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Maximillian	Jul 17 2008, 06:46 PM
Grand Duke of Nautilla Posts: 200 Group: Co-Admin Member #8 Joined: June 8, 2008	Inside the very dark chasms of the man the Apprahead now had as an unwitting companion, there revolved a fanciful idea. To other people thinking things as he was thinking and pondering in that dazed state was whimsy and blasphemous even but to an eccentric like Maximillian, it was a logical and workable idea. The idea that he had even when knocked out of his very senses was the concept of having people sit in front of machine boxes and in turn those machines and boxes that the people would be sitting upon would connect that individual gazing upon the machine to other people using wires, magics and a little innovation. Such concepts though, Maximillian thought at the very inner corner of his mind was not a very good idea and in that specific moment in time he felt it was wrong to think of such things seeing that he was still unconscious, one way or another. This point had been driven quite forcefully upon his limp body with the force rivaling that of an Equinoxian Land Turtle. Gathering up his strength, he managed to see, his eyelids quite heavy from the evil tree branch of doom earlier, a very peculiar sight - a rare Filoqian Night Bug. Then his other senses noticed something very soothing present in the air. Bacon. "Terribly sorry to bother you old chap," Maximillian standing up and sitting beside the Apprahead with nary a care in the cosmos. After all, in his whole existence, Maximillian never met himself an angry Apprahead. They were such good natured races that Maximillian as an itinerant traveler came to know personally although most of his summations about the race was largely contested by many scholars. "Thanks for managing to pick me out of the that blasted contraption. I owe you one old boy. By the stars above me and by Jove, are you by any chance a traveler yourself?"


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