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**08-25-2015, 05:19 PM**

"What Reverend?"

"Have I sinned?"

[[The Captain sits in his space chair of his spaceship, looking out the space window at space. He takes a fine sip of space wine before continuing.]]

"Why do you come at me with this rage oh champion? You must know that I fear no man, not even a man on the Xtreme such as yourself. Tell me Plague, how can you win when you are against a man who cannot bleed?"

[[Captain Future curls his hand into a fist smashing the space glass and spilling the space wine over his hand as it drips to the floor.]]

"See Reverend!? No blood! I am immortal!!!!"

[[Blood clearly is seen flowing the Future's hand]]

"That's just wine, shut up!"

[[It's clearly blood.]]

"It's wine! Whatever. Plague, shine that belt up for me because soon, you will be space trash! Muhahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

[[End Transmission]]

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