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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/3/2017 2:11:08 AM
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[i]"I AM THE LAW," JT shouted, with a painfully true way of putting it as he pulled his pants back up. [/i]
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“Goddamnit boss.”
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[i]"THIS ISN'T EVEN THE STUPIDEST SHIT I DID THIS WEEK." [/i]
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“No, but at least you probably aren’t going to get killed and I won’t have to stab forty people this time.”
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[i]"FORTY? EHEN WAS THAT?" [/i]
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“You accidentally incited a small angry mob.”
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[i]"OF WHO?" [/i]
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“No idea, but they seemed likely to pose an annoyance to you so I got rid of them.”
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[i]"DIVIA PEOPLE DON'T HATE ME HERE. I LITERALLY AUGMENT CRIPPLES FOR FREE. AND WHY AM I YELLING?" [/i]
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“Perhaps an aug is malfunctioning with very loud side effects?”
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[i]"My Augs don't malfunction, trust me." [/i]
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“And you just stopped. Plus I don’t think you’re drunk yet.”
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[i]"If I was drunk I'd be flirting to high hell with you, like with everyone. Even the Skeletons." [/i]
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“No thank you, you’re not my type.” Comments a jack as he downs another bottle.
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[i]"Really? 'cause I know how you're staring at me." [/i]
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“No I’m staring longingly at the tragedy that is the bottom of a bottle and bank account.” He says as another skeleton is torn apart by Divia for attempting to steal her wallet.
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[i]"What? She gets paid, you got buried." [/i]
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“Again, I’m telling you I’m not a skeleton.”
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[i]"You're in a skeletons body though. I'm a cyborg because I'm almost entirely 'bot, and you're dead." [/i]
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“Once again, I’m not, the dead just make good clothing.”
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[i]JT picked that particular skeleton up and threw him through someone's window. [/i]
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There’s a brief scream, before the skeleton comes tap ‘a dancing out the front door with a cane and top hat
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[i]"Okay what the -blam!-." JT starts walking home. [/i]
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Divia vanishes into his shadow again, and that Jack promptly runs down the street past him, pursued by an angry older gentleman.
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[i]JT pulled his revolver and fired six bullets along Jack's spine. The intent was to shatter the back in six spots so it couldn't reform."[/i]
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The spine flies apart, but eventually flies back together like it’s rubber banding.
