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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 2, 2009 14:15:22 GMT -8
(OOC: Closed thread kthx.)
"Blah blah blah, Challenge School Captain," Matrim said to a random kid.
"Aren't you the guy last time who screwed up?"
"Jesus hell, look I didn't know that they had recently lost it and it was during an immunity period. Besides, I double checked this time, no immunity period, and all that. So tell the school captain that their title is on the line, I challenge them, so on and so forth."
It was a relatively nice day. Slightly cloudy, chance of rain, but then again that's always a statement that could be made. 'Chance of Rain' hahahaha. In any case, Matrim decided he would talk to Emily. He had a few chats with her before, and generally they went well. This one was going to be a little bit more intense so he figured he'd walk on egg shells.
"Oh and if you go screaming through the halls about this one, I'll kill you," Matrim said, without showing emotion. Not even a threatening one. It was said more like a statement. And then the arms made an appearance, coming out at Matrim's will. The kid saw them and ran off, Matrim had his new arms in his pockets, his original arms, the upper ones, crossed over his chest.
Either way I'm coming out of this with a title.
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 2, 2009 14:24:08 GMT -8
Emily was having some peaceful time today at the library when some kid broke in and started yapping about some guy basically challenging her to some fight.
Emily only rolled her eyes at this request, almost immediately packing her stuff and checking out the book that she was holding. She didn't have time for this.
Ignoring the kid further, as she walked down the hallway - she eventually got fed up. "Listen." She began, "Tell your boss, or whoever he is, that if he wants to fight me for the title. Tell him to ask me himself."
Well, what was different about Emily this time?
Let's just say a few more injuries to add to the collection; not to mention the coat of the Earth Dragon.
This should make for an interesting day.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 2, 2009 15:00:58 GMT -8
Someone came back, some little welpling that didn't know his place told him he had to do it himself, "Fine, just tell me where she is," He said, grabbing the kid by the throat and raising him up.
"T-t-the L-library!"
"Ok, you're coming with," He said as he ran to the library, once he had gotten there he busted open the door, "EMILY!" He yelled out cheerfully with a smile on his face, grabbing the kid with three arms, only his lower right not doing so, as he broke the kids back over his knee and tossed him to the side. "I think we need to have a little chat. You see I have plans for this school, and I'm willing to let you in on them. You might know somewhat of Linda's plan, you may not. The basics is we're going to save every student here, we're going to train them, make them stronger, and through our methods they will be able to take care of themselves, protect others.... and eventually... we may just save every innocent life in this school from ever having to be victimized."
He sneered at her, "Though my methods would be cruel, you're help would be much appreciated. Make me your Student Body President, make Sara Quinn your head of newsletter, and David... will you can either keep him or ditch him for someone a little more accepting... hell I think Gabriel Seran would be a good choice."
(OOC: Matrim doesn't know anything going on with that storyline.)
"Just so long as we keep him away from pregnant women and front lawns anyway." He laughed, extending all four arms, "Or, you can choose not to do as I ask, and I'll be forced to strip you of your title right here and now. A shoe ain't gonna save you this time."
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 2, 2009 15:21:23 GMT -8
"EMILY!" Emily looked towards Matrim, a blank expression in her face. Something a little... out of character for someone like Emily, but of course, there was probably little else to do to hide slight distaste at the sight she had seen.
A little harsh there, huh?
"I think we need to have a little chat. You see I have plans for this school, and I'm willing to let you in on them. You might know somewhat of Linda's plan, you may not. The basics is we're going to save every student here, we're going to train them, make them stronger, and through our methods they will be able to take care of themselves, protect others.... and eventually... we may just save every innocent life in this school from ever having to be victimized."
She blinked.
Right. Linda. Yeah, it's been a while since she saw her. Though, at this point things have changed. Many, many things have changed - especially for the girl with white hair that stood before the taller man. Honestly, there was little else she could do. She had promised Linda her help.
Although, she wasn't exactly aware of how the methods would be.
"Though my methods would be cruel, you're help would be much appreciated. Make me your Student Body President, make Sara Quinn your head of newsletter, and David... will you can either keep him or ditch him for someone a little more accepting... hell I think Gabriel Seran would be a good choice."
