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Aug 4, 2016 19:37:28 GMT
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Post by MASZYNA on Aug 4, 2016 19:37:28 GMT
Summer was underway, and Alga was in no way indifferent to the weather, it's heat getting to him. Yet, he still stayed out, 1 in the afternoon, just going about town in a big walk, just lounging around. He was indeed getting heated up in his power-suit, but nothing else occured. He wasn't even getting tired, though that was thanks to him not even moving a muscle, but rather, the suit was doing all the moving. The suit is a quarter tonne and almost eight feet. If he were to be the one who was moving the suit, he would've passed out a while ago! His panting from the heat was absolutely covered by the vocal synthesizer-translator, which made absolutely nothing be able to be heard outside of the armour. His movements while walking around on the pavement near Duwich, visibly, were absolutely flawless. All of these would lead to most anyone thinking that he is a robot from the overall appearance and lack of visible tiredness. Who wouldn't think so? Heck, this city has gotten everything. Superheroes, cyborgs, even a portal destroying a public square! But alas, he had finally sat down after walking a full circle around the entirety of Kingsport, literally. There, about an eighth mile from the Duwich gates, and under a tree he sat, without much of a care about people staring at him all over, but he instead sat back, relaxed, and commented on his surroundings. Look! There's a monster pickup truck! He gave out a slightly immature laugh and said in Polish to himself, "Ahah, małny chuj," but that had obviously come out as something else. But nonetheless, he wasn't particularly expecting anything to pop up. He wasn't even back in Pennsylvania. Brandon AckermanHere~! Also, sorry for shamelessly taking the name from your thread PM, and for the quality.
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