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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/13/2017 10:07:51 PM
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Marker gave a quick thumbs up as the cockpit closed, enveloping Cylus in darkness.
A screen flickered, and soon came to life, showing the outside world through the eyes of TF.
The HUD was magnificent, with a health bar indicating how much damage TF would be able to take, and a few other items Cylus didn't recognize.
"Now, you'll see some things you won't understand. One of them is your core charge, in the bottom left. Shows how much damage you need to do before you can go full Samurai on the enemy."
"Ability cool downs are right beside it, you got your shielding and a shockwave you can send across the ground."
"Now, try walking around."
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Cylus, excited by the idea, decided to try out the neural link. He simply implemented himself into the image of TF's perspective, and imagined taking a step forward.
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Nothing happened. "Don't think about it, just do it. Use your body, to make TF move with you."
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"Ah." Cylus said, doing as Marker instructed. He simply decided to think of the Titan as a large extension of his own body, and began walking in place.
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The Titan took a step forward, and than another step. Sure enough, the neural link was working
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Cylus' mentality seemed to be working. He simply moved as he would if he weren't in the Titan, and in response, TF moved with him. Turning to marker, he waved the large robotic hand. "I'm doing it!" he shouted
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"Hell yeah, you are!!" Marker screamed, waving back at Cylus "The difficulty is crouching, using weapons and your abilities. See if you can figure them out."
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Cylus attempted to crouch, bringing his knees up to his chest and pretending to hide behind cover.
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The Titan succeeded in crouching down, and Marker clapped "Up!"
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Cylus stood up in response. "Can I jump in this thing?" he asked
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"No, unfortunately it's one of the few limitations of the Titans. They're unable to jump."
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"Ah, very well. Moving on." Cylus commented. Next up, weapons. Imagining that TF's weapons were his own, he reached onto his back and drew an ecrisma stick, his counterpart drawing a sword. Cylus decided to pretend the stick was like the hilt of the sword, that way his movements would be more accurate. Doing a simple twirl, he tested to see if TF did the same.
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TF drew his large sword, and spun the way Cylus did, though he dropped the sword to the ground The hilt of the sword was crushed in the Titan's hand... "Gotta work on that grip..."
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"Ah no. That isn't good." Cylus says, kneeling to pick up the sword. This time, he held the ecrisma stick as if it were made of glass, firm enough to hold but not enough to crush. TF was much stronger than him, so he would have to get used to it. Holding the stick, he attempted another twirl, this time not squeezing the grip when he caught it.
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Considering the missing hilt, the sword slipped from the Titan's grasp and flew over Marker's head, stabbing into a tree and lodging itself inside "WOAH! WOAH! Watch the flying swords, Cylus!"
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[spoiler]oops[/spoiler] Cylus steps back in surprise as the sword flies through the air and embeds itself in the tree. He looks around at the passing grunts, making sure everyone was alright. "Oops, I should probably be more careful with that."
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[spoiler]Oops is right... [/spoiler] "We'll get you a new sword, just be careful, alright
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"Got it. Shall I try the shotgun?" Cylus asks
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"You can try, just be careful alright?" Marker said, clearing some of the grunts that had gathered
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"Of course." Cylus said. Reaching for his back, he put the ecrisma stick away and reached for an imaginary weapon. In response, TF reached for his own, drawing the large shotgun. This time, Cylus was careful not to crush anything. "So, how does this thing work?" he asks.
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"Point away from us. Preferably towards the air, and pull the trigger."
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"Of course." Cylus says. Aiming his imaginary weapon, Cylus points up to the tree tops and pulls the trigger. The shotgun immediately fired and recoil jolted TF, but Cylus braced against it. "Really packs a punch!" he shouted.
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"You'll get used to it." Marker said, looking up at the gun "Let's get take a break before we do anything else, we don't want to push anything."
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"Sure, but how do I get out?" Cylus asks
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"Just act as if you are jumping out of the cockpit, then it'll open and let you out."
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"Gotcha" Cylus acted as told and sure enough, TF opened up to let him out. Landing with a thump, Cylus stood up face Marker. "Now that, ... That was awesome."
