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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/17/2017 9:30:54 PM
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[i]"These white supremacist looking shitheads mentioned a Rebellion,coi thought ye were talking about some sort of runaway anti KayKayKay propagandist."[/i]
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"Well...you wouldn't be far from who they are. They're part of another universe's army...nicknamed the Imperial Remnant. Based on their firepower, they must've done something to abandon the Remnant from their own universe. They've come to most likely take over Tatakai; take out all aliens, give the people a choice to either join them and spot who they think is the Rebel Alliance here, or be executed. I'll try to gain more information on them, but until then, support will be coming your way in around 5 minutes." Liara tells JT.
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[i]"Right. Me and Shila are heading towards Dojoville to regroup wi them and rearm ourselves, and I need to modify some of their armour for infiltration. I'll call you when we're going, cool with you?" [/i]
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"Yeah, JT. Just call me before you go; I have a few drones doing initial scans on the ship now. Liara out." She says, cutting out from her comms. "Master, Dojoville is in about a minute." Shila had yelled out from the cockpit.
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[i]"Prepare us for landing, Shila; We're meeting up with some contacts, they know Liara." JT walked up to the cockpit with Shila, sitting in a co pilot chair as he waited for the two to arrive. He had to admit, the ship was pretty damn impressive. [/i]
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"Gotcha, Master." Shila had told JT, landing the ship in Dojoville. She walked back to the main area, where the family was sleeping peacefully. "You ready?" She asks JT.
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[i]"To fight an army of laser firing soldiers who take civilians hostage? As always," JT sarcastically responded, dragging the corpses of he four Imperials he stowed off board. He stripped them of armour and put on pieces to make himself look like one, though he kept the helmet off and wore a duster and hat overtop it. And from there he played the waiting game. [/i]
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Multiple Kodiaks landed on the ground, Krogan and Humans walking out, armed and ready with armor and all. One of those happened to be good old Urdnot Wrex, who walked up to JT with two Krogan escorts. "JT...nice to see you're not dead." Wrex had said, placing his giant hand onto the cowboy.
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[i]The hand felt as if it landed upon steel; JT was still as robotic as ever there, so where most people would bend slightly at he weight of the hand, he just kind of accepted it. "You as well man, how's th' planet going for you?" [/i]
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"There's recent Cerberus activity within Tuchanka, and we've hid something valuable for our friends there. Otherwise, it's mostly been okay. What about you, JT?" Wrex asked, fighters landing nearby to refuel.
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"Well on top of the government back home tryin' to kill people like me through death camps and other shit, I could be worse. But 'least I've got some wits, women and Tatakai as a bailout home."
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"Heh...maybe that home needs some Krogan so that it could show just how much of idiots they are back there..." Wrex joked...or did he? Anyways, the Krogan let go of his hand, and pulled out a massive [url=http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120317195513/masseffect/images/b/bf/ME3_Cain_Heavy_Weapon.png]launcher[/url], a into nuclear symbol pasted on the front. "Here." He says, throwing it straight onto JT's hands. It would've seemed light for something that had a nuclear symbol on it.
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[i]"...Look, Wrex, I'm all for regicide but this is a little bit strong yeah? I ain't trying to make my home city look like Mad Ma- Oh to hell with that this thing is sexier than Liara on a Tuesday," JT jokingly said as he giddily scooped up the launcher into his hands. Normally a man his size wouldn't be able to wield Krogan weaponry, though JT had an augment that allowed him to grow in height and width to take the same size roughly as one. That allowed him to grab the gun properly, and inspect it so. "Dude thank you so much for this." [/i]
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"Heh...consider it a gift. Us Krogan and the mercs that came with us will act as a distraction for you guys to go in. You guys just...make sure not to die. I feel the Shadow Broker might get a little...pissy." Wrex told JT, winking in reference to Liara. "It's a mini-nuke Launcher. Could only use it once, though. Make sure to use it right. I'll have Krogan on deck to help you on the ground." Wrex states, returning to talking with a bunch of his kind.
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"Well Shila, you ready to recreate 1945?"
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She simply deadpanned, and pressed something on her wrist, activating her armor around her, except for her helmet. "What do you think, Master?" She asks, chuckling a little bit, as she checks the E-11 she stole from the dead Imperial.
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"Me? I'm made of metal almost entirely so I ain't the one who's boutta get -blam!-ed by more radiation than Alexander 'Courier Six' Wilson. I feel pretty -blam!-in' good right now."
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"Sure, Master...sure." Was all Shila had replied to, boarding their ship with a few Krogan and human mercenaries in tow.
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[i]JT joined the Krogans, Mercs and Shila in the ship, waiting inside of his personal quarters. He had his Nanocyte body transport all of his weaponry and some armour into a metal closer in the room where he would also keep some crates of ammunition, before he started to tinker with the armour he had picked up in seclusion. He did it while they flew. primarily focusing on personalizing the armour to his own custom colour schematics. [/i]
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It should've been easy; and it seemed to take a few hits from the blasters that the Imperials had. Speaking of which... "I had one of our mercs pilots drive the ship, master. Asked if it had a name. I didn't know, so I came to you...well, along with finding out how the hell this gun works." Shila had told the cowboy, throwing the E-11 Blaster near JT's armpit.
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[i]"From th' looks of it, it's all laser technology. Short bursts of light to let th' user know if it's a shot that hits. But it ain't ballistic and leaves marks, so I'm gonna say it fires either some sort of plasma that's been destabilized into a more quick form, or its just heat shootin' out the end of this here barrel with some sorta chemical that flares red so the user knows if it hits." JT had an ungodly amount of knowledge with robotics, biology, and an application of the two. But this gun was entirely a foreign concept to him, as the firing mechanism perplexed him entirely. The armour was easy enough to get, but this E-11 he had grabbed when Shila tossed it at him was something he would need to start reverse engineering soon. "What's yer take on it?" [/i]
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"Master, I don't exactly think I've seen a weapon like this before either. Dosen't run on thermal clips like the rest of the known galaxy does...unless there's a built in rechargeable thermal clip that I'm just not seeing." She told JT, a puzzled look on her face.
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[i]"I'd wager its in either th' barrel or the core of the gun itself,Cooke the firing mechanism was designed around some sort of thermal recharger." [/i]
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"Huh...I'm probably never gonna get this type of science, engineering stuff." She tells JT, before a beeping was heard. It was from Liara.
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[i]JT chuckled softly and opened a communications link with Liara, leaving the blaster on a table. [/i]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/20/2017 11:29:15 PM"Ah; you guys met up with my contacts, JT? Good...I've gained some more information on these Imperials, if you would allow me to speak." Liara told the cowboy.
