Lemony Lepid
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So... Sorry that Cuutuk hasn't been active. I've been trying to focus on Dajoks.
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They squabble like gukko birds over a berry... Tisk tisk
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IC: Dajoks - Sick bay "It be alright, mate." He puts his hook down. "So... What do ye know about that... Xara?" He asks, turning his head. It shows his glazed over dead eye, grey in its socket. "She seems... Snippy."
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I've been using my powers... More or less for dramatic effect. It fuels his ego. Also his wind powers help him with his sailing.
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IC: Dajoks - Gym -> Sickbay (or whatever) Dajoks still felt a bit... Frizzy from the handshake. It was a level 3 lightning charge... He decides to get it checked out. He departs the gym and heads to the infirmary, when he sees the one rahk with the... Mangled feet. He decides to say hello. It was apparent that he was not seeing eye to eye with that... Xara. After eyeing him a bit, watching Palma work her magic, he walks over and leans on his bed with his elbow. "Arr... You seem pretty badly hurt but... I'd say ye be fine. Soon, I guess. But I'll leave that to Palma." He says. "I am Dajoks." He holds out his hook for a handshake, grinning with his gold tooth.
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Open for interaction. That's not a thing? OFI? None of... Huh... Ah well.
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Where's the location of people that are OFI?
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A'ight.
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Yeah, and it was supposed to get in your head. Xara's too.
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I was just wondering, because it was totally out of context, and it threw me off. Edit: Lol, it's like glass wasn't even listening. Good grief.
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Did glass seriously just totally blow what I said off?
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Ah, the destruction of love all happens by putting the idea in their heads.
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IC: Dajoks - Gym "I was only being friendly. I didn't know this was yer 'tender moment' in a school gym." He puts his hand(s) on his waist. "It'd be a shame if yer lovey dovey blasphemy wouldn't last fer a mere month'er two." He says in a quiet, gravely voice. He creates a small amount of fog between the two lovers, clearing immediately. He begins walking away, laughing heartily. "It probably won't even last a moon." He says, chuckling. He creates fog behind him as he goes.
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All you need is 2 more people that have a sense of jealousy, nevergiveupness, or prone to being injured badly.
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Me? Ruining a moment? Hah. Noo... I do believe I am introducing myself to a fellow rahk.
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IC: Dajoks - Gym Dajoks' body spazzes for a moment, and he immediately takes his hook down (facing up) onto the rahks arm, sending the shock back to her through the circuit his metal hook creates. "Mi-ighty fine handshake ye go-ot there, miss..." He lets go.
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Goodness, Vallkuu needs to calm down. She's level 3 now. He will get pulverized over and over. The only way he can beat her is if she didn't use weapons. Even then it'd be a huge challenge.
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IC: Dajoks - Gym "Level 3, eh? Congrats mate." He says, interrupting the hug. "I be Dajoks, don't know if ye remember me, but I attended here a while back." He holds out his left hand for a handshake.
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IC: Dajoks - Gym The crack of lightning makes him jump. "What in blazes..." He looks over at two rahks, they look like their about to fight. He walks over to the scene to inspect what's going on.
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IC: Dajoks - gym Dajoks was angry. It was like no one heard him. Like no one cared. How could they be so oblivious to his existence? Surely he had been loud enough for all to hear... "Will no one fight me?" He drops his arms. He had planned that entrance for a good week. He moves over to a dummy, grumbling in disgust. He takes out his cutlass and swiftly strikes it directly down the center, splitting it in half. "This is hardly a fair fight..." he said softly, in a low tone. OOC: Open for interaction
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OOC: Dajoks is OFI, btw.
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No, I just thought it would be funny if 3 water themed things came together to build Kaitathulu.
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He'd probably back off for a while and try to kill'em again later.
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Exactly! That's what Dajoks is, the mediator. He doesn't kill, unless the defeated opponent won't concede of course. He does have a good idea of reasoning. Also the fact that it was my idea. :3
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IC: Dajoks - The school, main entrance -> gym Dajoks landed with ease, and walked through the door, making some low fog as he entered for dramatic effect. He put his hand(s) on his waist, and took in the nostalgia coming into his mind as he looked around. His spines tingling. He breaths in strongly through his nose, exhaling out his mouth, with a small rasp. He walks directly into the gym, and unsheathes his cutlass, raising it above him. "AAAAllllright, ye land lovers! I be back! Who cares for a duel, eh?" He announces, in a loud booming voice. He gives out a hearty laugh. "Unless ye scared...?" He smiles, bearing his gold tooth. This could be heard all throughout the school.
