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5/11/2015 8:23:32 PM
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*the man in a wheelchair waits outside of Starbucks for any new recruits, sitting patiently with his gas mask on*
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"I have what some might consider a form telekinesis. I can't move specific objects, but I can apply large amounts of force to a given area or in a given direction. I'm fairly strong and can move and react extremely fast. When I'm under a lot of physical stress, I enter a state in which those traits are increased further. I never go unconscious except when I sleep or when I'm facing almost certain death. This can be helpful, but it's also caused me to over exert myself and push myself too far in situations where it wasn't life or death and I would have been better off giving up. While I do have some special powers, my physical abilities are my strongest area. My powers can't do much offensively against opponents who have powers as well."
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"The power to apply your own form of force? An interesting ability... Quite unique indeed. I guess I will be your mentor for now... I am neither a lieutenant or teacher, but my word may still count for something around here." *I begin to wheel up to you, and my form begins smoking as if my body and the wheelchair were made of pure smoke* "You take the first move on me. Don't hold back just because I am... Confined to a wheelchair." *my form smokes even more, becoming stiffer and smokier as if I wasn't even there*
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*you hear a laughing behind you as the smoky form dissipates* "I wish things were that simple." *ash begins swirling on the ground and around me* "First lesson. Be descriptive in your writing. If you saw my fight earlier with one of the other recruits, you would've understood what that move was supposed to do. Notice how I described the 'smoky figure' and how 'it was as of it was never there'? That smoky figure was a mimic. Observe what the others are writing or doing, and you'll be good." *ash around me forms into about 4 spears made of hardened cinders* *2 spears launch themselves at you*
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"Hello, merc. You may ask you for a favour later on... I do not wish to let loose my abilities on the recruits. I was wondering maybe perhaps later, you can take a few and show an example of fighting am opponent such as yourself."
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"Just enough to demonstrate what a different fight would feel like." [spoiler]Make a post above saying "looks for Alex Vendetta", he's a new recruit. Don't try to kill him, just give a good impression of how fights can be.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]For the 69th time everyone, it is symbolic.[/spoiler] "Not everything can be healed by gods, angels, or demons, Salazar. Sometimes a sacrifice is in order to save your friends, even if it means giving myself up to Wilson and allowing him to impale me. Sometimes sacrifice means enduring pain daily while watching your friends tear each other apart out of bitterness. Sometimes I want to stop the pain... But I can't. The sins of us all have borne the fiery fruit of torture upon my body, and as long as the sinners keep sinning, the fire of pain shall keep burning." *waits for a moment, staring at your robotic eye through my tinted gas mask lens* "You saw what I did, Salazar. Dying so you could all see through June's deceit. Dying so the walls put between us all would crumble..." *laughs harshly* "But no. You all continue to rebuild those walls, to drive us further and further from who we were. And that is a true shame indeed."
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I dont knwo the otehrs. i jsut stand as a Guardian here. But i might leave. *giggles* Ill build i pretty house for WHsiper, Junor, SHadow and me. on a good point in the VArlmedian. *smiles calmlyl staring into his imagination*
