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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/16/2017 3:46:14 AM
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"No. I've never seen a contraption that makes such an ungodly sound as that." [b][i]He says, pointing to the gun.[/i][/b] "Even serving in the military."
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He twists the handle and slams on the pedal.
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[b][i]The thing kicks up like a wild horse as it flies forwards, like Leon had said going fast. It was loud as hell, louder then his horse could ever be. He could barepky what Leon shouting[/i][/b] "Press the left pedal!"
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He slammed on it. "WOAH BOY!!!"
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[b][i]It came to a halt pretty fast, stopping about half an inch from a wall. Leon was laughing a a bit.[/i][/b] "See muchacho, that's a true vehicle. Served me in the military for 7 years, kept me alive and you should've seen people's faces when I came at them with that and my spear."
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"Violent. Now how do I back it up?"
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"You don't. Now get of my baby." [b][i]He says, the joking tone suddenly gone and replaced by a serious one.[/i][/b]
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"Then how will we get it in?"
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"Fair enough. And to back t up you literally just get off and roll it back. It's not that hard."
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"Oh..." He backs it up. "Wish me luck." He drives in and the defenses don't even activate. "Guess it's cause my doppelgänger is a member here."
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"What, you have a twin or something?" [b][i]He says laughing a bit, as he walked over to his bike[/i][/b]
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The defenses aim at him.
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[i][b]He stopped as they did, stepping back.[/b][/i] "Alright that's a problem."
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"There's gotta be some way to shut them down right?" He looks at them. "DOWN BOY! DOWN!" They aim at him. "Ehh... I was just joking around... but you should seriously calm down..." The defenses deactivate.
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[b][i]He walks over to his bike, a grin on his face.[/i][/b] "Good. My baby's safe."
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"I'm going to go get my horse." He goes out, unties the lasso, and gets on the horse. He then rides in on it. "Now, where's a bar around here?"
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"I'd guess wherever would get the most foot traffic."
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He looks around. "What about there?" He points at a building with a sign by it saying "BAR" [spoiler]idk what the bar looks like [/spoiler]
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"Well, unless you've got anyone who wants to kill you if trust the sign."
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He rides over to the bar, and ties his horse to a pole... that was conveniently placed for this reply. "Well, let's go." He walks in the bar and sees just an all out brawl going on. "Good ole' fashion bar fight!" [spoiler]just because why not[/spoiler] He runs in and joins the fight.
