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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by Pofeh:
8/2/2016 11:49:38 AM
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[u]A man strides up to the Dojo gates holding what appears to be a large book labeled "Marcus Munitions: The anthology". Adorning his body are a multitude of guns, ranging from small pistols to massive Heavy machine guns. A large buzz axe is hung on his belt, the blade coated in dried blood. He looks around, his presence quite intimidating. [/u]
"THE PREACHER REQUESTS ENTRANCE TO TEACH THEE OF THE WAYS OF MARCUS MUNITIONS AND THE WAY OF THE HOLY BULLET!"
[u]It appears he is quite insane, but is still extremely intimidating.[/u]
[spoiler]It's me Po. And yes, this is a new character. Prepare for total insanity! Also, disclaimer: don't go into the interaction if you don't want to fight.[/spoiler]
English
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[b]HIUAA sees you and directly looks at you.[/b] "The 'holy bullet'? Ha!"
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*An arrow flies over the wall and straight for you* Never
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[u]Before the arrow hits him, an invisible force shred the arrow once within five feet of him. He starts to laugh at the futile attempt on his life.[/u] "YOU THINK AN ARROW CAN BEAT THE WAYS OF MARCUS AND HIS HOLY BULLET?! YOU ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO HIS GREATNESS! SHOW YOURSELF COWARD, AND I SHALL SHOW YOU THE WAY TO REDEMPTION!"
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*Three more arrows fly over* The old arrow is superior
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[u]In in instant, the arrows are stopped. They are forced together, then crushed.[/u] "COME OUT, COWARD! LET THYSELF BE JUDGED BY THE BULLET, AND FEEL MARCUS'S EMBRACE!
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Fine. *The gate opens to reveal Crossbow, firing a holy arrow at him, one that cannot be destroyed normally*
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[u]As the arrow flies towards him, he steps to the right, seemingly dragged by an unknown force. Seven syringes fall from his hand, empty of what liquid was stored in such. His veins bulge and glow, filled with unknown chemicals. His eyes glow from under his mask a menacing green, power seemingly flowing from him. The guns attached to his body unstrap themselves, loaded and cocked.[/u] "You made a mistake attacking one so close to the god of his people." [u]The guns float around him being taken apart and put back together by an unknown force.[/u]
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[b]Omnus walks out of the dojo, covered in grease, and pissed off as hell.[/b] "WHO. THE. HELL. IS. INTERRUPTING. MY. WORK?!?!???" [b]He looks mad enough to kill a kitten.[/b]
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[u]Before can say another word, a bullet flies past his face and creates a massive hole in the wall right next to his head. Smoke pours from the end of a massive revolver pointed at Omnus's head.[/u] "You'd best watch your mouth, heathen. A preacher such as myself has a limit to their patience for sinners such as yourself."
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"I'M A GODDAMN CYBORG, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?" [b]He pulls a cube from his belt, which forms into a black assault rifle.[/b]
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[u]As the guns forms, a grave expression clouds The Preacher's face.[/u] "It appears it is to late for you, my child. You use the tools of the devil, and must be destroyed as such." [u]He shakes his head as he draws five syringes from his belt, pulling the caps off of them.[/u]
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[b]The assault rifle returns to a cube, and Omnus raises his robotic hands.[/b] "Hey man. It was on accident. I was a little pissed off at something. If you wanna see devil shit, talk to Royal. Not me. I'm a cyborg."
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[u]He shakes his head once more as he extends the plungers of the syringes, filling them with an unknown liquid.[/u] "You have shown your ways, young one. It is not my place to spare you against the words of my preachings. It would be against the words spoken by Marcus himself. Psalm 13:22; If you shop anywhere else, I'll have you killed." [u]He places the now filled syringes against his neck, preparing to inject the liquid.[/u]
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"Hey. I don't shop. I build things myself. You want me to build you something? Anything. Really. Just don't kill me a second time."
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[u]He pushes the needles into his vein, small trickles of blood running down his neck.[/u] "It is too late my son. Any weapon used that is not given by Marcus must be purged." [u]He pushes the plungers down, and a glow spreads throughout his veins. His eyes can be seen through his mask, the pupils glowing with a green tint.[/u]
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"Uh... stay away from me? K thanks."
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[u]He motions with his hands as a smile that would hurt if you tried to copy it. Two SMG's aim towards Omnus, then fire a hail of bullets.[/u]
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"Hey! That is sooo rude!" [b]A shield forms on his right arm, and he strafes right, blocking most bullets, dodging some, but some strike his torso.[/b] "Ow..." [b]Luckily, he dodged enough to just be scraped by the bullets, although he still bled.[/b] "I don't want to fight, man. Let's call it off."
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[u]It appears he can't hear what Omnus said over the sounds of his gunfire. Even if he did here what was spoken, his current state of insanity can't be stopped. The guns click empty, and he motions with his hands. The SMG's are cycled out of the way to be reloaded, and a large high-calibre assault rifle is put in his hands. He pulls the slide back, ejecting a bullet into his hand.[/u] "HEAR THE SERMONS OF MARCUS! HEAR THE POWER GIVIN UNTO ME BY HIS TOOLS!" [u]He puts the bullet into his mouth, then crushes it while laughing insanely.[/u]
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"Alright. I'm out of here." [b]Flames come out of his jetpack, and he nopes the hell out, landing in a nearby tree.[/b]
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[u]The Preacher floats after Omnus, cackling an insane laugh.[/u] "YOU CAN'T RUN FROM THE PREACHER! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE FROM YOUR SINS!" [u]He continues to fire at Omnus, pursuing as fast as he can.[/u]
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"LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE!" [b]Omnus continues running.[/b]
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[u]The preacher just cackles as he chases Omnus. His assault rifle runs out, and he switches out for a large belt-fed heavy machine gun.[/u] "RUN, RUN! NOT MATTER WHAT YOU DO, I'LL FIND YOU!" [u]Bullets whiz through the air, all aimed at Omnus.[/u]
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"PLEASE LET ME BE! I HAVE THINGS TO RESEARCH!" [b]He ducks into a bush, and plays dead.[/b]
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[u]The preacher floats over to Omnus, parting the bushes. He lens over whilst cocking his revolver.[/u] "[b][i][u]I've found you...[/u][/i][/b]"
