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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/30/2017 3:53:29 PM
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There was a bit of trouble in Dojoville. The dead were rising, and rather than causing havoc, biting people, and turning society into yet another bad video game or movie trying to rip off the Walking Dead, they were doing something a bit more... American. The army of walking skeletons, held together by some sort of rooty black stuff were wandering the city. They bustled into banks, sending the customers screaming away, after which they politely took out some cash. After that they made for the various gun stores, bars, and movie theaters, trying to buy guns of any and all shapes and types (and getting shot at a bit), get a beer, or enjoy the seven billionth superhero movie this year. Havoc naturally ensues.
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[spoiler]>Implying democracy and living happy is an American only thing >Canada, Europe, China, and South Korea would like a word with you[/spoiler] [i]It was a fairly unnatural phenomenon, to say the very least, but it was also causing a lot of chaos all across Tatakai. Normally JT would be perfectly fine with some sort of creatures being integrated into society, although the dead? That was a bit too much for him, so he was standing in the centre of Dojoville, just beating the absolute piss out of a skeleton. [/i]
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[spoiler]I was more referring to the whole beer and gun obsession. [/spoiler] Ow! Hey!” The skeleton said as one punch took off one of his arms and scattered them across the pavement, and a second punch took off the other, as well as his drink, which fell to the ground and spilled out onto the street.
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[i]The frailty of the skeletons made JT grab one of their bones, which he used to whack the heads off of several more. His intent was to scare them all off from his little portion of the street, since he was right next to his aug clinic. [/i]
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A few seconds after he started smacking, he heard a rustling, and heard a grunt of pain from behind him. Divia was standing there, with several bony spears stabbed through her tendrils. The bones retreated and put themselves back together. “What’s the big idea?” One grumbled as he yoinked his femur out of JT’s grasp and stuck it back on.
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[i]JT grabbed that same skeleton, extending his arm as if he was some sort of Shakespeare character. "My problem? Yer supposed to be feckin DEAD." [/i]
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“Well I could hardly be enjoying myself if I was dead, and if you’re talking about the skeletons they are definitely still dead. It would be rude to wear living folks.”
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[i]"Mother-blam!-er go back to your grave, or I swear I'll lock yet bones in various different boxes." [/i]
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“Like I said I’m not dead.” This one comes from a different skeleton. “I’m just putting them on.” A third skeleton is speaking now.
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[i]"Can you mother-blam!-ers leave my city? Because we don't need the rejects from the Spooky Scary Skeletons music video around here." [/i]
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“The what now?” They all scratch their skulls in confusion.
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[i]"HOW FÛCKING OLD ARE YOU THAT YOU'VE NEVER HEARD THAT!?" [/i]
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“About two thousand?”
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[i]"Just get outta here, King Tīt." [/i]
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“Hm.... no.”
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[i]"Okay, don't say I didn't warn you." And with that, JT punted the head off and quite literally out of town. [/i]
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“You’re an extremely rude person.” Says another skeleton, looking as miffed as a fleshless thing can.
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[i]"At least I got flesh, what can you say, toothpick?" JT asked. He grabbed this one's spine and snapped it straight in half. [/i]
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“I’ve got roots.” It says, rather unphased.
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[i]"Like i give a -blam!-," JT said as he threw the skeleton onto a rooftop. He turned to Divia then. "Okay as fun as this is, we gotta find out what's up with these things." [/i]
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“You could just ask me.” Says a skull, lying on the ground near Divia and the rest of its bones.
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[i]"Alright Boney M, where're y'all from?" [/i]
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“Well, I’m Jack. And I’ve recently found my way into your world. I’m using these bones to get around and experience life.”
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[i]"You're a spirit then? Possessin' a body?" [/i]
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“Many bodies, and yes I suppose so.”
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[i]"Why not just go to another, much nicer place? Or take over not fully dead corpses? Or at least bodies that aren't decayed?" [/i]
