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Edited by HickoryHamMike:
7/17/2015 4:38:56 AM
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The Man strides broadly into a Centran saloon, his AIMC poly-carbon suit on and the mechanical Undhime sword at his waist.
Everyone stops their conversations to turn their attention to the intimidating figure, who takes a seat on a stool at the bar. The bartender looks shaken, if not a little frightened, at the armored man.
"Shirley Temple, hard and on the rocks. Extra cherries." The Man makes his order to the bartender in a deep, young, and cheesily menacing voice.
The bartender nods his head quickly and darts off to fix the drink.
With a narrow-eyed side glance to the silent audience of customers, The Man seems to switch the hum of conversation back on with his piercing blue eyes. He turns his head back to the bar counter as his Shirley Temple is placed in front of him. He takes a sip.
(([b][i]Open[/i][/b]))
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*a peulair Large Man with a Heavy AIMC armor vest apraches* Hey.. i see youve got one of our old armor suits..... *poitns lever action shotgun at him* Wheres Brink!?
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The Man doesn't flinch. The customers of the saloon gasp, some already running out the door. "Are one of my own soldiers putting a gun to my head?" he asks harshly.
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I dont work for you... you dont kow WHO the -blam!- I am? I AM SALAZAR chem-trooper 057-Tengu! I am the commander of the AIMC! what the -blam!-a re you doign with one of our old poly-carbon suit. YOu dont apepar to be formt eh AIMC. and havent made a arms deal here for you to have obtained it!.
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The Man quickly stands up from the stool and stands over the gunman, looming over him because of his height. "And a commander should know he's talking to his own operative. I am Belekin Husket, Prime Sentinel of the AIMC and the hunter of rebellion and revolt in Cedyetica."
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(strethces up towering over the Man) (7,2 feet tal) you aint registered. f you where firsst off all youd br using kinetic plating, youd have a magnetic ID so i can keep track you. Now WHERE IS BRINK!?
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"First off, I do have kinetic plating. I'm wearing the Mk. VII reverberation suit. Second off, I do have a data-based locating chip in my headset, so the AIMC can have their eyes on me. Third off, who the hell is this Brink?"
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*growls* *circles ths shotgun and holsters it lieka pistol on his leg* WHen the hell where yous ent here. i never sent anybody here
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"Yes, because you didn't send me. The Monarch summoned me here, and men of higher ranks than you, the Supremacy, finalized my coming. The Monarch wants me to clean up these streets of these people called "Cyberpunks."
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*pushes you* There aint hgiher ranks. I AM in charge fo the WHOLE AIMC Militaary. what Monarch the AIMC ISNT a monarchy. its an Allieanc of Indepndent Military Colonys. *draws the shotguna again* Who the -blam!- are you!
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Edited by HickoryHamMike: 7/17/2015 6:51:41 PMHusket narrows his eyes at you. "You're just high as a kite, then, aren't you?" He then snatches the barrel of the shotgun, pries it out of your hand by slamming a knee into your stomach, and strikes you on the back of your head with the stock, all at lightning speed, dazing you. Husket throws you to the ground as fast as he countered the shotgun and holds both of your arms over your back, planting a knee over the back of your neck to hold you down after he quickly disassembles the shotgun. He leans toward your face. "[b][i]Who the hell are you, and why are you asking where this Brink person is?[/i][/b]" he asks in a harsh whisper.
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Edited by Reborn Salazar: 7/17/2015 9:12:50 PMredacted
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((You can't hit me with your arms, I am holding them behind your back so you won't move them.))
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(Oh) yoep you are clearly non AIMC..... *jumps up falling ove royu with crushing wright, he then frees hsi arm, and stomps on hi face*
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Husket grabs your foot after a few stomps with a broken nose, then twists it hard, breaking the ankle. He then slides out from behind you and embraces your neck, choking you out. "[b][i]Prove to me that I'm not.[/i][/b]"
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*the ankle appears to resist the twist, he back flexes as a supelx and back backgrabs you* MEXICAN BOMB! *leaps into air for short height and smashes your back against the ground* QUILLITNE KICK! *drosp while performing an axe kick all acorrs the Mans chest , with hsi strnght added to his alreayd massive weight*
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Edited by HickoryHamMike: 7/17/2015 9:55:32 PMThe air is knocked out of Husket, but quickly swings his boot into your butt and you fall forward. He catches you by your throat, choking you more. He then flips over so he is crouched over you, his knees on you arms and his feet holding your legs down. "I'm gonna cut your fuçking limbs off with the Undhime if you don't stop, and then I'll throw you over to the Supreme Court so you can explain why you lost them if you do. I'm not going to be penalized because I'm not assaulting you; you're assaulting me, so I must defend against and neutralize the threat of a rogue commander."
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youa re no AIMC.......I am one of the foudners. you are nto registered. you stole that armor........ *breaks free with his masive strnght to grabs Huskets neck, starting to crush thrhgt the armor* now....Die.. *pulls the pin of a Nosive gas granade which intoxicates the whoel place, the "eye" of the mask glow red* *he throws the man into the cnegter of the nosive cloud which shortens his total eyesight, he satrts alucinating* Tell me.... *a large skull dahse out of the smoek opening his mout* What do you fear......... *his is pierded thrhg the armor form behind by the COmmanders Punch, which goes thrhgt his armor and chest clean* that is only 80% of my total strrnght......
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[b]Brady walks up, and orders a water.[/b] [i]Hello.[/i]
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"Hello." The Man responds. He sips more of his Shirley.
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[i]Youve made quite a scene. My name is Brady, nice to meet you.[/i]
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"Nice meeting you too, Brady. You can call me The Man."
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[i]No offense, but that is an odd name.[/i]
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"Don't be a fool; I have a real name, but I'd like to keep it concealed. I'm an AIMC official, so I'm guessing you would know why you, a citizen, would know me as only The Man."
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[i]Good point.[/i]
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"Mhmm." The Man turns back to his drink.
