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[Kyotoma]

he sighs deeply as he walks over to the booth where he had placed his ruck sack upon entering the bar and un clasps the two straps holding down the top flap of the bag and pulls open the draw string and begins to pull items out of the bag ammunition revolvers tactical gear slowly the bag emptys as he makes his way down to the bottem where his extra clothes had been placed looking for another tan shirt to put on….

as he reaches the top of the clothes pile he shifts them around finding a tan shirt stored in a tight combat packing roll and pulls it from the bag seting it on the table befor repacking each item that was removed in the revers order of whitch it came out of the bag untill the box of ammo and the revolver were left placed on top for quick acces like it had always been he then looks down at the shirt he was wereing and sighs seeing the blood stain had spreed and he shakes his head “damn waist of another good shirt” he says befor takeing hold of the collar anf riping the shirt off he then looks at the cut on his sholder and shrugs befor riping the bloddy shirt into strips and quickly fastioning a make shift combat dressing out of them and tieing it tightly around his sholder and upper chest to make surte that it did not move untill the bleeding had stoped he then unrolles the fresh clean shirt and slowly pulls it on over his head streching the fabric out so that it would fit on him hopeing it would not rip befor he actualy got it fully pulled on

he then tucks the hem of the shirt into this pants and pulls the acu jacket on siping it up befor closeing up the bag and resecuring the clasps and walking to the bar picking up his boonie cap paying the bar tender and heading twards the door picking up his ruck with a slight grunt waveing back over his shoulder thanking every one for thier company befor opening the door and steping out into the night air and pulling the door closed behind him as he sets off for a place to sleep for the night

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he hoists his body up onto the bull quickly lashing his right hand to the saddle and griping down on to the leather strap as he locks his heels in to the stirups and looks over himself dubble checking that he was good to go befor placeing his left hand into the air over his head and noding to the man at the controles and yelling over the music “push the beast to the maximum please sure i want to feel like my arm is geting riped out of place again” he says as he leans back slightly waiting for the intial thrust of the bull…..

he raises a brow as the bull jerks forward for the first time knowing that the opperator was already pulling out all the stops as he holds on tightly determand to make a new record for the bars walls as he feels the second jerk of the bull this time back and to the right and he quickly leans slightly forward and left to counter his own wieght as the thrid jerking buck hits him then the fourth and the fifth he holds on locking his legs to the bulls sides the wood and steel crack and groun under his griping legs as he is flung about but refuses to let himself move from the saddle as he gets into 5 seconds on the bull whiel being flung about his eyes try to afix on one point in the room as much as posable to keep him from geting to dizzy as he grits his teeth feeling the leather in his hand starting to become moist as he tightens his grip more with heach move the bull made.

his eyes glance over to the bar as it flashes by seeing what he beleaved was a former soldier by the way the man was holding himself he quickly lets out a loud WHooah befor realizeing he had just heard a cracking sound from under him….it was the leather strap he was useing for balance snaping under the strain of his grip and body yanking against it. he loses balance for a moment but trys to hang on useing his legs only at this point as he watches the hands of the operator trying to anticapate the next movement both his arms now up in the air his righ hand still griping the leather to show the operator he had broke the straps to the machine as he waits for it to stop and the strap to be replaced he looks over at the clock 10.9 at that moment yet the machine did not stop..

he finaly lets go with his legs quickly pulling them up to his chest and tucking into a ball as he want sailing threw the air headed twards the operators booth hiting the top of the paded rail just befor rolling over it and landing upon the bulls controles….”um….i think i broke your toy sir” he says holding out the leather strap to the man “if you have some scrap leather laying about the place i could have it sixed in about 10 minets” he says as he stands up and steps out of the operators booth

