originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][u]Memoriam[/u][/b]
[u]The Dojo Mountain, 4:11 PM[/u]
[spoiler]Open to all.[/spoiler]
[i]Memory.[/i]
[i]I thought about it. I looked back upon it. It had been a while, hadn't it?[/i]
[i]It began with Civis. "Born and raised" a Civis girl, I guess - by that, bred into a war machine by idiots. That's when I met.. family. Raid.. hell, Andrew, taking me in. Alpha.. no, Alexandria, saving me from myself. And.. fuсking hell, this is ironic, I can't even recall his name.. Locust, whom I guess to be my uncle.[/i]
[i]Lived with the Raidriars for a while. I helped Addy, Marcia.. whatever you'd call her. Mom, I guess. I dealt with Maria being the true child. But the best was becoming the heir to Death's title, easily. Guess I.. suited the job. People've handled it for me, when I'm off hanging around and making an actual impact.[/i]
[i]Impact. Simple way of putting it.[/i]
[i]Alex, Lucien, Sam. Alex, Lucien, Sam. My lover, my mentor, my friend.. I guess Sam could be a friend, he said that we were. They, alongside Andrew, had influenced my life, had changed me into.. memory. Alexandria wanted me to remember her as the girl who loved her family, after her disappearance.. Lucien and Samuel, I presume, wanted me to be a second coming of justice for the power-hungry and the "almighty" idiots that would threaten humanity with their godly powers. And Andrew.. Dad.. he'd want me to remember being wise with my powers. With great power come great responsibility, after all.[/i]
[i]...I guess I have been wise. I hope so.[/i]
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[b][i]BAM![/i][/b]
[i]The clone of biomass' body would snap back with incredible force, as the makeshift Pandora's backbone would shatter with a sudden crack. The training fighter would flail limp against the earth, dissembling itself slowly.[/i]
[i]Pandora would sit down on a bench, her arm shifting back from it's previous, weaponized form. Her right arm, down from her elbow, was a jagged black shape, forming what appeared to have been a club. It was lined with edged spikes like a mace would be, to both dig into the skin and clash against bone and armoring.[/i]
[i]Pandora was "nudе", save for the light "suit" of armoring of which tightly made up her body. Down from where her neck met her head, her body was tightly compacted within a layer of an ashy black substance, solidified into a bony form. It glinted with a smooth edge, as if there was more underneath the plates than met the eyes. Pandora had taken to a thin form, not exceptionally curvy nor busty, albeit she was packing a slight amount of femininity in her current being. Nothing that would get in the way, of course.[/i]
[i]Though her face was.. the exception, to the armor. Pandora had taken to a subtly cute look, one of which her closer friends would recognize her for. Her face was a light, sharpened thing, not so angular to an edge but enough to look feminine and pure. High, smooth cheekbones were kept high on her face, her light pale face being smoothened and lightly freckled, a perky, small nose protruding from the center of her face. Her light red eyes were now a curious emerald green color, as if she was in deep thought, and as colorful as the gem itself. She would keep her hair the same though, except for it's previous light cyan color, as it had now shifted back to it's seemingly natural bob-styled light brown.[/i]
[i]In her free time, Pandora would begin to silently read on her own. She had trained for quite a bit.. and she was alone. Perhaps someone would arrive, to chat or fight.. probably try to kill her, but hey, it would be exciting.[/i]
English
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“Variant powers deep within your body. Hiding. Waiting. Comfortable, yet troubled by past and present. A very interesting and strange person you are.” Xiong, The monk, told Pan, sitting next to her on the bench, using his bo akin to a cane. “Belief that you are...bored, perhaps? I do not wish to fight; I’ve already had enough of such as is.” Xiong had asked her.
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"...You're exceptionally good at reading people." [i]Pandora would bow her head towards the monk of which had come to her side, as a respectful smile would cross her face. She would lay the book in her hands down, crossing her palms together quietly.[/i] "Though you are right. Troubled, yet comfortable.. but we're not human without conflict, pain and suffering. No, we're human from learning from those things, experiencing them, until.." [i]She would nod towards Xiong.[/i] "I don't seek to bother you with combat. I only seek out combat against those of which abuse and destroy, against those who would attempt to break this world for their own sickening personal gain."
