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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/27/2017 12:05:36 AM
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Bedlam smiled genuinely and walked towards Irina with open arms.
"A girl, you say? I'd love to meet her! You know, unlike Miss Pacifist over there, I love violence. It's a part of who I am. It comes with the chaos sh*t."
Panta giggled and nodded before chipping in.
"I think he just likes the idea of having another girl to have in bed, but yeah."
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[i]Oh, how Irina had plans.[/i] [i]Arianna wasn't exactly "training". She was getting the shit beaten out of her by a.. friend, of which had also taken to training the newer individuals of the Dojo. Irina just needed to interfere with the training, meet up a furious Arianna with Bedlam, and.. enjoy the show.[/i] "Mom'll find him someone that'll chain him to a bed first," [i]Isaac muttered, studying the grin on Irina's face. He recognized it, as clear to Panta, as Irina brought her gaze back to Bedlam and spoke again.[/i] "So, Beddy. We ought to go meet her, and just maybe, if you do well.. I'll help you out. That fine with you?"
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"Beddy? The hell?" He laughed and shook his head, on the inside he was flipping out about the fact someone messed up his name. "Yeah, sure! Sounds great! I love meeting new girls." Panta rolled her eyes, thinking of all the girls Bedlam runs through in a week.
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"Oh, I'm sure you do. C'mon, weirdo." [i]From there on, Irina would promptly begin to lead Bedlam off to what could be the training grounds to the Dojo. The plan was.. succeeding, as psychotic as it was.[/i] "...He won't enjoy what she has in store for him. If I'm guessing right.. you haven't seen Ari when she's angry, have you? Or heard her, when she is?"
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Edited by Stitch: 9/27/2017 11:05:48 PMBedlam walked beside Irina, hands in his pockets and a smile on his face. Panta shook her head at Isaac. "No, I haven't....Will he be okay? I don't want him hurt."
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"...He'll be alright." ------------------------------ "[i]Listen here[/i], you sword-swallowing whоre - I am done with your bullshit. [i]Done[/i]! Fuсk off with your shitty katana, fuсk off with your kicks, and go back to suсking your precious King's magic diсk!" "...Ma'am, incoherent insults doesn't improve swordsmanship." [i]Irina lead Bedlam to the training grounds, where the two would see what would be two warriors "training". Or rather, a clone of Irina, ferociously yelling at a woman. The clone, of which was much younger and.. more attractive, really, was fuming, whilst her body was clad in lightweight armor. The other was a fully fledged samurai, beautiful in a sense, yet Irina patted Bedlam on the back and whispered to him.[/i] "Go for the one that looks like me. Curly white hair. She just needs someone to chat with - trust and support is essential to girls. Otherwise, she'll end up breaking your jaw."
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"Yeah, no. I have a feeling she'll rip my bloody head off...." Bedlam raised a brow, watching and listening to the two. He was actually pretty amused by it. "Eh, worth it." He slowly walked up to the duo, friendly smile on his face. "Hello there! May I ask why you're yelling?"
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"This one cannot master the art of deflecting." [i]Luana would mutter.[/i] "Just dealing with a bitch who prides suсking the Golden Сhode of King Gilgalad and pretending to be fancy." [i]Arianna said, nodding to the suddenly still Luana. It was as if the samurai was infuriated, yet that was Ari's intention entirely.[/i] [i]Soon, Irina would come up beside Bedlam, patting him on the back.[/i] "Ari, this sweet boy right here is Bedlam. You and him will be training together, and since you don't appreciate the services of Luana.. you'll be with me." "Mom, as much as you want someone to stick a diсk into me, I'll pass." [i]Arianna would sigh, before Irina countered.[/i] "Only if you want it, sweetheart. Now, you two chat for a bit. Got to go deal with Pan 'n Isaac.." [i]Irina would leave afterwards. Leaving a quiet Arianna, and Bedlam, alone.[/i]
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Bedlam quietly snickered, but it gradually turned into a loud laugh. "I'm sorry, but your mom wants a guy to stick a d*ck in you? Sounds like my dad a few years back. Well, not with a guy. He wanted me to find a girl."
