Roth O'Roak
Soldier
Arrogant Warrior Blacksmoke[M:1067]
A knight without armor in a savage land[A1i:3]
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Post by Roth O'Roak on Oct 26, 2010 17:30:45 GMT -8
THE STUDENT LIBERATION FRONT WANTS YOU!!! That's what it said on the flyer. All the information you could want. Roth was an official member of the Student Liberation Front. It was his job (as Jayr had given him) to recruit members for a Tag Team Tournament. An interesting prospect for many. Most people and fighters at 259 (at least to Roth) were the lone wolf type. Now here was a challenge, team work. Now there would be about 6 teams of 2 randomly paired people. Roth would probably draw numbers...or something. He didn't know. Maybe something with colors. All he needed to do now was get the word out. Roth stood on the roof of the senior building, cell phone in hand. He was texting with his friend, Marcus. A lean black man from Inglewood who owed a debt to the mysterious man, Esau, just like Roth. Marcus was on top of the junior building opposing Roth. Both men armed with a T-Shirt Cannon and a megaphone. "Are you ready?""Damn straight I'm ready!""Let's blow this shit up!Both men ended their texting and put away their phones. Then they both turned on their state of the art megaphones. Loud as fuck. Almost in unison both of the nice'n'lod men screamed out addressing the whole of Public High School 259. "259!!! ARE! YOU! READY!!! ""259!!! ARE! YOU! READY!!!"The screech of the voiced echoed through the school.There was no way anyone in the school didn't hear at least one of them. Roth and Marcus both started going on their own rants on the Student Liberation Front and it's Tag Team Tournament. "Wasup 259! My name is Roth O'Roak and I am here to informally invite you all to the Student Liberation Front's Tag Team Tournament! The Student Liberation Front is looking for the strongest. the fastest, and the smartest fighter this school has to offer.
We are holding this Tag Team tournament to promote a student run school system! After the Tag Tournament will be a singles tournament to crown the best fighter of 259! Sign up now in the main office today!
Oh, and if either of us have annoyed the shit out of you, I, Roth O'Roak, will be in the tourney. So if you want a chance to kick my ass for this, you're welcome to try!"From the end of the speech both Roth and Marcus would pick up their T-Shirt cannons and launch them. Instead of T-Shirts Roth and Marcus were launching mass amounts of fliers for the tournament. He hoped Jayr would be proud. This is how he knew how to get the word out. |
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Orion
Soldier
Craftsman extraordinaire
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Post by Orion on Oct 26, 2010 17:53:31 GMT -8
A little kid was running away, looking back behind him for the angry face of the man he just pick-pocketed. He paused as he realized he lost sight, and looked momentarily at his prize. The dude's wallet. A shadow fell over him and he looked up curiously. The expression changed to dawning horror as he realized what was about to happen. "HEEL-DROP MOTHA-FUCKER! GIVE ME BACK MY MONEY"Said heel smashed into the midget's face, knocking him flat out cold. As the kid fell, a ticked-off glowing boy snatched back his wallet, pausing momentarily to check the money. "Asswipe.... this is my hard-earned money, bitch."And then he heard the first announcement. "259!!! ARE! YOU! READY!!!"Loud.... Orion winced as he heard it. Too close. He pocketed his wallet and listened to the announcement. "Wasup 259! My name is Roth O'Roak and I am here to informally invite you all to the Student Liberation Front's Tag Team Tournament! The Student Liberation Front is looking for the strongest. the fastest, and the smartest fighter this school has to offer.
We are holding this Tag Team tournament to promote a student run school system! After the Tag Tournament will be a singles tournament to crown the best fighter of 259! Sign up now in the main office today!
Oh, and if either of us have annoyed the shit out of you, I, Roth O'Roak, will be in the tourney. So if you want a chance to kick my ass for this, you're welcome to try!"Orion shrugged as the fliers started bursting out of the cannons. The guy, Roth, was very impressive. Orion made a mental note to consider him next time he needed an assembly. Mean-while, a Tag Team tournament for the SLF sounded interesting. If anything, he could test his skills against what 259 has so far, and beyond that, he can show his support for Jayr. Orion walked quite calmly to the main office, ignoring the fact that there were people still thinking about it, and signed up for the tourney. With that, he sat down in a chair, and watched for the people to come in. After all, he wanted to know who his allies and opponents were. |
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Post by Veyugan ~* on Oct 26, 2010 18:58:43 GMT -8
"Thank you very much."[/color][/font]
The Czech flashed a smile to the woman behind the counter in the main office. His hand wrapped around the 'officially' sealed envelope she had handed to him, and placed it in his back pocket. Within the envelope was a transcript that would grant him acceptance into California State University in Long Beach. This piece of paperwork was the only thing left he needed before they'd let him in.
As he turned to leave, Veyugan noticed something that stole his attention. There was a fun-size kit-kat bar in the glass bowl where the school staff kept the Halloween candy for the students. The Czech slipped it out of the jar, pocketing it for later. The woman giggled lightly at Veyugan's childish moment, and he could only supply a bashful smirk.
Turning on his left heel, Veyugan moved toward the door. However, it seemed people were starting to come in through the door, staring at a bulletin board. The Czech moved easily through the crowd, brown eyes flicking toward the flyer that everyone was staring at. 'SLF Tag Team Tournament?' There was a sign up sheet next to the flyer and Veyugan scribbled his name, accompanied with his phone number - seeing as he wasn't enrolled in the school anymore.
With a whistle, Veyugan pushed his way through the door and headed for the courtyard. There was no intention to make any small talk with any of the kids that went to the school, but if one were inclined - he wouldn't shut them down.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2010 20:11:53 GMT -8
"Wasup 259! My name is Roth O'Roak and I am here to informally invite you all to the Student Liberation Front's Tag Team Tournament! The Student Liberation Front is looking for the strongest. the fastest, and the smartest fighter this school has to offer.
