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[rebelsamurai]

[ Amidst the impressive technological marvels and distractions present on the ship, Johnny found it impossible to resist the allure of commandeering the network for a brief moment. While he's no deckhead or with a fancy BD strapped to his head, Johnny at least knows how to work a camera. This is why everyone is getting a good view of the scowling rockerboy as he puffs smoke directly into the camera.

Yeah, he's smoking again already. Don't ask how he got his hands on another e-cigarette. It probably involved a five-finger discount and a lot of schmoozing. Despite being such a complete asshole, Johnny is at least charming.

He's a charming little parasite. ]

Okay, chucklefucks. [ He mutters before taking another drag on his cigarette. Smoke billows from his nose as he exhales, resembling an angry demon/oni graphic on his tank top. ] Let's have a little talk.

Where the fuck are all of you from? Half of y'all look like your average Joe, while others look like wannabe supermodels who just walked off a Jinguji photoshoot.

[ Johnny lets out a chuckle as he brushes some ash off his cigarette. ]

So, who wants to go first? State your name and where the hell you're from.

Comments

[sunbeloved]

Practicing isn't difficult.
I tend to be a quick study with new weaponry, as long as I have a basic idea of how to use it.

The worrisome part however....I do agree that other divisions should have some manner of defenses for themselves. If only some of us are armed, there's the issue of what should be done if we're indisposed.

I could start to teach some of the others willing to learn basic hand-to-hand techniques, but that would depend solely on them. What I learned came from two people who had specific styles they mixed with boxing.

(he still isn't going to mention who taught him, though. explaining that he learned how to knock people six days to sunday thanks to saint martha and beowulf would be confusing enough.)

Everyone learns at some point that reality is far different from what they believe it is.

Innocence usually isn't something terrible, until they're faced with something to shatter it to pieces. We have a number of youths around, the one that I've met falls under my responsibility, then.

They need to learn, but they also need to be taught without being too brutal or too gentle.

[rebelsamurai]

So you're some kind of genius on the battlefield, huh? You might get along with my guy V. He likes to tear shit apart with his bare hands with those gorilla arms of his.

Mentioning gorilla arms, are you familiar with tech called 'cyberware'? I'm starting to realize most folks here don't know about that stuff.

[ That certainly seems to be the case since no one is bragging about their latest Mr. Studd implant or their new Kiroshis. It's a little unsettling for Johnny. ]

If you have the patience to teach, then by all means. I certainly wouldn't be opposed. I learned how to fight due to my time in the military. However, that shit barely kept me alive during the war. I learned everything I know in the field as a part-time merc.

[ To be fair, he was only sixteen when he joined the military and lost his arm in the same damn year. ]

Yeah, keep an eye on that kid. If I see any, I'll probably send them over to V. He's better at nurturing kiddos than I am. I'll just cuss at them.

[ Bullshit. Johnny pretends to be all gruff and stuff but he really isn't. At least, not all the time. ]

I just can't believe all of this shit is really happening. It's worse than a fever dream.