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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on May 19, 2012 18:51:31 GMT -8
[OoC: Marcus/Open] [beige]"Can I help you?"[/beige] [beige]"Dear me, I seem to have gotten myself into quite an undesirable situation."[/beige]
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Post by Marcus Prasad on May 20, 2012 18:29:56 GMT -8
BOOM!
From out of the man sized hole in the wall, an inquisitive face peeked around.
'Funny, the things you find when you go out for walks.'
Being a kind soul, Marcus took a moment to help prop the mangled wreck of a human being into a sitting position against a large mass of masonry.
"Seriously dude, I strongly suggest sitting this one out."
The man apparently agreed.
"Be careful, that man is a monster!"
Marcus cocked an eyebrow and tilted his head.
"Then....why didn't you bring more guys? Whatever, just sit tight whilst I go make sense of this mess."
Swinging his legs over, Marcus vaulted through the hole with ease, his shoes making only the barest of noises. Most guys like him would have probably gone with boots and enjoy making crunch crunch noises with them. Fortunatly Marcus had enough sense to know that it was hard to run in boots and sometimes Silence is golden.
Not really in this case though.
"Ok What the FUCK is going on here?!?"
Normally soft spoken, the man had a drill seargent voice when he wanted it, projecting it outward with an almost physical force. Five on one and the one was a GIANT of a man. Hardly seemed fair, even with the weapons.
Clad in his black bomber jacket, Black and red Button up short sleeve shirt, urban camo cargo pants and ubiquitous blue flatcap, the man cut an impressive figure as he looked from person to person with his arms crossed, leaning his back to the wall behind him.
"Don't you guys know the rules? No Streetbrawling past Lunchtime! Gonna have to wait for a more sensible hour."
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on Aug 19, 2012 14:52:36 GMT -8
[OoC: And three months later...!] [teal] [/i][/beige][/center] - Takehiro grinned, tilting his head slightly to the side, no longer paying any attention to the men surrounding him. They were cowards, and the man before him seemed completely different. He may not have an air of power about him, but there was certainly no fear. That alone was interesting, though the large man had no inkling of the intents of the newcomer. He could be friend or foe, or simply a man there to hear himself talk. Regardless of his initial intent, he would find one of the assailants now targeting him, seemingly threatened by his presence. The man ran at him with a pipe, swinging wildly. Takehiro would simply watch. Either the man could defend himself, or he just had a powerful voice.[/teal][/ul] [OoC: Again, sorry for disappearing several times on ya.] |
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Post by Marcus Prasad on Aug 22, 2012 19:51:44 GMT -8
"Oh you gotta be kidding me."
The man muttered as the first punk came charging at him with a pipe. Even back in his youth this guy wouldn't have been a problem considering what kind of people Marcus had gone toe to toe with back in #552.
So instead of breaking the fool like he easily could, Marcus simply began ducking and weaving around every one of the pipe swinging nitwit's clumbsy blows as he spewed sarcastic taunts about.
"Oh dear. It seem I am being accosted by a hoodlum. Whatever shall I do?"
Eventualy Marcus would grow tired and end his game with a quick upward palmstrike into the man's down swing, knocking the pipe upwards. Completely stunned, the punk could only watch as his weapon of choice came plummeting back down, konking him square on the head and knocking him out.
Well that was relatively easy. Marcus just stretched and turned back to the rest of the group with an easy smile as he spread his hands out to his sides palms up.
"Anyone else want to try thier luck?"
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on May 14, 2013 21:13:33 GMT -8
[OoC: The months go by...  ] [teal] [beige]"Well, you certainly seem to be quite the character."[/beige] [beige]"I think you scared 'em off."[/beige] [/teal] |
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Post by Marcus Prasad on May 18, 2013 21:16:13 GMT -8
'Jeez, I'm almost expecting one of them to scream 'We'll Getchu Next time Fool!' As they run off or something.'
The man mused with a smug grin on his face as the punks ran off with his arms crossed and one foot up on a chunk of Masonry. He remembered the big guy when he began to speak, turning towards him and wondering why he didn't run off as well.
'Bet he gots stones that one!'
Marcus thought with a grin. The man was a heavy weight, Marcus could sense it. A Real top contender who probably packed alot of punch. For a moment he thought of what it would be like to get in a tussle with the other man, taking a moment to size him up.
Then the man stated the obvious.
"Yeah I noticed that."
Marcus said with a smirk.
"Also noticed you weren't. Scared off I mean. Which makes you the most interesting person in this area to me right now."
Spoken without a single trace of a threat or boast. It was more like Feigned Indifference as Marcus slowly began to approach the other man.
"So. What's your story man?"
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Post by Amakusa Takehiro on May 19, 2013 9:48:35 GMT -8
[beige]"I was born on an assembly line and raised in a factory."[/beige] [/teal] [beige]"And you..?"[/beige] |
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