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postato inizialmente in:The Digital Dojo
8/20/2016 7:43:26 PM
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"I'm not an idiot," [b][i]Omnus says, his mechanical legs propelling him backwards a full 5 yards. He readied his claymore.[/i][/b]
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Thanks... [b]A set of walls form around him.[/b] One, you're not getting my soul. Two, we're gonna play the waiting game. [spoiler]Psychological battles! [/spoiler]
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"I don't want your soul. That would infect my metal," [b][i]He said, slowly walking towards the walls.[/i][/b]
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Sure you don't... [b]A mine explodes where you step.[/b]
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[b][i]He goes flying back, hitting the wall. He grunted in pain as he got up, his jetpack shooting out sparks.[/i][/b] "Great.... I'll have to go repair this now," [b][i]He said as he pulled a few cubes from his belt. They turned into explosive grenades, and he threw them all around the wall after pulling all the pins, and the resulting explosions activated the rest of the landmines.[/i][/b]
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[i]Shit...[/i] [b]As the smoke clears, He rushes you.[/b]
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[b][i]Omnus rushes as well, getting ready to swing his sword at his opponent.[/i][/b]
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[b]The ring of the clash of metal sounds through the Dojo, and He and Omnus are locked in what is known as a saber-lock.[/b]
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[i][b]Omnus doesn't falter as he lifts his left mechanical leg, and slammed his foot into his opposition with all the force he could muster.[/b][/i]
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[b]He is knocked back, and skids across the ground. He nearly slides of the cliff, hanging by his hand.[/b] Shit! F--k! Oh my god, that's the ground... [spoiler]Fear of heights.[/spoiler]
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[b][i]Omnus doesn't make a move to help him.[/i][/b]
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Shit... [b]He climbs up, sweaty, bruised, and bleeding.[/b] [b]He pulls out a revolver and fires three shots, aimed at your head and abdomen.[/b]
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[b][i]Omnus's eyes widen, as he ducks and side steps. The bullet aimed at his head goes over him, but the other two hit his side, and he yelled out in pain, before gritting his teeth.[/i][/b] "Thought you said no guns," [b][i]He said through his teeth while grimacing in pain, as he pulled a cube from his belt, the minigun reforming. He grins the best he could, and slammed a robotic finger on the trigger. A raging storm of bullets flew in predetermined lines towards his opponent, all the bullets going towards somewhere vital or weak. The ridiculous speed of 100 bullets a second caused a tremendous amount of recoil, however his robotic arms easily kept the gun from straying off target. However, the minigun was pushing Omnus backwards, so he began steadily moving forwards while firing.[/i][/b]
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[b]A wall forms ahead of Him as the minigun forms.[/b] You... *heavy breathing* Can't... *heavy breathing* Win...
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[b][i]Omnus puts the mini-gun away, smiling.[/i][/b] "I've decided. I like you. I don't know what the LT's will say, but if it were up to me? You pass. Sadly, it isn't...." [b][i]Omnus frowns, shaking his head.[/i][/b] "Have a nice day."
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Thank you... But I never said we were done... [b]You're screwed.[/b]
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[b][i]Omnus shrugs.[/i][/b] "Cyanara." [b][i]A random helicopter forms besides him, and he flies away, because I ain't lettin' no second half get my Omnus killed.[/i][/b]
