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Big Guy 11/05/2018 (Mon) 01:06:54 No. 143513
The flight plan I just filled with Sunny, lists me, my dog, Dr.Voigt here, but only one of you!
Who paid you to grab the president?
>>143515 Or perhaps he's wondering why you won't fret over every egg before making the mother of all omelettes?
>>143536 At least you can cook. Who are you?
>>143571 It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is our legacy
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>>143572 No one care who I was until I put on the Nanomachines, son.
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Tell me about Sundowner, why does he wear the mask?
>>143575 If I pull that off, will you die?
>>143576 Was taking us back to the good old days before 9/11 part of your plan?
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGc-awV90xg >>143513 Standing here, I see my prize. He was just like me, brought some company But whose to judge, the flight we're on. When our plane goes down I think we'll both agree… That turbulence breeds turbulence, but in the end we have to leave this plane. I've filed my plan, and caught the masked man. But maybe this is his game. The plane has turned, I have been spurned and Bane is crashing my plane. Yet staring across this barren green farmland I feel a new agency will be born beneath this master plan.
No one cared who I was until I put on the nanomachines


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