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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Weeaboo Of War:
11/23/2017 4:07:09 PM
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[u]The Thоt Trio of Tatakai[/u]
[u]Dojo Mountain, 2:41 PM[/u]
[spoiler]Open to all. Yes, I'm too lazy to describe too much, at the moment. I'll link their bios, lol.[/spoiler]
[spoiler][b]Cel[/b]: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/238271693/0/0/1
[b]Eli[/b]: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/230268686/0/0/1
[b]Zara[/b]: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/238968266/0/0/1[/spoiler]
"...Ah? It wouldn't be-"
"[i]No.[/i]"
"...what's a thоt?"
[i]Thunk.[/i]
"A thоt is a derogatory term that can be used in conversation to describe a whоre, Celkym." [i]Elizabeth would murmur, as she would approach the straw dummy of which she had thrown her javelin through. Elizabeth had taken an.. odd outfit, for the colder weather: a tank top, white in color, alongside a pair of cyan blue running shorts. The outfit was exceptionally unique in the time of fall, but she seemed unaffected by the freezing temperatures, as she would rip out her icicle of a spear with a sigh.[/i]
"No, we are not making a "Thоt Trio". I am not a plaything for men, I am a mage. I doubt that Celkym would endeavor in such actions - you, however.. I do not know."
"No, not like women of pleasure," [i]Zara would jest, smirking at the sight of it while she leaned against an old, leafless tree, her helmet resting on a bench next to their Guardian companion. The Mandalorian mercenary would push herself off of the tree, stretching a little in her insulated armoring: a customized set, green and grey in color, the beskar plates covering her vitals carefully.[/i] "I mean, like a band of travelers with a funny name. Hell, it doesn't have to be "Thоt Trio", if that gets your g-string in such a twist-"
"Begone." [i]Elizabeth would say with an awfully rude tone as she blushed at that comment, as Zara would laugh at the sight of the pale woman's complexion going icy pale. Though it would be Celkym's voice that would call out, after a deep sigh.[/i] >"A trio would be great, but not when we're arguing about our group's name!
...though Thоt Trio would degrade our situation."<
[i]Celkym was the only individual that concealed her face from view, her head hidden away by her Knight's dome visor. The Vex-synthetic weave armoring that covered her body was smoothened and shiny, though frost had already formed upon the plating as if she was peculiarly used to the cold, yet the muffled, quiet voice within didn't complain. Celkym sighed as she stood from her bench, shaking her head.[/i] "This could work. But only if you two stop arguing."
[i]There was no response, after that. Except for a transmission sent by Zara, to a few.. others. A beacon, leading whomever was listening "FIGHT, FUСK, OR FRIEND!" was the message sent over the transmission, all in text.[/i]
[i]An extremely odd transmission to send, and a thirsty- well, eventful one at that.[/i]
English
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[spoiler]>BEGONE, T H O T! FR though I'm hella bored and gonna give you a list of my dudes I'll reply with. Do you want Natalie, JT, or Treyman to respond to the text? Or none? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'll take all three if you want, lol. Though JT if you're just doing one.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah I'm just going to run with JT - Doing all three would be a shitshow. You'd be confused as to whether or not I was using JT or Treyman since people often mix them up, and Nat would be trying to fight the fuq outta JT kek. One sec, I'll write a reply up. [/spoiler]
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[url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/gods-of-rome-gameloft/images/d/d9/Spartacus.full.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20160729202420]What?[/url] "You'd think a message like that would be private." Brutus exclaimed, as a result of receiving the message by over hearing on a nearby radio. Counting out gold pieces from a small sack, his golden helmet emitted a sigh, before placing the sack back and trading over the gold for a shiny looking trident. Despite its shinty appearance however, it was still rather plain looking, as if made of iron. It did not seem to match with his golden looking armor, and neither did the grey, steel perhaps, buckler on his lower back. However, upon hearing the message, he decided to investigate. He slowly made his way through dojoville past a confused crowd who heard it on the radio. If there was a chance to get more sparring in, or make a few more friends he would take it. Deciding that the "fight" part meant they were at the Dojo itself, he began his slow walk, picking up the speed, upon realizing that he blocking the usual bustle of the crowd. This was not like his home city- though he had realized that. As the Golden King's 3rd in Command- he must be in perfect form. His pace picking up to a jog, Brutus eventually reached the location of the trio with a wave. It was actually rather cold, where they were. "You sure you meant to send that?" Brutus asked, "It was kinda... Odd." He was rather far away, and it was more of a greeting to tell them he was three than an actual question. However, it would probably need to be answered anyway.
