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Edited by ELIJAH_GOAT:
3/24/2023 12:18:01 PM
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I’m absolutely dripped out in a pink flannel trench coat, combat boots, boxer underwear, and a golden crown.
Sporting a green mustache. I enter the arena riding a Pepe frog that breathes the stench of discord mods. I equip my obsidian staff.
English
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[i]chuckles lowly[/i] [b]“Another Little Nass Ex cosplay, eh?”[/b] A raspy voice calls out. [b]“I’ve killed many of your kind in my time, boy.”[/b] The voice taunts. [b]“Why don’t you try to hit me?”[/b]
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Edited by ELIJAH_GOAT: 3/27/2023 12:40:32 AM*grunts* “What’s a Lil nass ex?”
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[i]grunts in annoyance[/i] [b]”My brave boy. I needn’t tell you more. The only help you need now is the sweet comfort of death.”[/b] The Broker starts toward you, shaking his head and slowly opening his blades.
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“You call me boy? I watched the stars rise to the heavens and I shall see them fall the same! Face me.”
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 1:40:08 PM[i]smiles intently[/i] [b]”I rode those very same stars you watched fall!”[/b] He moves closer to you, initiating a fight circle.
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*I follow the circle, naturally. As I prepare my staff* “Unlikely. The Broker. What does thy name entail?”
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 4:03:29 AM[i]sneers playfully[/i] [b]”Ah, for you don’t believe me? My name is derived from many of my actions, but also from the definition of the occupation. I act as a sort of intermediary between my deity, Incaria, and those that commission her services.”[/b] He runs his blades together and roars in spirit. [b]”And you? I have no knowledge of your title.”[/b]
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[b]”I shall not reveal my name, for if I spoke it the very sky would shatter.[/b] [i]continues circling[/i] [b]”Are you prepared?”[/b] [spoiler]Im using the same font as you because not doing it is making me feel small lol[/spoiler]
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[i]raises eyebrow[/i] [b]”This world may not be able to handle your power, but I can! Try me![/b] The Broker leaps into the air and sends a barrage of spines at his opponent. [spoiler]yeah that was kinda what I was going for lol[/spoiler]
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[i]I raise my staff and block them with an invisible dome[/i] [b]”Thou art alike me? Un of this world?[/b] [i]I send the spines flying back at you[/i] [spoiler]wtf why spines[/spoiler]
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 4:26:14 AM[i]smirks smugly[/i] [b]”But of course! For I am made for the purpose of serving, but I find it fulfilling.”[/b] All spines bounce off the Broker’s armor but one, impairing him in the side. [b]”Gah! That…hurt. But can’t you be knowledgeable of my armor? For I don the Shadeborn armor, gifted to me by the god of wrath, and whom my master is a disciple of, Vokreus.”[/b] The Broker pulls the spine out and rears for another attack. [spoiler]idk man they’re kinda like blades[/spoiler]
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Edited by ELIJAH_GOAT: 3/27/2023 5:16:26 AM[b]”Thy power is given to thee by others, by higher beings. My power is mine and mine alone. Not given by poultry gods”[/b] [i]I clench my fist, shattering the spine in your hand causing it to send shards into your wrist[/i] [i]causing you pain clearly caused me joy do to the smile on my face[/i]
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 5:25:28 AM[i]grumbles painfully[/i] [b]”You fool. I’ve had many a worse pains and aches in my time! You think a bug bite of a wound is enough to put me down?”[/b] The Broker growls and steps toward his opponent, holding his blade out in front of him. [b]”My power may not be my own, but I choose to make greatness from it! I am my power! Nobody could possibly hope to stop me as long as it’s with me! [i]NOBODY IS GOING TO TAKE IT FROM ME![/i]”[/b]
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“[b]You think I need your power?[/b] [i]I stand there, menacingly.[/i] [b]”Why don’t you give me a demonstration?”[/b]
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 5:35:48 AM[i]Stands there. Menacingly![/i] The Broker took his helmet off his head and his blade off his back. He scratched a strange symbol into his helmet, which started to glow a strange purple and red. All of a sudden, that same symbol appeared below his feet and began to shoot out energy up and into his body. The Broker could feel the power of Wrath course through his body, affecting every single atom and protein in his being. Great tusks of power emerged from his scarred face and his blades shone that same purple and red. In a roar of concentrated Wrath and Fury, he shatters the minds of all those in a 100 mile radius. [b][i][u]”FEAR THE SHADEBORN! FEAR THE WILL OF THE GODS! FEAR! ME!”[/u][/i][/b] The ground shook violently as the Broker’s opponent fell to the ground, feeling a strange sensation wash over him. The Broker’s eye tracked to his opponent, and he started running. Fast.
