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| Beat | Dec 19 2017, 07:20 PM Post #1 |
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Marcus was hiking through the mountains. In his quest to begin training as a true assassin he'd heard about a legendary teacher known as Hit. The changeling was simply on his way to seek out this great warrior and do his best to attain mentor-ship from the experienced assassin. "They say he has the power to manipulate time itself, and that he moves so fast you're unable to react to his movements. It all seems unreal." the mutant spoke to himself as he walked down a dirt path on the mountain trail. P: 1 |
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| HitKail | Dec 19 2017, 07:25 PM Post #2 |
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Hit had been training out in the northen mountains for some time now. The assassin stood atop one of the mountains as he meditated, sat crossed legged in the snow. The assassin was contemplating. He had been away from work for a long time, now all he thought about was killing again, ever since he dealt with that annoying saiyan Turles, Hit has wanted nothing more than to take more lives. He was not a villain, but it was all he knew. He was an assassin, and lately he wondered what he was, if he wasn't kill people. The snow blasts into his face as he sits there waiting. Post: 1 |
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| Beat | Dec 19 2017, 08:08 PM Post #3 |
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Marcus gasped in pure awe as he realized that the assassin he'd been looking for was simply hiding in plain sight. He took a look at the master assassin, Hit, sitting peacefully atop the mountain. The changeling ascended to get to the same level as the purple alien. He landed, dropping to his knees. "Legendary Assassin Hit. Please heed my call for help. Please train me oh skillful assassin." the mutant spoke. With any luck, Hit would give him a few pointers at the very least. P: 2 |
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| HitKail | Dec 19 2017, 08:54 PM Post #4 |
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Hit remains sat down as he senses an energy nearby. He keeps his eyes shut as he doesnt move a muscle or say a word. Marcus then asks for his help, to which Hit carries on sitting down, nearly ignoring the cry for help. "You got the wrong guy." Says Hit, as he continues thinking all by himself at the top of the mountain. The last person to figure out who he was, now resided in Hell. He wasn't going to tell just anyone who asked who he was. He didn't care who was talking, they had the wrong person in his eyes. He was going to play hard to get. Post: 2 |
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| Beat | Dec 20 2017, 02:57 PM Post #5 |
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Marcus got up a growled, "You're kidding me. There's no way that you aren't Hit. You match the description perfectly." the changeling said, a bit frustrated that he walked all this way for the legendary Hit to say that he isn't...Hit. Just when the mutant had prepared to leave, concluding that this journey was a waste of time, he thought of a way to find out if it truly was Hit the assassin. Marcus quickly turned, dashing straight at Hit's backside as he attempted to poke a few sharp fingernails into the back of the purple alien's neck. P: 3 |
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| HitKail | Dec 21 2017, 10:14 AM Post #6 |
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Hit didn't even move as Marcus' fingers went straight towards Hits exposed neck, however seemingly in the blink of an eye, Hit grabbed Marcus' fingers with his own, still with his eyes shut. Hit had used his time skip technique, he never let his guard down after having to put down Turles. This ball was clearly very important. The assassisn didn't quite know its worth yet. "I am not who you think I am, or you wouldn't come running to my door." Says Hit coldy as he pays the boy no attention. This was just some other earthling schmuck.![]() Post: 3 Edited by HitKail, Dec 21 2017, 10:16 AM.
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| Beat | Feb 12 2018, 12:43 AM Post #7 |
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Marcus' fingers were stopped in an instant and the changeling simply gulped. He now knew just how terrifying this legendary assassin's power could be. The scary thing was thing he knew that this was barely scraping the surface of Hit's true powers. If the young aspiring assassin wanted to become stronger in the future, he knew what he would have to overcome in his later journeys. "Oh I know exactly who you are. The point is that I need your training in order to learn to kill more efficiently. If I don't learn how to kill i'll never be able to rule." the young changeling said, still struggling under Hit's grip. P: 4 |
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