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« Reply #50 on: May 13, 2011, 05:32:10 AM »



This image is officially raped into unfunniness.
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Now that I found it I don't know what to write....


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« Reply #51 on: May 13, 2011, 05:33:15 AM »


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I just started laughing my ass off all alone in the campus library like an insane person.
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« Reply #52 on: May 13, 2011, 08:44:52 AM »

ocular devices

what the fuck, man, not cool

And here I thought "orbs" and "hues" were bad enough, this is just like... above and beyond.

(you know your posting style probably needs toning down when even the mods agree it's too wordy)
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« Reply #53 on: May 13, 2011, 09:51:37 AM »

Well - given that Yoshimitsu is a robot, 'ocular device' is sort of technically correct, supposing that he didn't want to write something like 'visual sensory component' or something even longer.
(because technically, robots don't really need eyes, you could have the 'seeing' parts on its hands or whatever. So ocular sort of implies he has eye-things where eyes would be, Imo.)
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« Reply #54 on: May 13, 2011, 12:49:37 PM »


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I just started laughing my ass off all alone in the campus library like an insane person.


That's all it takes? The Buce?
God, his face is horrifying...
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21:18:28 [Meedle] You're just like my ex friend. Stuck up black bitch who thinks she's all that in a bag of potato chips. Eurgh. <----ROFL.
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« Reply #55 on: May 14, 2011, 04:54:53 PM »

ocular devices

what the fuck, man, not cool

And here I thought "orbs" and "hues" were bad enough, this is just like... above and beyond.

(you know your posting style probably needs toning down when even the mods agree it's too wordy)

Well - given that Yoshimitsu is a robot, 'ocular device' is sort of technically correct, supposing that he didn't want to write something like 'visual sensory component' or something even longer.
(because technically, robots don't really need eyes, you could have the 'seeing' parts on its hands or whatever. So ocular sort of implies he has eye-things where eyes would be, Imo.)

Suck my hues.
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« Reply #56 on: May 24, 2011, 09:23:33 PM »

16:15:32 [Yoshimitsu] Time… The concept of time had changed drastically ever since… well, there has been changes, that’s all that really matters. Locomotion had grown different too. It was like fatigue didn’t exist anymore. Getting tired was a thing of the past. The long forgotten past. The senses had become different as well, everything was magnified tenfold. For example, he could hear whispers carried along the wind. He could see intricate details within the dark tunnel of that foreboding entrance towards the arena’s pit. He could smell the sweat and blood long shed and dried in the sands of the battlefield, taste it almost. He could feel the individual grains of sand shift beneath his step through his footwear. When you could decipher every detail. When you could analyze every second individually in all of its parts time seemed different. It was not flying by, ever. It was calculated and documented upon each passing moment. --c--

16:15:32 Bear enters this room

16:15:38 [Yoshimitsu] --c-- The warrior who stepped through the opening towards the arena was something that this battlefield hadn’t seen before. Certainly there were similarities to previous combatants but nothing quite like Yoshimitsu. At first the silhouette of the stranger would lead to believe he were an ancient Samurai. A militaristic noble that ruled before the time of industry. This appearance was not without irony. What stepped from the shadows was not simply a man in armor. But something else entirely. The obsidian garb was intricately detailed with red lights. The armor had a sleek shine to it, very “Darth Vader”esque to give it a proper sci-fi colloquialism. It was hard to tell what lie within the armor. Where the machine began and the man ended. The philosophical concept has been around far before the thought of prosthetics and cybernetics. The Ship Of Theseus, at what point did that ship become something else? When was its identity changed? Or did it ever? --c--

16:15:43 [Yoshimitsu] --c-- At what point would the warrior known only as Yoshimitsu have changed identities from man to machine? Was it when his eyes were replaced with synthetic optical receivers? Or when his cerebral cortex was replaced with another synthetic replacement that could hold massive amounts of information, infinitely vast compared to what his previous brain could store. Or was it when his blood was replaced with a far more efficient liquid designed in a lab in order to optimally work and heal his also synthetic musculature and epidermis? One couldn’t be sure, but one thing was for certain. Yoshimitsu found identity on the battlefield. In the throes of combat. Regardless of his true identity or change. The cybernetic samurai warrior was walking towards the center of that bloody stage of sand. His hands held firm at his sides as he stopped. His essence reaching out for the blade sheathed upon his waist as he waited for a worthy challenger to provide a worthy challenge. --c--

16:15:49 [Yoshimitsu] --c--Those robotic ocular devices would glow red under the brim of that dark helmet scanning his immediate surroundings for said challenger. Yoshimitsu’s patience was absolute because time… Time was inconsequential to him now. --e--

16:17:02 [Drayle] Interesting Intro...

16:17:43 [Yoshimitsu] I liked it.

16:18:39 [Drayle] I figured you would. So. -takes a casual stance, cane held like a reverse grip- Shall we?

16:19:28 [Yoshimitsu] Fuckin' post and we can begin.

16:19:41 [Raphaela] [ I think he did. ]

16:19:54 [Drayle] [[ Thanks Raph ]]

16:20:14 [Yoshimitsu] ...

16:20:26 [Raphaela] [ Don't thank me... I'm snickering behind screen.

16:20:36 [Yoshimitsu] Fucking troll.

16:20:44 [Drayle] What, think just beacuse you have the Intro of the Gods that I have to over exert myself?

16:20:47 [Yoshimitsu] No one is that stupid on accident. >:/

16:20:59 [Yoshimitsu] GTFO.

16:21:07 [Drayle] Whatever. Not worth my time Whiner

16:21:08 Raphaela props Bear up with popcorn.

16:21:18 Drayle exits from this room


I AM DISAPPOINT!

You dumb...
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