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Post by Nakashima Steve on Feb 27, 2011 17:15:52 GMT -8
The school gates, they were big and they would open a new part of my life. It was probably the first thing I was about to do on my own with nobody to back me up or give me advice. Would I be able to stand up to this school. It was a known fact that fights were probably normal to most students here. I never really won a fight in my life as I only suffered defeat and loss of family.
There I was wearing a normal outfit, dark blue jeans, a black tank top and a purple/black baseball jacket. White sneakers on my feet. A Japanese pendant around my neck. My Grey dyed hair was blowing from side to side because of the wind. Green eyes locked on the gate as I opened it and took my first steps on school ground. My body was tensed as I walked to wards the door the enter the school. My hands inside the pockets of the jacket turned into fist as I passed student after student. Some gave me evil looks as other didn't even dare to lay an eye on me.
" What a new student? "
" Go back to were you came from, this is no playground. "
These words were thrown at me by multiple students, it seemed new comers weren't that welcome on these grounds. I just ignored it as I walked into the school halls. The halls was the place that would turn this day into a mind opening day. This place will change my outlook on things and yet I didn't even know it was going to happen.
" Newcomers have to face me weakling. "
A tall student was now standing in front of me, and with his big right hand he grabbed me around my troath and raised me up from the ground. The Student had power but he lacked experience from the streets as his parents were probably rich.
I Just looked him in the eye as he was cutting of my air and tried to make me pass out. At that point a smirk took place on my pale face as my hands wrapped around his arm. My right knee would raise up crashing against the chin of the student. At this point the student his grip losses up as my legs wrapped around his arm also, the student crashed down against the ground still having me around his arm. Then a loud bone cracking sound passed the halls with a loud painful yell following it.
" I may be weak, but at least I didn't lose to you! "
At this point more and more students looked at the scene. I wondered if this big guy was a top guy or just a nobody and me already getting in a fight in the first minute I entered this school would this draw eyes upon me?
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 27, 2011 17:51:06 GMT -8
"You really are a bunch of idiots, aren't you?" A low voice muttered, as the crowd that had gathered broke out into a chatter of low mutters. "How disappointing... I thought this school would actually be more interesting..." The crowd then parted in the middle, revealing a figure dressed in traditional Japanese clothing, as Kazuya walked forward, the crowd closing behind him, continuing to mutter amongst themselves, as a few eyes widened in shock after a little bit.
Even though he had been gone for a couple months, Kazuya still held some recognition as one of the strongest fighters in the school among the students he recognized... and whom still recognized him. Coming to a stop right in front of the guy, Kazuya's fierce blue hawk eyes glared straight at him. "Get out of my way..."
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Post by Nakashima Steve on Feb 27, 2011 18:04:45 GMT -8
As I raised up on my feet I could hear a person started to talk, he seemed pretty full of himself as students started to move away so the guy could pass. I was curious who this person could be for all these students to move aside. But then to my surprise it was a guy that walked into old traditional clothes made in Japan, I saw my father walk in those type of clothes before. I was raised as a Japanese but I wasn't Japanese. then the young man spoke to me as he was standing right in front of me. Something about this guy his aura made me freeze for a second.
"Get out of my way..."
I looked up letting my green eyes look into the man his blue eyes. I must not let my eyes fool me as the aura was telling me different and also the students moving away meant that this guy was strong or highly respected but what was it.
" There are many ways you can walk instead of the way I'm standing... whats so special about this way? "
I would keep my eyes upon him as I would then simply smile and tried to walk passed him and leave this whole scene, yet something didn't feel right and things would probably won't end here.
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J Lethal
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Honor, and I spell it with the 'H' i stole from Heritage[A1i:5]
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Post by J Lethal on Feb 27, 2011 18:32:30 GMT -8
(ooc: I don't know if it was on purpose, but all Kazuya's quotes are from Xin. lol)
J had been at the school early today to use the gym. It didn't have the best equipment, but it was free. For a poor guy like J it was a life saver. He went a few rounds on the punching bag, stretched on a few of the machines, and then used the treadmill for about a half hour straight. Felt pretty good and he hadn;t even worked up a sweat.
The weather outside was starting to get a bit warmer so J would come outside to chill before the first bill. A lot had been going on at this school. The violence seemed to be picking up quite a bit, yet it still seemed like something much bigger was coming. He could sense it, and so could they.
