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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/12/2016 6:13:08 AM
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[i]"Entry would be nice. Heard lots about this place... Good and bad. Thought I'd come and judge for myself. Name is Damien by the way... But some call me Boss, or Judge... Whatever tickles your fancy."[/i]
[b]He gives a mock bow and chuckles slightly, his armor rippling with every slight little movement as it conformed to the change in weight and pressure.[/b]
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[b]He bows slightly and readies himself, his fists glows a dark red.[/b] [u]The challenger may make the first move.[/u]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 9/12/2016 6:31:16 AM[i]"Well... Alright. I won't go for the privates if you do the same..."[/i] [b]He jokes, as pulls a grenade from his belt, a small little thing with a white stripe across the top. He quickly unclips it and loves it forward as it bursts into a volley of bright light and ear piecing noise... A flash bang... When the white light finally clears... Damien stands farther back, Rail gun at the ready, blue laser sight pointed at Rorek's chest.[/b]
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[u]Oh shit.....[/u] [b]He quickly runs forward, dashing from side to side as he attempts to close in.[/b]
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[b]Rorek moved to fast for Damien's helmet to get a lock, so he fired from direct aim, a .50 caliber bullet like object clipping Rorek in the shoulder... But not quite piercing skin. Instead a numbing sensation began to set in... Like he his shoulder and upper arm was being slowed. Luckily the bullets were non-lethal... Damien wasn't out for blood... Just entrance.[/b] [i]"It's easier when people stand still..."[/i] [b]He remarks, back stepping avoid a melee confrontation... Likelihood was that he was outmatched up close.[/b]
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[u]Damn, what the hell is this?[/u] [b]He staggers back from the force of the shot, and draws his 9mm with his right hand. He takes aim and fires, aura infused bullets flying at Damien.[/b]
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[i]"Fūck my li-..."[/i] [b]Damien is quickly cut short as the bullets begin to rain into his armor, three lodging into the ceramic fibered plating, three more deflected off as his energy shielding kicked in... But they had taken most of the power. The armor and shielding had saved him from immediate damage... But now his shields were low... And his armor had bullets lodged in, making the core plating less rigid and expandable.[/b] [b]Damien quickly followed up with a rubber bullet, firing it at Rorek's chest in an attempt to stagger, or at least distract him. This one wouldn't pierce armor... And he didn't know quite what he was packing just yet.[/b]
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Edited by XxZANExX13: 9/12/2016 7:03:26 AM[u]Oh come -[/u] [b]Rorek gets cut off as the bullet hits his chest, knocking the wind out of him. He clutches his chest with his right arm, and tries moving his left.[/b] [u]No good huh, figures.[/u]
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[b]Damien's rifle had to be specially bolt loaded for the non-lethals... It could normally hold a clip of nine, but these specialty bullets came in different shapes and sizes... Quickly, using the time he had bought for himself, loaded another round, a red typed small canister like device that seemed to rattle slightly.[/b] [b]Quickly, he took aim for Rorek's chest once more, his helmet getting a solid lock as waits for the initial rail coil to charge up.[/b]
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[b]He looks up, his right hand glowing red[/b] "Oh no, not again...." [b]He quickly send a wave of force at Damien.[/b]
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[b]The shield wasn't able to interpret the energy, not kicking in to stop it, but his armor managed to withhold any damage that might have come... Unfortunately, it still staggered him and he toppled over with a grunt, pulling a semi-auto hand gun from its holster at his left hip, and firing away dense carbon fiber non-lethal stun rounds... Mini-tazers.[/b]
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[u]Son of a-[/u] [b]Electricity crackles around his body, stunning him. [/b]
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[b]Damien grips the release of the gun's hammer, and reloads, thrusting in sticky rounds before rushing to his feet, firing off three shots in quick succession towards Rorek's feet. Anything to keep him at a distance...[/b]
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[b]He recovers just in time for the rounds to hit him, and he is now stuck[/b] [u]What the shit is this?![/u]
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[i]"That would be gorilla glue compounds mixed with tar."[/i] [b]Holstering his pistol and pulling a small circular device from his belt... Like a black orb.[/b] [i]"Alright... Let's speed this up..."[/i] [b]Damien quickly tosses the small orb into the air as he steps back, drawing a small black knife from a sheath on his shoulder.[/b]
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[b]He uses his aura to burn the glue off, and readies himself for an attack.[/b]
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[b]The orb splits open and digitizes to a clone of Damien, shape and size. The clone quickly draws the same two black knives and gets in a low combat stance.[/b]
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[b]He reloads his 9mm and starts shooting at both Damien and the clone.[/b]
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[b]The clone stutters and staffers easily, the real Damien... Not so much. His shield absorbed the rest of the bullets before giving out...[/b] [b]He quickly brought himself upon Rorek, bringing a solid carbon fiber knife down towards his right shoulder, his other knife rushing towards his abdomen.[/b]
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[b]He quickly deflects the knife going for his abdomen, but the other knife makes its way into his shoulder. He grunts as he punches Damien away.[/b] [u]Shit, that brings back memories.....[/u]
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[b]Damien's interface stutters slightly as he slowly twists the knife in his shoulder, bringing the second one towards Rorek's side once more.[/b] [i]"Hang in there bud... At this rate we are gonna be here for awhile... And I can't have you getting PTSD on me."[/i]
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[b]He grabs the knife with his hand, blood dripping onto the ground.[/b] [u]Yeah....[/u] [b]He headbutts Damien away. Gritting his teeth as he pulls the knife out of his shoulder. [/b] [u]Wanna call it here then?[/u]
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[b]Damien's glass helmet cracks slightly as he wipes a hand across the damage.[/b] [i]"Well... Only if that means I pass..."[/i] [b]He chuckles, sheathing his knife back into its spot on his belt.[/b]
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[u]Yeah.....You pass. Welcome to the dojo.[/u] [b]The gates open, and the two walk in. Rorek heads to the Infirmary while Damien decides to explore his new home. [/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