She crossed her arms over her chest, seemingly in thought. Almost considering his offer - heck, almost considering just giving him the title just so she could get on with his life. However, mention of Gabriel and his interesting ignorance of the young Seran's death kind of made her mentally chuckle.
"Seran is dead, Matrim." She said, adjusting her glove as Matrim extended his four arms. Four arms? Naruto, much? No matter. Four arms or otherwise, they would typically still under the rules of Medicine.
Medicine knows no Strength or Constitution. It's effects are absolute for those who are human. They are standard; of which only God can contest. It just so happens that this won't be Emily's day --- Or would it?
"Or, you can choose not to do as I ask, and I'll be forced to strip you of your title right here and now. A shoe ain't gonna save you this time."
She sighed. "Try me." She said, "Besides, I had enough of people passing this title onto me."
--- A hint at her own unwillingness to be a School Captain, perhaps? Or could it be a statement basically rationalizing a possible loss?
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 2, 2009 15:54:36 GMT -8
"Seran is dead, Matrim."
He got excited for a second and then said, "Eh, I don't know. I've seen a few too many people come back from the dead to believe it," He said, "Besides, if anyone can kill Seran it's me. And unless he committed suicide or something, I don't see him really actually dying. Besides you should see half the shit myself and other people have put him through. You give him too little credit to assume otherwise."
"Try me. Besides, I had enough of people passing this title onto me."
"Jesus Christ it's as if you don't even want it. Come on, beating you up in this state takes all the fun out of it... I mean, what ever happened to the whole Unfettered this Unfettered that, OG Militia show throwing Emily? Maybe you've just lost all your spark huh? Either way, I'm walking out of this library for a title." He said, readying all four arms, cocked back, the top arms in fists, the bottom arms open fisted, his right leg drawing back.
"So ready yourself," He said, igniting his entire body in flames. As he did he felt the energy coursing through his body like a drug. The machine on his arm began working immediately. He then took off toward her, his inner fists on guard, his top right fist aiming to slam her in the face in a right hook toward her left cheek.
(OOC: Strength: 334
Dexterity: 196
Constitution: 278
Intelligence: 110
Wisdom: 230
Charisma: 100 [-5, then +2 from Wrath of Infernal Dragon]
Posts of Continuous Use: 1)
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 2, 2009 16:32:23 GMT -8
"Eh, I don't know. I've seen a few too many people come back from the dead to believe it, Besides, if anyone can kill Seran it's me. And unless he committed suicide or something, I don't see him really actually dying. Besides you should see half the shit myself and other people have put him through. You give him too little credit to assume otherwise." Emily sighed. Well, more or less, she and a few of her... associates... had seen this with their own eyes, so honestly it was pointless bickering about him right now.
In Emily's mind, Gabriel Seran was known to be dead - more or less unaware about the... current... situation.
"Jesus Christ it's as if you don't even want it. Come on, beating you up in this state takes all the fun out of it... I mean, what ever happened to the whole Unfettered this Unfettered that, OG Militia show throwing Emily? Maybe you've just lost all your spark huh? Either way, I'm walking out of this library for a title."
"..." Emily would pull herself into a fighting stance, mentioning for the students to back off with a movement of her head. Title or not, Emily's own rationale for not wanting this title was simple - she didn't earn it, she didn't deserve it. She fought no one for it. Emily merely got passed a crown tainted with blood.
The one who passed it down more or less failed to realize just how tainted the crown is in the first place.
"So ready yourself,"
At this point, to claim that Emily had the power and the ability to win this fight was more or less debatable. The only thing that she could rely on was her knowledge. Unfortunately, this man shot at her a bit too quick for her eyes to see, too strong for her body to keep up with. Too slow to fully evade the attack, Emily would move her head to the side, using her arm to try and lock Matrim's arm on the side of her head as another hand would attempt to dislocate Matrim's elbow from the underside - most likely resulting not only in a dislocation, but the joints to basically be scattered around and prevent him from putting it back together himself.
She might not win this fight.
But she still had that spark. She still had it strong within her.
It was just unfortunate that she just didn't want to win this time.
But Emily would only hope that she would prove to be "not boring" at least.
