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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
3/30/2016 9:14:27 PM
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[i]Alex Wilson stood for a moment, his fave covered by his X-01 MKVI helmet, its eyes glowing an orangish-red, his T-60F armor sparking with the energy of his Tesla shielding. The armor was painted gunmetal grey, but blood was splattered across his helmet, and a phoenix had been etched into the right side of his armor's chest-plate. Atop his right shoulder, an M2HB .50 caliber machine gun, atop his left, the skull of an alpha male deathclaw. Two bandoliers crossed his chest, belts of .50 BMG rounds. A gunbelt crossed his waist, and two S&W Model 500 magnums sat at his hips. A boot knife could be seen strapped to his leg, and a thin port was visible at the top of his right gauntlet. On his back, a cloak, the Old World flag, tattered and torn, blowing in the breeze, occasionally exposing his MG3 and his Remington 870MCS pistol-grip.[/i]
This is what you -blam!-ers do now? Damn this place is degrading...
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Edited by Doos: 3/30/2016 9:23:11 PM[b]Excuse me? You're welcome to relax with me. Or you're welcome to leave me in peace.[/b] *Glares menacingly*
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[i]He was unfazed, rather, more amused at her attempts to appear threatening.[/i] You're drinking -blam!-in' tea? Come on, high class is shit like Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, and Fireball.
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[b]Jim Bean*. And I literally have any drink you could possibly want. Except Hennessey. I refuse to ever touch that shit again.[/b]
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Pus. Sy. Hennessy is -blam!-ing great. And no, I don't need a drink, I'm tryin' to figure out why in the -blam!- you've got a couple couches out in the middle of the damn Dojo...
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[b]Whelp.. Whadya know. I found a whole bottle of Hennessey. Here ya go mate. Please converse with our other visitors. They'd love to hear stories I'm sure[/b]
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What? Don't like company with a mouth, sweetheart? [i]He took the bottle, and slid it between his bandoliers.[/i]
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[b]A dirty mouth is more truthful. [/b] *winks* [b]But our friend here needs to feel welcomed. He may not be able to leave for awhile lest he explodes.[/b]
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Explosions.... I like explosions.... Where's he at?
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[b]NO. NO FIGHTING. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO FIGHT IN THIS TEA GROUP... but he's drinking tea right now. A fantastic drink specified for Androids. [i]Torschuerta[/i].[/b]
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[i]He turned and looked at her for a second, then drew his shotgun , and fired a slug with one hand directly into the android's head, leaving a massive gaping hole.[/i] It wasn't fighting, it was an execution.
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*The destroyed android crumbles into smoky shadows* [b]Thank god I put a clone up... I was scared you'd do that.. look. You can't be here if you're hell bent on violence. My Tea group is strictly no fighting, killing, or any violence. CAPICE?![/b]
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Then you picked the wrong place for that. And inviting me in wasn't your most brilliant idea. [i]He pumped the shotgun, a shell casing ejecting as another was loaded.[/i]
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[b]Very well. Then you're hereby removed[/b] *Maya responds sweetly. She lifts her hand and the entire group disappears from view* [spoiler]inb4 literally untraceable.[/spoiler]
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[i]Holstering the shotgun, he laughed probably harder than he should've.[/i] WHAT'S WRONG? DON'T LIKE A LITTLE FOOD FIGHT? AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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[b]Oh I do... But.. NOW'S NOT THE TIME. ITS -blam!-ING TEA/LIQUOR TIME. CALM DOWN YOU MANIAC![/b] *a disembodied voice replies*
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THIS IS MY CALM! NOT CALM IS NUKING SOMETHING!
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*realization sets in.* [b]OH GOD.. WELL NOW THAT YOU SAID THAT. NOW I KNOW NOT TO ALLOW YOU TO HELP THE ANDROID WITH HIS PROBLEM... Look.... Once we help him. Im sure he can give us the location of his handlers so you can definitely nuke them.[/b]
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Look, I don't have access to nuclear weaponry anymore. Let's just say that I did some really bad shit that may qualify as potential genocide... About four or five times.... AND my supplier's gone.
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[b].....Welllll... If you promise not to hurt the guy you can have his nuclear bomb thats implanted in his proxy body. Just... No violence in the tea group yeah[/b]
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JUST -blam!-ING DETONATE HIM! TAKE HIM OUT TO BUTT-blam!- TEXAS OR SOMETHING AND BLOW HIM UP! NOBODY GETS HURT, YOU CAN STILL PARTY!
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[b]Alright. No bomb for you. Haha[/b]
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Well, I mean, I'm carrying a few of my own, but....
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[b]... Uhhh...[/b] *inches away... Inches away harder*
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Nah. I'm not here to waste my actual valuable stuff. That's only for rough fights.
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[b]ehhhh .....[/b] *still inching away like a jackhammer*
