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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/2/2016 3:10:38 AM
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[i]A man walked into the dojo's sparring room and set it to look like a stereotypical office. His name was Charlie. He's a handsome psychiatrist who has come to evaluate the mental state of the Dojo. All dojo members are required to meet him for his collection of data.[/i]
[spoiler]Open to everyone! And no this isn't actually required, but you'll be missing out if you don't reply.[/spoiler]
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[i]The handle scorches her hand causing third degree burns as the door opens.[/i] "Oh, my did the door burn you? Poor little girl. Let me help you." [i]Charlie healed her burns as Chuck teleported behind her, grabbed her by one of her legs and threw her. When she landed he teleported to her again and this time twisted her leg the opposite direction.[/i] "Oh, so close."
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[i]Alyssa let out a yell of pain, then slammed her left palm onto the floor, yelling again, however it was brisk and more of a way to focus mana. A spike rose from the ground, breaking the speed of sound as it rushed towards Chuck, seemingly made of titanium; alchemic transmutation.[/i] ((MP= 600 - x)) ((MP= 600 - 100)) ((MP= 500))
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[i]The spikes seem to make Chuck have a weird glitch look to him, but pass through him. Alyssa can feel her throat heat up to very painful levels and becomes unable to breathe for the moment.[/i] "I think I'm done with this yelling. Doesn't make you the least bit attractive, deary. Now, give in to me." [i] [u]Just hold on.[/u] Charlie's voice is now extremely clear as if he were next to her.[/i]
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[i]She grit her teeth, backing away from Chuck, clutching at her throat as she struggled to get a breath of air, not wanting to choke to death before Charlie could get there.[/i]
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[i]Chuck materialized a dagger that glowed a faint red as he walked around her in a circle. [u]Hold on.[/u][/i] "Seems like you've got nothing left." [u]Just hold on![/u] "Hmm... This is getting old and I shouldn't keep [b]them[/b] waiting." [i][u]Please, don't die on me![/u][/i]
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[i]Alyssa slapped the ground again with her left hand, and from behind the desk, a titanium fist extended, slamming the desk into the air, heading straight for Chuck as an alchemic rune glowed bright blue on her left palm. [u]I'm waiting,[/u] she thought back to Charlie, knowing enough about telepathy to know that it worked both ways.[/i]
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[i]The desk stopped midair. Chuck then kneeled over Alyssa, grabbing her wrist and started scraping the knife along her skin.[/i] "Nice knowing you." [i]Just as Chuck pulls back the knife and starts to stab Alyssa with it, Charlie appears in between them. The knife goes through his chest and blood splatters on Alyssa's face.[/i] Charlie: "Made it. Now....run...." [i]Charlie spins around punches Chuck in the face. The two men stand up in fighting stances with the knife still lodged in Charlie's chest.[/i] Chuck: "There we go brother. Fight me."
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[i]Alyssa's eyes widened as the knife went through Charlie's chest. She wasn't going to survive this long just to see Charlie die. She didn't know what to do; to run, and constantly feel guilty, or to stay, and most likely die. She decided that she'd rather do the latter, and that if Charlie died... then she'd have to die, as well, then.[/i]
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Edited by Cthulhu Agent: 10/3/2016 10:10:08 PM[i]Charlie was visibly swaying from the wound. Chuck leaped at him and punched several times in the head before taking the knife and twisting it further in Charlie's chest.[u]Run.[/u][\i] Chuck: "Just die already, brother."
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[i]Alyssa did indeed run. Without thinking, she sprinted right towards Charlie, and rammed into him, knocking him out of the way, the knife being pulled from Chuck's grasp as she pulled the knife from Charlie's chest. Looking at Charlie with a horrible sadness in her eyes, she knew that there was no possible way for him to survive that wound; well, there was one way, however that would kill Alyssa. She turned to Chuck, hatred clear in her bright green eyes, and her conflicting emotions easily read on her face. She now knew that attacking Chuck would accomplish nothing, however she threw the knife with pinpoint accuracy, straight at Chuck's heart.[/i] ((Yeah, that's what Alyssa would do. Literally push Charlie out of the way and get herself killed trying to save him.))
