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Post by xano2323 on Nov 12, 2019 0:27:24 GMT -5
"...ello? H...o? Hello? Is it awake? D-Does the light mean it's on?" "Yes, the light means it's online. Hello? Can you see?"
You have no idea who you are, what you are, where you are, who these people are...okay, let's start from the beginning.
You appear to be in some kind of lab, strapped to a table. Everything you sense feels...rigid, and stiff. Like you're some kind of robot...oh god, you are a robot. For some reason, your mind is buzzing...you can feel your own thoughts, but you seem to be...sharing them, with a bunch of other brains with a bunch of other thoughts at the same times, all struggling to rise to the surface at once. You can see two people tending to you, but both of them look...weird. Like their skin is just...stars. Like they're space, in a humanoid shape. One of them is wearing a lab coat, while the other is wearing robes covered in jewels.
The robed one speaks up: "Alright, it appears to be working...can you tell me your name?"
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Post by Planetbox on Nov 12, 2019 19:08:58 GMT -5
Sammy STEEL
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Post by Lenrap on Nov 12, 2019 22:27:33 GMT -5
Sam-chan the Steel Samurai. Every soul you killed with your blade during the Kamakura period became trapped in your katana (named baka stick) before its soul-stealing powers were finally sealed with your seppuku. The voices of mongols you annihilated in the Battle of Bun'ei are white noise compared to the horrifying creatures in front of you speaking a foreign language you somehow understand. Looking down at your horrifying body, you feel a soul link to your baka stick and discover that the legendary blade was melted down and used to help create whatever you've become.
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Post by Sable-Xeno on Nov 13, 2019 15:11:28 GMT -5
Your name is Mirai the Samurai. (Sorry, couldn’t resist)
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