originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Any available members, I need to test something anyone up for it?
Meet outside the dojo.
[b]a frigate lands outside of the dojo with.
A shuttle lands full of rich looking people and lego and security bots greet them[/b]
Welcome to the trial of the M-1000, after this I hope you'll be interested.
Right this way.
[b]he leads them to a balcony looking at the ship.[/b]
[spoiler] open [/spoiler]
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OK I think that's enough
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[b]i follow[/b]
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Edited by Devious_Melons: 6/11/2016 7:52:16 PMNoo post
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Tubbs, if you're interested you need to go down to the field.
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[b]i do that[/b]
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[b]you see ite, JT and mortar [/b]
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[b]i ignore them[/b]
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[i][b]JT was there. The figure stared into the abyss with a set of bright blue beacons from the darkness, cast by his hat's shadow, to which the only things that could be seen were his eyes and the ends of his trimmed, snow-coloured beard. The hat was the same brown shade as the duster he bore over his body, which was tattered and stained by dirt on the bottom. Across his chest was a bandolier, filled to the brim with bullets for both a shotgun and his twin revolvers. The ones for the shotgun were obviously able to be spotted, due to the uranium tips that burn everlastingly on the tips of it. Beneath the outfit and the ammunition sash was a jumpsuit, one of an emerald green shade. The trimmings were an onyx black, which gave the figure a menacing look. At his sides in a pair of leather holsters were a set of exquisite revolvers, both black in colour, but the bulkiness of the guns made it seem more like a set of hand cannons from the medieval era, but in a modern frame for the guns. Across his back was a single shotgun, one that had not two barrels, but a third resting atop the main pair. It was stockless, as if the man wielding it was able to use the gun with a single hand and still retain perfect accuracy, and the gun had a second trigger below the first on the slightly curved grip. But, who knows what other weapons were on his person. His arm was strange, both of them. The rightmost one was a prosthetic, but it looked like so much more. It was a completely blackened colour, but it was engraved with the blue shade of the Cobalt Phoenix on it. The arm was in a form of being an arm, rather than the industrial drill that was typically there. His cobalt flames kept themselves resting grimly inside the arm. His left one was a bracer beneath the sleeve of his duster, although he allowed his hand to keep the steel colour of the bracer he bore. The Palm held a circle on the inside, which could act as a potential shield of a sort, if activated. And so, he approached the ship. [/b][/i] "You called for people?"
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New post
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[spoiler]TLDR Im a bit busy[/spoiler]
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[i][b]He walked over. Most of the post is basically me explaining his outfit and guns. [/b][/i]
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[spoiler]thank you, sorry for that I love the effort you put in[/spoiler] I'm testing something, go down to the field by the frigate if you're in.
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[spoiler]Thanks man, I try. [/spoiler] "Alright." [i][b]The cowboy responded to the man, his voice laced by a thick and heavy accent of Texan descent. A cowboy in every right. He started on towards the field by the large frigate, which was an easy place for him to seek and find out. [/b][/i]
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"A trial? Sounds like something to stave off the boredom."
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It's for plot, are you in.
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"Sure."
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[b]points at the ship.[/b] Go below on the field.
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[b]I follow your instructions.[/b] "Alright, send 'em at me."
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We need more, mortar will be meeting you.
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"Sounds like a plan."
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[b] mortar appears [/b]
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[b]I stay quiet.[/b]
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Nuu post
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*Mortar walks up, wearing a suit and tie* What's this?
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A post is new