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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/31/2016 12:03:21 AM
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"Oh yeah, thanks... once you throw them enough you get really good at it."
He says with a laugh as he grabs himself a beer from a cooler, opening it and sipping.
"You want one?"
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"No. I'm good Thanks." [b]He swigged down a shot of whiskey [/b] "I prefer stronger drinks."
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Edited by cyberattaq: 12/31/2016 12:33:07 AM"Ah a man of stronger taste." Ryker nodded, throwing the beer behind himself into the trash can with pinpoint accuracy. He grabs a bottle of vodka and a shot glass, pouring himself one and downing it. "You know parties are meant for socializing." He says with a chuckle.
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"Yeah they are. But I'm not exactly social. My line of work won't allow it."
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"And what exactly is your line of work?" Ryker says as he downs another shot.
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"Well if I told you that, I'd have to kill you." [b]Allister looked over at Ryker, dead serious [/b]
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"Ah... I see." He says with a smug smile, he had only asked to incite a reaction, he already knew. "Do you know what the true definition of control is?" The next player makes his decision.
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"Control? Depends on what you're trying to control."
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"It's getting someone to do something by making them think it's what they want to do." As he says it the two other players eyes become seemingly infected with the same energy that Ryker had, they fold, flipping their cards, it was just Allister and Ryker. The men pushed their money in the center, they were out, and then they stood up and left. "When in reality, you're the puppet master, you were the one holding all the cards." He smirks. [spoiler]Is it ok if I control what the cards are?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah. [/spoiler] "That's a smart way of thinking. Not sure of it's commendable though."
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"When its life or death, most anything is commendable." They flip their cards, Ryker had 19, and Allister had the two joker cards that were thrown out. Ryker smiles widely. Allister had checked his cards how had that happened? "Here, take it." He gives him the chip. Standing he speaks again. "Remember Allister, having all the cards, doesn't mean you win." He walks off, the energy still hanging around.
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"Then why did you win mister party thrower?"
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[spoiler]Oh my god I was doing this for the completely wrong character XD Jesus I wanted to do that for False cause his character was playing blackjack [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]LOL riiiip xD [/spoiler]
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"I like to win." He says with a laugh.
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"Maybe even cheat. Sleight of hand. I saw it. Damn good one though."
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He laughs. "Well... how it happens is a secret, but I will tell you, it's no fake magic trick."
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"Of course not! How could it be?"
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"Well, maybe you'll find out someday." He says with a laugh. The room is suddenly filled with static as the big TV by the stage is white static. It changes to show a live feed of a very menacing looking robot, with sharp horns and teeth, orange eyes and menacing claws. In between the plates of armor an orange magma substance flowed. He speaks, his voice gruff and demonic. [spoiler]Like Zoom from the flash, if you watch that[/spoiler] "Ryker Evans... you have something... I want." Ryker stares, some people screaming in fear, all watching. They knew who he was, the legendary enemy of the Golden City. The Harbinger "Give me what I want, and no one will be hurt." He clenches his fist. "If you do not cooperate, I will kill, everyone." Ryker stared in disbelief as the TVs shut off, and people rush towards the exit, leaving as quickly as possible. Ryker was zoned out, not moving, just staring at nothing.
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[b]Allister walked over to Ryker, and slapped him in an attempt to bring him back to the real world [/b]
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He comes back. "Ow! Shit!" He says as he puts his hand up to his cheek. "I needed that but my god it hurt! We need to... here come with me!" He briskly walks to a door that was locked, opening it quickly. It was a massive workshop, filled with crates of pieces, weapon printers, computers, workstations, etcetera, all for him. Ryker runs his hands through his hair. "Ok. Let me process what just happened."
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"Here I'll process it for you. Harbinger Showed up on a TV, threatened your ass, people left, you froze."
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[spoiler]Were you in RoB?[/spoiler] He nods slowly, not believing it. "I can't... believe l that he's still alive.. Phoenix died to kill him... and he's still alive..." He says, completely bewildered. Nothing could have had him sense this, his powers didn't predict this at all. "I didn't see this coming at all, I didn't get anything."
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[spoiler]No I wasn't. [/spoiler] "Hey hey. Stay In reality okay?"
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[spoiler]O damn I'm gonna have to give you the history lesson...[/spoiler] Ryker nods solemnly. "If you had seen what Harbinger had done to the Golden City..." Ryker walks to a monitor, pulling up a video. He played it, the once beautiful and nearly impenetrable Golden City being destroyed by the absolutely massive dreadnought that belonged to Harbinger. Yellow streaks rain down from orbit where his ship lays, carrying drop pods of his deadly elite soldiers. Skyscrapers in ruins, massive fires engulfing parts of the city, screams could be heard from everywhere, gunfire and explosions everywhere. He stops the video. "Harbinger... did this to a city that was thought to be impenetrable. He contacted Terra, saying that as a race we were past our due date, he says he's the keeper of time, and that we had had far to long to develop. It was the natural way of the universe for races and entire lifeforms to be exterminated in preparation of a new one. Of course we fought back. Learning of a ring that gives ultimate power to the one who wears it, we threw everything we had at it. We obtained the ring and then fought our way to the Dreadnought where my friend Cobalt Phoenix took the ring and bore it, destroying Harbinger, but the power of it was to much, and it destroyed him, a long with the ship exploding in a massive fireball..." Ryker says gravely. "He caused so much suffering without breaking a sweat, I thought he was gone forever, but now he's back." [spoiler]Im off to bed for tonight.[/spoiler]
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"And now he needs to be stopped again I assume?"