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he nods to the other to not really hearing thier names over the music haveing forgot to pull the ear plugs out from when he first entered the bar….he raises a brow a s the new woman kisses him throwing him off slightly as he leans back from her looking at her as if instantly asking what that was about but simply shakes his head and gently slaps her ass befor picking up the b;ackish drink that had been set down beside him….he was already feeling the effects from the first drink by that point his body felt like a inferno was burning him alive from the inside out as he quickly leans his head back the glass held to his lips as he quickly downs the entire drink in a single pass

he sets the glass down upon the bar so that the bottem was up once again to indicate to the bar tender not to serve him any more as he stands up and grins slightly looking at the mech bull “i think its time to tame the beast” he says looking over his shoulder at jane befor walking over twards the bull and geting in line to ride…. he had already gone 19 seconds on kilimanjaro the roughest bull he had ever seen in a rodeo bvefor he figured this one would be a cake walk in compairison as he waits he takes note of the operators patern with the controles watching it form a almost repetative set of twists and turns and reverses he begins comiting them to memory to give him a idea of what to be ready for when he actualy climbed onto the bull….as he waited he because to slowly unstrap the velcrow on thwe cuffs of his uniform befor unziping the blouse and hanging it over the back of a near by chair his arms were taned and looked like tree trunks untill they flexed the years working on military vehicals had built them up quite like a body builders arms…. he then pulls a bit of 550 cord from his pockets lashing it around the loose matterial around his legs so that his pants would be tight and not catch on the saddle his legs put most body builders to shame the time spent hauling 400+ pounds of gear on his body at all times had built his legs up to the point the skin had been streched extreamly thin over the muscles so much so that he had scars upon his legs where the skin had actualy riped from over flexing his calfs and thighs befor

he then smiles streching his arms back causeing the under t shirt of his uniform to rip down the chest slightly befor he reached out helpiung the last person to be thrown from the bull up to thier feet waiting to see if they took another crack at it

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he smiles to the woman slightly as he turns her hand up over his kissing it softly “i would prefer being called Kyo for now the only time i go by satan is if i have a loaded weapon in my hands and a target to erase from the planes of life” he says in reply to her questiion befor his eyes shift to the stage for the announce ment as he hears the crowd chear he cant help but give out a loud almost ear shattering yell of “whoooa” out of habit of useing the armys terms befor turning back to his current drinking companion “actualy i have been back about a month from iraq releaced back to reserve status so i will not be back there my next stop is in the phillapeans in 2014” he says in reply to her second comment “the sand and dust is what was still left in the fabric of my uniforms since washing them all and much of it from the long hike from my home down south whiel makeing a treck up to NC”

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he turns his head slightly hearing a voice comeing from the end of the bar as he raises the Acu boonie cap brim slightly to see who was speaking to him “that i have” he says with a slight nod his dark brown eyes almost black in the low light of the bar as he stands up finishing the last of his drink seting the glass upside down on the bar and wlaks down to the end and sits down next to the stanger “names kyo but most in my unit call me satan…whats your name” he says as he removes his boonie cap placeing it upon the bar his hair well kept in a high and tight but spiked up and very dark as he starts to hold out his left hand but shakes his head remebering he is back in the states and holds out his right hand instead in a friendly offering

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he smiles slightly as he approches the bars front door the heavy ruck sack loaded to the point of bursting straped to his back his uniform covered in dust and a little sand from the deserts of Iraq as he reaches up pushing open the door with his right hand…..his eyes narrow slightly to adjust to the dim lighting in the main room his head turned slightly downwards as he pulls the hearing protection from its case handing off the front of his uniform and places one in each ear the music a little louder than the sounds he was use to hearing…his eyes raise as they fully open once more haveing adjusted to the lighting in the room as he looks around takeing note of the exits and what he would call choke points to ensure he would not be traped in any one point of the bar should a fight brake out, he then sets his ruck down at a empty booth be for moveing over to the bar tender and ordering a aoldiers suicide and explaining how to make the drink to the tender be for turning around glass in hand and watching the room his eyes carefully study each person in the room as he sips from the tall glass containing many types of hard drinks that had turned almost black in color after being mixed

[Kyotoma]

hello every one i just joined Achat a cupple days ago and figured i should intorduce my self.

My in game name is kyotoma i am a us army soldier and veteran of operation iraq freedom one of my fellow battle buddys told me about this game so i thought i would give it a try haveing browsed the market looking at the poses and reading some of the forms i must say it looks like this will be a very interesting game i do hope to meet some of you in game and learn more about it all

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