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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/4/2016 7:54:07 PM
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Hmm... Interesting. I may need that for my father so I can kill him. I am an Ex God so I have a bone to pick with him.
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"So far it is technically possible to make one but as of right now it would honestly need to be the size of the entire village." She pours a couple cups and puts them on a glass coffee table. She herself crashes on the couch. "I've been working to get the design down the the size of my own restriction gear to make it portable. Looking into alternate materials, what can and can't take the strain, that's going to be the key. Those arm bands out there are pretty much what I came up with. They aren't finished yet but progress is progress. Hoping to give them out with a programmable off switch so those who want them can properly spar without sending their sparring partner through a few dozen buildings and go back to 'all their glory' when they feel like it"
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Hmm... How about not having an off switch. At least for the one I need. And I may have a "godly" metal which can help you out. That is, if you wanna strike a deal
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She takes a sip and let's out a sigh. "What do u you have in mind?"
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Well, I happen to possess a special metal that I have only found in postmortemlike areas. You know, heavens, hells, Valhalla.
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"Hehe.. death metal... sorry go on."
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Well that's it, really
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"So a limiter without an off switch for a unique metal that should work am I right?"
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Exactly
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"I'll admit I have my concerns handing over something that dangerous but I'll make an exception. Just don't be go crazy with something like that."
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Trust me. Ask anyone and they'll say that the only person I have a real grudge with is my father
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"Apologies for asking but what exactly did he do." It's unsure of what but something seems to have caught her attention.
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*He sighs a little before he starts talking* Long ago, there was a grand ruler who held the Age of the Old Underworld for a long time, and life and civilization flourished. Then my father usurped this ruler, killing him and his entire family. My father was insane, and brought the Age of the Old Underworld to an end, creating the Royal Underworld, one of the darkest ages in Underworld history. The first children his wife bore were immediately either exiled or became War Beasts, powerful demonic creatures bent on war. I was one of them, one of the damn best. But I knew what I was doing, the other's kinda knew but didn't care. We were slaughtering everything, from the youngest children to the eldest wise men. So I revolted, and he killed me, but I came back and am planning to kill him. That enough for you?
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"So similar" She quietly says under her breath. "Sorry I didn't-" Not really sure what to say, she takes a breath and exhales. "I think we have a deal"
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Similar? To what?
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She puts down her tea. "Guess you told you your story so il tell you mine" The let's in a large inhale then softly let's the breath out. "Well like you my only purpose was destruction for as far as I remember. I was the labs 'no expense too great' combat model built to be rented out to the highest bidder. Back then the only choices were kill or be replaced with something more willing. Managed to escape when the restriction gear started to malfunction and before the dojo I tried to right a few wrongs. Helped towns rebuild, saved a few lives along the way. You know anything to repair the damage. Honestly this is only my second year of not being contracted into war zones. Still getting used to things being well... peaceful"
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Yeah, I wish I could go back to a normal life, but being an adult in a child's body for seventeen years...
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She finally sits back up from lazing around on her couch looking a bit more reinvigorated from the drink. "Ah well, they'll get what's coming to them soon enough. Anyways if you have the mineral with you I can give you a tour of the process. I literally have the program down to just dragging and dropping the files. It's easy!"
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Okay, cool. I got the metal with me right now. *Mortar takes out a strange metal rod with hexagonal touch screens around it. He aims it at a wall and a red orange ring forms on it. He sticks his hand through it and pulls out a large sack* Fifty pounds of Valhite for the lady
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She takes out a peice and looks it over before placing it into a large device with a open window on the side. "Interesting" She says to herself While the machine seems to be generating no heat it causes the material to melt. "A little something I built since heat was going to be an issue at the time. Instead of heating the object to melting point it loosens the atomic structure to the point of liquid." A bowl lifts up carrying the now liquefied substance holding it over a cast. The bottom the the bowl falls open pouring it into the casting which then is placed into a slot in the machine. "After that it solidifies it and tempers the material to the right density and hardness for what I need" A slot opens up bringing the casting out of the machine. Ama picks it up and unlatches the object revealing a well crafted shell with no defects. "I'll still need to crack it open and put in the components but other than that it's basically hit print and watch it come to life"
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That's one of the most intriguing 3D printers I've seen. Have you made all of this or did you have some help?
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"Pretty much everything here I made from salvage and a lot of modifications. There was a lot of tinkering to get these to do what I wanted but worth the time."