"Do not be bothered by feelings Lethal. You will know what comes when it comes. For now, listen to Damballah and live your life."
Truer words were never spoken. J really didn't care what was coming, he was only focused on getting stronger not for the sake of 259, but for the sake of surviving. After all he still had a pack of bloodthirsty gangstas searching for him. Once a Blood, always a Blood.
J's attention would soon be captured by a group of students all yelling at someone J had never seen before. Some new kid, J didn't care much. He would watch the fight nonetheless and witness the newbie take down a big opponent. Nice work. Of course it wouldn't be long until a new challenger appeared. This next guy was dressed in some Asian crap from the kung-fu movies.
"Looks like things are about to get interesting."
J would move himself to the front of the encircling crowd watching and waiting to find out what was going to become of the new cracker and Jet Li.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 27, 2011 20:30:19 GMT -8
(OOC: For the record, yes. Yes it was on purpose, lol.)
Staring into the guy's green eyes, Kazuya already knew there was more to him than meets the eye. Yes, this one... He had the will... the will to survive. He was not one to give in and give up no matter what. But his abilities... well he didn't need his eyepiece to tell him, Kazuya could hazard a guess right away. This one was a low tier, barely even a light breeze. "... You have the will, but had you said your words to someone else, you wouldn't be so lucky to walk away..." Kazuya said simply, as the guy kept his eyes upon Kazuya and smiled before walking past him to leave. "... Or perhaps you lack the will, and are simply giving up and running away, hoping to avoid a confrontation to save yourself from embarrassment. Only cowards give up before even trying..."
For all intent and purposes, Kazuya had no reason to pick a fight with the guy, or anyone else for that matter, he just simply wanted to fight against other fighters, low tier or not. Any test of his abilities, whether effortless or not, was still a test, and told him where he needed to improve. And that knowledge was worth more than all the wins in the world. He briefly noted from the corner of his eye, a guy standing at the front of the encircling crowd, his look unlike the others. He had the appearance of a fighter, though much like the guy standing before Kazuya, he was probably in the low tier as well. This day may have just gotten a little more interesting...
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Post by Nakashima Steve on Feb 28, 2011 5:12:10 GMT -8
It seemed I was getting of rather good as my body passed his, yet then his words hit my back like knifes. A coward was something I never saw myself be, and why did he sense my will to survive the clown doesn't even know me. After he spoke those words my body stopped moving. both of us were facing each other with the backs. My hands slowly turning into fist as this arrogant fucker tried to test me or something.
" You know nothing about me.... Yet you dare to judge me? You are the one wearing a dress and yet you judge me? "
I didn't even know if there were more stronger fighters around because this clowns aura was blocking the others so he most probably be the strongest around me right know. My body turned halfway as I look over my shoulder facing this guy again.
" If you so eager to fight somebody then just come at me "
I on the other hand wasn't a fool that just rushes in and get my ass kicked, no I had to stay calm and learn this guy his moves to probably even lay 1 finger on him. I just have to stay up long enough to stand a chance against this guy.
Seeing the reactions of the other students I knew this was a top dog, they were all afraid to even say something to him or me for that matter they are just there watching. Was it all about fighting inside this school. Had I make a wrong choice.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 7, 2011 15:08:05 GMT -8
A sting to the guy's ego? Perhaps, as Kazuya saw the guy's hands turn into fists from the corner of his eye, a stoic look on his face, yet behind the calm expression, a glint of amusement could be seen. "... Then prove me wrong. Show me you have the will, and are not a coward." Kazuya said simply, calmly but lightly folding his arms across his chest, as he turned slightly, peering at the guy from the corner of his eye as he turned halfway and looked over his shoulder to face Kazuya again. "... Heh." This guy was a bigger fool if he thought Kazuya was going to just rush in automatically like a brash idiot. Being stronger did not automatically guarantee a win, sometimes strategy and wits can beat pure power, case in point, Kazuya's very first fight against Matrim Gallagher.
