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Bojo The Mighty
Resheph Interstellar Strategy
Gallente Federation
1309
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Posted - 2013.07.30 03:07:00 -
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*That's right bitches, it's back*
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... |
Vethosis
Murder Cakes Of Doom
743
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Posted - 2013.07.30 04:01:00 -
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Bojo The Mighty
Resheph Interstellar Strategy
Gallente Federation
1312
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Posted - 2013.07.30 04:38:00 -
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https://forums.dust514.com/default.aspx?g=posts&m=633314#post633314
*Spoiler Alert* ^ |
Hunter Junko
Vherokior Combat Logistics
Minmatar Republic
118
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Posted - 2013.07.30 05:50:00 -
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and then suddenly, my myron crashes on top of angel, ending the duel before it even started Lol |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
1366
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Posted - 2013.08.05 18:07:00 -
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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
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Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
1399
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Posted - 2013.08.07 19:20:00 -
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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!
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Arc-08
Horizons' Edge
Orion Empire
26
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Posted - 2013.08.08 02:54:00 -
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that my friends, is why the federation is still around today. Pure epicness on the battlefield, and the best trained soldiers in new eden. |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
1411
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Posted - 2013.08.08 19:43:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:that my friends, is why the federation is still around today. Pure epicness on the battlefield, and the best trained soldiers in new eden.
Irony! If/when I play FW, I play for the amarr. I have to suck up for them scrambler pistols. |
Epicsting pro
Planetary Response Organization
Test Friends Please Ignore
121
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Posted - 2013.08.11 14:33:00 -
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What wrong with me and my religion maybe the heathens of new eden need the sin, and flesh, burn away. Trust me when I say even the leader of pxrxo said that goat talked with wide eyes we all believe in the goat. A bit of pain filled fate never hurt anyone in New eden. |
Bojo The Mighty
Zanzibar Concept
1438
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Posted - 2013.08.12 06:21:00 -
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Epicsting pro wrote:What wrong with me and my religion maybe the heathens of new eden need the sin, and flesh, burn away. Trust me when I say even the leader of pxrxo said that goat talked with wide eyes we all believe in the goat. A bit of pain filled fate never hurt anyone in New eden.
Your drugs....give them to me....all of them. I seriously do not understand anything you just said besides the PRO -> Goat reference.
From this point on folks the story line changes!  I didn't like my introduction to gbghg.... |
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True Adamance
PIE Inc.
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
1168
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Posted - 2013.08.12 08:15:00 -
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Epicsting pro wrote:What wrong with me and my religion maybe the heathens of new eden need the sin, and flesh, burn away. Trust me when I say even the leader of pxrxo said that goat talked with wide eyes we all believe in the goat. A bit of pain filled fate never hurt anyone in New eden.
Heresy.
This man must be cleased from existence.... oh wait we did that back in Chromosome...... |
Bojo The Fantastic
Bojo's Grand Bazaar
32
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Posted - 2013.08.27 17:34:00 -
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https://forums.dust514.com/default.aspx?g=posts&m=633314#post633314 (read and Listen)
Chapter IV: Bojo The Fantastic
Bojo kicked open the escape pod. He withdrew his cigar from his satchel. He fumbled in his satchel, his hand blindly searched. No matches.
Bojo glanced downward. A flame was present at the edge of the depression. He approached it and knelt down to it, lighting his cigar and puffing. He returned his glance upward. 350 meters of burning ship lay at the bottom of the crater. Bojo ran down into the wreckage. Falling wreckage illuminated the sky. As Bojo picked his way through the destruction, a low rumbling began above him, high above him. In short time, it was earth quaking. Bojo hastened his search. He must find a means of transport and fast.
*POP!*
Bojo wrenched his eyes upward. The second ship was crashing, he had no time. Bojo left the wreck, powering up and out of the crater. He kept on going, towards an illumination far away. He was maybe 300 meters from the wreckage by the time the next ship crashed. The most agonizingly loud sound rained out from the exploding crash, which crashed maybe a kilometer from the previous crash site.
A wall of dust picked up and quickly caught Bojo. He ran until he found an overhang, in which he hid until the wall of dust passed. When it had, Bojo peered back, and saw his destruction. But more so, he saw the armada of MCCs breaching the atmosphere. Static charges of the wreckage, dust, and atmosphere brought lightning all over the crash site. Bojo returned to his flee, but it was inevitable.
The Jets came roaring by. The sound of RDVs deploying far an near plagued Bojo. He kept his pace. His mission; find a spaceport and leave the planet.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74E4OFTJNW0
A dropship came zooming over Bojo. It hockey stopped 50 meters in front of him. Bojo pulled out his Scrambler pistol as the Missile turret began to fire. Bojo had nowhere to hide, the sand dunes of the moon were all he had. He zig zagged his way up towards the dropship. The gunner was outmaneuvered. When Bojo was maybe 20 meters out, the squad deployed. Out hopped a group of heavy machine gunners. Their weapons fired but Bojo shot the support strap off of the lead HMG. The heavy lost control over his weapon and was disarmed. Bojo leaped up, onto the heavy's shoulders and leaped up onto the low dropship. He threw his legs in as the HMGs below started to pepper their own dropship. The gunners withdrew from their positions but Bojo threw them overboard. He made it to the cockpit where he sprayed the pilots brains all over the left window. Bojo quickly unbuckled the cadaver and took its place.
Bojo banked the dropship 180 degrees but saw his new threat. There on the ground, the heavies began to withdraw Forge guns from a crate that had dropped with them. Bojo punched the acceleration and activated the afterburners. He booked it but two forge hits came and ripped off the rear-left engine. The ship was aflame, 180 meters in the air and descending to crash. The cockpit glowed in the red emergency lights. Bojo made his way out of the cockpit towards the back. 70 meters and closing. Bojo kicked out the bay doors and looked down the dropship through the cockpit windshield, seeing the ground closing in fast.
He leaped out, 40 meters in the air, his inertia dampeners could not deploy. He hit the ground. |
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