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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/21/2016 9:32:02 PM
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[u][i][b]Dojo Wall, 1053 hours[/b][/i][/u]
*Mortar, blade in hand, walks up to the Bounty wall, looking for any familiar heads he could collect a bounty on, when he sees something interesting.*
Wait... Is that... No...
*He takes one sheet of paper off the wall. On the paper is a detailed sketch of a man in his forties. A sly grin lay on his face and some blonde hair covers his left eye... which is black. In fact, both his eyes are black, just two empty voids, the pupils a dark crimson. This certainly sent up some red flags to Mortar, who was briskly pacing to his house, Mion quickly following him.*
Mion: You okay? You look stressed.
Mortar: Not really Mion. Look who this is. Who does it look like?
*He shows the picture to Mion, a surprised look on his face*
Mion: Mortar, this almost looks like you, but you don't have blonde hair.
Mortar: I know I don't!
*After a moment Mortar gets to his house. After a few seconds to unlock and open his door, he heads straight for his "Library" for anything that can help him*
Mortar: Alright, you are wanted for murder, treason, and robbery. Where did you come from...
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[b]Tubbs is asleep in the library, on top of a bookshelf[/b]
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Tubbs, what are you doing here?
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[b]he falls off the shelf, startled[/b] Wat
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How'd you get in here Tubbs? I thought I locked the door
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Portals.
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Well can't argue there... What ARE you doing here anyway, I'm sure it's not to say hi and catch up with me or whatever, lest you're here to boast about how you also died and came back...
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Edited by JealousOrc: 11/25/2016 3:22:39 PMMeh. Dying and coming back is kind of old now. I just came because my writer was bored. So, anything new?
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Well, other than this... *He shows Tubbs the picture
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You're wanted now huh? Welcome to the club!
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Wait, what? That's not me
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Oh. So, scratch turning you in... well he looks like you though.
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He does, but the thing is he's much more clever than I am, and can convince anyone to kill themselves. That does NOT sound like me.
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Ok, now we're talking baby. [b]he walks over and grabs the picture[/b] Want me to super speed around everywhere until I find him or would that make it too easy?
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No, I wanna find him. We... have some history
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Fun. Need any help at all?
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Well you could come with me, help assess the damage...
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Sure. Leggo!
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Cool. *Mortar takes the book with him as he walks out the front door, waiting for Tubbs*
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[b]Tubbs follows[/b]
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*As Mortar walks, he flips through the book he has for any matching pictures* Hey, Tubbs. What did you feel when you were dead?
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I'd rather not talk about it.
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Hm? Oh, okay, I get it.
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So... is this crime scene far away?
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The Dojoville plaza, actually
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That's a thing? [spoiler]so far away...[/spoiler] [spoiler]we've been walking forever[/spoiler]
