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Post by seishounohana on Sept 22, 2009 1:44:55 GMT -8
*Earlier that morning...*"Did you get everything ready?"If there was anything...
"The letters; you sure you put them on the right lockers?"... that never changed... "... Very well. Thanks for that, I'll see you tomorrow."... it was Change itself. *Click*
They said that when a woman cuts her hair short, it was because they wanted to begin anew. Emily was no different when she had a certain someone cut it for her. It was a cool, cloudy afternoon, and 259 would find that their ex-captain would not hold back anymore on anything any longer. Right now, she was more than determined to change - not necessarily changing herself drastically to the point wherein she would not be the same, but rather - to encourage herself to finally stop holding back on the things she believed in; the things she felt was right. Right now, she gave out letters challenging several people she barely knew - Emily merely told her carrier to give them to people he deemed worthy enough. Emily wanted to be sure of herself. But of course, she would have to be careful of the buildings. Em wouldn't really want to get on Mitsuki's bad side. Meh, she'll just fix whatever gets broken. This was just one of the ways the thought of to test herself, to test her willpower and physical strength. Not like any of these people would recognize her right now, considering that she had already cut her hair short and changed her wardrobe into something more... daring, so to speak?
"Come out, come out where ever you are~?"
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Post by Alexis Seran on Sept 22, 2009 7:25:33 GMT -8
Alexis was wearing jean shorts that were pretty short and a green long sleeve shirt, nice and form fitting as well. She tapped her foot to to the song that was playing on her new MP3 player. She liked the song.. So much, that she was a little annoyed some dude pulled out her headphones. "Bloody wanka!" he didn't say anything to her cliched Australian freak out and just handed her a letter. "The hell..?" she opened it up and read the contents. She looked up to talk to the douche who gave it to her, but he was walking away. "Thanks ass hole!" her green eyes shifted back to the sheet and reread it. For srs!?Alexis was never really challenged to fight anyone.... actually.......uum.. she couldn't think of the last time... Yeah.. she stabbed those two rapers and they to her.. buuuuut this was some chick wanting a spar. Now Alexis wanted to see who would damn well challenge random people. It was freaken random. She stuck her headphones back in and started to listen another song. Alexis reached the designated area and saw a girl with black hair and green eyes. Freaky coincidence. Alexis got close to the girl and pulled out her ear buds. "G'day, mate..." She simply cocked her eye brow and lifted up the letter with a quizzical smile. "UuuUmmmM... What the hell?" she was hoping she would get some explanations. |
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Post by Reverend (Dots) Teyfour on Sept 22, 2009 9:26:31 GMT -8
The sick restrained laugh, echoed through the halls as Dots slowly and methodically, took each step at a time. As he approached the top of the stairs he finished pealing the skin off the severed hand and swallowing it down. Looking around him he stopped in his tracks, blood dripping from his mouth, there she was, Emily…. He hadn’t seen her since the horrid days…. The days he must grow stronger from.
“HEYYYYY….” Growling out in his oh so distinct voice, with the undertone of suppressed laughter, “ Emily…. Long time no see….how are you…. Glad to be out of the hell hole…”
Stepping forward Dots, finally was not able to suppress that perpetual laughter anymore, letting out a laugh, spraying blood out of the back of the throat, complementary to the reek, of the jacket of human flesh he wore.
Just before he reached Emily his attention was shifted by some chick with a annoying accent… She was taking away from Dots… he wasn’t sure what but she was… laughing that hellish laugh Dots turned to her.
“Heeeyyy…. Your Voice is Pissing me off… the names Anubis…..”
Howling at the top of his lungs with that sick twisted laughter, Dots lunged forward attempting to slam his gauntleted fist against her stomach and follow it up with a sweep kick to cause her to fall to the floor.
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Sept 22, 2009 9:37:01 GMT -8
Today Leon was just going through the motions of the day. But what caught his attention most was a note being passed around his class. Walking over and snatching the note up he would read it to himself... And he smiled.
Making his way to the place specified, looking to the sky, the clouds where becoming darker... In this kind of enviornment Leon may even be able to use his trump card, but thats if it went that far.
He'd just walk up on the scene and stand there holding the note he had confiscated from the students in his class.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 22, 2009 10:22:17 GMT -8
Gabriel returned to his locker after class finding recluse from the crowded hallways. Daling back the lock and sifting through the papers within a small letter dangled down curiously. Gabriel's reddened eyes traced over the note recalling that it had been written by none other than Emily. A fight challege as well made the note very tempting however he'd have to resist at the moment. His long, graceful strides carried him through the hallways til he set eyes upn Alexis.
A curious smile lit his features as he noted her taking up the challenge. A small curse as well. He knew how strong Emily was and if she was serious it wouldn't be much of a challenge, but Emily wouldn't harm Alexis too badly, that much he had faith in. A small nod, besides if he jumped into save her he'd get his own ass chewed out.
A short laugh brought him back to the current situation as he watched everything inherantly unfold. Dots arrived on scene bringing whatever chaos that came with him. A certain figure Gabriel had to keep a personnal watch on if he was to get near Alexis. As for Leon, Gabriel had enough faith in the man to trust his entrence. If things got out of hand he'd jump into te fray but not till then. Besides he'd not seen Leon at work since their last training.
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Post by Grav on Sept 22, 2009 12:24:12 GMT -8
grav opened his locker to find a small note in it. he opened it up and read that somebody wanted a fight. this sounded like fun. he always loved blowing off some steam. thought it would be a wonderful opportunity. he grabbed his leather jacket from his locker and put it on, completing his outfit of dark jeans, a black form fitting shirt, black converse, his gloves, and his leather jacket. he had a toothpick in his mouth, just for the fun of it.
he made his way to the designated meeting spot where he found only two people he knew, and one other he recogized. one was the alison girl he had met up with, the other gabriel. and the third the Japanese zero from that night.
he noticed another girl, and a strange wolf man looking thing. regardeless of what he really was he was attacking alison, hmm. grav didnt step in, he was a bit too far away and he couldnt help much anyway.
"alright so wich one of you orginized this little brawl? huh?"
grav began to play with some dice within his pocket.
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Post by "Tuvlan" on Sept 22, 2009 14:21:44 GMT -8
RETURN & DESCENT: A TREE HUGGER TO BE FEARED No word of wonder. No arrogant laughter. Just talk and a feral-looking man making an attack on an innocent-looking girl. Innocent-looking. Of course no one really knew of someone who happened to be watching the gathering. He had received no such letter of invitation. Rather, he had been gone the past few months. No one really bothered with him, seeing as how he was of little importance in most aspects. Instead, he was... Well, what had he been doing?
He still on his general attire: Eye-patch covering the empty, scarred-up eye socket. He had on an unwashed black shirt and equally torn-apart aviator jacket. Jeans and combat boots without socks, all stolen, all of which he had worn without taking off for a good majority of his time away. He hadn't degraded in ability. If anything, he preserved. But there... was something different about him.
It wasn't that wily smile that he held on his face at all times, nor the child-like look of constant enthusiastic excitement. Even his blood-crusted, naturally red, unwashed hair was nothing out of the ordinary. What was strange was the fact that he had a tree on his shoulders. A really big tree. A huge tree.
HUGE.
Perhaps not entirely fresh, but the leaves and roots still all looked quite alive on it. Dirt and other bits of miscellaneous debris constantly rained down from it, with every step he took. Quite a strong tree, not even showing signs of bending in the middle---Very stiff.
The boy's arms were behind him and above, wrapped around the top of the tree, gnarled fingers pointing knuckle-forward to anyone who might be looking at him. Mainly, he was carrying around this tree kind of like a caribou would carry about a yolk.
...And he was standing on the top of the the school roof. Well, at the edge of it now, looking down at the gathering crowd. The boy's smile grew wider as the fellow below initiated an attack and the others continued about like talking heads. Action. Playtime. It was a time to commence it all. His took a step forward---into the air.
"SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
=D!?
Quickly shifting his hands around so that the roots were going down first, his left arm "below" (towards his legs) and towards his chest while his right arm did the exact opposite to bring about a strong, hard-earned grip on the tree's trunk.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 22, 2009 16:11:56 GMT -8
Victor walked bemused, and saw something on the ground, a note how quaint. He was about to throw it away when he decided for whatever reason to read it... because why not?
FIGHTING!?
DATE AND TIME!?
ITS LIKE A FIGHT CLUB!
VICTOR LOVES FIGHT CLUBS!
Victor's smile grew HUGE, he quickened his pace noting the date and time specified had already transpired. Victor pulled at his pea coat, his american eagle dark wash low rise bootcuts scuffed across the ground as he walked just in time to see...
a tree... a very large... tree, flying down from the school roof
If this had been a year ago, Victor would have freaked out, would have been incredibly confused... but Victor no longer saw things like this as... strange, simply as inviting.
This was going to be a lot of fun. Victor cracked his knuckles, not entirely sure if this was gonna be a full on brawl or a 1 on 1 on 1 on so on and so forth...
wait... those are the same things right?
cracking his neck Victor watched the tree fall, ready to run in and join the fun.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Sept 22, 2009 19:40:42 GMT -8
Above the spectacle below, inside a classroom, stood an observer who was calmly looking down through the window overlooking the courtyard. The lone figure, dressed in a combat suit suiting a military operative, folded their arms across their chest, before turning around, the black overcoat making a slight swishing noise as they did so. Walking out of the classroom, the mysterious figure made their way up to the rooftop, just mere moments after another figure had dropped down from the rooftop onto the fighters below... With a tree to boot. The footsteps making dull thumps against the concrete, the figure walked up to and stopped at the edge of the roof, they were high enough that they could see the fight clearly below, but not high enough that someone couldn’t see and spot them standing there.
A light breeze blew the figure’s short black hair and overcoat around, and though anyone would recognize it was Alex, the mask that covered his face made it difficult to be certain. Pulling his mask off, his straightforward eyes locked onto Emily, even in the huge crowd, he spotted her right away, though today, he was just another spectator in the vast crowd. He was neither Alex nor Ryuu right now. He was simply, The Flame Master, a title he had obtained back at St. Paragon’s, due to his Qi. Emily, I hope you know what you're doing. Merely here as an observer, Alex watched and waited. Only time would tell who would come out on top. This was going to be a long day.
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Post by VooDoo on Sept 23, 2009 8:35:43 GMT -8
Voodoo was just taking a stroll throught the school when he came to his locker. He stored all of his weapons in there. He opened the locker and there was a note to come fight some chick. Hell, he went to see what it was about. His slammed his locker shut and ran to the general area where the note said.
When he got there there was something wrong already. someone was attacking a girl. Well he would shortly join. He looked around at all the by standers wondering if they were going to fight or just stand there doing nothing. Voodoo decided to get them involved. Voodoo found one male that seemed to be different than the others. That was his deader. Voodoo walked up to the guy and threw a punch as hard as he could from behind, aiming for the back of the neck. (Gabriel, that's you) If he missed he would become mad and his eyes and hair would both turn a red. It would be a crimson shade of red.
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Post by seishounohana on Sept 25, 2009 1:16:25 GMT -8
And they start waltzing in one by one~. Emily was not sure if she was going to be worried or satisfied with the turnout, but it was nice to see some other familiars. The first one though, wasn't a person Emily knew very well. "G'day, mate..." the woman said, rasing the letter saying:
"UuuUmmmM... What the hell?"
Emily blinked and merely gave the girl an eerie smile, even as a laugh just as weird resounded in her ears. The black haired girl gave this newcomer a glance, only to pick up the foul stench of rotten flesh.
And if Emily's instinct was right, it was none other than human flesh. How disgusting. She only stopped herself from frowning visibly, but was more or less tempted to use the oils on the carcasses to burn whoever it was down.
“HEYYYYY….” A familiar voice that she only heard once or twice; could it be? “Emily…. Long time no see….how are you…. Glad to be out of the hell hole…”
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"Dots." She greeted with a nod before standing, her senses overwhelmed with slight disgust and contempt. Emily was just standing when Dots started to unleash an offensive towards the new girl.
“Heeeyyy…. Your Voice is Pissing me off… the names Anubis…..”
Anubis, huh? Emily sighed and quickly stood, a rather large frying pan in hand. Well, more or less - one that came from out of fanspace; yeah, that place where random anime characters lash out frying pans and harisen from out of nowhere. That sort of place.
What? Xin was an anime.
What did she do with the frying pan? Well, she threw it right towards the back of Dot's head. (Which would actually have the strength of 100 + 25 = 125 Strength) If it hit, Dots would probably be in a bit of pain or feel a bit light headed; it's the head we're talking about!
"alright so wich one of you orginized this little brawl? huh?"
"I did." Emily said, her smile still there. "Let's say I want to see how good you guys are."
She glanced at each of them, careful to make sure no one was doing anything foolish. Emily was about to open her mouth when a huge tree fell out of the sky and onto a blonde young man, whom Emily recognized as Leon - the lightning dragon. What the-??
"Trees are falling out of the sky, must be your lucky day." She humored, "C'mon~; someone try me. I won't bite, ... much." She said, winking while pointing her index finger forward and making a "come hither" motion with it.
[Edit]
Shit, realized that I'm required to have Emily exclaim "FRYING PAN ATTACK" for the +25 Str bonus. Shit. XD;;;
Anyways, forgive me for this error just this one time. >.<;
[Another edit lulz]
XD Dots, it's your choice if you want to null the +25 str or dodge the attack altogether. :) Right now, the frying pan out of no where thing = iffy, so... your choice. :P
Too late to edit it out now. XD
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 25, 2009 21:15:43 GMT -8
Gabriel would look onward disapproving of some minor details to the fight. For one Deta Teyfour looked all too fearsome as he approached Alexis, something Gabriel would see fit to changing.
*Thwack*
The surprise attack from behind left Gabriel falling forward as he continued through the roll and into the fray before Dots and Alexis. From this position he was almost sure to take the full force of Deta Teyfour's attack. His body reaching his full height as he'd span himself out in front of Alexis being a shield. His eyes drifting towards the guy that'd hit him. He'd be sure to get even.
Gabriel would watch closely to see if the frying pan that Gasp came out of nowhere! would hit Dot's square in the back of the head. If it would be successful Gabriel would take the opportunity to run at the guy uppercutting an attempt to put his fist into his lower ribcage.
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Post by Alexis Seran on Sept 25, 2009 23:13:40 GMT -8
People began piling in and even a smelly disgusting guy. Alexis almost threw up when he came by... and she had a pretty strong stomach. Then he dissed her accent. Was she supposed to apologize for being born in Australia?
Then he was about to punch her!?
Alexis closed her eyes..only to realize she wasn't punched... She opened her eyes to see Gabriel taking the punch full force. Alexis clenched her teeth at the thought of pain it would have brought to Gabriel.
Then a pan was thrown. Alexis instantly looked at the girl whom had thrown it instead of seeing if it actually made contact with the smelly guy. Alexis' eyes just looked the girl up and down with the most confused expression in the world.
"You.....had..a pan?"
"C'mon~; someone try me. I won't bite, ... much."
Still... Alexis just stared.
For srs?
"Why a pan?"
That whole ordeal was most definitely going to confuse Alexis. The girl was asking for a fight too. Alexis had fought Reira one time when Reira wanted it... It wasn't over an argument, so Alexis said okay. Now this was sort of the same predicament. The only problem being, if this girl had a pan come from God knows where... what else was she hiding up her sleeve?
"Um... you can use me as your punching bag I guess... though.....You can get me first. I have no idea what to do, mate. You could understand right...yeah know? It being all random and stuff."
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Post by Linda Osako on Sept 26, 2009 11:16:52 GMT -8
A large gathering caught Linda's attention.
"What is going on over there...?" She questioned and a nearby student was prompt to answer.
"Some girl is challenging people."
"Hmm, ok thanks." She replied before walking over to join the crowed that had gathered around this 'random girl'. As she made her way to the front of the crowd, it was becoming clearer and clearer that this wasn't merely some girl, Linda was getting the feeling that this individual was someone that she knew. Someone that she liked. Someone that she trusted. Once Emily came into view, Linda was shocked. This was very unlike her, she never challenged people, and she wasn't just some girl. Linda recapped to when she had met with Emily before in the hall. She looked different now, surely the student body had yet to recognize her and that was all. There must have been a good reason for this confrontation, Emily didn't just challenge people. The only thought that made sense was that these people had done something.
Or maybe this was the new leaf Emily was looking to turn over.
"Get em', Em!"
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Sept 26, 2009 13:40:07 GMT -8
Games... Victor did love games.
and boy where they being played, like children in the sandlot... it was a beautiful thing... free for alls, gods perfect creation.
Victor ran over to the nearest building, feeling the plumbing inside he smiled, pulling his arms back the wall suddenly cracked, and a gush of water began to pour through. Victor waved his arms back and forth, and slowly the water formed around his body like an armor, 3 gallons and 2 quarts to be precise, Victor, who was always one for a little bit of theatrics, turned it so that his water appeared like angel wings on his back, a chest plate and gloves of water and shoes of water.
He ran forward the water flowing with him like a natural part of his body
(QI activated stats
Str-49
dex-45
Con-39
wis-38
int-29
cha-35)
as he ran the water would rush forward from being wings and turn into a giant hammer in his hands, he would then launch himself into the air, locating the kid who had the tree in his hands and coming down with his hammer, smashing it into the boys head. as he landed he would then swing his hammer in Leon's direction (whether the tree hit him or not)
and he would continue swinging the hammer, using its momentum to strike at emily.
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