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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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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 3/31/2016 2:21:26 AMDid you do a body count at the Citadel?
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Wait, seriously?
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Do I look like I'm kidding?
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There are more, you idiot.
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 3/31/2016 2:24:21 AMHey I'm not the dumbass who's being used by the -blam!-ing post-apocalyptic Natzhees. Unless they're from Chicago, they're nothing more than remnants.
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You think I wanted to be with those assholes? Having to deal with their shit for years?
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Kill em. It's not hard. I've been doing it for years.
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SO THAT THEY COULD PRESS A -blam!-ING BUTTON AND TURN THE ENTIRE NORTHERN US INTO A CRATER.
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Eh. I don't really give a -blam!-. I prefer the West.
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I don't even know who you work with.... Railroad? Or whatever's left of the Minutemen? Or are you just some lone murdering psychopath grieving for their dead wife and son?
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 3/31/2016 2:39:48 AMNope. I'M THE MOTHER-blam!-ING MAILMAN! WOOOOOOOH! Shot in the head by some mobster -blam!-wit, and I'm pretty sure that made me insane.
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You sound like one of those Caesar's Legion shitheads...
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Nah. Wiped them out too. They're a joke. So was the NCR.... And House.... And the Enclave, for that matter...
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Heh... And you talk about not chilling in the Commonwealth...
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I like the West better. Not so drab, and more people to sell stuff too and kill for stuff to sell.
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I've mostly stayed in the North-East myself. [spoiler]I didn't tell Maya this, but used to be part of a Gunner gang. Got wiped out by BoS, I shut myself down in a small room, and they found me. After that...[/spoiler]
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[b]..........[/b]
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...shit...
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Oooh the Talon Company knock-offs? I usually hunt them for the good gear to sell...
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Yep. After I got taken in by the Brotherhood, they outfitted me with some tech. Eye laser enhancements, some new blades, hidden Laser Rifles that could replace the blades by transforming, more armor, all of that crap.
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So what you're telling me is, I should scrap you and sell you for parts?
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Unless you want to have blades sticking from your neck, or disintegrated, or at least torn to shreds, please... From your original reaction at my existence, it seems you dislike me greatly...
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You can try, hotshot, but you ain't doin' too much to power armor, particularly a heavily modified set using technology from a whole different dimension back before the Great War.
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So you're from another dimension too...
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No. I'm from the same one you are, from some town in NCR territory. I'm just hella well-traveled outside of that dimension.