Though Mat had been stronger, subsequently aided by his shield Qi, Kazuya had beaten him, simply by outwitting him through the use of his flame Qi and suffocating Mat into submission, earning Kazuya his first win. Stepping towards the guy, his hands in his pockets, Kazuya started off with a slow and casual walk, gradually increasing his speed as the gap between them closed, just as he drew within minimal striking range, he quickly ran at the guy, letting loose a burst of speed, his long tied blue hair and indigo haori trailing behind him like a kite from the sheer speed of his steps, as he leaped up into the air and quickly whipped his right leg around in a simple roundhouse kick, aiming to send the guy flying off to the side. Breath and focus, that's all that Kazuya needed to do for this simple confrontation. Everything else would just come naturally.
(OOC: I'll pretty much be going itemless for this thread, here's Kazuya's stats for the entire thread:
Strength: 70
Dexterity: 70
Constitution: 70
Intelligence: 70
Wisdom: 70
Charisma: 73)
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Post by Nakashima Steve on Mar 7, 2011 17:00:11 GMT -8
Prove him that I had the will? It was myself to proof that I still had the will. I seemed like a pussy standing here acting all cool when in fact I didn't even knew how far I could go against this guy. How would it look when I loss to a guy in a dress. Matter of fact I was scared right now, I wasn't sure what guys in this school could do. Sure I have been beat up and stabbed but this school did put fear inside of me. I was here to proof to myself that I could do this.
At this point the student start moving to wards me walking in a slow pace and I knew he would speed that tempo up when he closes in. but when he was in striking range he wasn't moving very fast just yet, but at that point he threw in more speed. He was faster then me my eyes could barely keep track of him. But then he jumped up slowing his body down. I would bend myself back feeling the roundhouse kick softly against the tip of my nose.
At the time the student would hit the ground my body would have bend back up. Both hand raised up, my right hand would shoot out straight forward having the outside of the fist aimed for the guy his right templed, as my left hand would followed up for hook against the jaw
ooc: Sorry if my post lack still need to get used to type up attacks again.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 7, 2011 20:13:15 GMT -8
His foot grazing the tip of the guy's nose as he bent back to avoid the kick, just as Kazuya landed lightly on his feet, the guy bent back up with both hands raised, his right hand shooting out, aiming for Kazuya's right temple, followed up with a left hook to Kazuya's jaw. All it took was Kazuya simply tilting his head to the left and back slightly to avoid both strikes, feeling the breeze from the strikes. He was fast, but not fast enough. "... Was that it? Are you even trying to hit me? Or perhaps you're too SLOW!" Kazuya said simply, lifting his leg up and swiftly burying his foot in the guy's side just as he finished his sentence, hopefully sending him off to the side like he had previously attempted, and consider how close in range he was to the guy, he would have a very hard time trying to dodge the kick.
"... Try again... boy..." Kazuya said bluntly, lowering his leg back down, firmly planting his foot on the ground, his hands still inside his pockets. It would be interesting to see just how long the guy could last, as it stood, Kazuya was barely even using any effort against him, he hadn't even broken a sweat yet. Then again, the fight had just started, if his past fights have taught Kazuya anything, it was that anything could happen, and it wasn't over until it was over. This wasn't your average run of the mill high school, you start something up here, you'd better expect to fight for your life, because your opponent isn't going to let you walk away unscathed. Kazuya wasn't going to hold back on the guy, he'd better do the same, if he didn't want to get beaten by a guy wearing a dress.
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Post by Nakashima Steve on Mar 8, 2011 4:53:06 GMT -8
As my punches were to slow to catch the guy, My speed was not great enough to win from this guy so I had to use diffrent things to stand a chance but what was it. I had to test and try it all. I better hope I stay up that long. Than the mocking came. This guy knew he was the faster fighter but why getting arogant already. I could not reply because his leg raised up faster then my body could move and his feet smashed against my shoulder sending me to the side crashing against the wall inside these halls. He also had greater strenght. I really had to play it smart right now. I was the underdog and all could tell.
" Looks like your one cocky son of a bitch, don't think you already won."
O I will try again you just wait and see asshole. I took my fighting pose and raised my fist. What could I do to catch him. My eyes looking around but not to obvious ofcourse. I would rush at him full speed but right before striking range I would duck under lowering my upperbody and then twist my hip into it and placing my feet sideways for even greater speed and strenght and tryed to smash my right fist into his left ribcase. All this was preformed with all the strenght and speed I had. I needed to feel myself hitting him or else this fight would turn out really bad.
