you."
"No you won't Roxy."
"Oh? How do you know?"
"Because if you kill me you will never beat the final boss in Zelda."
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Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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