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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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Then you picked the wrong place for that. And inviting me in wasn't your most brilliant idea. [i]He pumped the shotgun, a shell casing ejecting as another was loaded.[/i]
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[b]Very well. Then you're hereby removed[/b] *Maya responds sweetly. She lifts her hand and the entire group disappears from view* [spoiler]inb4 literally untraceable.[/spoiler]
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[i]Holstering the shotgun, he laughed probably harder than he should've.[/i] WHAT'S WRONG? DON'T LIKE A LITTLE FOOD FIGHT? AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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[b]Oh I do... But.. NOW'S NOT THE TIME. ITS -blam!-ING TEA/LIQUOR TIME. CALM DOWN YOU MANIAC![/b] *a disembodied voice replies*
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THIS IS MY CALM! NOT CALM IS NUKING SOMETHING!
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*realization sets in.* [b]OH GOD.. WELL NOW THAT YOU SAID THAT. NOW I KNOW NOT TO ALLOW YOU TO HELP THE ANDROID WITH HIS PROBLEM... Look.... Once we help him. Im sure he can give us the location of his handlers so you can definitely nuke them.[/b]
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Look, I don't have access to nuclear weaponry anymore. Let's just say that I did some really bad shit that may qualify as potential genocide... About four or five times.... AND my supplier's gone.
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[b].....Welllll... If you promise not to hurt the guy you can have his nuclear bomb thats implanted in his proxy body. Just... No violence in the tea group yeah[/b]
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JUST -blam!-ING DETONATE HIM! TAKE HIM OUT TO BUTT-blam!- TEXAS OR SOMETHING AND BLOW HIM UP! NOBODY GETS HURT, YOU CAN STILL PARTY!
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[b]Alright. No bomb for you. Haha[/b]
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Well, I mean, I'm carrying a few of my own, but....
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[b]... Uhhh...[/b] *inches away... Inches away harder*
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Nah. I'm not here to waste my actual valuable stuff. That's only for rough fights.
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[b]ehhhh .....[/b] *still inching away like a jackhammer*
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You do realize that backing up isn't gonna do anything if I attacked you, right? Like, every gun I have can hit you at a decent distance, through cover and most light armor.
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*She runs back to her tea party group yelling back...* [b]IGNORANCE IS BLISS[/b]
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No. M2HB .50 caliber belt-fed machine gun is bliss.
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You...
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OK -blam!- YOU YOU GOD DAMN TIN CAN! YOU ARE THE REASON I CANNOT CHILL IN THE DAMN COMMONWEALTH! AT LEAST NEW VEGAS ISN'T INFESTED WITH PSYCHO BITCH ROBOTS!
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OH, IM the reason you can't CHILL? WHILE YOU'RE BUSY BLOWING UP THE DAMN INSTITUTE AND MURDERING WHATEVER UNLUCKY SHIT IN YOUR WAY, IVE BEEN HAVING TO GO OUT ALL THE WAY OUT HERE FORCED TO DEAL WITH A GROUP OF MAGICAL NINJAS WHILE HAVING A DAMN NUKE IN MY -blam!-ING HEAD. OH, AND HAVING TO DEAL WITH THE BROTHERHOOD. FOR SEVEN. SHITTY.YEARS.STRAIGHT. AND THATS NOT EVEN A QUARTER OF ALL OF THE BULLSHIT IVE BEEN THROUGH.
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That was you?
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I'm a murderous robot. HE, ALEX, IS THE SON OF A BITCH THAT HATES EVERYTHING OUT IN THE WASTELAND AND RESORTS TO BRUTALLY KILLING WHATEVER THE -blam!- IS IN HIS WAY.
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I was talking about the magical ninjas, temporarily joined up with em a few years back. That's how I got this armor *pulls at sleeve*
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 3/31/2016 2:20:15 AMI killed the bastards in Hidden Valley, shot up the Citadel, and killed pretty much all of them in Boston. Power armor sells nice on the black market. Robots just.... CHRIST THEY'RE -blam!-ING EVERYWHERE OVER THERE!
