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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/11/2016 1:37:21 AM
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[b][i][u]The Child Outcast[/u][/i][/b]
As Stinger walks towards the Dojo, the thought that he doesn't belong comes to his mind. Not only is he rather young, but he has no real weapons, only his wit. Then again, he has no where better to go, no family to love him or miss him. Maybe he does belong. As he grows closer to the Dojo, he begins to see people also going to the Dojo. He doesn't see one person younger than him entering, only taller and older and far tougher looking people. The thought that maybe he should turn around comes back, but he wills himself to keep going. He still sees no one younger than him. As he reaches the courtyard full of sparring people, he looks around and is terrified. Suddenly, the thought that he may get seriously injured crosses his mind. But he doesn't give in, he wills himself forward.
[spoiler]Open, don't beat me too badly[/spoiler]
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"It's like tuning a car... just a little more computer stuff." [i]He said.[/i] "I really don't care if you touch anything. Nothing here's all that hard to fix."
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"Yep, because I can do that as well" James joked. "I don't really care if it's easily fixed, I'd feel super guilty if i broke anything, even on accident." He added
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[i]Watcher merely shrugged. He was fairly easy-going as a person. Despite his trust issues, he seemed to be fairly ok with James being around him, at least at this point.[/i]
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James kept looking around the place. "It's a nice place, cool suits. I should get a place, honestly."
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"I don't think Rose would mind if you crashed here. There's an extra bedroom up here, actually. She's a sucker for kids, dude... well, reasonably. Considering you have nowhere to stay, she'd probably let you hang here." [i]He said, shrugging.[/i]
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"That'd... Yeah, that'd be great." James blushed
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 12/17/2016 4:17:21 AMDouble post
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[spoiler]Just so you know for future reference, there's no direct way into the courtyard. You have to go through the gates, which requires someone to open them for you. Just so you know [/spoiler] [b]A man's voice spoke out, coming from the boy's right hand side [/b] "Hey there kiddo."
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[spoiler]My bad, it's my first time[/spoiler] Stinger continued looking forward, considering what to say. "Hello. If I may ask, who are you?" Stinger looked forward yet as he awaited a response.
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[spoiler]Oh no dude its fine! I understand. Just for future reference and characters.[/spoiler] [b]The man sounded much closer now, as if standing right by him [/b] "Name's Royal. You can call me Roy."
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"Well, hey Roy. My name is James but everyone cool calls me Stinger." Stinger took notice in that Roy was moving closer to him. "Do you think I belong here? I think I'm too young. The people here scare me" Stinger hadn't a clue why he trusted Roy, but he just had an air about him. Stinger looked all around him and saw the people, all older than him, sparring. He felt scared, terrified even. He knew that if he wasn't extremely careful, he'd get hurt or maybe die. Then he'd never be able to seek vengeance. Stinger decided to reach for his knife, in case.
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[b]Roy ruffled the boy's Hair [/b] "You? I think you'd fit in perfectly. Quincy is fourteen or fifteen I think. And Sketch has a few kids. But being terrified... Now that is something you shouldn't be. No one here will hurt you, and there are much worse things out there."
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[b]Stinger takes his hand off of his knife[/b] [i]No need to get super paranoid, Roy seems nice enough.[/i] "Thanks Roy, I mean it. I might have to meet Quincy. I know I shouldn't be scared of them, but look at them... Their abilities are awesome. So are their weapons. All I can do is slow down time and move quick. I wouldn't last three seconds in a fight." Stinger felt the fear start to fade away, Roy was helping him for sure. [i]Maybe this place isn't so bad after all.[/i]
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"Well Kiddo. You shouldn't underestimate yourself. Time powers are an incredible ability and you could definitely defeat some of these guys with an ability like that." [b]Royal removed his hand, placing his hand on his hips and stretching backwards [/b]
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"I don't know, someone with a stand could probably kill me in seconds. I want one of those, but Sarah said I probably can't get one. I just want to avenge my parents, but I don't know if I have the power in me." Stinger decided that now might be a good time to show off his power. He slowed time by thinking of time in slow motion. Eventually it just became that way. He walked past Roy and saw his head begin to turn to where Stinger was. [i]Better go fast[/i] He went behind Roy and took a knife off of his belt. He walked back to where he was and turned time back to normal. He handed the knife to Roy, turned and smirked. "I guess it's not that bad after all"
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[b]Roy didn't even mind, he took the knife back which was actually quite elegant A soft leather grip wrapped around a smooth oak like wood handle. The handle seems to form into the dark metallic blade, rather than being two separate pieces. On the blade, the words "Do not forget those who hurt you" are written on it. Royal smirked back at James, obviously approving of it [/b] "See what'd I tell you? Now, if you need help avenging your parents then I can help."
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Edited by ZooooWeeeeMama: 12/11/2016 5:57:43 AM"I would greatly appreciate that, thanks" Stinger looked over and grabbed his own knife. "My knife sucks, yours is so cool."
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"Who this'll be fun. Who we going after?"
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"Well... The thing is... I don't exactly know. I've never seen them. I don't even know their names." Stingers face grew red, and he was embarrassed
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"Well, information gathering. This is even better." [b]Royal smiled, mostly to himself [/b] "Take me to the scene of the crime."
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Stinger led Roy to a room first to get some supplies. As they approached, Roy couldn't help but admire Stinger's looks, particularly his firm, tight youthful buttocks. "Sure would love to show him MY stinger", Roy mused wistfully. Stinger entered the room, which appeared more luxurious than the other rooms for the Dojo guests. Along with a dresser and closet, a queen sized bed took up most of the space. Next to the bed was a door to an adjacent bathroom. "Let me change into something a little more comfortable..",Stinger purred, shaking his hips from side to side as he entered the bathroom and closed the door. Ray was feeling a burning sensation in his loins, begging for release. He knew it was his duty, no, his destiny, to de flower the youth and show him all of his moves. "A worthy apprentice,"Ray concluded. The door opened and out strode Stinger, wearing nothing but an open bathrobe. Ray basked in the glory of his new apprentice; his puny legs, his insignificant genitals, his lack of an pubic hair. Ray knew it was a lot of ploughing work ahead to make Stinger's youthful, almost feminine physique more manly. "This is the crime scene,"Stinger said huskily, smiling slightly at this large hunk of man flesh. "Ready to show me YOUR stinger?" Roy smiled, feeling his stinger strain against his pants. He looked into the young boy's playful eyes, his own voice low and baritone,"it's like you read my mind...".
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... Would judge it harshly but it wasn't even that bad
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I know right? I couldn't stop laughing while typing but now I'm like shit someone's gonna keep it going and it's gonna turn into a script for DoJo: Gay Racist Bodybuilders Unite
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Next time on DeDojo!
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"This [b]will[/b] be good." [b]James led Roy to his old house where the gang members broke in[/b] "When I was a baby, they broke in. My mom barely had time to hide me before she was killed alongside my dad. They said they owed a debt or something." James eyes started to tear up thinking about it.
