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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/10/2016 3:57:37 PM
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Meta opened his eyes, regaining control over his body. He was scouring The Dojo with a quite literally out of body experience. He sighed, he was naked. Wearing no clothes made it much easier and less risky when he was using his ESP. He cleared his throat, as he grabbed his clothes and put them on. Finally, he buttoned up his black dress shirt and put on his white coat, smoothing and straightening it. Meta's Orb flew out of his pocket, the size of a marble, eventually growing into one foot in diameter. It had its usual, glassy, technicolor, pulsing liquid-like state. It floated at Meta's shoulder silently and still. Meta looked at it and smiled.
"Little Scratch."
The Orb began to orbit around Meta's head. He smiled, as he grabbed it and began to balance it on his finger like a basketball.
"Doctor."
The Orb melted into a liquid, retaining its look and color. In its liquid state, it covered Meta's hand and hardened. Meta smiled and turned his hand.
"Wonderful."
In its solid state, the Orb glove reverted back to a liquid and began to float off Meta's hand. It then reverted back to its natural form. Meta stuck his hands in his pockets and walked out his room, and into the planes of The Dojo.
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[b]He crashes into a man looks at you [/b] "Watch it!"
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"You don't seem to be." Meta smiled proper, and patted the man on the shoulder. He continued to walk on, as he whistled a tune.
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"Says the one walking out doors."
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Meta stopped and turned to the man with a...generally confused expression. His eyes were squinted and his mouth in a small frown. He opened his mouth to say something, until he raised his hand to stop himself. "N-never mind." He turned around and began walking again.
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[b]The man follows you [/b] "So you're the one that questioned Merlin?"
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"Who's he again?"
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"It's a girl."
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"Strange name for a woman.."
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"That's rude."
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"So?" Meta looked at you with an eyebrow raised and a smile.
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"What do you mean so? So nothing."
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"Then why say it?"
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"Because it is."
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"You say it because it means nothing?"
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[b]The man grins[/b] "Of course."
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"Pathetic." Meta sighed as he dropped his head and closed his eyes. "So sad..."
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"Yes you are."
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He stopped walking, as his face began to tremble. He was still faced down, his white hair covering his face. "Why?" He whispered, short and strained. A few drops of rain began to fall to the ground.
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"Because why not?"
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"I am losing faith in everything I held dear. Everything. You try to cower behind simple reasoning but it cannot protect you. You kill yourself emotionally JUST to do this AND IT'S WORKING!" He flipped his head up, his eyes now red with black edges. He stared at you, as you felt what seemed to be a vice gripping at your soul. The rain intensified into a downpour. "I will never understand you people.... Why you act so simple when you could be so much more."
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"You people is such a derogatory term!" [b]He moves his hands around[/b]
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"But it's true. It's true whether you think it or not." His eyes reverted back to their natural color. A lighting strike shot over head, arcing down towards Meta. The Orb floated up and took the blast. Electricity coursed through it, as it soon subsided.
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"So your true form is cool and all. But you are [i]So [/i]Weak. Expected more."
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He looked at you and smiled. "Is that what you think this is?" He began to chuckle, which then eventually turned into hysterical laughter.
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"Oh no not at all. I mean it though. So weak."
