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The punk samurai who is known as Bones by his average but growing online following was wondering through the streets, just waiting to get some action done. The young samurai smiled behind his helmet as he found a clear space to throw his drone up into the air. The machine spun up into the air before activating the rotors and correcting itself, the camera focusing on it's owner as Bones rested his sword over his shoulders, ready to address the stream. 

[b]"What's up guys?"[/b] He greeted, the voice had a bit of modulation to it but you could definitely tell it was a dude behind the mask. [b]"Just heard a commotion nearby, figured I'd let you guys in on the action. I'll be roaming around for the day."[/b] He explained, filling in the audience on the loose 'schedule' he had in mind. [b]"Once we've had some fun, I'm going out for a night on the town. Got a spot you want me to check out? Wanna hang out? Stay tuned, don't go anywhere."[/b] He chuckled, point the large sword at drone before heading off to the commotion nearby.

On his approach, Bones noticed a man in a dark kimono. He instantly recognised Shinobi. If he could get in good with the Orobs, that could set him up for a nice, long membership when he was older. He smirked behind his helmet as he went around to find a flanking position. Soon enough, he came up behind a large, black Oni and a shadowy man with a kusarigama. His outlandish approach would certainly not go amiss.

[b]"Hey Ugly! You got room for this little dinner date here or should I just concern myself with dark and mysterious over here?"[/b] Bones shouted, gesturing to the chain sickle wielder lazily with his sword.

[@Gisk]