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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/24/2016 4:12:20 AM
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"That IS a very excellent question, but to keep things short you may refer to me as Ghiaccio. As for attacking this place? I have a personal...quarrel you may call it against a few people here. Honestly the most damage I've done is this building."
He replied, dusting himself off before looking at the duo.
"So...a Giant man with a hammer and an elderly man with a book. How surprising."
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[u]Chuckling, Balthazar backs off, letting Po walk forwards.[/u] B:"[i]What's surprising is I haven't smashed your face in. Luckily, Po asked me to... Stay back on this one. It seems he didn't take to kindly to your "old man with a book" comment.[/i]" [u]Walking forwards, Po flips open his book to a page splattered with dried blood and other bodily fluids.[/u] P:"[i]What I'm going to do to you is much worse then what would happen if Balthazar was allowed to fight you. I can't let somebody destroy the Dojo, no matter their reasoning.[/i]"
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Edited by Thot Slayer Emps: 12/24/2016 4:33:36 AMHe scoffed. "I politely said elderly, not old. But fine, I shall fight you with my own weapon Mr....?" Ghiaccio said, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a peculiar object, it is as a sphere, plated, with a superficial, knob on its top; standing on the treads of a tank at its sides; embedded in front by a ferret-skull with the addition of a downward dagger on the forehead, an articulate jaw, and a short spike as a nose. "My Judgement will decide." The mini-tank dropped to the ground, approaching the duo as the Vampire started to back away. [spoiler]yes I may or may not have stolen that[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]UGH, it's a fuсking killer queen bomb fuсkery... Well, i'll play that damn game.[/spoiler] [u]Raising his arm above the page, blood seeps from the pages in a seemingly endless manner. Pouring out like a fountain, it funnels around Po like a calm river of tranquility.[/u] "[i]So, a stand user... From what I've heard, those are all the rage now. Excuse my old ways, but I still prefer good old fashioned necromancy... Even if it is killing me.[/i]" [u]Thrusting his hand forwards, the blood charges in a thick wave towards Ghiaccio, crashing into and hopefully pushing away the bomb in the process.[/u]
