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Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.02.07 22:56:00 -
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She began crying. A man in a Scout suit walked up to her. "Bojo los poderosos!" she cried.
"Si, yo soy Bojo" he said in a suave voice. "I will....bring justice to this place..." The dark figured pink-eyed man growled in futile defiance and retreated from the courtyard. The clock chimed high noon.
"Not so fast," a raspy dark figure said as it stood in the gateway to the court.
"Dias Mio, es Angel Eyes" whispered the woman in fear.
"Oui Bojo," said Angel Eyes. His mustache glistened with wax. "Sleepy Zan wants you....dead or alive." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQGGQ-FCe_w (Open New tab and listen as you read)
The court cleared out. The palace vanguards stepped back, behind the pillars.
Bojo's scrambler pistol loosely moved as he and Angel Eyes paced the square. Cigar smoke poured from Bojo's mask. He had modified his Quafe Vk.0 to allow him to smoke his cigar.
"Well that's not going to happen Angel Eyes. You see, I have a shuttle to catch....and ain't no imp going to stop me."
Angel Eyes laughed as brought down his helm. The Amarr emblem glistened prominently on Angel Eye's heavy suit. The clock stroke it's 8th chime.
Angel Eye's Viziam Laser Rifle hung eagerly on his back.
10th chime.......11th.....
Smoke poured out of Bojo's helmet as he gave a sigh in preparation.
To Be Continued... |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.02.08 03:25:00 -
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*Meanwhile, back in time, we return to Bojo The Mighty* Angel Eyes drew his Laser, but Bojo had already quick-drawn his trusty Scrambler Pistol. Bojo managed five shots before the laser had become active. However, the damage build up was significant, and when it winged Bojo, he fell to the ground in agonizing pain. It had managed to create the smallest breach in his armor and fried his skin underneath.
Bojo's repair unit quickly went to work, mending the damage. Angel Eyes' footsteps could be heard as his massive boots hit the ground. Dust began to pick up.
Angel Eyes rounded the corner and fired his laser. But Bojo was not there.
"Damn, cloaking" he grumbled.
The pitter patter of light footsteps could be heard just behind Angel Eyes. He whipped around and fired his beam. But Bojo had done some serious squats.
Bojo's cloaking deactivated and revealed Bojo nailing a Remote Explosive to the breast of Angel Eyes with a custom Nova Knife 40 cm in length. Bojo leaped off of Angel Eyes and onto a balcony above the courtyard. Angel Eyes tried to get his beam on him but Bojo was quick.
Bojo detonated the explosives and a loud explosion occurred. Dust that had settled on the ceramic tiles of the courtyard were whipped upwards. Bojo hopped down from his perch and approached the body of Angel Eyes.
A large hole was blown off of the armor and blood oozed outwards. Bojo unmasked Angel Eyes, watching the grotesque miracle of death. But then something caught his eyes. Angel Eyes' mustache was slightly askew. Bojo investigated. Upon touch, a fake mustache slid off the lips of the sweat drenched body.
"Oh shi-" Two projectiles pierced Bojo's chest moving with incredible velocity. Bojo laid there on the ground, looking towards the direction of the shots. A figure, high up on the roof of the palace revealed itself.
What is the fate of Bojo The Mighty? Who is his mysterious assailant?
Tune in next time for another episode of Bojo The Mighty |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.02.16 01:56:00 -
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[OOC?] What the John Wilkes Booth, how the hell do I jump into this now....screw it I'm picking up where I left off. [OOC]
[OOC] This is going to be a sweet one with this music [OOC] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8t0KTOeMPw (Wait 10 seconds then commence reading whilst listening)
Bojo's feet swung loosely in the air. He was perched precariously on the ledge of the dropship known to his platoon as King Condor. The jungle seemed to almost wisp by in the blue night. A blue moon illuminated the sky. His Mass Driver was strapped snugly on his back, his scrambler pistol to his thigh. A loud buzz rang from the loudspeaker in the dropship. They fell from the sky, six of them. The magnificent blue inertia dampeners glowed over the canopy of the jungle.
Bojo hit the ground and rolled to cover behind a tree. Railgun shots plastered against the trunk. His squad mate nearby fell limp to the ground after taking automatic fire through his neck. The shots ceased. Bojo withdrew his pistol, holding it readily in two hands near his head. *Crack* They were coming.
A soldier in Caldari Heavy armor came to face Bojo. He stared blankly at the tree. His forge gun was anxious. The Heavy looked about, then continued down the jungle, peeking behind trees. 5 Assault class soldiers followed the arrival of the Heavy. One was looking intently at an active scanner. The small troop stopped and watched as the soldier rotated his scanner about the area.
