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Post by Cameron on Sept 2, 2019 11:52:20 GMT
"We'll take you now to see him, Mr. Emer," the security guard said. "But before we do that I'm afraid you'll need to sign this waiver."
"What's this for?" Emer asked, looking around at the gothic walls of the mental institute.
"This is to confirm that you willingly requested that we release the client. You will not be held responsible for any actions taken but such information may be noted in the event of a court of law."
"Not the worst thing I signed," Emer scribbled quickly where the guard pointed. An attendee came over and ushered him through a series of security gates. "Is all this security that necessary?"
"You were friends with him, weren't you Mr. Emer?"
"Yes..."
"Then you know he's not to be left to chance. The massacre of the Hreater Temple, the bombing of Market Square, the genocidal actions of the Futuristic Roleplay... He's not to be left alone to his own devices, you know that right?"
"Yes, now." The two entered a room, no wider than that of four by four metres. It was elaborately decorated with a desk, computer, bookshelf, toilet, shower and comfy bed. Sitting on the bed, Cameron Harrison stared at the new entrants.
"Why Emer, my old friend. How's Arda?"
This is my fancy way of saying that I am here to help! Let the fun commence!
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Jazzy
Priest of the Hreater Good
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Post by Jazzy on Sept 2, 2019 15:15:24 GMT
Oh my gosh, wow, what an introduction 0.0 But yay! Welcome!!
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Emer
Administrator
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Family: Cerne
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Post by Emer on Sept 2, 2019 16:31:34 GMT
Welcome, back!
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