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[i]I quickly recover and jump in the air holding my staff to the sky as I rain down purple lighting upon you[/i] “[b]I have no fear, Servant of Wrath. We shall see if the same lies with you.”[/b]
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 5:48:50 AM[i]growls ferociously[/i] [b][i]”Fear? I control fear! I AM fear! I am the monster that lurks in the dark, I am what goes bump in the night, I am what children see in their nightmares, I AM FEAR!!!”[/i][/b] The ground cracks and crumbles with every step the Broker makes. He swings his blade toward his opponent, leaving behind streaks of harsh, boiling air. [b][i]”What is there to fear for you, immortal, hm? What gives you the shakes? The heebie-jeebies, as it were. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?[/i][/b]
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[b]”I fear nothing, Wrath-Borne.”[/b] [i]I kneel down with my staff and murmur what appears to you as gibberish. I slam my staff into the ground causing a great golden light to shine upon you from above.[/i] [b]”Cast off your darkness, Creature of the Night.”[/b]
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[i]grimaces lightly[/i] [b]”What you see as dark and light, I see as who’s holding the bigger stick. You can pretend to be the good guy all you would like, but I’ll let you in on a little secret. There are no good and bad guys. It’s whoever has the power. And right now, your “light” is barely scratching me!”[/b] The Broker steps closer and closer to the staff, but finds that it’s becoming increasingly difficult to do so. It…tingles. Burns, almost. But he can’t look away…
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[b]”Thy words are to be ignored, demon!”[/b] [i]I raise the staff to the sky and it sends sparks of flame down from the heavens.[/i] [b]”You clearly desire to be closer, so I will give what is asked of me.”[/b] [spoiler]he better give us good ratings, this crap is epic.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Breaking_08: 3/27/2023 6:24:58 AM[i]awe[/i] [i][b]”if i could just…have that relic….I could be….a god….”[/b][/i] The closer the Broker got, the more it seared away, but the more he wanted. He closed his eyes. His armor was slowly chipping away, and his blades disintegrating. From his armor, though, came a voice. A feeling. A being. A cry of need and wrath. The ground shook. Even harder than before. Cracked. Small at first, but what was a small crack in the ground quickly became a chasm—— [i]i can’t let you take him from me not now not ever[/i] His eyes opened.
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[i]as your eyes opened I struck across the face you with the hilt of my staff knocking you back.[/i] [b]”What is you’re need with my staff?”[/b]
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[i]struck[/i] [b][i]”For if I have your weapon, I may be powerful enough to overthrow the very Gods themselves! Not just mine, but even the ones I know you worship![/i][/b] The Broker roars and stomps toward you, twirling his blades. His eyes bore into your skull, bringing up memories of trial and death.
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[b]”You are not worthy of Godhood.”[/b] [i]I prepare for the attack.[/i]
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[i]rush[/i] [b][i]”YOU KNOW NOT OF MY WORTHINESS, WARLOCK!![/i][/b] The Broker charges forward, horns up and ready to impale. [b][i]”YOU KNOW NOTHING OF ME!”[/i][/b]