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"Of course, I intended to send something out like that. It interests people, does it not?" [i]The Mando would say, as those lime green eyes would study the golden armoring of the gladiator, his trident and his buckler shield as well. He wasn't an incredibly armed warrior, as she had expected to arrive upon the scene of the three supposed combatants had set up. The eyes of one of them in particular - Elizabeth, with icy blue irises, would look over as if mentally questioning whatever the green-haired bounty huntress had done.[/i] "...Though I would expect a lot more guns from your type. Whatever, though. I suppose that you're here to fight one of us?" [i]Zara would speak again, as she would slide on her helmet in preparation for an actual fight. Covering her head entirely, the helm looked to have been shaped like a medieval greathelm, although the material seemed to have been beskar. The visor was carved out into a sharp, simple "T" shape, providing a view for her eyes yet. An interesting design to utilize.[/i]
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[spoiler]Fück I forgot to say his has like- 2 nets at his waist, folded up. [/spoiler] "Well, you said friend too, though I suppose you put that option out with that weird helmet of yours." Brutus remarked, placing the buckler up towards the woman, and aiming the trident in her direction. "I mean, I'd rather not fight for anything but training, it seems like a waste of human life." Despite the Gladiator's appearance, he didn't seem as brutal or bloodthirsty as the stereo type would depict. He slowly circled the woman, keeping his eyes under the helmet trained upon her, making sure that he would not be caught by surprise. He angles himself close towards the cut incase he needed to run.
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"This weird helmet will be the last thing you see if you keep it up. And fine, fine." [i]The remark was oddly spoken in a seemingly joking manner, as Zara would then draw the blade at her side - a weapon of twenty-one inches, the blade fifteen inches long, with the hilt of the tool making up six inches. The edges were slanted for more effective slashes, while the sharpened tip allowed utilization of thrusts and stabs into foes.[/i] [i]With a dexterous twirl in her right hand, Zara would raise her left, beckoning the gladiator forth. Either that, or she would engage combat.[/i]
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"Hey, no need to be hasty- you know?" Brutus asked, though his stance was rock solid, sweat glistened on his bare chest. This was not VR- he could very well be injured. Quickly, his helmet turned to side and his eyesight aimed at the other two women, hoping they would be the mediator of the fight. Deciding instead to talk his way out, Brutus spoke, "Look, I don't want to get injured, you don't want to get injured, whattaya say we call it off? I hardly know you people!"
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"You insult my helmet, you're dressed as a gladiator - and you beg for mercy? I'll strew your coward guts across the Dojo, you-" "Zara, if he doesn't want to fight you to the death, then don't force it upon him." [i]The icy Elizabeth would say, as if preparing to leap between the engaging combat between Brutus and Zara. Indeed, the Mandalorian had gone completely still for the time, her blade stuck silently within her tightening grasp as she stared upon Brutus. The only face that he saw was that T-shaped helmet, still.[/i]
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What stated back were the black, almost lifeless holes in the helmet he himself wore. He relaxed his position, placing the butt of his trident in the ground, and lowering his shield. His form seemed to slump, and he nodded to the one who intervened as a "thank you." "Fighting to the death? How many people have you slaughtered? Did you know their name? I didn't. A terrible thing, the arena was. To kill over an insult is... It's..." He struggled to think of the words, before deciding to call it quits and simply sigh. He'd seen people do worse for less, but it still put him on edge. "Did you truly call for a fight? Willingly throw yourself into battle?"
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"...Do I ask for a fight? Yes, I do. I am a warrior, and I demand combat-" [i]The Mandalorian warrior would soon be interrupted, as a plain, pale hand from the blonde woman was placed upon her left shoulder. While she gripped the bone underneath, it was not an offensive gesture, as the icy blue eyes met the lime green ones that would belong to Zara, of whom was Brutus' previous combatant.[/i] [i]There was a simple silence, before the Mandalorian would release a simple sigh from her pink lips, nodding towards the peacekeeper of the group as the bounty hunter then returned to the bench, removing her helmet once again. The blonde woman looked upon Brutus, before nodding.[/i] "If you'd feel better with just training.. I can help."
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"Thanks. My name is Brutus, er- just Brutus." The gladiator closed the distance between the blonde woman and himself, offering a handshake. His own hand was rather scarred, and had a rough texture to the outside. Certainly not the hand of a noble- despite his unwillingness to fight. "And your name? I'd hate to call you lady for the rest of our time together."
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"Elizabeth. The kindness on your part is appreciated, though - can't say that many have called me "lady"." [i]Elizabeth would bow her head towards the gladiator, as the rugged hands of the warrior were clasped by a singular, smooth hand, as soft as silk. Yet the hand was freezing, as if the fingers were hardened icicles, her grip the cold wrath of winter coming.[/i] [i]Though Elizabeth's friendly demeanor contrasted with such coldness.[/i] "No one should fight over such things. Though wars start for less, to be terribly honest."
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"In...deed." Brutus released from the grasp, feeling the cold on his hand for a moment... He'd seen enough magic to know something was going on. Placing his hand back on his trident, which was resting against his shoulder, he picked it up off the ground. He quickly aimed at the woman- before speaking. "Shall we make use of the world creation seats?" It seemed that he was referring to VR. Seeing as he had no armor beside the helmet and his belt area, it was probably a good idea. "Unless you have some other sort of practice in mind?"
