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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by Doos:
5/25/2016 2:40:43 PM
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*An access point spilling red and black shadowy smoke opens in front of the gates of the Dojo. Maya appears dragging out a couch. A table. Another couch. And a tea set. She sits down and prepares four cups.*
[b]Fighting, fighting, fighting. What happened to the finer things in life?[/b]
[spoiler]current status. Open but must bring your own cup. Also. We're in hiding from the intruder. Because its tea/liquor time. No. Fights.
No longer hiding.
[b][i][u]But still no fights. This is peaceful relaxation time in these replies[/u][/i][/b][/spoiler]
Edit: no longer hiding. Angry Assaulttron is no longer keen on fighting our tea time. Please be respectful and strike up a conversation with the guy. I'm sure we could learn a lot from each other.
[spoiler]Details on our hiding. As long as a shadow is nearby. Our group is literally untraceable.[/spoiler]
[b]I SAID NO FIGHTING.[/b]
[b]Alright fine... I get it. Fighting by arguing. Conceded. BUT NO VIOLENCE.[/b]
*glares at Alex and WA-18*
[b]Prior to the tournament. Please come get your amp up teas! Any kind, all kind. We want you all to be ready![/b]
[b]I've been gone awhile.. BUT IM BACK NOW EVERYONE. So per the usual. Gotta start up some tea to bring me back in my mind set you lovely bastards[/b]
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[b]Tuesdays! Makes sure and come by on Tuesday's for your Tea![/b]
[spoiler]Current exotic teas
Corichea
Forsketta
Hasuthuca
Yurseuga
Grazaltha
Gurancha
Torschuerta
Rofitteras
We also have any number of drinks you can imagine.
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English
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[u]Balthazar continues to repair himself, almost done hooking his arm back up. He responds while he welds his armor shut with a bright blue flame coming out of his finger. [/u] I'd rather not at the moment. Most of my circuits are exposed from the fight, including my data core. As long as that's intact, I can just be repaired or in the most dire circumstances, moved too a different body. Plus my one good arm is occupied reattaching the other.
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[b]Very well. May I wish you luck? Long days and pleasant nights, friend[/b]
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[u]Balthazar nods as he finishes up smoothing the welds, making the arm to appear as if it was new. He flexes it a bit, testing each of the fingers. You see him tighten some springs in the joint. He grabs the inside of the gash and starts to pull out his chest, removing the dent. He then welds the gash together, leaving a line in he chest piece. He rips off his visor, and puts it into a bag where he was storing his tools. [/u] Thanks for the blessing. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go repair this visor and buff out this scratch. I hate things being imperfect. [u]Balthazar stands up, then stops in contemplation.[/u] Do you know anybody I can fight to get access to the dojo? It seems like there are many worthy combatants here that would be an entertaining experience to fight.
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[b]A man by the name of InflatablePants can lead you to the right lieutenant who can fight you can give you access.[/b]
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Thanks for the advice. [u]Balthazar walks out, searching for inflatablepants[/u]
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[spoiler]holy crap this sky rocketed![/spoiler] [b]Tesuto sits down. And pours himself a cup [/b]
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[spoiler]indeed. I didn't expect it to become popular. But it... Became pretty fun. Though maybe 1/3 of the replies are mine[/spoiler] [b]Oooooh. Whatcha got there Sensei?[/b] *Maya peers over at the cup*
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A little bit of coffee please?
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[b]A little bit of coffee coming right up. Arabica? Dark? Black?[/b]
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Dark please
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*Hands you a large mug* [b]You alright or just early morning?[/b]
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Tiring morning *sips coffee* Soo... Lemme guess... For the rest of my story...
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[b]Nahhhh. Coffee is free. [/b] [spoiler]i actually gotta get going. Some errands to run[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]kay[/spoiler]
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If you wanted peace, then why would you add liquor? *looks up from cup*
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[b]Grrr. I thought everyone could hold their own liquor here. Hmmm[/b] *growls menacingly while glaring over her own cup. Hair in a mess while the sun is still rising*
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Okay, Okay! *jokingly holds empty hand up*
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[b]Speaking of alcohol... Do you want some? I oddly feel like watching everything burn into oblivion.[/b] *Maya starts looking deliriously insane for a second as if she's imagining the destruction on a large scale*
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umm... Some Southern Comfort please... *looks at you with a shudder*
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*Looks back up without the odd look in her eye. As if it's totally forgotten and she's still the fun loving Shadow Master.* [b]You mean Martin Heron's stuff? From ol' New Orleans? Yeah sure. Fifth or handle?[/b]
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Surprise me. *is confused*
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Edited by Doos: 4/1/2016 2:33:03 PM*Pulls out a barrel.* [b]SURPRISE!! I don't have a handle or a fifth. Haha[/b] *notices the confused look* [b]....You ok? Its just alcohol...[/b]
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Well... Nothing I-It's nothing
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[b]Ok! Here ya go mate! One barrel of Southern Comfort for a story.[/b]
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For... A story? Let me guess... You wanna know more about Cross, Don't ya?
