Keep One, Drop One

Water Level

*Thinks to self* *He waved back! now what do I do?... WAVE AGAIN :hi: Yeah... smooth*
 
Water Pressure

*Thinks to self* *Wave twice more :hi::hi: let's see how he would react..*
 
Blood Magic

*Screams out loud* *OH GOD NOW THERE'S TWO OF HIM!!! WITCH!!! DIE DEMON :angvoodoo: *
 
Cold Blood

*Sova failed to break the chain*
*Thinking* *AHAHAHA let's make more shall we... :hi::hi::hi::hi:*
 
Bloody Fountain (minor change)

*It looks like I'll have to kill them one by one*
Sova throw me a gun!
 
Chocolate Fountain

Ugh.. Even I would get fatally hurt if i got shot...
*Need to prevent Sova from giving him a gun* *Thinking.....*
I guess cloning is all i can do....
:hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi::hi:
 
Dream Fountain
Wait a second, I'm a third degree black belt.
By law I am a weapon. :evillaugh:
 
Dream World

Kuso...
*Searching for a weapon*
*Grabs Sword from the next room*
*Thinking* *If my clones have this, Sin wouldn't be a problem.... I hope so...*
 
Darkness World

Lets see how you fight in the dark *grabs boe-Staff and enters the shadows*
 

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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?
eatch wrote on Lebedev's profile.