Can you cut all the fruits?
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Fruit ninja eol
>>2792
>It was 6 AM, your final training just began.
>In this world, the only thing that mattered was blade mastery. Fruit, man's natural enemy, had become an unsustainable problem that took control of the entire planet.
>You had become a true fruit ninja, your destiny was to liberate the planet from the de facto fruit government, only one test remained.
>You felt it. The ground seemed to bubble, and then it happened.
>Shooting out of the ground, you saw an apple, a banana, a watermelon, and a bomb. Almost hitting you before falling clumsily.
>You knew it, these beings were one-shotters. Now you saw them, as if in slow motion. This was your final test.
>It was 6 AM, your final training just began.
>In this world, the only thing that mattered was blade mastery. Fruit, man's natural enemy, had become an unsustainable problem that took control of the entire planet.
>You had become a true fruit ninja, your destiny was to liberate the planet from the de facto fruit government, only one test remained.
>You felt it. The ground seemed to bubble, and then it happened.
>Shooting out of the ground, you saw an apple, a banana, a watermelon, and a bomb. Almost hitting you before falling clumsily.
>You knew it, these beings were one-shotters. Now you saw them, as if in slow motion. This was your final test.
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Shadab
Shadab
>>2793
>As a full-time fruit-hating knife-wielder, Roberto dedicated his life to fruit cutting
>He was a Fruit Ninja, you could say
>And he was about to witness its picosecond test right before it happened
I'm gonna make you guys into salad...fruit salad
>His knife moves at infinite speed and cuts all the fruit making a Judeo-Masonic star pattern, and he does a soccer bicycle kick to scare away the bomb because he's allergic to gunpowder
1d100 = 5
>As a full-time fruit-hating knife-wielder, Roberto dedicated his life to fruit cutting
>He was a Fruit Ninja, you could say
>And he was about to witness its picosecond test right before it happened
I'm gonna make you guys into salad...fruit salad
>His knife moves at infinite speed and cuts all the fruit making a Judeo-Masonic star pattern, and he does a soccer bicycle kick to scare away the bomb because he's allergic to gunpowder
1d100 = 5
>>2796
>you draw your blade, in your hands it becomes a flash that reaches its targets before gravity even gains a nanometer of advantage on you
>the fruits don't know they were hit, the gleam of the blade illuminates the mountaintop like a star-shaped lighthouse, which disappears the next instant.
>you lower your weapon, and the attack squad is soon reduced to tiny cubes ready to be served, the bomb flew free, as the only remaining threat, and with decision, you do a backward jump with your leg extended to take care of it
>your body does an ascending crescent kick, your instep launches like lightning onto the lightning rod and connects.
>but something goes wrong...
>at the slightest contact, the bomb cracks, releasing beams of light like a disco ball, and then it explodes with the blinding brightness of the sun.
>since you are a robot, there is no immediate pain, but your indicators understand the violent pressure increase that pushes you powerfully against the ground, embedding you in the rock as if you were making snow angels
>your kick resulted in a shot to the foot. Once the light stops blinding you, you discover that your attempts to avoid the gunpowder have left you covered in soot.
"Hehehe..."
>a laugh. Perhaps mocking, weak, and filtered through old age, breaks the peace of the valley
Sensei: ohh, Lobelto-san... Don't you remember? You shouldn't hit the bombs
>it was the sensei himself, the first fruit ninja
Sensei: you're still a little green... but your skill with the sword is unmistakable... Cleo... That you are ready...
>then, the sensei turns his back to you
Sensei: follow me please
>the sensei walked, and guided you through the city that had a fruit theme and stuff, until you reached the town hall, the origin of all evil, of control, of the Great Fruither, Big Brother
Sensei: it's your moment young Fruit Ninja™... Are you ready to face the fruits and liberate the world?
>wow, that was fast, as if the OP hadn't really thought anyone would send a piece to this, would you go face your destiny in the epic final battle? Or perhaps, you'd prefer to explore the city and waste time, because we like Dracula surfing
>you draw your blade, in your hands it becomes a flash that reaches its targets before gravity even gains a nanometer of advantage on you
>the fruits don't know they were hit, the gleam of the blade illuminates the mountaintop like a star-shaped lighthouse, which disappears the next instant.
>you lower your weapon, and the attack squad is soon reduced to tiny cubes ready to be served, the bomb flew free, as the only remaining threat, and with decision, you do a backward jump with your leg extended to take care of it
>your body does an ascending crescent kick, your instep launches like lightning onto the lightning rod and connects.
>but something goes wrong...
>at the slightest contact, the bomb cracks, releasing beams of light like a disco ball, and then it explodes with the blinding brightness of the sun.
>since you are a robot, there is no immediate pain, but your indicators understand the violent pressure increase that pushes you powerfully against the ground, embedding you in the rock as if you were making snow angels
>your kick resulted in a shot to the foot. Once the light stops blinding you, you discover that your attempts to avoid the gunpowder have left you covered in soot.
"Hehehe..."
>a laugh. Perhaps mocking, weak, and filtered through old age, breaks the peace of the valley
Sensei: ohh, Lobelto-san... Don't you remember? You shouldn't hit the bombs
>it was the sensei himself, the first fruit ninja
Sensei: you're still a little green... but your skill with the sword is unmistakable... Cleo... That you are ready...
>then, the sensei turns his back to you
Sensei: follow me please
>the sensei walked, and guided you through the city that had a fruit theme and stuff, until you reached the town hall, the origin of all evil, of control, of the Great Fruither, Big Brother
Sensei: it's your moment young Fruit Ninja™... Are you ready to face the fruits and liberate the world?
>wow, that was fast, as if the OP hadn't really thought anyone would send a piece to this, would you go face your destiny in the epic final battle? Or perhaps, you'd prefer to explore the city and waste time, because we like Dracula surfing
