originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]A man approached the Dojo, carrying an old revolver in a leather holster, and a sword that seemed to radiate a dark energy. He reached out his arm, and a chair materialized. He sat down, waiting for someone to talk to. He didn't seem evil, or good, depending on your definitions of evil and good. He seemed like the person that would choose the option to kill everyone if it was the right thing to do. The "right thing" depending upon your perspective... [/b]
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[b][i]Omnus puts the mini-gun away, smiling.[/i][/b] "I've decided. I like you. I don't know what the LT's will say, but if it were up to me? You pass. Sadly, it isn't...." [b][i]Omnus frowns, shaking his head.[/i][/b] "Have a nice day."
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Thank you... But I never said we were done... [b]You're screwed.[/b]
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[b][i]Omnus shrugs.[/i][/b] "Cyanara." [b][i]A random helicopter forms besides him, and he flies away, because I ain't lettin' no second half get my Omnus killed.[/i][/b]
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[spoiler]Im back[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Bump[/spoiler]
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[b]The gate to the dojo opens and HIUAA steps out and looks down at you. [/b] "Hello friend."
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Hello. [b]He stands up.[/b]
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[spoiler]Hold on.[/spoiler]
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*The gate opens and out walks some sort of creature. He is five foot four and some of his facial features are very similar to those of a wolf, but also a cat. He has a wolf-like snout, although it is somewhat shorter than an actual wolves' snout. He has a more cat-like nose and his upper canine teeth stick out of his mouth. His eyes are brown and he has long (ish) whiskers sticking off of his snout. His whole body is covered in light grey fur with darker grey spots and he has a long, very fluffy tail. He is wearing slate colored combat armor with a patch on it that is a small yellow circle with the outline of a black triangle in it. On his back is a solar pulse rifle and in a holster on his left hip is a solar pulse pistol. He has a somewhat closed posture. His arms are crossed and he is slouching as opposed to standing up straight. He mostly looks at the ground as he walks but stops as he sees the man.* [u][b]Wh-Who you?[/b][/u] *He speaks with a strange, unidentifiable accent and it's very obvious English is not his first language.*
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My name is Irrigus. What's yours?
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"V-Vorim'Tairn..."
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Sphirinian? Hm. Interesting...
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[u][b]How you know?!?[/b][/u]
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I just do.
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[u][b]H-How, you know??? Tell please.[/b][/u]
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I studied you guys. I was there in the forest.
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[u][b]I don't u-understand...[/b][/u] [spoiler]I myself don't know what you're talking about...[/spoiler]
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You shouldn't.
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[u][b]W-What?[/b][/u]
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Listen, [b]He jumps up the wall.[/b] Go get someone you trust. Brother, sister, parents. Just go.
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[u][b]Hey! Can't do that![/b][/u] *He runs and jumps up, grabbing the man's leg and pulling him back down.*
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Ow! Now listen, I don't wanna fight you, but if I have to, I will. [b]He draws his sword, Ashmaker, and readies himself.[/b]