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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/12/2016 6:59:54 PM
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Yeah, that's true... Wait, why do you say that?
*Behind Quincy is a rather intriguing figure. He stands at five feet ten, and is rather thin. The skin tight black metallic cotton clothes emphasize this. A mask made of the same material covers most of his head, revealing a pair of blazing crimson eyes and the bridge of his nose. Attached to the back of a red sash slung across his shoulder is a four foot long white sniper rifle of some kind. You can tell by the energy storage system in the back that it does not fire normal projectiles. He walks up and stands next to you*
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mostly because im not dead.
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Well that's fairly obvious. Wait, scratch that. I've died so many times I lost count. Name's Mortar, by the way. *He holds out a hand to shake*
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*shakes your hand* Im Quincy, some call me Frost, doesnt matter which.
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Nice to meet you Quincy. Where ya from anyway?
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I.. dont. know...
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Really? That's... Interesting
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all i remember is that it was cold and snowy. An arctic wasteland of nothingness. and when i did find things, it got messy.
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Well I've had a lot of times like that... Having nothing around you, and when you find something it kicks you in the ass
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I was actually kicked in the stomach, neck, groin, face, shins, head, and had my tail stepped on. Not all at once though. But i have never been kicked in the rear..
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You know what I mean kid
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yeah, i do. Still fun taking everything literally though.
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Trust me, I know how annoying it can get to other people.
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ok then... so, uh.. what kind of gun is that?
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Oh, this? *He unslings the gun, holding it in one arm* An A grade plasma sniper I got from a friend a little while back
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cool. Only gun i ever got my hands on was this.. *materializes a Zhalo Supercell into my hands* The thing's old. Sometimes the energy it creates when firing strays into the bullets and it chains electricity. Gotta find out what's wrong with it.. *isnt aware its supposed to do that*
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Really? That's supposed to happen. How'd you get your hands on that?
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Found it in an abandoned weapons lab, i think it was a weapons lab, and it seems to never run out of ammo. When ever i look into my satchel there always seems to be another clip. You'd be surprised what i stumbled on in that icy death trap.
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Sounds awesome. Last time I saw that thing it was in an old bunker in Russia.
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heh. That place was not awesome... Russia, you say?
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Yes, Russia. Why?
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Is Russia cold?
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Freezing. You didn't put two and two together yet did ya?
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Ill look into it. Better safe then sorry.
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Yeah. But, you know, a gun is only good long range. If you truly wanna dominate, you also need a good blade. Such as this one. *He puts the gun away on his back and places his hand on the back of his neck. Almost instantly, bathed in a blue light, a strange blade begins to form. It is four and a half feet long and four inches wide. It is a dark blue color, though you can tell it was modified to be that color. It seems to resemble a mix of a katana and a broadsword. When fully formed it ignites in ominous emerald green flames. He holds it in one hand, the tip laying in the dirt* Nice huh?
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That thing's as tall as me! melee wise i just make ice. *forms a curved dagger in my hand made of solid ice* I can only create ice off of me and/or something im touching though, so its not too useful all the time *dissipates the ice-knife*
