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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by EvoTymes:
12/10/2015 12:36:08 AM
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[b][i]San Diego
Renzo[/i][/b]
[i]Back in the school gym I was hitting up the punching back, blowing off steam. Geez it was a handful for the first few days, met new people, ran into that watcher woman who was playing hero, still had new clue what that was about, got into a fight, met some more interesting people and not seeing family is something I'm still getting used to. Wonder what kind of problems would lay ahead of me, ehh whatever, I'm sure I can handle it. I move on to the pull-up bar, the sweat dripping down from the hard work I was doing, the gym was empty and that was the way I liked it. Working out was something I enjoyed and something to clear my head.[/i]
[spoiler]Open to anyone[/spoiler]
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[b]You see feitan come into the gym, benching. He seems to be lifting wayy more than he looks capable of, without breaking a sweat.[/b]
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[i]I ignore him and just move to pull-ups.[/i]
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[b]Feitan increases the weight to 500 lbs and keeps lifting. After thirty minutes he stops and goes to renzo and stares at him.[/b] " Whats your name?"
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"Renzo Lutu." [i]I say as I continually do my pull ups. [/i]
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"Hmm" [b]Instantly you aren't in the gym anymore, but a dojo with doors behind and in front of you.[/b] [i]choose one, it helps when you move and not stay in the same place... Trust me[/i]
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"Why the hell did you bring me here?"
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[i]just choose one already. I'm curious as to what you will do.[/i] [b]You hear disembodied muttering all around you. Whispering, crying, talking, gibberish.[/b]
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[i]I look at the door behind me and the one in front of me[/i]
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[b]The voices grow louder every moment you stay standing, the one in the front seems to emit a malevolent presence whereas the one behind you makes a low humming noise.[/b]
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"Always move forward." [i]I say to myself with a shrug and walk through the front door.[/i]
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[b]Past the door is what looks like an unending forest path, thick fog and large trees on either side, the only path is forward, where the presence gets stronger with every step.[/b]
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[i]I move through the forest looking around carefully.[/i]
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[b]Voices of dread emanate from either side warning you to go back, that it isn't worth it. After a while of walking, you see a figure in the distance, what looks to be a man. But, something is wrong with his posture, he stands straight up but his neck is crooked, bent at a angle.[/b] [spoiler]gtg to sleep cont tomorrow[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]You son of a bitch, you did not just pull a crooked man.[/spoiler] [i]I look at him uneasily and instantly stop in my tacks.[/i]
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[spoiler];)[/spoiler] [b]He beckons you to him, standing deathly still. The presence seems to be emanating from him.[/b]
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[i]I grit my teeth and decide to just keep walking[/i]
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[b]As you near the figure, the voices begin to scream for you to get away, it isn't worth it. Suddenly a dog trots out from behind the figure, still shrouded by the fog, its head is upside down, but it appears to be fine.[/b] [i]Hello friend... I always wanted to meeeeeet youuuuuu![/i]
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"Cool, I guess." [i]I say as I keep walking.[/i]
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[b]The man is now visible, and he isn't too pretty. He's at least 6'6, neck not helping the height at all as it only adds an unsettling effect. You can now hear his breathing. A loud gasping sound, as if it was someone breaking the surface of water, just before drowning. He waves to you and in blinding movement he makes his way to you, the movements are not fluid at all, they are jerky and rough. He swings at you, punching you in the shoulder. [/b]
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[i]I formed a hard light knife in my hand and pointed at his fist, him practically stabbing himself[/i] "What is this?" [i]i ask's unfazed by what is happening.[/i]
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[i]Meh, just showing you some random stuff. Not really important, still surprised you haven't realized the fun part yet...[/i] [b]He doesn't stop and continues to push his hand through it, blood turning into crimson butterflies and landing all over your arms, he also bitch slaps you.[/b]
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[i]I stepped back and threw my arm between his legs, grabbing his ankle and I threw him over my back making him fall on the floor, I then step on that God damn crooked neck[/i] "There's a fun part to this?"
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[i]well there should be... But you haven't really noticed it yet...[/i] [b]He is too heavy to lift and he picks you up instead and slams your back into his knee repeatedly, his grip like iron. [/b]
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[i]Hard light armor sure does the trick, if anything he's just hurting his knee[/i] "Not entirely seeing the fun." [i]I grab his arms and burn them with a hardlight beam, making him release me. I stand and dust myself off[/i] "What's the point of this exactly?"
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[b]the butterflies having been trapped in your armor melt, burning your arms as they do so[/b] [i]What can you do in dreams renzo? Do you just watch them? Or do you control them? You are slower than i thought you would be... It's a dream renzo...[/i] [b]Suddenly a crap ton of huge gummy bears come out of the ground and start beating the living shit out of you, ignoring the hardlight armor.[/b]
