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Broken shrugged. 'I prefer 21 or a variant of that, it's a bit of fun, especially playing fifty-one with four people. They're all kinds of messed trying to complete a set of five. But, also, don't do the bard thing anymore. We already have enough weirdos running around without you going on and giving the ideas' Broken replied, casting a thumb at Striker.
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"A coward? No to the coldest form, I am just not ready for a fight. I need to study the specialties of all of these new people whom I have had the pleasure of meeting. If you think I am not willing to fight, Striker...then let that be the way of you thinking, but I am just not in the mood."

*Teleports back down to Nevex and Broken*

"Texas Hold 'Em sounds good to me!"
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[i]These mere mortals are only interestead in there entertainment[/i] Psychic Thought. [i]They have no idea what is in store for them[/i]. Psychic quickly teleported to his masters house, before any one realized who he was. He entered through the door, feeling the presense of a million dead souls. He knealt before his masters throne. "Master, it is done." He spoke cautiously, as his master had a short temper. "Good, now, i wish for you to befriend striker, and infiltate the very core of our enemies organization."
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"A year you say?"

[i]I wonder if I can find a way to study people through the memories they have. Enter into their minds and see what they see through their own eyes. But that is something only a true magical being can accomplish, I will have to keep on studying my own magical powers to be able to do that [/i]

"Oh, yeah, I am not the gambling type....sorry."

Ooc: I am saving points to use Yin's Renders
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Psychic walked along to where Striker was sitting. "Excuse me, but you wouldnt happen to be Striker would you?" Psychic was thinking of what to do next, take the subtle approach or go in guns blazing. If he went for subtleness, he would have to think of a way to sneak Striker away with him agreeing to it and no one else knowing. That left one other choice.
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Broken shifted away, stupid things were going to go down. Now, he could do something, but people don't learn if you do everything for them. Course, they don't learn either if you let them keep doing stupid stuff, they'll begin to think it's okay. Man, new students are a lot like dogs, if you don't control them they'll just runn all over the neighbourhood.
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OoC: Psychic, you have to use 4 lines or more.
IC: "Thanks Striker, but why are you being so nice to me? I mean I have been insulting you this entire time"

DeathlyFiend stands up and takes the shake with both hands.

"Oh, did you get the blood topping?"

The shake in both hands guides to DeathyFiend's mouth, he pen up a small oval shaped hole and beings to slurp down the shake.
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'Okay' Broken said, appearing in mid-air. He somersaulted in the air and kicked Psychic in the face, launching him away and across the entire hall, lodging him in a wall. 'I really don't see WHY you couldn't do that yourself' he said to Striker and vanished once more. Wow, this guy is a jerk.
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"It's a long story Broken," replied Striker. "It involves a being of darkness named 'The Master'." The Master was the original creator of dark magic. Striker was unfortunate to face him before. Striker knew him as War Torn, but now he called him The Master since WT's servants called him that. "Do you want a shake Broken?"
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Psychic was not expecting to be kicked in the stomach and was now wedged in a wall. He had to figure out how to get Striker! He obviously had powerfull friends and a lot of them. Psychic could not defeat them on his own, he needed help. The. Only trouble was, there was no one who would help him. Then, Psychic had an idea. This "Broken" seemed to be the most powerfull of all, so if he could defeat him, he could absorb his powers and become one of the most powerfull beings alive!
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Broken reappeared with an aggravated look. 'What I just did was not something to be complimented or rewarded' he said harshly. 'That was an insta-hit I performed, it's something we strictly forbid in the actual lesson parts AND role-playing in general. Do well to remember that we do not appreciate the acts of god mode, and know ways in which to punish those who abuse it' he added before vanshing once more. Teleportation FTW.

He appeared by Psychic and helped him back up. 'Sorry about using you as a test dummy, but I like the visualize my point' he explained. 'And stop going raep face at Striker' he said in a harsh whisper.
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DeathlyFiend teleports back to the field and spots Striker, Broken and Psychic all scattered about. He begins to wonder what is going on between all three of them and why doesn't he know anything about it or if he even wants to know.

"What seems to be going on here with you three?"

DeathlyFiend has made up his mind to know the answer.
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Striker moves on to the pull-up station. [i]Why didn't I do this years ago? I would of been up there among the greats.[/i] Striker was an average teen with an unaverage ability. He could control the elements, which a select group of people could do. He wasn't the strongest out of them, but it was his mind that saved his butt a lot. [i]I wonder when that stranger is going to show up?[/i]
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As Psychic dislodged himself from the wall, he saw Striker walking away into a crowd, soon lost among the millions of people. "Dammit!" He shouted, before calming himself down. Psychic thought that Striker would only go away for 2 reasons: 1: He was escaping from Psychic, or 2: He was going to train. He hoped it was the latter and made his way to the 3 local gyms. There was no luck on the first two, and Psychic was starting to lose hope. On the third one, however, he saw Striker through the glass working out. He quikly teleported into another area of the gym before Striker noticed him. As he made his way through the rooms, hoping to find the one directly above Striker, he found a sword in one of the Trophy cabinets and brought it with him.
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[i]I sense that stranger is in the room above. Oh well.[/i] Striker grabs his stuff and teleports to another local gym. [i]Now, where was I? Oh yes.[/i] Striker went back to doing pull ups. [i]That stranger won't give up.[/i] Striker has never been hunted down like this before. He realized that The Master really wanted him. He decided to continue training until he was ready to easily defeat the stranger that was following him.
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