Morgoth
Ol' Bastard
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- Jul 5, 2000
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Opal walked over gingerly to Flit and stood him up in a crushing grip. Unminding of the pain, he slammed him in the stomach. He then picked him up and threw him over 20 feet across the sands. He hardly even felt it. He charged at him just as Flit was standing up and roared wildly. He tackled him to the ground, knocking the air out of both of them. He stood up and grabbed Flit's hair, dragging him up. One after the other, he dealt smashing blows to Flit's face. He then kicked him in the midsection and looked up at the sky, very much calmed. "Why, oh God, did you create such idiots in this world?" he asked calmly, blood leaking from dozens of places on his face. "No get up. And get the mycilling antidote right now. Or, I'll kill you. Disregarding ANY side effects, such as death", he said quietly.