We are holding this Tag Team tournament to promote a student run school system! After the Tag Tournament will be a singles tournament to crown the best fighter of 259! Sign up now in the main office today!
Oh, and if either of us have annoyed the shit out of you, I, Roth O'Roak, will be in the tourney. So if you want a chance to kick my ass for this, you're welcome to try!"
Certainly a loud showing. Jaus stepped by momentarily crossing the courtyard, his eyes traveling up towards the megaphones with a slight irritation towards the obvious noise they were making at. His hand tightly buckling into a fist.
'Student liberation Front?'
He'd never heard of such a group, at least not till now. The stern worry in the back of his mind assuming it was another black rebellion to rise up, or even reapers. The lot of them were trouble but this was a much different route. A tag-Team Tournament. Sounded interesting enough.
The irritated look on Jaus' face turned opposite into a slight smirk, his hand rising up to touch at the bridge of his nose before progressing onward towards the main office following shortly after a bunch of students. His name clearly scrawled out in calligraphy before turning his flank away to get ready. Half the fight was won by the preparation.
A small part of him now wanting to punch the boy's face in who'd spoken so highly of this event. Yeah he wanted to hurt Roth.
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Kenin Katashi
Adept
[M:1844]
"Baby I got a plan, run away as fast as you can."[A1i:6]
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Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 26, 2010 20:22:07 GMT -8
Kenin was blasting his headphones as he made his way around the school. Everyone seemed to be looking up in the same direction paying attention to something that Kenin wasn't really interested in. He didn't hear a word of what was going on, what he did notice however was the fliers that were falling throughout the air as he saw people catching them or picking them off of the ground. Kenin held his hand out to one that was falling more slowly and looked at it before looking up where it came from.
"Huh," Was all he said to himself as he began to read the flier. Contests were good, it meant people would be fighting, and he'd be able to judge how strong different people were, how they fought, and if they measured up to his need for opponents. Not like beggars could be choosers by this point, but eventually he'd regain his strength and then he'd need to continue strengthening himself without any time wasted.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Oct 27, 2010 20:07:23 GMT -8
Kazuya was walking down the hallway towards the cafeteria when he felt someone place his neck in a choke hold, Kazuya immediately fighting back, only to see it was Takuya, who was grinning at him. "Hey Ryuu, check it out. I heard that a tournament's going down, and the prize is pretty decent." "Oh yeah, and where did you hear this from?" Kazuya asked, a disinterested look on his face. "That's not important baka, but think of it this way: It's a chance for you to get stronger, and improve." Now that definitely caught Kazuya's attention. Only a couple of people knew of Kazuya's goal to get stronger, and Takuya was one of them. Takuya was Kazuya's best friend back at Public High School #42 and deep down only cared about getting stronger, just like Kazuya, however, unlike Kazuya, Takuya had a happy-go-lucky demeanor, but despite that, Takuya was actually an orphan, having lost his parents at a young age. After learning Kazuya was heading to Long Beach, Takuya decided to follow after his best friend, having enrolled in the high school.
"Think it about you baka, don't be such a lone wolf all the time. Here's a flier. They were handing them out like crazy in the courtyard, I think I saw a couple t-shirt cannons at the rally to go with the megaphones." Takuya then handed Kazuya a piece of paper before he released him, as Kazuya watched him walk off. Even though Takuya should've already graduated, he was missing a credit just like Kazuya was. Looking down at the flier, the slogan certainly was... big. While he normally didn't like to fight, he still liked a friendly spar once in a while, but this was too good of an opportunity to pass up for him to get stronger. Kazuya always wanted to fight stronger opponents, to get a sense of where he was at, and where he could improve in. He smiled slightly, silently thanking Takuya as he walked towards the main office, to sign up and pony up the $10 up front deposit fee. He was looking forward to it.
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Jayr Byrne
Veteran
[M:-1304]
Student Liberation Front[A1i:1]
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 28, 2010 18:08:28 GMT -8
A Sound of Thunder  "Wasup 259! My name is Roth O'Roak and I am here to informally invite you all to the Student Liberation Front's Tag Team Tournament! The Student Liberation Front is looking for the strongest. the fastest, and the smartest fighter this school has to offer.
We are holding this Tag Team tournament to promote a student run school system! After the Tag Tournament will be a singles tournament to crown the best fighter of 259! Sign up now in the main office today!
Oh, and if either of us have annoyed the shit out of you, I, Roth O'Roak, will be in the tourney. So if you want a chance to kick my ass for this, you're welcome to try!"
The words heard staunchly over loud megaphones, evidently Roth's maneuver after their little meeting, apparently he'd been sparked to put things into action much faster than Jayr would have suspected but it was a good kind of surprised. She hadn't had help from anyone aside from Donnie in awhile and never with such enthusiasm.
Striding up on the boy's merry showmanship of flair Jayr would smile keenly, her head inclining to nod at each of them before the shot of cannons would flare, Jayr's hand rapidly catching one in her grip and unraveling it to admire the work put out towards the SLF.
"Wow, this is impressive Roth."
A cheerily proud sense in her voice as she proceeded towards the Sign up sheet putting down her own name.
"What would a tourney be without its sponsor."
^__^
Turning aside consciously Jayr would thank Roth and pull up quickly towards Orion whom she'd see standing aside nearby and have a quick word with him before taking flight elsewhere. There were quite a few things to be done now that the wheels were in motion.
"Hey Orion, hows the room for the meeting coming along? I mean take whatever resources you need to see that its done."
A swift nod and she'd be off. |
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