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"You and me both - I'm decently sure she does. Surprisingly enough, she's all "family legacy" with me and Isaac. One hell of a legacy when your mom's remembered for massacring Dojoville." [i]Arianna almost smiled a little at Bedlam. Only a little, as it was clear that she was still furious. The girl was probably taller than him, so she looked down at his posture.[/i] "Bedlam, then? Last name, by any chance?"
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Edited by Stitch: 9/29/2017 12:09:15 AMThe average height, 5'10", guy looked at the girl with a surprised expression, not used to people actually asking for his full name. "Beelzebub. Bedlam Beelzebub. It really rolls off the tongue, doesn't? To no surprise my father's name was Lucifer and no, I am not the edgy son of Satan. His name just happens to be Lucifer. He was not the devil despite him acting like it. I feel like I have to clarify that here in case I run into a real son of Satan. Anyway, he also talked about family legacy, but for my family that meant basically being an infamous mass murderer. I mean, I'm kind of turning into one on my own, but to be forced into it sucks. F*cking chaos manipulation really f*cks up the head, y'know?...Sorry, if I'm ranting...." Bedlam smiled sheepishly, a little embarressed about his ranting.
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[i]While still a little irritated, Arianna would crack a brief smile.[/i] "You and me both, though.. Isaac would go flip if he knew, but he can fuсk off with Panta for all I cared. And Mom.. don't know if she'd be proud or not. I bet she would be. ....Another killer, though? Honestly, I think I'm sorta lucky. And.. chaos manipulation? All I have is.. I'll let you find out on your own."
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Bedlam shook his head quickly at the words "All I have is...". "No! Trust me, whatever you have is better. Being forced into enjoying destruction and havoc and basically being forced into the role of a villain makes just about anything better. It's also unreliable as powers get as the name implies. Anyway, enough talk. We're supposed to be sparring, no? You can use me as a punching bag to get out all that irritation." He took a few steps back from Arianna and began to jokingly stretch, snickering a little.
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"Is this your idea of flirting...? I'm not beating your pretty face in just because I'm angry. At least [i]try[/i] giving me an actual challenge, dude." [i]Arianna didn't seem angry anymore. Just.. disappointed, was probably the correct description.[/i]
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"Flirting? No, this is me trying to be friendly believe it or not. Also, thank you for calling me pretty. Now, come at me. I didn't say you could hit me for free, did I?" Bedlam stuck his hands in his pockets, relaxing himself. "This is just how I fight."
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"Joy, the type that tries to dodge everything.." [i]Arianna seemed used to that, before bringing her right fist up, close to Bedlam's face before it halted to a stop.[/i] [i]Immediately after the fist stopped, her left jolted towards the side of his cheek, aimed to slam into his head: a feint, followed up by an actual attack.[/i]
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"You wish..." Bedlam just stood there and took the hit, staggering back in pain before quickly recovering with a pained expression still on his face. "Ow! F*ck! Come on, hit me again."
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"You're not the type to fuel off of pain, are you?" [i]Arianna aimed another punch at Bedlam's stomach, before halting, bringing her fist back. A test, whether he was just incapable of reacting or keeping something hidden.[/i]
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"No...I just have the most unreliable of powers." When she threw the punch he attempted to grab it and pull her forward to knock her off balance while also kicking at her hip.
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[i]With her fist being drawn back, Bedlam would actually succeed in bringing Arianna in, with the kick causing a grunt to escape her barred teeth. Yet him being her closer also allowed her to bring her knee into him.[/i] [i]Right into the crоtch, of course.[/i]
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"The f*ck?!" Bedlam fell down to the ground, clutching the area had been kicked with an expression of intense pain. [spoiler]That's not physically possible, but okay lol[/spoiler]
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>do you want me to edit >damnit i'll edit >i'm sorry
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It's okay lol. I went with it.
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...ffs. "-Don't act like you wouldn't do it in a fight- damnit," [i]Arianna had been reduced to falling back for a few seconds, backing away from Bedlam. The kick to her side must have done damage, to say the least.[/i]
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"...I feel sick..." Bedlam slowly got up, shaking noticably. "Y-You have no idea how f*cked up this feels."
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"You've clearly never had your guts wrapped around a massive icicle.. don't ask about it." [i]Arianna would respond, attempting to stand straight.[/i] "You'll be fine.. I think."
