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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/10/2016 11:07:21 PM
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[b]Cowboys from Hell // VR Simulation // 4:12 PM // Marshal JT. [/b]
[i]Commerce and cars created a white noise in the background of the city's marketplace in the poorer district of Padras, as the Frontiersman stood in the dead centre of the entire place, his ten foot tall suit of armour and blackened duster keeping him as the focal point to the curiosity that many of the beggars and low-class citizens had.
JT was visiting the city in the country of Cylak because he was bored of the Dojo's rolling hills and whining citizens, and wanted to return to a place where even the robotic police droids were programmed to not -blam!- with the common man. The majority wad full of junkies and wannabe gangsters, but they wouldn't deter JT. He grew up here, he knew Cylak. [/i]
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[spoiler]Imagine Cyberpunk Texas, so Deus Ex in Dallas, Texas, with a bunch of drugs and crime. [/spoiler]
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[i]Charlotte only weighed as much as a normal women her size.[/i] "I-I just don't know if I....Try to make the deal with Charlie first. I'm not a guarantee like he is and Charlotte could use a little romance."
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[i]"Yeah, you just try," JT said as he walked bsck to a campsite outside Dojoville. That was where he stayed usually. [/i]
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[i]Chuck walks the other way. The sleeping Charlotte moves a little in her sleep.[/i]
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[i]Soon charlotte awoke in a bed, an hour later. Though it looked to be in a wooden house, and the room had a few knick knacks lying about. [/i]
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[i]Charlotte slowly sits up in bed and looks around in confusion.[/i]
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[i]The house was silent. [/i]
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[i]Charlotte stands up.[/i] "H-Hello?!"
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[i]"Finally woke up?" The voice of JT calls out from the next room. "I found you passed out at the Dojo gates." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte slowly walks to the doorframe and leans on it.[/i] "You didn't take advantage of my defenslessness, did you?"
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[i]"I ain't screwing you tonight, can't. Your slavers agreed to one night of romance that you'll be able to remember afterwards, so I'm not -blam!-ing it up for you." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte raises a brow.[/i] "Slavers? I think the fighting has gotten to your head." [i]Charlotte giggles.[/i] "Unless this is some sort of erotic role play you've made up." [i]Chuck holds up a sign in a window.[/i] [u]I may have overdone the memory wipe. No worries, she'll remember this night. Make it a good one![/u]
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[i][b]She -blam!-able? [/b]JT asks on a note he held to the window for Chuck. [/i]
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[i]Chuck shakes his head. Charlotte looks at JT's note in confusion.[/i] "Of course you can f*ck me. You know I'm always up for sex."
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[i]"I can't Char, that ain't how this works sadly." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte rolls her eyes and walks into the room.[/i] "This is some weird foreplay, sweetie. Can we just cuddle and have some fun?"
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[i]"We can cuddle, but I ain't putting it in you, sorry." [/i]
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[i]Charlotte shrugs and lays down on a couch.[/i] "If you're not in the mood I get it. Now, how was your day?"
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[i]"Boring," JT replied as he thought on the events that transpired. He wasn't exactly bored nor is he, though there are some truths he kept tucked away. The cowboy stood up from his desk and put the quill back in an inkwell, as he shut the blinds that were before the desk and sat at the couch Charlotte was on, up by her legs. "How's it been for you?" [/i]
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[i]Charlotte looks puzzled.[/i] "Huh, I can't remember a blasted thing. I guess it was uneventful...." [i]Charlotte raises her leg so JT can see up her small skirt. There was no underwear.[/i]
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[i]JT was so tempted that you could practically see the lust in his eyes, but he was a man of willpower and the want to actually be in a relationship, so he didn't do it. Instead he just threw on the TV, starting up an episode of the Big Bang Theory because that was the first thing that popped into mind. "So how're your brothers doing?" [/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 12/12/2016 4:23:02 AM[i]Charlotte giggles and lowers her leg.[/i] "Brothers? You mean, Chuck? He's still sad about what WM Corp. forced him to do."
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[i]"What did he do?" [/i]
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[i]Charlotte looks at the TV.[/i] "Y'know, he r*ped and sexually tortured women for info which made him think about his dead daughter. Sasha, such a cute lil girl."
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[i]"Damn... That's -blam!-ed up." [/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 12/12/2016 4:29:04 AM[i]Charlotte shrugs as Chuck's crying can just barely be heard outside.[/i] "It's all in the past. He has to remember that."