Em's stats:
Strength: 116
Dexterity: 111
Constitution: 202
Intelligence: 114
Wisdom: 96
Charisma: 97
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 2, 2009 17:32:35 GMT -8
She caught his arm and he wondered just how painful it would be, holding onto his flames like that. In any case he didn't mind, his second right hand, the lower one catching her at the wrist of the hand that attempted to strike at his elbow and almost immediately both of his left fists would simultaneously go to hit her in the right side of her head. If this succeeded, he would maintain that grip on her wrist, he would pull hard on it, stepping in with his left foot, he would pull hard on her right wrist that originally was going for his elbow to turn her towards her left, he would pull his upper right arm free attempting to grab her right arm with it temporarily to free up his under right arm. Both under right arms would go to weave underneath her arms at the shoulder and intertwine fingers behind her neck to put her in a full nelson.
If this was successful his upper arms would be freed up and he would proceed to bring his upper left forearm across her neck, his upper right hooking the fist, and would put her in a headlock.
All of this with his entire set on fire, "Give in, because I could torch you, grapple you, and reduce you to ash. Is it really worth dying?"
(OOC: Strength: 334
Dexterity: 196
Constitution: 276 [-2 Con every other post]
Intelligence: 110
Wisdom: 230
Charisma: 102 [+2 from Wrath of Infernal Dragon]
Posts of Continuous Use: 2)
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 3, 2009 19:20:55 GMT -8
Painful? You kidding me? It was beyond painful. Emily was basically holding onto a person whose body was more or less like a god-damned flaming torch.
Last thing she needed was more burns.
Though - there was... an advantage to being indoors. Being inside an air-conditioned room and basically burning red-hot fire? Can anyone say - sprinklers?
Not like she knew that it wouldn't extinguish Matrim's fires - and it was quite a surprise, even though she was now writhing in pain as Matrim's arms assaulted her more. His hand had caught her arm in it's attempt to break it, causing her to flinch in pain.
God damn.
It was at this point when Emily unlocked her Qi, her body temperature escalating enough to a point where she would prevent any further burn-related injury to her body. Though, she was caught in at terrible situation where in which if her Qi decided to fail on her, which may be soon, she could burn to death.
And now, Emily knew she was losing with no hope of winning. Or is it?
A headlock and a god-damned nelson.
It would be reckless to continue, and depressing to feign defeat.
Though, it entered into her mind. What's wrong with defeat...?
"Give in, because I could torch you, grapple you, and reduce you to ash. Is it really worth dying?"
"Is... This title... really worth... keeping... Huh, Gallagher?" She breathed in, trying to take in enough oxygen. Her body was already becoming hotter than it could handle.
Though undamaged as compared to what she could've been, Emily would slowly fall unconscious.
"Emily!" Several women from behind the new Captain said. A short-haired woman with black hair in a pigtail and a blue-haired woman would more or less start walking forward.
"Let her go. You won. Give her to us." The stoic, blue-haired woman said in hopes that Matrim would let Emily go. They've been observing the fight for a while, and knew quickly what would happen. "You got what you want. We'll be on our way."
((Not interested in the title. Have at it, Joe.))
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Nov 3, 2009 19:53:45 GMT -8
(OOC: Sadness.)
Matrim ended his Qi, letting go.
"Let her go. You won. Give her to us. You got what you want. We'll be on our way."
"I have no interest with this weakling. She isn't even worthy enough to mark as my victim," Matrim said, simply tossing Emily at the girl and walking off, "She ruined all the fun by losing too easily. I'm going to go home now. Oh, and if you're around when she wakes up, tell her that she should get lost, and she should never touch a title if she won't fight for it."
He then very sternly said, "Oh, and make sure she knows if she isn't stronger the next time I see her, I'll kill somebody close to her and make her watch."
There was no malice, no venom, no anger in the tone. Nor was there false happiness. It was said as easily as somebody might say 'your shoelaces are untied'. And then just like that he left them.
Well, that was fun. Now I've got this school on my big list of SC titles held.... now to see if I currently have the manpower to even go through with my plans. If not, I'll simply just enjoy the fight resulting in the loss of my title. It's a good thing I like losing straight up fights..... speaking of which I should go see Leon, he can't have the title as a teacher, I'll go lose to him in celebration. Hell, I might do pretty good this time....
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