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[spoiler]vehicle: https://imgur.com/a/6NGx0[/spoiler] [b][i]Eris would receive the message, being nearby. She didn't know which of the three reasons she was truly going to the location, recently having acquired a vehicle. Her training studio had been bringing in a good deal of cash, giving her some money to spend on things as well as money saved from a donation from a certain cybernetic cowboy and managing to fix it up a bit herself. She wasn't really a mechanic, but she managed to learn enough to fix it from the Internet.[/i][/b] [b][i]She approached the area, getting out of her vehicle as she approached. She wore a pare of black, looser fitting pants. They were looser around the legs, but hugged her a bit better around the hips. On her body was a lighter blue sleeveless top, over this a light grey sweatshirt as she approached. She spoke as she approached[/i][/b] "Hello!"
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[i]As Eris approached, the Mandalorian that had sent out the message would let a smooth whistle pass through her lips, followed by a sly grin. Though other two would peer upon Eris as well, as the one throwing the javelin repeatedly - Elizabeth - would speak first.[/i] "Mm. Good afternoon, madam. Whom might you be?" "Tell us, please." [i]The bounty hunter, against her tree, would say as she bit her lip, studying Eris like a hawk would stalk a mouse in the field. Those lime green eyes simply looked up and down, arms crossed underneath her bosom. Celkym, upon her bench, had simply taken to silently investigating the interaction between the three, observing the oddities and the similarities between each.[/i]
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[b][i]They would see Eris' lightly tanned skin, her serpent like gold eyes. Her hair was cut masculinely short, though it worked with her body. She was quite good looking, at least to her own people's standards, almost unnaturally so. She stood, her hands clasped together behind her back. She smiled as she spoke[/i][/b] "I'm Eris. It's a pleasure to meet you." [b][i]She said. She looked at the two girls who had spoken to her, examining their features as she spoke. She didn't say anything, but she found them quite attractive.[/i][/b]
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[i]For the most part, the females that spoke seemed to have been opposites, in terms of physicality: Zara, while she was built in a curvaceous, muscular manner, was additionally seemingly trained for flexibility more than anything. On the other hand, Elizabeth was thin, womanly yet, with pale, smoothened skin. Additionally, her hair was a platinum blonde color - Zara's was a vibrant green, meanwhile.[/i] "You may call me Elizabeth. Tis a-" "Zara Trideth. My pleasure, cutie." [i]Zara would smirk at Eris, bowing her head while Elizabeth would let out a distant sigh.[/i] "Though it.. is nice to meet you, Eris," [i]Elizabeth would continue.[/i] "I suppose you're here for.. training?" "Oh, she knows." [i]Zara said, laughing.[/i] "I do, too."
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[b][i]Eris blushed a tiny bit at the compliment as she usually did at such manners. She spoke.[/i][/b] "If you guys want to train I'm good with that." [b][i]She said, seeming to brush away the comment. Either she was playing dumb, possibly embarrassed to say it, or she wasn't thinking that. She did seem to be slightly embarrassed when the topic was brought up though...[/i][/b]
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"Train, huh? Yeah, I'm available," [i]Zara would smile at Eris, while Elizabeth would bow her head as well.[/i] "And I am available, as well." [i]The woman would say, twirling the icy spear within her thin hands.[/i] "I would prefer a melee confrontation, of course."
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"I'm generally better with melee. Only ever used a gun a few times in my life." [b][i]She said. Her clothing concealed most of her muscular structure, and its true that she was pretty good with melee fighting.[/i][/b]
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"Melee sounds like it would be the best option then.." [i]Elizabeth would nod.[/i] "Zara tends to.. take advantage in close quarters, though." "The douсhe deserved it." [i]Zara would murmur.[/i] "Tried checking out my package mid-fight. So what if I toasted him-" "You murdered him." [i]Elizabeth would finally sigh, shaking her head before nodding towards Eris. She would allow for the woman to pick her fighter: Zara or Elizabeth, though likely the latter.[/i]
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[b][i]She looked over to Elizabeth, grinning a bit[/i][/b] "Well, you wanna go a few rounds?" [b][i]She said. Eris didn't seem to be wearing armour, which meant she was either a fool or she knew what she was doing, then again the clothing that was on her had some baggage to it which could conceal light gear. If she was fighting, she looked like she was a brawler.[/i][/b] "What about armour and weapons?"
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"Hmm. I don't want to injure, but.. I'm suited for fighting with a lance, or a polearm. Armor-wise.. I don't mind whatever you're using. I'm the one with the weapon, so if you need anything, I'm fine with it." [i]Elizabeth would smile at Eris, seeming much more cheerful and.. relaxed, really, than she had seemed to have been only a few minutes ago.[/i]
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"I usually fist fight, and I've got some light armour underneath this. I should be fine if you use a weapon." [b][i]She said. Eris's enhanced strength allowed her to be pretty fast and strong. She had a set of brass knuckles on her as well to make her hit harder too, so she was pretty prepared[/i][/b]
