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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/17/2017 9:38:18 PM
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[b]A New World....[/b]
[i]Dojoville, 13:00[/i]
Bridgette woke up to a start.
She had trouble rising up. Her heavy armor made her unable to move easily.
She didn't remember much. But the God AI. Where was it? And where was she?
"Winston!" She yelled, "You d'ere?"
[spoiler]Open. Intro for my Crusader.[/spoiler]
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She got a poke on the back, barely noticeable in the armor "Well Ho-ley shit! We got a bona-fide crusader!"
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[b]A robotic figure approached the person in distress.[/b] "Uhh, you alright there?"
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"No, I'm fine. Of kourse I need halp you f**kink idiot."
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"Well -blam!- you too then."
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*ISIC, a Magnus AI, who thinks himself a god, stands over her* Hey fella, how are you there?
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"You! Halp me up!"
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*He smiles, walking up to it and picking it up*
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[i]"Holy -blam!-, that armour's bigger than my chances at winning "Father Of The Year" award..." A voice jested from behind Bridgette, accompanied by the clanging of metal on the ground and metal swapping places with other parts on a suit. He who stood behind her was a cowboy undeniably, one with a dirt brown duster on his armoured frame, standing at nearly 7 feet tall with it all on. He had a hat and a metallic horse, the former atop him and the latter beneath, giving him an extra bit of height. His firearms were visible, ranging from a rifle, shotgun and LMG to a lasso, revolvers and a grenade launcher. [/i]
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"Vat? Vinston? You halp me!" Bridgette demanded.
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[i]"Look you nàzi tank, only Winston I know is Churchill. Now chill and tell me who you are."[/i]
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"Nàzi? You a dizgrasche. I am Krusader."
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[i]"Chill Bismarck, what's your name?"[/i]
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"Bizmark? Name zis Vreya."
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[i]"Bismarck, he's an old German leader, far before the Third Reich led."[/i]
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"Zon't call me Bizmark! Kall me Vreya."
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[i]"No, I was just explaining... Ah fück it. I'm John, most call me JT or Marshal, some call me Cowboy."[/i]
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"Kould you help me up? Pleazze."
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[i]JT grabbed Bridgette by the arm and singlehandedly pulled her to her feet." [/i]
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"Zank you."
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[i]"No problem. So where're you from?"[/i]
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"Germany."
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[i]"Ah, the land of nazï's, gas chambers, and Oktoberfest. Or is it future Germany?"[/i]
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"2080, is zee year bak home."
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[i]"Ah, a cyberpunk city or more utopian?"[/i]
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"Not too much adfankement. Omnik Krisis vas defashtatink."
