originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][u]The Simulation.[/u][/b]
Poison made his way through the hallways of the dojo, constantly having to ask around to get his next move...
After a few hours of straggling around, he came to a room named only "The Simulation"... Poison shifted around for a bit, until saying, "Screw it..." And walked through the doors...
He was almost blinded by the pure whiteness of the room, and in his confusion, tripped over an item on the floor and fell to the ground...
"oOof", Poison mumbled, along with a few unintelligible curses... He picked himself up and picked up the item on the ground...
It was an assault rifle... One he had never seen before, he grew excited at his find until he switched the side and saw the burnt wires and mechanisms hanging out...
Poison shrugged and slung the weapon on his back, thinking he could do something with it... When all of a sudden, the whiteness before him transformed into a dense forest...
He crouched down, feeling the foliage, as well as pulling his fusion rifle from his back. He crouched there for a moment, and decided it was safe to get up.
Poison put one hand on the ground to pick himself up when a small drone-like figure flew past, cutting a thin line across Poisons forehead.
Poison immediately jumped up, feeling hot blood trickling down his face. "What the..?" He stated matter-of-factly... He shouldered his fusion rifle, taking aim where the drone disappeared into the thicket...
Poisons finger twitched on the trigger when he heard the familiar buzzing and aimed it towards the sound... The thicket opened up to reveal the drone and Poison, without hesitation, pulled the trigger...
He went over to where the smoldering parts of drone were and grunted... "Is this all ya got?!" Poison shouted into the forest... As if to answer, the same buzzing started, except this time it was so loud, it dwarfed the singular drones buzz...
"Apparently not." Poison mumbled under his breath... He then shouldered his fusion rifle once more and fired off into the noise... He heard a drone fall, and then heard all of them come forward at once...
They stormed out of the foliage like an angered wasp nest, and Poison aimed at a group of 6... A single shot rang out, 5 fell, but one was still keeping up with 1 propeller... It kept going for a few feet when it tumbled off to the side...
The rest came coming, and as soon as they were about to hit Poison, he propelled himself upwards, hitting an unexpected branch with a thud, and came crashing down to the ground...
He landed on the rest of the drones, which was about 8 or so, crushing them... But also obviously tearing skin and muscle alike from the propeller blades and knifes...
Poison tried to pick himself up but was met with stars...
And then blackness as he passed out...
Poison awoke resting on the right wall next to the simulation doors... He immediately reached up to feel where he thought a scab would already be forming but only felt smooth skin...
"What?" He proclaimed realizing his skin and muscles were healed as well... He picked himself up and read a sign next to the door: "All injuries sustained herein will be healed as soon as the simulation ends"
Poison shook his head and said, "should've read that before walking in...", A slight hint of amusement in his voice...
[spoiler]Open only to RoyalBlade[/spoiler]
English
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"You accidentally did that." Marker said with a chuckle behind Poison, shaking his head in dismissal
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Poison swung around, thinking he was the only one in the hallway, "Oh... You! Uhh... Yea, more like I learned never to use my jump packs in a forest... Hehe, got real lucky that I actually took em out." Poison said while scratching his head and looking away in a hint of embarrassment...
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"Hm. Certainly was an interesting spectacle. What jump jets we're you talking about?" Marker asked, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the wall
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Poison walked to the opposite wall and did the same as Marker, "Some Augs I got from JT, they're Hydrogen-based jump packs in the balls of my feet with tanks of the hydrogen around my shins, it works to propel me in the direction I so choose... And then I got springs implanted into my ankles in order to soften falls, which cause my steps to be a bit bouncy as you probably could tell..." Poison paused for a bit.... "Cost me quite a few cR though..." [spoiler]Good mornin'![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Good afternoon! It's afternoon for you, right? I'm just assuming. [/spoiler] "Those jump jets. Kinda remind me of Militia tech. But that's not the point. You do any research on the dojo?"
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[spoiler]yep, it's afternoon... Ya assumed right, lol[/spoiler] "I have, research on where things are, laws and all that, tried to find where and what the simulation room was but couldn't find anything about it..." Poison stated, looking a slight bit confused, "what about it?"
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"One of the rules is a requirement that you fight a tester, and or a sensei. In an order to combat others. Lucky for you, I'm a tester, and I'm here to test you."
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"ahh, well said, haha.... How does it work? You know, what weapons and the sort?"
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"You have a few options here. You and I can face off through a simulation, with weapons being allowed. Or we could face off outside the simulation."
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"Ermmm.... Outside seems nicer..." he grimaced as he remembered what happened in the simulation room last time...
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"What would you like to do? We shoot at each other, or a good old fashioned fist fight?"
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[spoiler]there's gonna be a few late responses, I'm walking around right now...[/spoiler] "Wouldn't be good ole fashioned cause of ya know..." Poison stated, pointing to his robotic arm.... "Sooooo, uhhhh... Gunfight?"
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"Sure. We'll have a gunfight." Marker said, leaving the room
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Poison rolled his eyes as he followed Marker out, mumbling, "Yup, just you know, [i]have a gunfight...[/i] that's normal, hehe" Poison then spoke up, "where are we going to have it?"
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Marker exited out into one of the six courtyards of the dojo, this particular one having a bridge going over a small man-made river "Right here."
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Edited by medic: 6/20/2017 4:11:02 PMPoison eyed the courtyard, seeking good advantageous spots before replying, "It seems as good as anything... Any rules? Special guns we use, or just our own?" [spoiler]in about 50 min. Or so, I'll be able to be active for awhile... I think...[/spoiler]
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"What weapons do you have on you? Assault rifle? Plasma Rifle?"
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Edited by medic: 6/20/2017 5:02:37 PM"uhhhh.... I have what I call a Fusion Rifle," grabbing the gun from his back and handing it to Marker... "It's an energy type of shotgun, medium to close range..." Poison then pressed a button and unlatched the compartment on his robotic arm... "And this is my 50. Cal. handgun," Poison stated while grabbing a handgun and testing it's weight... "Only reason im able to control the recoil is cause of this," Poison said, inclining his head towards his robotic arm, "Normally you use the dedicated tri-pod it came with... Since Its only 1 of 10 of its kind, I only have 1, 2 round, mag so it's impractical except to hoist it out and fire off a shot or two in a battle..." He then opened another compartment and grabbed a rather large bullet, "And this is the round it uses, which as you can see, is rather hard to put into the mag which is why I never do it in combat..."
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Marker sighed slightly, shaking his head in dismal. "Alright, looks like I'll have to provided you with a reasonable weapon. SMG, AR, or just your average handgun?"
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"SMG" Poison replied without hesitation, "that's my favorite type of weapon to use besides these two" Poison said, inclining to the two weapons he was putting away...
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"Alright." Marker took a few steps back and sat on one of the benches talking into his helmet, presumably over the Militia comms
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Poison stood there uncomfortably, unsure of exactly what Marker was saying...
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"Alright! I got a guy coming to the courtyard with two Car-9's."
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"Hmmm..." Poison wondered for a second before saying, "Ive heard of that weapon, did some research on it, found a store that had it, and, mind you, it was a long time ago in my old lifestyle, made an attempt to steal it..." Poison rubbed a hidden scar on his left arm, and continued, "It didn't work out well..." Poison got a look of excitement and said, "And now I get to feel one, even shoot one? Yay!" Poison said, his voice that of a little kid about to get ice cream...
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"So you know about the Car-9. You seem very familiar with Militia tech, and arms. Are you sure you haven't been a pilot before?" Marker said, taking a good long look at Poison