originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][i]Wh*re of Babylon...[/i][/b]
[b][i]Dojoville, late afternoon...[/i][/b]
[b][i]Recently, there had been a spike in crimes of the lustful sort: forced intercourse, public ‘shows of affection’ that sort. A woman sat at an abandon café, no one around at this hour as she saw her next target. A man, younger looking, maybe in his early twenties at maximum, though probably closer to 19. As he walked past, she began to follow him, her features shifting to the man’s ideal partner: the petite feminine body replaced by a bulkier masculine one, with dark skin and short dirty blonde hair. He wore now a black shirt and blue jeans, white running shoes. The first man made a series of turns, leading the second man to a very secluded location. Just what he wanted. Or rather, the two men waiting in ambush.[/i][/b]
“Hey!” [b][i]Said the now darker skinned man, a Lust Demon, trying to get the firsts attention, but he only ran. Instead, two others stepped out, clad in black leather armour with swords at their sides.[/i][/b]
“Stay right where you are, Demon.” [b][i]One said, a native looking man with darker skin and long hair. He held a tomahawk in his hand. His companion was a younger man, Chinese from looks with short, pitch black hair and jade Green eyes, a sword in his own.[/i][/b]
[b][i]The Demon let out a screech as it transformed into the state shown in the picture, 3 small Imps joining it. The Chinese man began to fight off these creatures, his small one handed blade becoming a two handed Dao style sword. The other man’s tomahawk became a Battleaxe as he fought the hag in front of him, sidestepping clawswipes as she partied his own blows. Eventually he scored a hit, slamming the axe into the Hag’s arm, before drawing it out, dodging a lunge attack from it. He spun, slamming the axe blade through her neck to kill it. A few moments after the three imps had been defeated by the Chinese man, the native speaking to him. [/i][/b]
Tokota: “You were slow.” [b][i]He said, clearly older than his companion. He had grey in his hair and his face showed age.[/i][/b]
Qun: “Hey, we tracked her down and we killed her. That’s what matters.”
Tokota: “Yes, And 7 people died because you weren’t faster.” [b][i]He said, snapping his head to the side as he heard something, readying his axe.[/i][/b]
[spoiler]open. Crap post but meet some Reapers...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]tempted to use marcella [/spoiler]
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Edited by Nightingale: 1/7/2018 2:30:51 PMThe sound he had heard was the footsteps of the attractive wandering ronin Suzume Hiroshi, who had stopped as she saw the men. She turns to face them, somewhat curious as to what had occurred, though she keeps a hand on her scabbard instinctively, as one never knew when a fight may break out. She slowly approached the men, stopping a few feet away and shifting her weight to one side as she does so, raising her only eyebrow beneath her black jingasha hat at the sight before her. “What happened here?”
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It was revealed...to be a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/49/ca/dc/49cadc4d27e928f1671b3cc5117166f0.jpg]a feminine cyborg[/url] of all things, who looked at them warily, almost like she was ready to kill the both of them if they seemed hostile. “Who...are you? And what are you doing here?” She asked, clearly both suspicious and curious about what exactly they were doing.
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When the man turns around he sees another Chinese figure. He is a few inches above average hight and about average weight but he is well built and covered in muscle. He is wearing one of the Chinese conical farming hats. He has leather armor on. On his sword hilt is a well made katana. “Did you just kill a demon”? “I hate demons”. “Can I join you guys on your quest to kill these demons”?
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[b][i]Tokota looked over at the man, speaking gruffly.[/i][/b] T: “This doesn’t concern you. This was the only one to get out as well, so our job is done anyways.” [b][i]He said. Bit rude, most would say. He looked over at Qun.[/i][/b] “Make sure there’s none others around, for all we know it could have made more.” [b][i]He said, before stepping off down another alley, disappearing into a Green portal.[/i][/b]
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[b] The man turns his attention to Qun[/b] “He said there could be more of those things can I hunt them with you”? “I would be more help than harm”.
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“It’s a routine check.” [b][i]Qun sighed as he took out a handgun from under his arm.[/i][/b] “And I apologize for his mannerism. He’s very ‘cut the shït’ when it comes to working. My name is Qun.”
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“My Name has been forgotten in time long ago”. [b] The man pulls out his katana in the blink of a eye and preforms a few practice strikes”.[/b] “ I’ve seen demons do great evil to this world”. “How can I help.
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“Right now I just need to make sure there’s no Imps or Eggs around right now. Lust demons are capable of creating nests for themselves and reproducing.” [i][b]Qun said, as he moved a palette to look under it.[/b][/i] “look for any wine coloured spheres.”
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[b] The man start investigating the area looking for the things Qun told him about.[/b]
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When he turned he saw Tubbs standing there, he looked kind of confused. “Did you guys just murder someone?”
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Tokota: “They were once someone. Now just a hideous deformation go their sins.” [b][i]He said, matter of factly.[/i][/b] Qun: “This is going to sound crazy sir, but that creature was a demon.” [b][i]He said, straight faced. Qun didn’t look more than 19 honestly, almost a kid still[/i][/b]
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“Wow that’s hella racist. Just because they’re a demon you think it’s ok to kill them?”
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Tokota: “When they’re directly responsible with pheromone poisoning 7 people and causing them to commit crimes in public only to murder them and drain their life force for feeding, Yes we do believe it’s ok to.” [b][i]He said, shething his axe[/i][/b] Qun: “Not to mention it’s a tortured soul now put to rest. It was a favour.”
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“Well they have to eat somehow. Humans kill animals all the time for food, so why aren’t you killing them? You all are like the KKK for demons.”
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Tokota: “Again they’re also directly responsible for sexually devious crimes and murder, and they are created from twisted souls. They have been out to rest now, no longer in suffering. And no thag isn’t religious bull, that’s documented descriptions and proof we have.”
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“Proof? Show it to me then.”