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[i]To Alyssa's surprise the knife lodged itself into Chuck's chest. Blood started soaking through his shirt as he fell to his knees. Chuck spoke between coughs of blood.[/i] "You b*tch." [i]He then looked over at Charlie.[/i] "And you...." [i]The red in Chuck's eyes withered away and was replaced by his natural brown color.[/i] "...you were always the creative one. Hacking into their controls, ha." [i]Charlie limped over to Chuck and held him in his arms.[/i] "You can't die, Chuck. All three of us can get out of here. You know I can figure this out." [i]Chuck chuckled.[/i] "There's nothing to figure out this time, Charlie. We both know that no one can go through that door alive unless one of us dies. You haven't fallen as far as I have under their control, any second now I could lose control." [i]Chuck looks over at Alyssa.[/i] "Come over here and twist this knife, will ya? Take care of my brother. I failed, but maybe you'll have some luck." [i]Charlie held his brother close, in tears. Chucks eyes were starting to turn red again...[/i]
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"I'm sorry, Charlie," [i]Alyssa whispered, walking over to Chuck, and twisting the knife inside his chest, aiming to further stab it through his heart and widen the wound. She didn't know how Charlie would react to her doing such a horrible deed, but she was rather a selfish person inside. Selfish when it came to these sort of things.[/i]
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[i]Chuck lurched forward, but Charlie held him down. Chuck's body twitched and jolted around, but soon started to fade. Upon fully fading his voice could be heard.[/i] "Charlie, remember to watch out for Charlotte. She'll be coming for you. And you, Miss Alyssa, when you're transported out of here you may have to find assistance without Charlie's help sadly. With his wound he may die in the transfer. Goodbye you two and have a nice life. Transfer from room number 1001 1110 to designation dojo courtyard in 3...2...1..." [i]Shortly after "1" Alyssa's vision went blank and she felt immense pain. After a few seconds she was in the courtyard, laying next to a limp and possibly dead Charlie. [/i]
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[i]Alyssa shrieked, and quickly ran over to Charlie, pulling off his shirt, her bright green eyes examining the placement of the wound. If it was placed in just the right spot, she'd be able to heal him without using a swisido rune, however she didn't dare get her hopes up.[/i]
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[i]The knife was right around the edge of his heart. Too close for Alyssa to tell it was actually hit or not. His breathing was extremely shallow.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa took a deep breath, pulling out her pen, and beginning to scrawl a complicated rune just underneath the knife wound. She soon finished, and the rune glowed, beginning to mend the wound on Charlie's chest extraordinarily carefully; flesh regrowing, skin stitching itself back together, and blood regenerating quickly inside his body. However, if the knife had struck Charlie's heart, then that wound would stay. Alyssa gulped, and her job was done; all she could do was hope that Charlie wouldn't die.[/i] ((MP= 500 - x)) ((MP= 500 - 50)) ((MP= 450))
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[i]The rune had no affect. Charlie's mouth barely moved as he tried to speak.[/i] "Get...t-the..." [i]His one arm slowly moved to his left, but before he could point at something it stopped. His breathing is now irregular and his eye color fading.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa turned her head towards where Charlie pointed, frantically searching for what he needed. She didn't think about what would happen if Charlie died, or at least she tried not to.[/i]
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Edited by Cthulhu Agent: 10/4/2016 1:57:08 AM[i]Charlie lightly grabbed onto Alyssa's forearm. When she looked at him his eyes were now blue and he had the exact same smile from the first time she walked through the door.[/i] "Stop. Everything is alright. Because of you I got to live and get out of room for once." [i]Tears ran down his cheek.[/i] "I'll be okay, just go find help for yourself. You're hurt and need help. Be selfish and leave me."
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"N-no...." [i]Tears were forming in Alyssa's eyes, wondering how he could be smiling with such a wound.[/i] "If you want me to be selfish, then I'm staying right here," [i]She said, grasping Charlie's arm as she continued frantically searching for whatever it was.[/i] "Just... just don't die.... If you die, I swear to God I'll kill you...."
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[i]She stumbles upon a strange.copper coin. One side was completely black from a burn mark and the other had some strange etchings on it.[/i] "Alyssa, that's swee..." [i]His eyes rolled back and his breathing stopped.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa couldn't believe it. She held back hysteria, quickly grabbing the coin, and placing her in her right palm as she knelt besides Charlie's neck. Placing her right palm so the coin was pressed to Charlie's chest, her left hand on top of it, she began chest compressions, trying to get him to breath. Placing her lips on Charlie's, she continued to provide CPR, rather frantically and desperate.[/i]
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[i]Charlie's breathing starts back up, but it's extremely shallow.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa continued the CPR, careful not to get her hopes up, although it wasn't easy, her heart jumping as Charlie began to breath. She tried flipping the coin, to see if that did anything.[/i]
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[i]His breathing stopped and all of visible vains started turning black. His muscles spasming at random.[/i]
