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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/7/2016 10:09:25 PM
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"Damnit," Reese grunted.
He leaped from his branch, whose tree was now blown out by Mortar's iron ball. In midair, Reese aimed his rifle into Mortar's back cannon, and fired a physical round directly into his ignition nerve. Reese rolled onto the ground, reloaded, then fanned the lever and fired at Mortar's duplicate arms, blowing them off one by one with more physical rounds.
"I never miss my target." Reese stated, standing up and back into stance.
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Good for you, but you do NOT mess with a man's spare arms. *Where you shot the arms shatter, but the shards stay in place for a few seconds and reform into functioning arms again* Don't feel bad, a lot of people tried that. *To make the fight more fair, he discharges himself, releasing the electricity and reverting to his normal form* This has been really interesting, but let's see if you can match speed and agility. *Mortar dissolves into the ground and reforms behind you, forming a ball of darkness and hurling it at your head, causing temporarily blindness. He forms four other shadow forms of himself, and they all, including Mortar, run around you. It is hard to tell who the real one is, you can only really make out their outlines. Two of them fire rounds from a .44 Magnum, when you are hit, you feel lethargic, and you react a little slower* *Meanwhile, [url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/battle-cats/images/e/ee/Nekoluga.png/revision/latest?cb=20150607190909]Nekoluga (In his normal form)[/url] looks as if he's winning the game.*
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"Fair, huh?" Reese yawned. "Then let's even the odds." He grabbed a shell from his NME, and aiming at the foot line of the shadowed figures, hurled the shell. The shrapnels remaining from the explosion homed in on the real Mortar, ending the illusion and draining Mortar of his life force. "Ah," Reese sighed in relief, cracking his knuckles as he did so. "Much better." Energized, he pounced back into a defensive position.
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*Mortar, after being exploded, jumps back a little* Okay, that was annoying. Well, you can fight, I'll give you that. But, I have some tricks up my sleeve. *Mortar forms many iron balls around you, all converging on you. Mortar jumps over one and slashes at your arm, the emerald green flames boil your blood*
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Edited by Cayde: 7/7/2016 10:39:05 PM"Oh, that burns," Reese remarked. "But, I've had worse injuries tinkering with these:" Reese slings out his Aces and fires slugs around him in a death blossom, breaking the iron balls into dust one by one. He flung back his Aces and drew out his buzzing cleavers, ready for the next move. Nekoluga, having won yet another Chinese checkers game, was crouched at the back door of the monastery connecting the the clearing, observantly spectating the duel.
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Lemme guess... DIE DIE DIE!!! *Mortar runs at you, slicing at your chest, the flames burning your ribcage*
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Reese clutched his chest. "Nah...more like 'Heroes never die!'." The electrical field, broken by the green flame, dissipated, along with the green infernos that covered his arm and chest. He grappled Mortar, pulled him in front of himself, and jabbed at Mortar's chest with both cleavers, the chainsaws shredding a jagged crevice through his body from the heart down. Reese looked down "Oh sh[b]i[/b]t, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to cut you there!" Mortar fell to his knees, clenching the area around his belt in pain. "I should probably get you a [i]very[/i] big ice pack for that." Reese observed, guiltily.
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 7/8/2016 12:19:19 PMAh, nah, it's fine... *Mortar begins coughing in the wound, and a strange spore is expelled from his mouth, scabbing over his wound when it touches the blood. He stands back up* You thought I was gonna let you win THAT easy, huh? *Mortar forms a small ball of darkness and hurls it at you, it hits you in the chest, and your current wounds feel like they're on fire* [spoiler]Noticed a couple others wanted to talk to you. Here, you can have many chains in one post. This Digital Dojo has a couple different things than Gydaton.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Cool; thanks for telling me. :)[/spoiler] Reese takes a look at his black cloak and notices the burns. "Goddammit! Do you know how much ste-- money this cost me? You owe me some leather oil after this." Reese flung out his SAOR and shot physical rounds at Mortar's head, blasting it into little pieces. Mortar's body fell backward. He converted his SAOR into sniper mode and aimed at Mortar's body, just in case he had another trick up his sleeve; this time, he wouldn't hesitate to fire if he did.
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*Mortar notices the rips in his suit after you notice yours* Damn, I thought the Valhite weaving would make it stronger. *Mortar coughs up more of the spores in your direction, affecting your vision and making you feel somewhat tired*
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"You know what?" Reese adjusted the sights in his mask and ran a quick electric jolt through himself. "I could do this all day." The duel continued, each opponent attacking and countering each other's moves. As it went on, the suns in the sky began to set, painting the sky several hues of red, orange, and yellow. Nekoluga was still watching attentively, unmoved from his spot. Cyan and Clara were still waiting inside. Clara, having waited what became hours, dragged Cyan to the back doors to witness the current events; she began to make what she could of a yawn herself. Mortar and Reese continued to fight, hurling round objects and loud gunshots at each other. Both began to tire, each swing and movement becoming more slow and energy-consuming than before. Mortar flung a large iron ball at Reese, falling short in front of his target. Reese, drawing out his NME, fired two shells at Mortar, both of which flung several feet above; he yawned, shaking his arms a bit as he did so. Clara and Cyan, amazed by how long the fight prolonged, became quickly irritated.
