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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
3/31/2016 12:40:32 AM
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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*
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You do realize that backing up isn't gonna do anything if I attacked you, right? Like, every gun I have can hit you at a decent distance, through cover and most light armor.
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*She runs back to her tea party group yelling back...* [b]IGNORANCE IS BLISS[/b]
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No. M2HB .50 caliber belt-fed machine gun is bliss.
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You...
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OK -blam!- YOU YOU GOD DAMN TIN CAN! YOU ARE THE REASON I CANNOT CHILL IN THE DAMN COMMONWEALTH! AT LEAST NEW VEGAS ISN'T INFESTED WITH PSYCHO BITCH ROBOTS!
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OH, IM the reason you can't CHILL? WHILE YOU'RE BUSY BLOWING UP THE DAMN INSTITUTE AND MURDERING WHATEVER UNLUCKY SHIT IN YOUR WAY, IVE BEEN HAVING TO GO OUT ALL THE WAY OUT HERE FORCED TO DEAL WITH A GROUP OF MAGICAL NINJAS WHILE HAVING A DAMN NUKE IN MY -blam!-ING HEAD. OH, AND HAVING TO DEAL WITH THE BROTHERHOOD. FOR SEVEN. SHITTY.YEARS.STRAIGHT. AND THATS NOT EVEN A QUARTER OF ALL OF THE BULLSHIT IVE BEEN THROUGH.
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That was you?
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I'm a murderous robot. HE, ALEX, IS THE SON OF A BITCH THAT HATES EVERYTHING OUT IN THE WASTELAND AND RESORTS TO BRUTALLY KILLING WHATEVER THE -blam!- IS IN HIS WAY.
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I was talking about the magical ninjas, temporarily joined up with em a few years back. That's how I got this armor *pulls at sleeve*
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