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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by H3ADSH0T DUDE:
4/16/2016 5:29:56 AM
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Location: Random Cemetery by the Dojo (cause why not)
Leaves crack, and churn under his Combat boots, his trench coat blows in the wind. The appearance seemed to resemble an old foe to the Dojo. The man slightly looks up, wearing a much different respirator as rain drops fall onto the shoulders and head of the man. His .357 Revolvers are holstered firmly, his sword scabbard and M14 Battle Rifle slung over both shoulders. His purpose in the cemetery seems to be unknown, possibly just to be dark. His breathing seemed to be chilling at best, as both hoses for the helmet are attached to his back to provide oxygen. This was Cole Anderson, the mad man to many, a killer to all...
[spoiler]Open, old members may have remembered or forgotten lol and new ones, well, have a good time.[/spoiler]
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 4/16/2016 11:50:12 AMHmm... Seems good
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He doesn't turn around, but slightly acknowledges you. "What does?"
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*Peaks out from a nearby tree, muttering* "Cole....." *Grips my Gunblade Handle*
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Edited by H3ADSH0T DUDE: 4/16/2016 6:00:25 AM"Zane, nice hearing from you again, I mean- no I don't, although I don't seek Combat at least, not at this moment in time." His voice seemed more gruff due to the helmet containing his respirator, his trench coat remains static as the winds stop, but rain continues to fall.
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*Comes out and walks a bit closer* "Thought you were killed a long time ago....."
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Edited by H3ADSH0T DUDE: 4/16/2016 6:12:09 AM"That's what they all thought, though I don't you blame either." He turns around, looking at you. "Now, what brings you to an outlaw such as myself? You wouldn't want to fight a crippled man, now would you?" His voice went from cold to taunting, he smirks behind the helmet and chuckles a bit.
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"Old and Crippled? You shouldn't make jokes....." *Channels the lightning from the storm to cause a bolt of lightning to strike near you* "Your a killer, a mercenary. If your here, it's for one reason only." *Gets in a battle stance, my aura surrounding me* "To kill....."
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"Old, possibly, crippled, as you could imagine. Why can't you allow people to change, also I said I don't wish for combat, only talk."
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*Lowers my blade a bit* "Why are you here Cole? Why have you returned?"
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He gestures towards the Dojo, that is close by. "To check up on the old place of course! Why else?"
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*Lowers my blade to my side* "Last time you came, you ended up killing a member....." *Channels more energy from the storm* "So il ask again; Why are you here?"
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"Ah, you see that everything changes even I. Everyone deserves a second chance, why can't I have one, just because I killed a man? Give me a break. Seeing almost being a matte black visor feels like a void, no emotion being displayed what so ever.
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*Releases the energy, lightning striking around us* "You get one chance.....If you try to kill someone else....." *Aims my Gunblade* "Il end you where you stand."
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"Don't worry about me of course, if you keep me monitored..." He then turns back to the gravestone, seemingly kneeling down to it.
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"Paying respects? Who's grave is that?"
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"Actually I'm not, this is probably one of many victims of mine, He'd still be walking if I didn't catch the man first."
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Edited by XxZANExX13: 4/16/2016 6:56:30 AM"Huh" *Lowers my blade* "it's late. And I grow tired of standing in the rain. Il be seeing ya around" *Sheaths my blade and turns, walking away*
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*leyla walks past splashing in puddles on the road next to the cemetery* "Oh i do love feel of rain on my skin" *she closes eyes and lets the rain hit her face but completely oblivious to the fact that there someone in cemetery as she splashes in puddles with her bare webbed feet*
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Cole hears though he focuses on the Graves much more. "It seems people are just coming in now..." He firmly grasps the handle of Sorrow, one of his two .357 Revolvers.
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*leyla starts muttering to herself as she stand there the rain dripping down but doesn't realize that your within earshot* "I wonder how people would take if they found out that i have third form thats sealed for away my own safety and there's. Plus that and im half of..."
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He slowly releases Sorrow from its holster, still not even looking, though you see his back turned with a odd backpack of sort, his breathing becomes slower than normal giving an more eerie vibe to the area. "Does no one know the sound of silence?"
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Edited by VengefulSiren: 4/16/2016 6:05:30 AM*she gets startled by hearing your causing her to jump and slip on a patch making her fall on her rump* "oh sorry i'll leave " *slips a couple more times while getting to her feet and standing up then starts walking a couple feet away*
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He fires off Sorrow, one of his two .357 Revolvers next to your foot purposefully to cause alarm. He then turns, looking at you. "What brings you in these parts? I'd wish to know."
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Edited by VengefulSiren: 4/16/2016 6:22:35 AM*jumps and slips in a puddle making her fall down then hit her knee against a sharp rock cutting it.* "Just out walking trying to clear my head" *she gets up and looks at her bleeding knee* "Damn that hurt"
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"Clearing out what and why here out of all places?" He the places Sorrow back into his holster.
