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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/16/2017 3:56:00 AM
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[i][b]Leon jumped off his bike and dropped his weapon, grabbing the lasso as he pitched it. His aim was incredible from his years of service, handing the throw with the lasso, as he grabbed his spear. He wrapped the rope around it, tying it to the spear and jamming it into the ground. It wasn't coming out any time soon. The lasso was securely around the horse as well, holding it in place[/b][/i]
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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.