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Cyan: Damn, this has been one of the longest initiation fights I have seen here. Mortar's was around 40 replies...
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"Replies? What replies?" Reese asked, confused, then yawned. "My life is starting to feel more and more like some weird RP,--" Reese took a look at his own appearance. "--although I wouldn't be surprised if it is." A large look of confusion seemed to splat right onto Clara's face, thinking about how much detail it would have been described in. Her face was sort of scrunched, her white hair hanging over one side of her face.
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*Cyan chuckles* Fourth wall stuff, don't worry about it. *While you are distracted, Mortar tackles Reese, clearly tired*
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Reese then quickly rolled back over Mortar and began to pin him down, although this proved difficult as he was tired. Mortar then took the positional advantage, and they began to slowly alternate positions back and forth, giving slower punches as they did so. Clara stared contemptuously like as if she was staring at a camera, then went over to separate the two before she and Cyan had to wait much longer.
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*Mortar, after being separated, let out a long sigh* Mortar: Well, I'll admit, that was fun. *Mortar holds a strange cube in his hand, and squeezes it, his wounds and suit repair quickly. He tosses it to Reese* Mortar: Sorry it took so long. Cyan: Eh, I didn't mind really. I was able to hunt a little while you two were fighting. I hope you're hungry, because we're having Venison. Reese, Clara, you guys want some?
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Reese gently squeezed the cube, surprised by how quickly it healed himself and repaired his cloak; he then tossed it back to Mortar. He stretched his arms for a few seconds, then looked toward Mortar. "You put up one hell of a fight, that's for sure." Reese complimented, smiling. He then glanced over to Cyan. "Sure. I could use something to eat right now, actually." Reese replied, gratefully. Clara gave what she could of a small smile toward Cyan. Reese stared at Cyan for a while. Noticing this, Clara yanked Reese sleeve a bit, rolling her eyes as she did. "I wonder how Nekoluga sat there for so long." Reese observed, looking over to Nekoluga's sitting spot on the roof.
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*Cyan chuckles a little when Clara pulls away Reese* Cyan: Well, Nekoluga is a very interesting being, capable of simply sitting still in his normal form. He misses his family, so, we Normally catch him looking up at the sky. But recently Mortar has been trying to find the rest of his family. He has five siblings.
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"Clara and I know what it's like to lose a family," Reese recollected as he glanced toward. "All too well..." Clara looked up toward Nekoluga, feeling sympathy for him.
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Mortar: We've all been there. I never met Cyan until a couple months ago. Not to mention my father killed my mother... Cyan: Our lives are barbaric.
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"When I was younger, I was taken away from my family, only to find them all killed by the SHG secret police when I returned years later," Reese recalled, remembering the bodies that littered the living room floor, and the faces of every one of them. "The same thing happened to Clara. I didn't want her to live the same kind of life I did,--one without a family--so I took her in as my own. She was the best part I had ever found." Clara looked up to Reese, grabbing his arm and smiling as she did. He rustled her hair for a bit and chuckled. Her stomach growled a big, blushing as she did.
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Cyan: yeah, I should probably prepare the meat. Mortar: I remember you saying something about the SHG when we first met...
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[spoiler]Heres the bios, just in case you need more info: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/207943233/0/0/1[/spoiler] Reese tried to think of a way to sum it all up. "Chances are you won't remember what I said right now, as none of this is canonical to our dimension, but I'll tell you anyway. The SHG is an empire that controls several planets in the solar system next to Gydaton's. They're essentially space [url=http://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Godwin%27s_law]-godwinslaw!-[/url]; they've eliminated an entire native race on one of their conquered planets. They treat their citizens like pawns, only meant for labor and war. Only the people up top there had any sort of rights. For their "war effort", they're constantly taking children away from their family, either to use their skills to make even more weapons of war..." Reese sighed, thinking about the hours of brutal agony in the Academy. "...or to make [i]them[/i] into weapons of war." Clara looked dismally at the ground, dismally looking in her own reflection in a puddle; she looked different...normal. "As we're fugitives for escaping such projects, we came to Gytadon, hoping for a better future. Before, we would raid SHG laboratories and assassinate SHG officials alongside several resistances. Each day, I'm always thinking about what we weren't able to do...and the people we were never able to save..." Reese stared blankly at an empty space, memories jabbing his mind.
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[spoiler]and [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1593741/207504507/0/0/1]this[/url]is mine if you wanna read through it.[/spoiler] Damn, that is sad. Then again, the government that controlled the Underworld wasn't really good either. The past king, my father, Exiled children who were deemed useless, and experimented on children who weren't. Had I not been experimented on, I probably wouldn't have the same abilities. I was made a god and war demon, and was used to destroy universes. Then, after I met Crossbow, he taught me to think, and I revolted, which led to my death.
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"But you're still alive..." Reese stated in a sort of confusion. "...Oh." Clara went over to Mortar and poked his right arm curiously and observantly. "Seems like we have some things in common," Reese noted, not sure if he worded his sentence correctly.
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Well, I am alive. *When Clara pokes Mortar, all she feels is skin, and the flesh and muscle under it* You see, to survive, I possessed an embryo only 3 weeks after it was conceived. Poor kid, it's soul died off because mine was in the way. This body is technically human.
