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*An access point spilling red and black shadowy smoke opens in front of the gates of the Dojo. Maya appears dragging out a couch. A table. Another couch. And a tea set. She sits down and prepares four cups.*
[b]Fighting, fighting, fighting. What happened to the finer things in life?[/b]
[spoiler]current status. Open but must bring your own cup. Also. We're in hiding from the intruder. Because its tea/liquor time. No. Fights.
No longer hiding.
[b][i][u]But still no fights. This is peaceful relaxation time in these replies[/u][/i][/b][/spoiler]
Edit: no longer hiding. Angry Assaulttron is no longer keen on fighting our tea time. Please be respectful and strike up a conversation with the guy. I'm sure we could learn a lot from each other.
[spoiler]Details on our hiding. As long as a shadow is nearby. Our group is literally untraceable.[/spoiler]
[b]I SAID NO FIGHTING.[/b]
[b]Alright fine... I get it. Fighting by arguing. Conceded. BUT NO VIOLENCE.[/b]
*glares at Alex and WA-18*
[b]Prior to the tournament. Please come get your amp up teas! Any kind, all kind. We want you all to be ready![/b]
[b]I've been gone awhile.. BUT IM BACK NOW EVERYONE. So per the usual. Gotta start up some tea to bring me back in my mind set you lovely bastards[/b]
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[b]Tuesdays! Makes sure and come by on Tuesday's for your Tea![/b]
[spoiler]Current exotic teas
Corichea
Forsketta
Hasuthuca
Yurseuga
Grazaltha
Gurancha
Torschuerta
Rofitteras
We also have any number of drinks you can imagine.
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English
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*hands you a fifth. The bottle is obscure. Has a line to write on in the label* [b]Whiskey is a pretty generic term. So write what type you want on there. Shake it up and wait five minutes while it settles into the type you wrote. Choose a story big fella[/b]
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*He wrote down an old Type of Whiskey he used to drink when younger* "A Story huh?.....Which one....Perhaps one from the siege on Venus........Hope you like old Ward-Dog Stories"
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[b]I wouldn't be trading priceless drinks for anything else![/b]
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"Very Well then...Where to start" [spoiler] BRB ill comment it when done, it might be a Long Text[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Its coolio. [/spoiler]
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[i]Yeah, it was some years ago back when i was on my 20s...28 to be precise, a few years before i got married, It was only me and my squad mates the old Nova-8 Chem-trooper Battalion , we where just eighth but we where enough to make a battalion run in fear, Few Troops can say they have survived Mars Chemical warfare. We where Taking Garrison on an Old Building. We had just cleaned up the City so we where all just having a break, I was on watch duty to Our Commanders orders, man was she tough with me.......Middle of the night and I hear them, A UNSC Battalion of Scorpions if we where on Mars it would be a simple task but we had no backup or Sagmanks to fight back their tanks. Only one option...bring down the city over their own Tanks! it sounded crazy when the commander came up with it..bu we only had enough corrosive charges to bring down a building. SO was the plan, we had to Lure them into the trap Destroy it.....it was a good run to say the leas. I was the bait. they gave me all of Our kinetic shields and told me to lure them. the moment the 10 cannons aimed at me i ran like a mother-blam!-er, Hell wasnt for the shields id be krusk i took a couple of hits from those tank shells. But the moment i heard the corrosive charges go off man, it got ugly the Building bagan coming down over me It was scary to say the least. but i made it out as the Scorpions got crushed. After that i got the day off and fittingly the same whiskey i am about to re-taste after 21 years. [/i]
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I think my story is longer
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*low whistle* [b]Man, now that is a story I love to hear![/b]
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"I am glad you liked it!" *he took a sip*
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[b]Jared walks up to the table[/b] "who the hell are you?"
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[b]Shadow Master 2°, Maya Sundaresh. Pleased to meet you. What can I get you?[/b]
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"what you have? I ain't gonna have competition for selling things am i? cause i run the starbucks over there..."
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[b]There's no competition. The only payments I accept are stories. And well... I literally have anything you could possibly want. Soooo... No competition. I'm free and have an extremely wide variety. [/b]
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"Stories? I'm........ well it's hard to explain, I am one of the only keyblade wielders left, i am a nightingale of nocturnal, i have seen wars that would curb the bloodthirst of all warmongers, i have seen monsters and heroes and gods, demi-gods, false gods, I am an abomination and even your salvation..." [b]He sits down opposite you[/b] "You could say i have a hell of a payment"
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[b]Alright. Give me a bit of your personality traits and I'll scrounge up the perfect drink for you. But first. Alcohol, coffee, tea or a mix of some?[/b] [spoiler]I also have some drinks listed down below for other visitors.[/spoiler]
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"coffee, I love coffee, but uhh" [b]He rubs the back of his neck[/b] "I have other selves, so i have many and varied traits, but here i guess i'm easy to piss off, but easy going till then, flamboyant, and spontaneous"
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[b]you're gonna want this fiery drink then. Brewed with a strain of the coffee plant that produces orbs of sunlit fed beans. I'm not allowed to tell you the location. But I have a steady relationship with the people that cultivate this plant. And brew some of the best coffee around. This drink, unnamed originally, I call [i]Forsketta[/i]. It's too bright for the human naked eye like mine. If it affects you as well. Here's some shades. The drink goes down harsh. But once it's in your stomach. It will literally shine through you. So don't drink before any reconnaissance missions. Tastes like a charmer, and smooth as a button [i]after[/i] it's in your system.[/b] *pours you the drink in a tall thick walled ceramic mug.*
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[b]He quaffs it in a single gulp, and then a layer of chitin forms over the light to block it, and tendrils go over the spot before absorbing into his gut[/b] "Damn that's good"
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*blinking in exasperation* [b]Time isn't of the essence while drinking.... But.. You want more? Then you need to tell me a story. Not your whole life story. Just a story will do. Also feel free to converse with anyone here. Just remember. No fighting. Or else.[/b] *winks with an evil grin*
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[b]He cratches his neck, but then says[/b] "One of my selves before it died was a Four-Armed Droid by the name of klink, he was also a bit more calculating, and hard to kill...." "I have a story, When i was still kinda new, One of the older members held another hostage and forced us to go back to our roots, fighting, where i "Died" in a duel, but was resurrected by Lady Nocturnal"
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[b]Tell me more about it! That sounds fun![/b]
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"My lady simply wanted me to continue, but i still can't feel my left ear, because i was a human torch for a period of time, but i have a request to mkae of you" [b]he leans forward[/b] "do you have any stories for me?"
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[b]Ohhhh hoho! I definitely do. Mostly my training because that was most of my life. How about the time I had to kill three bears after I was dropped off on a planet that only has these bears. Large golden haired six armed bears. Tusks and horns. Poisonous glands in their claws. I was given a substance to hinder my access to the Shadow realm and it's abilities. The only way my training would be considered finished is after I had three sets of bear balls in hand. Only way I would have those is if they were dead. Problems arose though... Almost instantly. I was surrounded after drop off. I had to run after accidently killing one with a boulder. That pissed the rest off. After using tree traps, pits, and actually having to wrestle one while wearing the skin of another, I had finally taken down 17 of the bastards. You know, they don't have any prey on that planet? They eat each other and the unlucky recruits. Makes them some scary creatures it does. I was reprimanded for killing more than my fair share. Ha! [/b]
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[b]I walk up to the table[/b] Hmm... I don't remember this being here...
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[b]I'm glad you could make it sir. Yes. Pretty new. Meant to be a small passive tea time group. And... Well it grew in popularity. What can I get you?[/b]
