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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/22/2017 10:45:37 PM
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[b]Nothing, the sword didn't budge for a moment [/b]
"I'm telling you, it doesn't work such as that!"
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Sam let go. "Fuсk you, the blade is mine. I called dibs and I'm getting dibs dammit!" He merely unsheathed his High-Frequency blade and activated it. "I always have a way." Sam plunged the blade into the stone, it's molecular separating shit slicing into it cleanly, then he cut a small square around the blade itself. Sam pulled the blade out with the stone still attached. "Voilà."
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"Voila what?" [b]The sword was gone, inserted into a new stone several feet away [/b] "I'm telling you it doesn't work that way."
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"Worthiness is a matter of opinion and so is Honor. Just a human construct created in minds to fill the morally grey world we live in. Your 'Excalibur' is a mere fake now that I think about it. I was still technically within it's rules, as it WAS in the stone. Well, fuсk it. I'm gonna kill me a religious figure!" He ranted, before creating a tear to another dimension with a device.
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"Have fun with that you mad man."
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"No, I'm a fuсking collector. It's what I do. Collect. Stuff." He said, jumping in the tear. Not five minutes later he came out with [i]Excalibur[/i] and a cleanly sliced cube of the stone it was in. "That's the beauty of parallel dimensions. Things are slightly different enough where things can go your own. Also made this sick kirkhammer clone but whatever, I'm out you cheat." Sam left the site. The end.
