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| - Marine: So, what exactly did the almost-killer's note say? Steel: It was really wierd. It used bizzare slang and abbreviations... Marine: Yes, but what did it say? Steel: Hang on, I think I have it with me... ah, here... Dear stupids in the mansion, Marine: That's really wierd... but, you know, it could just be a prank. Steel: What? Marine: This guy has never actually killed anyone. It could just be somebody who lost his temper and decided to play havoc with your mind. Marine: Oh, you know. Steel: No, I don't. Oh, sh-t. No way. You're-- Steel: --aaaah! Marine: Just leave us alone! Marine: He's my son.
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| - Marine: So, what exactly did the almost-killer's note say? Steel: It was really wierd. It used bizzare slang and abbreviations... Marine: Yes, but what did it say? Steel: Hang on, I think I have it with me... ah, here... Dear stupids in the mansion, Marine: That's really wierd... but, you know, it could just be a prank. Steel: What? Marine: This guy has never actually killed anyone. It could just be somebody who lost his temper and decided to play havoc with your mind. Steel: What about the whole "private dimension" thing? Someone who just lost his temper briefly wouldn't create his own dimension just to mock us. For that matter, why are you here? Marine: Oh, you know. Steel: No, I don't. Oh, sh-t. No way. You're-- Steel: --aaaah! Marine: Just leave us alone! Steel: ....urgh... so I take it you work for the almost-killer? Marine: No! I don't work for him! Steel: Then what are you- Marine: He's my son. Flame: So, honestly, Clyde, why do you hate us Englishmen so much? Clyde: Same reason you Englishmen hate us so much. Flame: Because of some argument between our respective rulers that occured long before either of us were born that made us mad enough to try to invade you guys? Clyde: Yeah. Sometimes I wonder what the point of it is. I mean, I've seen some bloodthirsty folks on both sides of the war. Flame: It would be nice if we could make peace. I mean, people just keep getting killed and killed and killed. Clyde: It would be nice... Flame, I'm really, really sorry, but I have to stop you Englishmen. Your army kills innocents... I've been offered a chance to finally win this war, and if you're the cost... so be it. I've always respected you, Flame. Flame: What? What are you doing? Clyde: They'll lend me all their power and forces. They'll help me win the war, if I get rid of you. Flame: Who are 'they'? Bloody-- Clyde: This is war. I'm sorry. You're the general of the English forces, what self-respecting foe of England would pass up this chance? Ginourm: Just so you know, Hark, I hate being around you. Hark: That's okay, big buddy! Ginourm: ... Hark: What? Ginourm: Look... Hark: What the... Ginourm: CLYDE! MARINE! What are you doing?! Marine: Nothing. Hark: The fact that Flame is lying there possibly dead indicates otherwise. Clyde: I've struck a major blow against the English. Marine and her friends have offered their full support in my campaign against England. Ginourm: You just killed Flame! Clyde: He's not dead, just unconscious. Hark: Well, he did have it coming. I mean, Flame led the army to attack Scotland. Ginourm: And Marine! What are you doing? Where's Steel? Marine: I knocked him unconscious and left him on the beach on the other side of the island. Clyde: If you killed him, Marine, I swear- Marine: Don't worry, Clyde, I didn't kill him. But the tide's coming in, and he'll drown soon enough if he isn't rescued. So, Ginourm, Hark, one of you had better get down there quickly. You know that one of you alone can't overpower both me and Clyde. So the question is, which do you want more... to catch us, or to save Steel? Clyde: Marine, if Steel is dead when they get there, you will live to regret laying eyes on me. The deal was that I'd take out Flame and your powerful friends would help me beat England when I got back home. Flame was the general of an army that has killed many of my friends, but Steel didn't hurt anyone. Marine: You think I'm a cold-hearted monster, but I'm not. I'm just a mother trying to protect her child. When you people came here, you were looking for my little one- you called him the 'almost-killer'. See, it's in the name, he didn't kill anyone. I punished him for what he did, but I'm not about to let you people take him away. So I made the deal with you. Clyde: First of all, I saw the anti-killer's silhouette once, briefly. It was clearly an adult, not a child. But anyway, Flame's just one member of the group! If you wanted to get rid of us, why not just tell us that the almost-killer wasn't here, that it was a false lead. Why take out Flame? It doesn't make sense. Marine: You'll see, Clyde, my friend. You'll see. Clyde: I'm not your friend... Hark: NO! Ginourm: Steel! Steel! Ginourm: STEEL! Hark: Is he dead? Ginourm: There's no pulse. He's dead. Hark: She lied! Marine lied to us! Hark: ...I guess we should find the others and tell them. Ginourm: After that, let's give Marine what she deserves. Hark: Yeah. Ginourm: And let's beat up Clyde, too. Hark: Clyde didn't know that this would happen... he sounded angry when Marine said Steel could die... Ginourm: Let's beat him up anyway. Hark: ...okay. To be continued...
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