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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/5/2018 1:04:48 AM
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[i]"So you're an ásshole with a John Wayne love too? Thank god that's all you inherited." [/i]
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"Its like a baby, they imprint on whatever their first experiences are. Mine was you, and so now, I inherited that stuff. As much as I find life interesting, its opposed by the traits I share with you." She frowned, gesturing to the weapon then. "That's an impulse buy, because of the reasons I just stated. Anyways, what did you need?"
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[i]"First of all, -blam!- you. My traits ain't that bad." "Second of all, I need you to build some shit." [/i]
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"I build things?" She sounded confused, most likely not remembering what she originally was.
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[i]"Yeah. Before you were sentient I owned you as a building machine, and I need your help with building some shit."[/i]
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She cringed then, an odd sight with her flawless appearance. "Slavery? Technically not. But I don't recall doing any of that. Most likely its all still buried in my systems."
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[i]"And I couldn't give less of a shit. I just need you to help me, from one friend to another."[/i]
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"If that is how you talk to a friend. What and who needs things built? I'll see if I can access or reactivate the systems I have, then see too getting any resources."
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[i]"Firstly, it is how i talk to a friend. If you weren't a friend, I'd either fight you or try to -blam!- you. Secondly, we need to build a bunker. Nothing too fancy."[/i]
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"Please don't fist android girls, all I will say." She let out a sigh again then, irritated and a bit disturbed. "Where at? I'll see if anyone else needs construction done while I'm at it."
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[i]"Firstly, too late. Secondly, I'll show you."[/i] [spoiler]Mind if we skip the actual building? [/spoiler]
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She cringed even more then, shaking her head. [spoiler]All the building or just the bunker?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]All. I don't know the first thing about construction. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Well I meant Rose's stuff, whatever JT needed, and anything else, but ok [/spoiler] Once the construction was done, and funds where paid and money was transferred, Penny groaned as she was happy it was finally finished. She didn't mind working, yet still, she didn't exactly agree with it. Either way, she went to find JT.
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[i]JT had been on the other side of the building, finishing up his parts. [/i] [spoiler]Yeah, they could've built that too. [/spoiler]
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She sought him out, strapping the holster back to her body and placing the rifle onto it, as she tracked him down. "Done with it all, money has been transferred, anyone who wanted work done got it. Had my own little house constructed, some woman named Rose wanted an underground complex."
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[i]"Works by me," JT said, looking over to Penny. "Thank you, by the way. How can I pay you back?" [/i]
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"Don't really think I need much actually." She shrugged, conflicted on the matter.
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[i]"Alrighty. Well if you want anything just tell me." [/i]
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She stayed silent for a bit, then responded. "Show me how to rope?"
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[i]"Whatnow? Penny I ain't a ra- Please tell me you said rope. I swear to Christ I will turn you into scrap metal otherwise." [/i]
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She rolled her eyes then, slightly disappointed now. "Yes I said rope. And damn, with how you are I wouldn't be surprised."
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[i]"What the -blam!- did you just say to me?" JT asked, clearly pissed. There was some shit you don't insult him on, and that was one of them. Penny crossed a line. [/i]
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Her eyes narrowed at him, as she went silent for a moment. "I'll leave you be." She turned then, moving for the door to his house.
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[i]"No, you listen the -blam!- up, you miserable little shit. I would [b]never[/b] do something that low, the fact your ungrateful ass thinks I would is -blam!-ing appalling. I swear, giving you free thought was a mistake." [/i]
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She stopped then, facing the door, pausing for a moment to process what he said. After a moment of careful thought, she spoke, gesturing to the rifle on her back. "Then let me make that a reality." Suicide, that's what she meant. Now he had crossed a line in a sense.
