originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Well... This is new."
Steven walked towards Chuck.
"I'm guessing you're a conman of some sort?"
He studied Chuck's aura, trying to decide if he looked even remotely trustworthy.
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"Nah! I'm no conman! I'm a psychiatrist." A printer nearby prints out a psychology degree. "See?"
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"Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight." Steve sits down. "Should I start telling you my life story then?"
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"F*ck no. I don't gi-I mean, sure. Yeah, let's start there." He yawned and sat back in his seat. "Were you born a poor black child?"
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Steven laughed. "Naw. I was made in a lab about..." He did a quick finger count. "Nine-hundred thousand years ago? Give or take a couple thousand? I lost track."
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"Lab rat? You like Mewtwo or some sh*t? Hey, do you telekinesis? It's a cool power. Also, since you were made in a lab does that mean you can't reproduce? That sucks."
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"Um... First I'm not a pokemon. Second, yes I have telekinesis. Third, I can reproduce if I choose to." He laughed.
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"Wait, do you mean that by your gender fluid or something? Or that you can't have normal sex?" Chuck chuckled.
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"... I'm bot answering that." Steve looked uncomfortable now, pulling his hat down to hide his glowing silver eyes.
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Chuck laughed hard. "Oh my god! Are you not able to put out?! Hahaha! That sucks for you!"
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"Didn't say that either. I can reproduce same way as a human if I want to, I just haven't had reason to."
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"So you're a lonely virgin?...Loser...." He snickered. "Is that why you came here? I can't help with that.: