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Post by Arthur Ð on Jul 24, 2008 17:54:31 GMT -8
A timid form stepped lightly through the halls of PHS 259, a new transferee had arrived but unlike all the other delinquints that came before him, he had no interest in them, or at least not in the normal way. He clutchted at his book bag tightly to the front of his chest as his eyes darted around, trying to watch all sides around him in the event someone was going to hurt him. Fear was evenloping him, he didn't want to be here, but he had no choice.
The figure, known as Arthur, ruffled through his pockets for a minute, as he kept walking, before pulling out his studant plan, looking at it as he moved through the halls.
"Ummm... english... english..." He mumbled to himself as he was trying to figure out how to get to his next class as he tried to step around the particularly violent looking people in the hallways. A nervous smile was stretched across his face in an attempt to hide his nervs... failingly. But, he pressed onwards, he'd be safe in the classroom, right?
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Jul 28, 2008 17:15:17 GMT -8
There were a lot of things that pissed Mathew off. HE hated rap music, he hated the phrase "Okie Dokie" and he really hated people that disrespected him. What counted as disrespect? Well that was a fluid term, but if Mathew felt like someone was looking down at him that made him mad. It could be as much as a direct insult, or as little as refusing to look at him.... or looking at him in a way he didn't approve of. Really if he wanted to find a reason to hurt someone he didn't have to try hard.
Thats what he was doing right now, he was leaning against one of the lockers in the hallways scanning the crowd out of boredom looking for someone that would be an easy target. He didn't care that he was strong and could take out much stronger people. Sometimes you just wanted to make someones life a living hell, and the best people to do that too were weak. His eyes would catch sight of a nervous looking boy that was trying to watch everywhere as if he was expecting someone to randomly attack him. Well smart move because he just became Mathew's target.
I wonder if he has any cash on him...
Grinning Mathew would push himself forward so he was no longer leaning against the locker and he would move in to the crowd toward the boy he had spotted. His goal was to move through the crowd and get behind him before putting his hand on the boy's shoulder, and when the boy looked behind him to see who put their hand on his shoulder he would meet with Mathew's fist right in to the boy's face.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Jul 29, 2008 2:36:06 GMT -8
Arthurs body froze as soon as he felt pressure on his shoulder.
Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me... was all Arthur thought over and over as he slowly turned to meet the face, or rather fist of the person. The hit solidly connected to Arthurs face as he fell back and skided across the floor. Arthur blinked a couple times as his eyes readjusted to the new view. And he could see a direct path back to the person who hit him as the various people crowded around but kept enough space not to interfere with the fight that was forming. As Arthur looked around, trying to find some degree of a friendly face, all he saw was delinquints as they stared at him, expecting something of him perhaps, whilst the occaisional whisper was heard as well as laugh.
"Ah..umm... he-here. Take it! Take my lunch money and let me live!" Arthur stammered back, fishing a few dollars out of his pocket and hurling it at the guy who hit him, before Arthur grabbed his bag and started running as fast as he could. However this meant that Arthurs qi skill kicked in, and before Arthur got more then 10m, his energy left him, causing him to crash to the floor in a heap, somewhere between being awake and asleep, and leaving him at the complete mercy of everyone around him.
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John
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"The Raging Flame"
"I'm gonna stomp a mud hole in your ass and walk it dry!"
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Post by John on Jul 29, 2008 8:33:00 GMT -8
Well that was interesting... It was new to see someone running away, not to mention he was fast too. He knew who he was running from, maybe the kid was just smarter than one may think, give him what he wants and get away. Eh, whatever, John was near by where the kid callapsed looking at the scene from a far he saw nothing but the tops of heads and cash flying in the air before the kids dash ended him here.
He'd walk over and stand over the kid, his red coat spleying like a web at his feet as it was just a tad bit too long for his body. Under a white tank top he wore the leather chest plate, among other accessories on his body. He'd bend his knees and kneel next to the kid.
"Hey... You should know better than to callapse in a place like this."
Simple to the point, he doubted if the kid could hear him or even understand what he was saying, that little mad dash near knocked himself out. Which was interesting to John. The red eyes mite freak him out on accident though. Troublesome.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Aug 1, 2008 21:54:19 GMT -8
Mathew would bend down to pick up the money that the kid threw at him. Quickly counting it he would frown before pocketing it. This was chump change, ironically coming from a chump. Now Mathew was in a dilemma, he could put out the effort to beat the kid up, or he could find a new target and maybe get some more cash. It was a pickle and there was really only one solution that he could see.
He would shove a kid out of the way so that he had a clear view at the first kid, and so that the kid had a clear view of him. Mathew would simply hold up his right hand, all of the fingers out.
"This only bought you five minutes kid. I suggest you get out of my sight now before the time you bought expired. Because once my hand closes in to a fist your time is up, and if I see you then you are dead twerp."
It wasn't a hollow threat either. Mathew would break the kid if he didn't scram fast. The kid was lucky Mathew was willing to give him the chance to run. He would of course ignore John Ong, after having beaten him, a pillar, and the Nazi he didn't deem the kid worth his time. He couldn't beat Mathew with two other kids helping, he certainly couldn't do it alone.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Aug 2, 2008 6:23:02 GMT -8
Arthur didn't move, his breathing was a steady and slow pattern, much like someone asleep. Arthurs eyes however were slightly open so he was somewhere between the point of awake and asleep. He didn't move, his energy had left him from the bleed out of his own skill, and whilst he heard what Mathew said, the words didn't register. It would appear then that unless Arthur got an unlikely ally, he'd be bruised and beaten very shortly.
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kenshi
Trainee
Uh, just rolling in the hay?
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Post by kenshi on Aug 2, 2008 18:08:39 GMT -8
Strolling, just wandering, the dog boy couldn’t help but still be in awe of this place, for the good and the bad really just all this at once was so overwhelming, really… though he couldn’t really help but to pause suddenly his head tilting as he scurried forward some to peer around a corner.
“What'ave we here?”
Kenshi glared on to the sight of a really weak looking guy looking like a lump on the floor, some weird dude dressed in red and… yeah, some other guy, big… goody? Nah, there wasn’t a good chance of that after hearing him make a threat. Though, he couldn’t really guess who it was aimed at, yet he couldn’t help himself but to come from the corner into open sight.
“Oi, grow some balls.”
Kenshi, though wearing a hat made it pretty damn clear he was talking to the scary guy while adding an extended digit in his direction. Yeah, Kenshi was probably gonna get his shit knocked and even he knew that… fucking personality flaws.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Aug 2, 2008 18:21:52 GMT -8
Mathew could hear some of the kids whisper when the kid made it clear that he was talking to Mathew telling him to grow some balls. Apparently the kid was new here, because he obviously didn't know Mathew. That alone was a feat because Mathew was quite public when it came to taking down people. He did what he could to make sure that people knew not only who he was, but also that he was a dangerous man. It was a good way to keep most of the riffraff off of him, most at least.
Mathew would reach down with the hand that had been held up to count down the five minutes the kid had to flee, but instead of counting down Mathew would grab his balls giving the kid a steady look before speaking.
"Well it seems I do have a pair? How about you? Can you back up your brave talk little boy?"
The tone of his voice was oozing with condescending cockiness. He had very little respect for most people, and even less for people that seemed to know so little about the area they were in to not know who Mathew was. And if he did know then he was an idiot, plain and simple.
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kenshi
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Uh, just rolling in the hay?
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Post by kenshi on Aug 3, 2008 18:12:26 GMT -8
Good! Attention, wait! BAD! Though his aim was clearly just that he could help but feel his heart rate increase and then suddenly sink as his lip crooked at the corner as the scary man groped his goods, better yet he even made a spiffy comeback! Though Kenshi wasn’t going to bother looking as he slightly raised his heel to his crotch and gave a cheeky grin.
“Aye, would seem I have the stones.”
Kenshi looking through his hat to this not as scary as a minute ago man, still crouched down in a prone position he tilted his head his eyes narrowing behind his hat.
“If yer gonna keep pissin’ on people smaller than yah. I might have to take your tools away.”
Defiant! Then again, what would you expect? Kid raised by animals? Having his manhood threatened? HAH! No chance he would even think about scattering now, no fucking chance!
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Aug 6, 2008 18:33:25 GMT -8
Well it seemed the kid was all talk, because if he was as tough as he tried to make himself seem he would have attacked by now. After all Mathew was blatantly insulting him and being a bully. Hell he just mugged that kid from before. That was normal, most people here were just talk, not Mathew though. Mathew liked to talk but he could at least back it up. The kid had better hope that he could too.
Mathew would flash the kid a grin as he gave him a quick wink. Turning to the left he would grab on of the locker doors giving it a sharp yank ripping it straight off it's hinges. This was just going to be a bit of a show of force, he wouldn't attack the kid that was trying to act tough though.
Instead he would hurl the locker door at the kid that he had punched before. He would leave Mr. Hero with the option of letting the kid get hit with a speeding locker door or take the hit himself. It would be interesting to see what Mr. Tough Guy did.
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