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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Crrowly:
11/8/2017 3:06:12 AM
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[quote][b]Live News on Television:[/b][/quote][i]This just in. A robot has recently been spotted terrorizing countless cities in Ollimand. Law enforcement hasn’t been standing a chance against this monstrosity. Thousands could die....[/i]
“That sounds like something that could be fun to beat the shit out of,” Ainsley commented to himself as he stood up. He holstered his revolver and equipped his brass knuckles, electricity already beginning to flicker on his body.
He’d need help though, that much was certain. And so, he looked around the Dojo lounge, for anybody else whose interests had been caught by this news broadcast.[spoiler]Open, boss fight. The fight will be tailored to the amount of participants, so feel free to go solo, only with Ainsley, or with a group.[/spoiler]
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The goat-girl as watching intently, and then sighed. "Goddamned -blam!-ing shitstains." She said, standing up. "I'm assuming you wanna take that thing on?" Alpha queried to Ainsley
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“Of course. Wanna come with?” Ainsley replied, looking over at Alpha.
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"Been meaning to bring my fancy new rifle to a fight." She said, tapping said weapon on her back "Ladies first" She said, gesturing to the door
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He snorted, but now wasn’t the time for retaliation. [Assuming] that the two of them would exit the lounge and make their way to the Dojo’s front gates, there would be a large, militaristic jeep waiting for them. The window rolled down slightly to reveal Reagan, a young woman with a head of short, shaggy blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin. “Judging from the weaponry, you guys’er heading to that robo? Need a ride?” Ainsley turned towards Alpha. “You have a way to get there, or?”
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"Got a military-grade space fighter, if you want" She said, nonchalantly
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“Might be a little faster than by car,” Ainsley replied, and Reagan simply nodded before driving off. “Lead the way,” Ainsley said, looking at Alpha.
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She did so, and she lead him to a small fighter, with twin coilguns mounted under chainguns on the twin wings. "Get in." She said, opening the hatch
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he got in.
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Ainsley spotted Two ashen haired figures walking through the lounge as he entered. The first one he spotted was a tall, pale, pure blue eyed man wearing what seemed to be leather armour adorned with fur around his neck. He had a spear on his back, the colour of ice and incredibly ornate as its design made it look like a serpent of opening its jaws and the head of the spear protruding from its open fangs. The girl beside him was a whole foot and a bit shorter then him. She wore a more...casual. Outfit. Dark green cargo pants tucked into black snow boots lined with fur or wool. She had on a dark red jacket, and a green toque that sat on the back of her ashen hair, not fully tucked down. “Whoa! We h-haven’t been to this part of the dojo before!” The girl told the taller man. “No, we haven’t. What is this?” “I think it’s a bar?” “It is?!” The man said with surprise, looking down to his companion. “Then you cannot be here. You are too young!” “Cain, relax! There’s no one here accept...that frantic l-looking guy!” The girl said as she pointed to Ainsley.
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“Huh? Me?” Ainsley pointed at himself curiously, looking from Lily to Cain. “More importantly, have you seen the news?” He pointed at the television where the headline was still showing, along with footage of the robot wreaking havoc. “I’m thinking of trying to take that bitch out.”
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“I am thinking the same thing.” Cain told Ains(for short). “Wait, Cain, seriously?” “Yes. It seems that this robotic creature is a danger to hundreds of people. It must be stopped.”
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“Erm. Yeah. So, y’all wanna go now? Burning daylight here.” Indeed, every second they spent talking might mean another innocent’s death.
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“Ugh. Okay! Let’s go!” Lilly said. [spoiler]take them where you need to[/spoiler]
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They eventually arrived at a suburban neighborhood in Ollimand. On the way there, they had hitched a ride with Reagan, a chick with a license and a bullet proof jeep. As they got out of the car, deafening gunshots resonated all around them while the smoke of burning houses filled the air. The target was somewhere around here. Ainsley quickly pulled out his .36 caliber revolver, looking around the town.