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“Agreed. I have come from my brotherhood for resolution. A place without war, or destruction. Only using my weapon when absolutely necessary.” Xiong told Pan, bowing back. “Reading the minds of people is very common of Koth monks. We are not telepathic, as many may think, however. Only our leaders learn ability of telepathy.” He explained to Pan. “Perhaps I may ask what your purpose is here on this planet?” He asks, placing his bo down.
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"My purpose.. My sole purpose is to ensure that the people of Tatakai are kept safe from monsters that would threaten their lives, their families, their existences. The Dojo. Aeron. The Trayven army. The Orks. The Imperials. All of them - monsters, bounded by rusty, weakening chains. What happens when the chain breaks, I wonder?" [i]Pandora would then inquire, looking at the monk silently. She wasn't a fanatic of her belief, just yet. But she was strongly thoughtful of it.[/i]
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Xiong simply nodded, thinking about what Pandora had said. “Theoretically, based on that belief, we are all monsters in the eyes of someone else. Whether that be friend, civilian, or even our enemies at times. Whether that’s a good or bad thing...is up to that person.” He stated, as he heavily sighed. “Nonetheless, Pandora, we must both be strong for the people that can’t be.” M
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"I am a monster that hunts other monsters." [i]Pandora would state, crossing her arms tightly beneath her chest, her armored arms blending in with her blackened, ashy being.[/i]
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"And who might you be, lass?" Garin stood nearby, leaning against a stone pillar. "Hm?" [spoiler]I N D E E D[/spoiler]
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"...Pan. Bunch of unnecessary titles following it, but still." [i]Pandora would said, looking up from the pages of her book at the man whom would bother to ask.[/i] "Should I know you? You seem like.. the Dojo type, or something like that."
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Sarah Grey sat down next to her. She heaved a sigh, "Hello."
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"...Is it me you're looking for?" [i]Pandora would quietly jest, smiling a little at Sarah.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/18/2017 2:44:21 PM"Heh," she replied, a stupid grin running acriss her face.
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"Good to see you though, Sarah." [i]Pandora smiled, offering a fist bump to the Lady Guardian, the armor receding back to her wrist as a pale, human hand was revealed underneath.[/i] "You doing alright?"
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She gave Pan a fist bump. But then, her smile faded. "Well. Things have been rough. I married my fiance. But then, my memory of him was wiped, and I learn he died- permanently-- while I was in the Pyramidian."
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"Oh, shit.. sorry to hear that. Damn.. ...What was his name? We should remember him, somehow. Build a memorial." [i]Pandora would cross her hands together, looking over at Sarah.[/i]
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The Warlock fell silent. She buried her face in her hands, her bronze locks of hair falling, covering her face and hiding her tears.
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[i]Pandora would sigh, wrapping her arm around Sarah silently. The armor around her arm would recede away, so that Splash would feel the skin underneath, least for her arm.[/i]
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She definetly needed a hug. Or at least, something comforting.
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[i]Pandora would sigh, continuing to hug onto Sarah's body. She didn't know Sarah as much as she figured.. but the girl needed some comfort.[/i]
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The Warlock sighed. She had lost so much from one person. A friend. A lover. Her heart. To know that pain, was to have been through a lot.
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[i]Pandora only knew that pain from the beginning. Not a lover, she was too young at the time. But she knew the pain nonetheless.[/i] [i]The woman would serve as Sarah's comfort for some time, allowing the Guardian to cry for some time while she remained silent and still.[/i]
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She continued to cry for a few minutes. Something not many people see.
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"It's alright. It's.. alright." [i]Pandora's hands would run through Sarah's hair as she would hug the Guardian tightly, a light sigh leaving her mouth.[/i] "Just.. let it out."
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She buried her face in Pan's shoulder. Her tears fell like rivers, she had thousands of sadness.
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"Shhh.." [i]Pandora sighed, still hugging Sarah tightly. Finally, an idea came to mind.[/i] "Hey.. if it'll "chill" you out, ice cream is an option."
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She sighed, "Ice Cream?" She sniffled, "Will there be chocolate ice cream?"