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2/23/2016 10:23:36 PM
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"Yeah, asshole robots. So, I'll have this thing fixed up soon. Up for some sparring?
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[b]he looks up incredibly quickly. His eyes are pitch black with a single white dot as a pupil[/b] "Yes..."
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[b][i]He finishes the weld on his leg, making sure it works.[/i][/b] "Then let's go."
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[b]he grins devilishly, revealing rows apon rows of sharpened teeth. He follows, equipping his gear and readying his melnoch, a red snake that crawls up his wrist, a sword blade protruding from his mouth[/b]
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"Alright. Let's head to the training sim." He says, walking almost perfectly fine.
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[b]by the time he gets there Wheatley is already there.[/b]
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[b][i]he steps in, and the room changes to a large canyon, many twists and turns and separate paths.[/i][/b] "I wired it up to my mind. Don't worry, o won't cheat."
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"Don't worry... I don't need to." [b]he waits for his opponent to make the first movd[/b]
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[b][i]you hear the ground shaking, and two large lizards crack over the cliff edge to us.[/i][/b] "Oh yeah, these things will try to kill us. Well, as much as a hologram can." He says, and fires his rifle at you, training rounds obviously
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[b]he blows back from the hit, being deflected off of an armored scarf. He ducks behind a rock[/b]
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[b][i]Cephalon is gone, one lizard chasing him, the other chasing you. You hear something over the comms.[/i][/b] "And so you know, I've actually seen this planet first hand."
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[b]he charges the lizard and gores it through the mouth with the sword, then cautiously making his way into a cave for safety[/b]
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[i][b]A training bullet lands right by your head from in the cave, and you see Cephalon.[/b][/i] "Knew I should have calibrated the scope."
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Edited by Cosmic: 2/24/2016 2:18:38 AM[b]by the time he says that Wheatley is no where to be seen[/b]
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[b][i]Hos face glows bright red, using a thermal scan to look for him. His rifle is at the ready, other hand on his sword[/i][/b]
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[b]his sword glides slowly across his neck[/b] "Check. Mate." [b]wheatley is laying down across his shoulders, weightless.[/b]
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[b][i]Cephalon throws you off, the sword leaving a small scratch on the metal near his neck.[/i][/b] "I'm not much of a chess fan." He says, the slashes at you with his sword. You realize it's huge, a katana at least 8 feet tall, a solid red blade, and black handle
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"I never was much a fan of katanas." [b]he dodges the blade by sliding to the left, remaining low to the ground[/b] Powerful, fast, cunning, and yet..." [b]he kicks it out of his hand[/b] "Heavy and thin, like a glass cannon. I prefer a rapier."
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[b][i]The kick does nothing.[/i][/b] "Oh yeah, it's hooked to my hand." He says, and slams an elbow downwards at you.
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[b]he takes a step back and shoots at his face[/b]
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[b][i]He hits the gun with his katana, and slams his other elbow into you, followed by a front kick[/i][/b]
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[b]he goes flying backward, and sits there, wounded, waiting for a final blow. Blood drips from several wounds on his body. He rushes you again in desperation[/b]
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[b][i]He sweeps your legs, unholstering a sidearm and shooting you in the chest with 2 training rounds. You don't feel pain from them, but you have 2 bright green marks on you.[/i][/b] "Good game."
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"Sorry what?" [b]real Wheatley lays on your shoulders still.[/b] "Check what was on that blade mate." [b]the snake wrapped around his wrist hisses.[/b] [spoiler]*insert incoming retcon*[/spoiler]
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"Robot, remember? Immune to poison." He says, grabbing you and throwing you, shooting 5 training rounds into you, putting him half way through the clip
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"God damn you."
