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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Trashcan Jesus:
4/2/2017 3:35:40 AM
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[b][i]From the Fatherland to the Desert to the East; to the Jungle and to the Dojo[/i][/b]
[b]Dojo Gates, Nightfall[/b]
[i]The soldier approached the gates, intrigued by the great structure that stood before him. He'd never seen anything like in in all his forty-seven years, not in the USSR, not at El Alamein, and not in his homeland. It was an architecture he was unfamiliar with, for he had never been to the Orient, only to Rhodesia and the Congo, and African culture was far removed from that of Asia. To the more well-equipped and powerful individuals, he perhaps did not look like much, a soldier simply wearing combat fatigues and his bandoliers, a rifle on his back, the weapon a British L1A1, a pistol on his left hip, a P08 Luger, a machete on his right, and a knife in a sheath on his bandolier.
He bore camouflage face paint, a jungle scheme, his pants bearing a jungle scheme as well. However, his shirt bore a rather interesting brown pea-pod design, something that looked older than the pants. He had the sleeves rolled up, his arms dirty, as if he had been in combat recently. What stood out, however, was the patch on his collar and the pin on his hat. Two Armenian runes, lightning bolts, white on a black background. The pin on his hat a silver skull and crossbones. The hair that stuck out from beneath it was a greying blonde, slicked back almost formally. He was a large man, muscular like a soldier, his eyes piercing, his face sharp and angular, showing his age and all that he had seen. Looking to the wall in amazement, he shouted, his voice carrying his German accent clearly, though he spoke in English.[/i]
"Hello?
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
English
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Mechanist poked his head over the outer wall, waving his metal-feathered arm down at the man." "Hello there! What brings you here, O' traveler of ages past!" Crawling over the wall, he falls to the ground. After cursing for a moment, the automaton stands brushing itself off. On his back was a futuristic looking shotgun and rifle, the rifle having a crank on one side. Several metal irises shifted at him.
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"You are a... talking machine?" [i]The German said, eying him as he spoke. In all of his lifetime, he'd never seen anything like such a being.[/i]
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"Not just a talking machine. A thinking one too. And I would pay mind to your elders, I'm almost forty-thousand this month. Sonny." Mechanists clockwork beak contorted into something mildly resembling a smile.
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"Impossible. Mankind has not been around zat long. Are you a product of zhe Americans? Perhaps zhe Soviets?" [i]He retorted.[/i]
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Mechanist made a noise similar to a scoff. "Please. Like Age of warfare humanity had the engineering skill to make me. You see, I am not made of man. And I still have no clue what you are here for."
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"You'd be amazed." [i]The German said under his breath.[/i] "Honestly, I have no idea how I have ended up here. I do not remember beyond finding zhis artifact, and zhen blackness, and now I am here." [i]He said, a sincerity to his words.[/i] "Vhat exactly is zhis place?"
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"Okay okay. First off, my hearing is several times more sensitive than yours, so I can indeed clarify: The Soviet Union and congruent America, are over three-thousand years from independently designing something of my caliber." The clockwork droid was clearly annoyed that the German though he could be built by 20th century humans. "As for this place, It's pretty fuzzy on what it is exactly. It's a training center, by design, but it also sits on a weak point in reality. People, such as ourselves, have a tendency to uh, bleed in. I think. So it tends to be a target for inter-dimensional empires, omni-potent beings, and various other nasty things. Lot of people also live here."
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"Vhere zhe hell is this place?" [i]He asked, looking around, taking his cap off and running his hand through his hair.[/i]
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"Well, it's not on your star charts. But it's called Takati, or something along the lines of that. Not Earth."
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"Hmm." [i]He seemed to be deep in thought.[/i] "So zhis place is full of people from all over zhe place, other... dimensions?"
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"Yeah. Sometimes other spots in the same timelines, too. I met a guy, I'd seen him before on the news in my dimension. Pretty cool stuff."
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"Intriguing. Zhe architecture, it is Japanese?" [i]He asked.[/i]
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"Hi there"says a female's voice [i]a very short woman standing no taller than 5'2" comes walking up to him she is wearing a black tank top and grey shorts. She really stood out because of the fact that she was covered bluish green scales. She also had long black hair tied into long braid that went to the middle of her back. She was looking at him with her two different colored eyes one blue gray the other bright green.[/i]
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[i]He turned to face her, looking her over, a look of disgust on his face.[/i] "Of course, zhe natives here have to be vorse zhan zhe Congolese..." [i]He said under his breath.[/i] "Does zhis belong to your people?" [i]He asked.[/i]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 4/1/2017 11:48:46 PM"Yes it does im one the members here"she says [i]she sees the look of digust on his face but she pays it no mind because she used to people looking at her weird.[/i] "My name is lola hayes"she says [spoiler]lol she is actually older than him[/spoiler]
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"Yes... zhis place, vhat do you call it? Vhat do you call it?" [i]He asked, looking over to her, his gaze cold, thought he did not seem hostile.[/i]
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"Its called the dojo it's a place where all sorts of warriors from all over gather here. I'm not a native of this land i come from elsewhere i traveled here as well as my sisters. It truly a unique place"says lola [i]She paid no mind to his cold gaze. She gave off fairly friendly demeanor for someone so short.[/i]
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"It is.... Japanese?" [i]He asked, looking to the gate once again.[/i] "I have heard of zhese buildings but never have I seen vone." [i]He said. With the notion that it was Japanese, he figured that perhaps they would recognize him as an old ally, at least if they were still imperialistic.[/i]
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"Its hard to tell because all of diversity here but probably once"says Lola [i]she didn't know much about it's background to be of help.[/i] "I can always show you around if you want?"asks lola
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"I do not need a tour, danke. Can you get me inside? I vould like to look around for myself." [i]He replied.[/i]
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"The gates are always open to new members who seek to hone their skills"says lola [i]she looked directly at him when she spoke which was pretty much the truth.[/i]
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"Members?" [i]He asked, approaching the gate and gently pushing it back, the massive door moving without too much effort.[/i] "And vhat do zhey do in regards to travelers?"
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"Yes members and im not sure what they say about travelers"says lola [i]she watched him but she was very hard to get read off of her.[/i]
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"Hmph." [i]With that, he proceeded in through the gates, deciding that he'd try his luck inside and see what would happen.[/i]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 4/6/2017 8:13:17 PM[i]When he opened the gates a couple people were still roaming around and true lola's word their were all sorts of different races. One that stuck was a dark skinned woman walked past him. She had long silver hair with bright green catlike eyes. She also had fluffy silver tail and cat ears to match. She shys away from the taller man her being a lot smaller than him. She shyly says hello though.[/i] "H-hi s-stranger"says the woman
