originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]In the night a boy enters the dojo, he can barely stand as he puts down the mother of all duffle bags.[/b]
I've made it!
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*Mortar walks up* Hey kid
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*He glances at the massive bag* What's in that?
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My things. [b]An anvil drops out[/b] Oh- not again!
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What's with the anvil?
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For making my shit. [b]pulls out a weapon with the bayonet bigger than the weapon itself.[/b]
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Hmm... Okay. Nice blade
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Thanks. [b]he puts it away.[/b] I'm a weapon Smith,
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Really? Ya look a little young
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Its a hobby
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Ah... Okay. A strange hobby though, you just make weapons?
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[b]Smaug looks at him[/b] What's in the bag?
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My stuff. [b]he accidentally drops it and an anvil and a M 60 drop out.[/b] Crap!
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[b]Smaug grabs his arms and pulls him away from the bag[/b] [b]he trips him while he's being pulled[/b] Why are you here?
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Here to train and stay in the dojo, i would love to learn how to use these weapons more effectively. Youtube can only take you so far...
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I see... [b]Smaug takes the weapons and puts them in the bag again[/b] Just know this, hurt anyone here with these and you will be killed. [b]he throws the bag to him[/b]
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Isn't that the point of the dojo? [b]he hoists his bag over his back and continues trekking[/b] Thanks by the way.
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Well, I guess it is the point of the Dojo. Nvm then, feel free to hurt people.
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[b]Everyones out fighting a war.[/b]