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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Atom:
9/13/2016 7:19:51 PM
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[b]Ace leaned back upon his throne of lies, deceit and control in the dojo. In all honesty, "throne" wasn't a great word to describe a single comfy chair. He seemed to be conversing with a burly man to his side, with Ace's voice doing the most talking.[/b]
I'm telling you! I can do it! Here, everyone is either powerful, had a messed up past or present! Don't you realize?! You fool! That makes them easy to manipulate! Black mail, and do such things. Yes my friend, brains over brawn. And with this place? I have a clear advantage.
[b]Ace chuckles before looking out through the door frame to you. He simply waves, oncologist to whether or not you heard the small speech. Or perhaps he didn't care. Either way. [/b]
[spoiler]Open! [/spoiler]
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*Rather than seeing a familiar face he sees a pair of blazing crimson eyes glaring back at him. The body that the eyes belong to doesn't appear to be as strong as some other people around here, he is actually rather thin, and you can make out his ribs under his skin tight cotton valhite shirt*
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Woah, calm down with the headlights man! [b]He chuckles at the joke before speaking again.[/b] Jeez, you had to put them on "extra bright" didn't you? [b]Adjusting the bowler cap and shuffling a deck of cards, he invites you in with a wave.[/b] Sit down, popcorn is almost ready! Placing a few bets here and there.
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*He looks around, mako sure no one is watching him, and he walks in, slightly hesitantly. He seems ready to fend off an attacker rather than place some bets*
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Sit down, sit down! [b]He gestured to a small wooden chair in the corner.[/b] The best part about here is watching the edgelords and gods duke it out, trying to figure out who had the biggest di- ego. [b]He chuckles and leans back once more.[/b] Your name?
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*He does as told and sits in the chair* Name's Mortar. If it's the king pin you want, it's gotta be the Deity over there. *He points to the Deity, probably training or flexing or something* He's pretty much the Commander here, heard he usurped the old leader.
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Oh no, I'm here only to make everyone's like bed as miserable as possible! And perhaps earn some money off it! [b]He shuffled the deck of cars and places it on a table, easy enough to reach.[/b] Shall we play a game?
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Eh, screw it, maybe a round or two. But if you cheat you're gonna have a knife in your throat.
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I doubt it. Killing a man for cheating in cards would probably be enough to get you removed here. [b]The man splits the deck in two, a thin line of cards upon the middle.[/b] Besides, it's not the type of game. Pick are card, any card!
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Yeah, I know I'm not gonna do that. But it probably wouldn't get me removed. *He hesitantly picks up a card*
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Really? So killing someone innocent is not enough? This place is evil! [b]He puts the rest of the deck away as you look at the "Five of hearts."[/b] Now concentrate, that's no card. Flip it over. You'll see that it will disappear in your hand, and reappear in my deck!
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I mean, yeah, there would be consequences, but not as severe if this ends up being some sorta voodoo black magic trick *He does as told and flips the card over*
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[b]It did as he said, disappearing and reappearing in his pocket.[/b] No, don't worry. I'm simply here to give this gym a little bit of brain to deal with. Of course, I've heard almost everyone here has a tragic backstory! That is no invitation, either...
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Ah, so you just wanna see how much someone gets pissed at you for giving them something to think about
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Indeed. Who here is truly a hero? Hmm? Or is everyone just a guy with a messed up past, who's become powerful because of it? Cliche if you ask me! [b]Je places the deck down again and puts his feet on the table, smiling under his hat. [/b] Wouldn't you say?
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Trust me, I know. I wouldn't say that you are a hero if you destroy a whole planet as aftermath of the Lenny Wars
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So! Who here can I convince to commit suicide? Shall we judge? I know swear people are edgelords, but who's the worst? Maybe you, headlights?
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Woah, woah, WAIT! Killing one person over cards is one thing but convincing them to kill themselves? That's REAL -blam!-ed up!
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Only they take their life in the end. Not convince, more... Speed along the process. Make sure they can't recover.
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Either way it's -blam!-ed up
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As a magician we have a phrase. "It all relies on perspective." Perhaps I'm doing them a favor?
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Eh, probably not. Most of these guys are so messed up that they couldn't kill themselves if they wanted to, myself included
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So, your a invincible? Or is it something else?
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Nah, not invincible. It's this Digi Reconstruction thing, brings us back to life usually
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Hm. Can you still feel pain? [b]With a single question, his already dark eyes seemed to hollow out, turning blank and black. Perhaps there was something behind this husk. [/b]
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Sorta... *It is clear he's getting pissed as well, his eyes begin getting darker until they are black with crimson pupils. He slowly forms his blade, a four and a half foot long dark blue katana broadsword mix. When fully formed, ominous emerald green flames dance around the blade*
