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I'm not sure I'd believe you. No offense, of course. And wow we have similar names...
Meta sniffs the air just slightly. His eyes grow wide in shock. He immediately throws one hoof over his nose and mouth and swats the lighter out...
"Excellent." Meta stated with a forceful nod of his head. "Now, assuming this floor is similar in layout to the one I usually work in, there...
This was the clip I watched that tipped the scales for me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHRqH2JTIbw Seems to be a common "springboard" for...
"Very good. Looks like you're our new light-bearer. I need to be careful not to over-extend myself, in case we really get in trouble," Meta...
"That poor soul..." Meta stares at the dead scientist. He begins shifting about uncomfortably again. "There is something about that corpse that......
Meta let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Nothing jumped out, at least. "Now, let's see if we can find anything of use." Meta begins...
"Alright. I'll open the door, be ready for anything that may be in there." Meta says. His horn grew a bit dimmer. "Ready? On three."
"You'll have better luck getting into the armory than I, I lack the necessary security clearance." Meta says dejectedly. "The hangar on the other...
"Of course I do." Meta reaches into his lab coat's pocket and pulls out his access key card. "I unfortunately do not have access to the high...
I personally believe: As vast as the universe is (as far as we know), there has to be something else living out there, and probably something...
"Huh. Well that's rather unfortunate," Meta says. "We'll just have to make do with what we have." Meta's horn sparks to life creating a dull,...
"I don't suppose you have any flares?" asks Meta. "I've never been very good at illumination magic..."
"Of course." replies Meta as he levitates his bloodied crowbar over to the door. With great effort, he finally pries the door open. It was pitch...
Meta gathers enough courage to swing his crowbar at a Chopper during the confused fray, taking it down in a single strike. He only killed one, but...
Meta backs into a corner as the guard takes on his enemy, too terrified to think clearly, let alone fight back. "No, no, no, no..." he whispers.
"What in the name of Tartarus was that?!" Meta whispers loudly. But he dreads to think of what it could be. At least the elevator is still moving...
Meta taps his hoof incessantly. "I forget how much I despise these dreadful contraptions," he states flatly. He begins nervously pacing around the...
"Well... I suppose you're right. We don't exactly have time on our side either. After you," Meta tries to say with a smile.
I'm so freaking excited for this!! Reason for breathing... November 10th.