If I didnt hit him I would follow up with a quike spin slam my left elbow into his ribs and spin further and up to raise my right leg against the left side of his face.
(Just you watch me asshole)
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 8, 2011 17:06:23 GMT -8
"... It's not over until it's over." Kazuya said simply, his eyes glued to the guy as he rose up and took up a fighting stance and raised his fist once more after being sent flying into the wall by Kazuya's kick. The guy then ran full speed at Kazuya, just before he came within striking range, he ducked down and twisted, his right fist soaring out to try and smash into Kazuya's rib cage, it was impressive, but nothing Kazuya hadn't seen before, his movement was easy to keep track of. Kazuya didn't even need to block his strike, all it took was him simply shifting to the right, the guy's fist hitting nothing but air, as he quickly spun around and try to smash his elbow into Kazuya's rib cage once more. Stepping to the side once again, the guy's elbow flew past, hitting nothing but air once more.
Kazuya then whirled around and quickly lifted his right leg up at the same time with full speed, sending it colliding into the guy's raised right leg full power, easily countering his strike. "..." For all it was worth, the guy was strong, but Kazuya had honestly felt worse, he didn't know about the guy, but the collision barely even caused a numbing sensation in his leg, much less inflict any damage on him. Wasting no time, Kazuya quickly pulled his raised leg back and proceed to send his foot flying straight at the guy's stomach, to try and knock him onto his back. Just because he clearly was the underdog, did not mean Kazuya was going to go easy on him, if anything, it would be an insult to the guy's honor and skill as a fighter if Kazuya did anything but go all out against him.
(OOC: Chill brotha, I'm not like this in real life ^___^)
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Post by Nakashima Steve on Mar 10, 2011 13:09:15 GMT -8
(ooc: that asshole part was a thought of Steve not about you IRL:P)
Both strikes missed there target and as my leg raised up into the kick, I could feel a impact but it was the guy his leg. I could feel his power but I was able to not show the pain I felt from the impact and just kept a strong stare at the guy. Now the guy used his speed again, he was faster that I already knew. So when he lowered his leg his was down before mine and his attack would be send at the time my feet hit the ground. His feet then crashed against my stomach making me bend abit forward and drop on my knee. I didn't want to fall back on my back.
At the time my knee hit the ground, I would roll forward in just a instant and raise up on my feet just a inc away from the guy and let my body crash against his. My left hand would grab his dress. I would push him back wards with all the force I build up with the roll and my own strength combined and hope to push him against the wall. My right fist would then slam against the guy his nose if he wasn't able to dodge it.
" It ain't over yet, I am still breathing.. "
I spoke those words when I pushed him, I knew my chances on winning against this guy were low but low didn't mean that there wasn't a chance.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 10, 2011 14:45:33 GMT -8
If the guy had been affected by Kazuya's counter, he sure didn't show it, instead giving Kazuya a strong stare. However, Kazuya didn't bother to stop and stare back, he quickly lowered his leg down and sent his foot straight into the guy's stomach the moment the guy planted his foot on the floor, causing him to double over and drop on his knee. The guy then rolled forward instantly, coming back up on his feet just an inch away, before charging at Kazuya, whom simply turned to the side, lowered his shoulder, and charged forward, his shoulder colliding with the guy's, ramming him back. He then felt the guy grab onto his haori and attempt to push him back. It barely took any effort for Kazuya to prevent himself from being pushed back. He then felt the grip on his haori ease up slightly, as the guy pulled his right fist back and attempt to punch Kazuya in the nose.
Kazuya moved his head slightly, timing the turn with the punch. The blow hit him solidly against the chin. He'd felt worse before. "... So am I... boy." With the guy's attention occupied with trying to push him back, Kazuya would lift his knee up, letting the guy push him back ever so slightly, to fake him out, make him believe he was succeeding, and quickly slam his knee into the guy's stomach. He would then pull his knee back, and continue to slam his knee repeatedly into the guy's stomach, given how close the guy was, plus the fact he was gripping Kazuya's haori with one hand, he would have a very hard time dodging it. Planting his foot back down on the ground, Kazuya had grown weary of this farce, and began to push back against the guy and send him up against the wall, just as he had tried to do to Kazuya.
(OOC: Lol, my bad, usually words in parenthesis are out of character talk, not in character thoughts)
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