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yeah i figured i should give you translations, and was about to ask about that
"Twenty-seven...Jalo...I, um, broke a lot of the doors...I mean, with um, telekinesis."
i made a mistake saying telepathy, oops. always get confused between the two @A@
but thanks phantori :>

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Jalo saw where number Six was going with introducing herself, and agreed it would be a good idea. The fact that he even struggled to give simple yes or no answers correctly could make this a pain. Then again, the one who called himself Shin seemed to be able to understand him. at least with simple phrases. Maybe with that he could get at least a bit though.

Seeing nobody else speak up after Six had finished her introduction, he decided to go. "Sisenikelet ,mu htiw ,naem I...Srood eht fo tol a ekorb ,mu ,I...Olaj...Neves-ytnewt." He didn't want to say too much, being embarrassed of the fact he couldn't speak straight, but felt himself rambling and stuttering a bit anyway. He was never good at talking to crowds, even one as small as this. As he talked, he looked down, fidgeting with his sleeves.

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true! its lucky that at least one person can understand him

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introductions are going to be fun when nobody can understand what jalo is saying :>

Project Myth: The Old Gods Exist

Jeremiah threw himself onto his bed, staring up at the wall blankly. Apparently, they had noticed his taste for occult books, as the bookshelves on his walls were filled with religious and ancient texts. However, at the moment, none of that appealed to him. Was this real? Was he really in the middle of god knows where, being treated as a prisoner? The fact that they had decorated his cell so nicely after kidnapping and arresting him felt almost patronizing.

He continued to do nothing, even when he started to hear screams. If some people were having a breakdown, that was their problem. As far as Jeremiah saw it, if someone was having a breakdown, that was their problem. Usually he would like to go and console the grieving in some way, but there was simply no way to here. However, he did sit up once he heard the television in his cell come to life. the forty-five minute use of it had passed long ago, right? While he had never seen the Jamaican man in his life, something seemed familiar about him. His thought process on the matter was cut short when his cell opened, and Jeremiah jumped up, going to the hall. The aforementioned man wasn't kidding around, he really must have had a game plan.

He entered the hallway, picking a direction and walking in it. While he had no idea where he was or where he was going, he was bound to find the ground floor eventually, or find someone that knew where things were. Funeral directors had never been known as the best fighters, but if worst came to worst he had his voodoo magics.

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i figured that i should just wait on posting until drake comes in again
however it probably would be good for them all to have a plan of some sorts while theyre waiting there
@phantom
i have that problem a lot, but youre good now

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if it's not too much of a problem could i get a recap of what's happened so far?

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oh neat!
my high school never had german, sadly, so i had to learn it myself
its cool that you went into theater, though. that field scares me too much from what i hear of it
ive just never seen goht used instead of gott and was curious, so that was my reason for asking

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hey hawlin, do you actually speak german? o:

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i might have read the cs then, i thought you meant all over his body
i'l just change that part on my own post then