The scanner came to point in the direction of Bojo. The soldier looked up. He clipped the scanner to his belt and withdrew a Nova Knife. He slowly approached the vicinity of Bojo. Now within a meter, Bojo looked face to face at the Caldari Soldier. Bojo's computer brought up the location of his remaining squad mates.
The soldier swung his knife, but it cut into nothing but the tree. Bojo's cloaking device failed though, so in a fast motion, his scrambler pistol came up beneath the enemy's helmet and fired off a piercing shot. A fatal wound and cauterized. The Caldari troop raised their weapons in instinct and fired off hundreds of shots at Bojo, who was sprinting through the trees by now.
His cloaking came back on and he continued his run, circling the troop of wary Caldari. He remained silent, as did the rest of his squad. The Heavy was dead ahead. Before Bojo just about ran over him over, another Squad mate sprinting perpendicular to Bojo's direction, brought a flying kick down upon the helm of the heavy at a velocity of 10 m/s. Bojo ran right by, towards the heart of the Caldari soldiers, who were now pointing their guns in every direction in a panicked frenzy. Bojo came into the moonlight and was spotted by one of the soldiers. He raised his gun but another member of Bojo's Squad deactivated her cloak and swept the weapon away. She followed up with some Jen-Mei Judo and flipped the soldier onto the ground with his own arm. She withdrew her knife and brought it down on the face of the enemy.
By now one had turned to witness the fate of his comrade but was too late. Lasers from Bojo's pistol hit him broad on his shoulder and pierced his neck. He fell to the ground in agony. The rest of Bojo's squad came from the shadows and proceeded to disarm and silently kill the soldiers with some good ol' fashioned fists. Bojo stood still, watching the moonlit choreography of death.
A bright light appeared from the sky.
* * * Bojo awoke, sweat drenched. He was laying down in the cell of a ship. A poster of Sleepy Zan stared down on him. The caption read; Quote:Sleepy Zan wants YOU! Bojo got up off the bed and approached the nearby window. The ship was approaching a monstrous fleet. A frigate was cleanly painted Negative-Feedback Alliance. Bojo looked down onto the sill of the window. A cigar and matchbox was neatly awaiting Bojo.
The looming warships came nearer as smoke billowed from Bojo.
And So Concludes Another Episode Of......Bojo The Mighty! |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.03.01 20:06:00 -
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[ Out of Narrator Mode] I'm so lost....new episode of Bojo eminent. |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.03.10 23:56:00 -
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gbghg wrote:It's not that it's a bad read, it's just if we want any idea of what's going on in the story we have to read through 30 pages of very long posts, and that's kinda daunting plus we're lazy. also I'm still waiting on bojo's next episode I can't brainstorm a way to have Bojo *SPOILER CENSORED* |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.03.15 22:33:00 -
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Damn it I can't create Bojo episodes like you guys crank out this stuff!
Need more old Japanese movie music!! |
Bojo The Mighty
Bojo's School of the Trades
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Posted - 2013.03.19 03:52:00 -
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wait wasn't Bojo for some reason at this convention/meeting/council? |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
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Posted - 2013.08.08 23:14:00 -
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*Bojo enters the room*
Sandromin Hes wrote:OOC: Well, I'm throwing in a new sub-antagonist for us to fight. Nobody pop out of nowhere until I reveal all his abilities and powers. Bojo popped out of nowhere to fight this sub-antagonist. Flying out of the sky from King Condor, far out of sight above them, Bojo slammed down into the ground. The crater dispersed the mysterious black air, revealing none other than Ojob The Pathetic. Bojo withdrew his TY-5 Breach Scrambler Pistol and popped a cap in his ass.
Sandromin then joined Bojo's chat channel, Bojo, and continued to make happy ISK transfers and business deals. They lived happily ever after. |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
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Posted - 2013.08.25 23:52:00 -
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But Bojo, unseen to Ashborn, popped two caps in their asses and saved the day. His presence in the story created a time-warp, a rip in the space time continuum. Thus hotdogs came to be in the story line. |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
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Posted - 2013.08.26 06:29:00 -
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Xavier Hastings wrote:Bojo The Mighty wrote:But Bojo, unseen to Ashborn, popped two caps in their asses and saved the day. His presence in the story created a time-warp, a rip in the space time continuum. Thus hotdogs came to be in the story line. Your sarcasm and wit rivals mine. Well played, Bojo. Well played. The funny thing is that hotdogs did come to be in the thread because I was present in said thread. You cannot prove it otherwise. |
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Bojo The Mighty
Spaceman Drug Cartel-Uno
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Posted - 2014.06.24 04:39:00 -
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Noooo Brutusssss! cried Bojo A coyote laughed in the distance.
I'm not resting in peace but rather wandering as a zombie in vengeance of no good reason
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