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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Royal Blade:
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[b][i][u]Sword in Stone[/u][/i][/b]
[b]A storm raged throughout the Land, thunder flashing through the sky.
This storm did not feel natural, there was a certain air to it. A dark one
A bolt of lightning struck the main courtyard, leaving a sword stabbed into The ground in front of the cherry blossom tree.
The storm vanished suddenly, and after a few moments a small crowd of guards had gathered around the sword, Royal at head. [/b]
"Behold! The great sword Exaclibur!"
[spoiler]Open! [/spoiler]
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"Let's see, Alpha. 15, brother to Beta. Good kid for the most part."
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"uh huh.....what else?"
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"I believe your real name is Alex? Not sure about that."
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"Anything else?" He clenched his jaw
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"Nah I think that's it..."
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[i]A large man in combat boots, jeans, a bright blue shirt, and a leather jacket approached the stone. It hadn't been here earlier, at least, not by his memory. As such, this was either sorcery or a scam. Fenrir liked neither. Still, he felt a pull to it, the same pull one feels when in a group of friends who begin to compare their relative strengths. It was a simple contest, and one he accepted. The Wolf marched on up to the stone, no one else approaching. He looked up at the man who was announcing for this thing.[/i] "[b]Where did this come from? Is it sorcery, a scam, or legitimate?[/b]"
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"Oh this very much legitimate Fenrir, The Wolf. Why don't you give it a go??"
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"[b]...I have never met you before. How do you know my names?[/b]" [i]His eyes narrowed at the other man, his attention swiftly shifting from the sword in the stone to this announcer. To those standing around him, it seemed to grow hotter.[/i]
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"How would i not?" [b]Royal turned to Fenrir[/b] "I'm a sensei! It's my job to know everyone"
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"[b]...[/b]" [i]He squinted a second more, then sighed, throwing up his arm in a dismissive manner as he turned to the blade in the rock. There was history in that sword, beyond even the Arthurian legends. It was ancient, powerful, and righteous. He could feel it's history, age, and power flowing off of it in waves, but he could also feel it's righteousness, holiness, and virtuosity. He was certain he would fail. He didn't even know what he would do if he somehow did not. He already had a sword, one of greater age, but of far less renown. It suited him, and he it. So, if by some miracle he pulled this sword from the stone, he had no idea what he'd do with it. Still, he had come this far. He walked up to the stone, taking the hilt in both hands, and pulled with all his strength, the Yodünfire coursing through him and strengthening him further.[/i]
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[b]The sword, did not budge. It's history of great kings cutting to a halt within his mind. There was an odd silence from the ground as the sensei grabbed the bottom part of the hilt, pulling upwards with him. Combined, the sword caused the ground to crack in several directions, then suddenly a light explosion happened and the two were knocked backwards.[/b]
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[spoiler]Wait, wut? Wut just happened?[/spoiler] [i]Fenrir, somewhat dazed and confused, came crashing to the ground just in front of the crowd. He groaned as he lifted his head to look upon the stone and the sword, also looking for the man who had Calle shim self a "Sensei." Seeking to find if he was alright, the Wolf swiftly climbed to his feet, looking around the area of the explosion.[/i]
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[spoiler]The sword is confused mwuhahahahaha[/spoiler] [b]Royal was on the ground somewhat near Fenrir. his armor steaming, and the sword trapped in place.[/b]
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[i]Artemis had been doing her daily run when the sword came down. She jumps a little before taking a few deep breathes and calming down.[/i] "A-A sword? Really?"
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"It seems that way... yes." [b]Royal wrapped his hand around the hilt, pulling upwards with no avail[/b]
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[i]Artemis chuckles a little and walks up to the sword.[/i] "Why even try? You're not King Arthur are you?"
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"No, i am not." [b]Royal took a step back[/b] "But Arthur is dead, so why not try try to find someone worthy of its blade?
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[i]Artemis rolls her eyes.[/i] "Well, I know I'm not. I've never really done anything notable...but why not try?" [i] Artemis looks the sword over before placing two hands on the hilt of the sword and attempting to pull it out.[/i]
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[b]Nothing, the sword didn't budge[/b] "I have no wonder what it's standards actually are..."
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[i]Artemis sighs in disappointment.[/i] "I hope it didn't reject me because I'm a girl. That would piss me off."
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"I dont think the sword has a concept of gender."
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"What do you think the standards could be?"
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"Perhaps someone of royal blood, who is kind, and just?
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[i]Artemis snickers.[/i] "I bet Iso could pick it up then. That would be funny."
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"Iso? Oh yeah mean the girl previously known as Pan."
