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5/9/2015 3:58:54 AM
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*the gas masked man in a wheelchair wanders to the arena of the dojo, and begins speaking*
"Have you people ever wondered, if Hell had a janitor? Not specifically in any of the certain levels or rings, just in general. You know, cleaning up after eternal punishment and damnation. I wonder if that janitor ever gets tired of his job, maybe feels like quitting. Ah, whatever... The janitor can't leave anyway. Because-"
*takes off gas mask to reveal that I am Cobalt, and I have a disgusted expression on my face*
"-the only thing he's good for is cleaning up other's messes. Not really anything else."
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"You put a round into a cripple's shoulder. Who. Does. That. And I may have to decline that invitation... I'm here to clean up this damned cesspool."
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I was under heavy stress. and the spirit of Warmongering demon is in my head dont judge me.
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"You people and your inner beings... It intrigues me, to the point of wondering why so many have a separate soul beneath their skin."
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it was an accident.i was jsut tryign to get my old body back.... *the human eye glows orange* (his ovice swithces to a mmore darker tone) YOu are nto emnt to be he..*a aur ghost msyelf pucnhes the posesed me on the face* But now am mostly in contro. but... *stares at you* You are no Longer Cobalt just as the Man with the name Alejandro Salazar died with his wife on Mars 8 years ago, But he foudn his way out of hell. I hope you do the same.....I do hope yo can attend WHsipers adn I wedding.. *walks away*
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"No longer Cobalt? Things really have changed if people don't recognize me for who I am... Or do I have to remind you that I was the one who became like this-" *gestures to wheelchair* *takes on an angrier and pained tone* "-for all of you? To stop the damned fighting? Taking my own damned sword through my own damned heart and spine put me in a wheelchair, you know that, right? What gives you the right to forget that? To not say 'you're not Cobalt' when the proof lies in front of you. And I say to you, Salazar, or whatever you're called by now..." *throws pieces of broken spine at your feet, all covered in grey ash* "No mechanic or magic can judge me."
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*walks over to you* I believe it's you, and I truly appreciate that you have shown yourself, I can only hope that my magic will be able to heal those wounds you carry
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Cause i passed throuhgt all of what you are passing........ I might act lieka bloodthristy monster tot eh USNC. but i dont really want to i just cant avoid it....its a scar i canclean........i honeslty feel bad for the 100 men and women i killed that day........The UNSC manage dot make msot planets recognize me as Just THe Spartan Killer. a monster to be hutned. But who created that monster THEM! I wasnt liek this before. YES i was a chemcial trooper but that didnt mean i had my body filled up with augmentations and nosive substances...........THE UNSC installed all that inside me. they tried to rbainwash me.....to kill my own.............*tears fall* I was captured before my wife died..........But the person who kileld my wife wasnt a Spartan........it was a Mosnter created by the UNSC............
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"To kill your own loved one is one thing... To be killed by the ones you loved is another. I died by Wilson's hand, but it was the Dojo that really cut into me. Stopping the fighting was my only dream... To restore it to its former glory... But look where we are now, Salazar. Two monsters growling at each other with other monsters around us, just standing and walking around in a rotting carcass. To think that I died for this place... For my new family." *laughs* "But no... No I should've seen it. Salvation was just thrown away, wasn't it?"
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Heh. tell me. I lost my Planet....... But i will redem myself........After the Honey moon.... i wll take out the rea mosnter........ for a better future....... the onyl Familiy i have. is my sister, Junior, my would be daugheter and my future Wife........ You cannot change the past but you can assure your future. You cant always get peace troght peace. someitmes you must crush to achieve it............ But the UNSC doenst work with peace.......does it...... You should talk to ths girl ... Emiliy. i do believe you coudl fix her up and maybe yourself in the process
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"As long as this Dojo is decaying and not at its former glory? I will never be fixed..." "And by the way? I already met Emily. She just didn't know who I was... Maybe you and her have something in common. You both don't truly see who I am." *wheels over to broken spine pieces and picks them up" "To name yourself 'The Walking Pain' is foolish. You're walking, you're causing pain... But you don't feel it everyday when you fight. When I try to walk, I just fall down again because it's gotten to the point where it feels like little tiny bugs made of ash are trying to crawl out of my skin. Always burning, they are. Burning and cutting away inside of me. Burning and cutting... Burning and cutting. Like wings made of pure fire trying to burn their way out of your flesh. Have you ever thought of that?" *is silent for a moment, then speaks with a somewhat calmer tone* "When you realize who I am, and stop saying 'He's not Cobalt'... I'll realize who you are."
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you think? ever wondered why ussed pain inhibitors YEAH!tyr stanidng the pain of having nosive gasses inside youbut you cant die to them........ you knwo hwo that feel. its like....burning inside out........but you dont die....... I choose to stand up again.....to replace wathever i lost. i lsot bones...my spien my body parts...... you are named CObalt. but liek who i ussed to be you are not who CObalt used to be...............before th ewar. I was what the CEO of a small company.....i made it grow............i studied ingeneering.. I am an engineer actually....i was a calmed young man. .......but the war came and iw as dragged into it.............. You are a crocked verson of Cobalt........your pain is not for your Spine.....it wouldnt hurt much after some time...... you nerves would die out.....your pain si th efeeling of betrayal
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"Good, good. So you do understand then... And I will keep this pain as a memento of what I am and what my actions shall do. The only times I shall ever stand up are to remind you of what this place is, to leave because my work is done, or to leave because this place isn't worth saving anymore. And one last thing, Salazar. Isn't it ironic, that the ninth and final circle of Dante Alighieri's 'Inferno' Hell is reserved for traitors and betrayers? The joke is that... It's a freezing wasteland."
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*Looks aroun for a second* Dont tell anybody you saw this.... *Breaths deeply* *the right arm turn into the one of a colosal war demon covered in an armor of rock and fire* Stop lying monster show yourself.....,*growls* *The rocky armor brrak as ice shard make the fire disapear* *Extends his arm* This the place ive earned in hell, yet i escaped......*growls before turning the arm back to normal* I might have scaped but a part of my was left there.......when thi thing fist awoke i had to rip it off.......i can control it for the most now, infused it with my more umstable aura of wrath and managed to forse it under mu control.. Its not about been pure its about overcomimg your inner demons
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COBALT!!!!!!!!!! Oh yea..we have a janitor in hell.... How have you been?!??? Are you coming back???? Why are you in a wheelchair????
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"Why am I in a wheelchair? Well... Do you remember how I was killed?"
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No...........
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"Stabbed through the heart with my own sword, through my own spine, by my own friend."
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Oh...are you staying?
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"Do you think even I know the answer to that?"
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Edited by SwarmIntellect: 5/9/2015 4:26:53 AM*looks at you in an awkward way* Yyyeeeee.....nnnoooooooo.....yyyeees..Yes
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*mackie walks up to you * And you are?
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*looks up from wheelchair with grey hairs in slightly short black hair* "My name? My name isn't important. Sometimes names are just byproducts of what history remembers and labels you by. Sometimes of doesn't matter what or who I am... But what I did and what I came to do."
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*tilts head slightly * I was just asking politely sir...
