[b]From the landing of Osprey gunships comes forth a single figure in a black-plated power armour exosuit. A familiar blue emblem is painted on his chest, but that does not take away the attention of the massive M134 minigun adorning his shoulder, War Machine style.[/b] [i]The figure stomps his foot into the ground once, releasing a massive heatwave throughout the Dojo. It is equivalent to the hottest summer days of childhood, except it runs rampant for only seconds. Everyone in the Dojo receives a text message within their subconscious, as if sent by the figure who caused the massive heatwave.[/i] [quote]Hello, Dojo. I'll keep this straight: this place has gone to hell. Seriously guys, why do you think I left? For spite? For revenge? No. I left because we've changed into something less... Lacklustre, to say the least. That changes for tonight, if ONLY tonight. Others will join me in my goal. The goal is to relive the old days in a quite glorious fashion. So party on, drink your drinks and ignore your rotting home. Because my people will be there to fight you. To remind you. Oh, and to all the new amateurs and members? My name is Cobalt Phoenix. [/quote] [i]With an extended hand, the figure shoots a gout of ignited napalm into the air. The fire that dances along it is blue... No, not blue. [b]Cobalt.[/b][/i]