Orion
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Post by Orion on Jun 6, 2013 13:23:56 GMT -8
OOC: PUT AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU WANT IN HERE, LET'S HAVE A BLAST! *shrug*
IC: "Look, now, I got nothing against you personally. I really don't, you know? But, my current allegiances say that my priorities put the kid here above you. So, ya know, that means I kinda have to defend him. You keep pushing, and I may have to actually start trying to kill you, instead of doing it by accident."
Orion was a fair man. He didn't normally go to kill people when he fought. They just kinda died... by accident. To be honest, a lot of it was due to the weapon, and his style with it. It had lots of stabby and slashy bits across it. It kept people away him. If done correctly, you could send the blood from the weapon into an opponent's face, distracting him. So, yes, he may accidentally kill a guy or three while fighting and trying to keep them back from a little kid with red eyes and white hair. But there was like, ten, fifteen of them, ok, twelve now, vs a little kid and him! They could spare a few to learn a lesson! Right?
"Trying to kill us? You mean your holding back?" "No shit? You guys are barely worth the time it'll take to kill you. It's not worth the time it'll take to clean off my halberd, and it definitely isn't worth a little kid's life!" "That thing is a demon! An abomination!" "I glow, I don't hear you calling me a demon." "Monster!"
*THWUMP*
"Good enough."
So, we have now established that charging at him from behind while screaming isn't smart, cuz he'll hit you back. It's even more of an inherently bad idea, considering the back of his weapon has a spear tip, and yes, it is sharp and pointy, and yes, it will pierce you. And it will hurt like a mother fucker. Unless it hits you in the throat, as just happened, then it only hurts till your brain stops getting blood and it stops working and you hit the ground, covering the nearby area in a decent amount of blood. Oh, and getting blood on the weapon. Orion cast a glance at the corpse and the end of his weapon with a sigh.
"Come on now... I just washed this thing yesterday! Look, just leave the kid alone, yeah?"
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 6, 2013 14:23:04 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | An experiment, at least, what he had begun to recognize as experiments.. or variations of them from off-spring and the like. The poor kid was being confronted by a group of people, far more than needed to strike down a child, and the only person between them and the small boy was someone wielding a halberd.
Needless to say Katsuri had stopped, cigarette in his mouth, watching this exchange with a dull look on his face. Well, dull save for those eyes, taking in each of them, although at the distance he was it was difficult to discern facial features, their general traits stood out.
Only able to make out bits and pieces of the conversation he took another drag of that cancer stick just as one of the fools rushed the guardian. It ended quickly, the lifeless husk hanging from the weapon afterwards, no wince or even a bat of an eye from that giant, instead he'd have just stood up straight.
First? He finished that cigarette, drawing the half left with a single massive pull on those oversized lungs. The sigh that followed after a few moments expelled it back out, almost like a bull preparing to charge.. which he was in a way.
A glance to his left found nothing suitable, a glance to his right the same, however, as he turned to look behind him he found what looked to be a telephone pole partially embedded into the wall of a decent sized building.
In turn that decent sized foot came down and he'd have snapped the part not hidden away from the rest... why? Large hands gripped hold of it, sinking down, part of the wood giving under the stress as he hefted the damn thing up with one hand like a club.
It was not to be used as a striking instrument, however, as it was launched into the group now crowding around this boy and his protector. Whomever it hit was in for a nice world of hurt, those things were not light.. but at eight foot four inches neither was he.
Question is, why was he getting involved? He happened to have a soft spot for kids, women, and outcasts.. hell, at his size he was an outcast as well. | |
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Jun 11, 2013 19:26:04 GMT -8
It's just one kid! If we all rush him, he doesn't stand a chance!You can't be serious.... I just slaughtered 4 of you idiots, and you think bum rushing me is gonna work? Fuck it, they really want to kill this kid that badly, they all die, scumbags. Soon as I see an openin- the fuck?As Orion's thoughts were running through his head, a telephone pole came flying and smashed through the three men in front of him. If he was anyone else, he would be staring, gaping, at the fact that a telephone pole just smashed three guys, thrown by... jesus, the hell did that guy eat as a kid, steroids with more steroids? Dude was almost as big as Patches. Regardless, as the remaining eight thugs were gaping, Orion's eyes switched from golden to red. His glow started to die down to barely visible as he began his attack.He caught two men standing next to each other on his right by shifting the grip on his weapon and spinning, catching their throats with the snake-blade tip and spraying their blood. A third died, a warning being half-shouted before Orion, in a continuing spin, spun a full 360 and decapitated him smoothly with the axe-end. The fourth jumped away, only to have Orion's feet planted in his face as Orion caught the tip of his weapon in the ground and used it to propel his body upwards and forwards to slam into him. Jumping off the man as he fell backwards, he flipped in the air and spun, grasping both hands together to bring down a hammer fist on a man rushing at him, sending him straight into the ground, head first. Orion landed lightly, before spinning to his left and dodging neatly his own weapon being thrust at him, as evidently the man he had struck was now back up, a broken nose streaming blood, and attempting to stab him. Failing epicly. Orion deadpanned at him. "You do know that it's incredibly difficult to wield my own weapon against me, right? Like, extremely so?""Sh-shut up! I'll kill you!"The man swung the weapon over his head, and then began to swing it back overhead for a massive blow at Orion... only to get punched in the throat, then kneed in the groin, followed by a snappy kao loi with a lot more force then the double-dropkick to knock his ass out. Orion reached out and grabbed his weapon, twirling it nimbly he spun towards the remaining thugs, who had decided that rushing an 8 ft. tall man was apparently a good idea. Dumbasses. Oh well... at least the kid's safe.And indeed she was. Though a little freaked out at the blood. It happens.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 12, 2013 14:01:56 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | The big man watched as the unamed kid blitzed through thug after thug, hands hanging against the edges of his pockets, rocking those heels back and forth as he shifted a little. Unfazed by the bloodshed, although slightly amused by the display, he let loose a low yawn.
Then they turned their sights to him and began running his way, well, any that were left at least. This got a dull blink and a raise of his hand, as if to tell them to stop and not bother.. they did not listen and instead continued. The first to step to the plate aimed a metal pole for his side to try and topple him. The pole sweeped under his arm, putting the man easily within grabbing distance, and the pole was bent as it came away from the big mans rib cage.
No damage, making it known these guys were probably too weak to do much with blunt instruments to the leviathan. His hand, however, was not weak, and instead clamped down on the mans face, all five digits collapsing together as his palm crushed the poor mans nose into his skull.
There was a cracking sound, loud, sickening, as blood began to ooze down the big mans wrist. The muscles in arm tensed for just a second and another crack would have been heard before he dropped him to the ground. His face looked as if a truck had fallen on it, causing the big man to tilt his head and grin just slightly.
The hand came back up and he waved for them to try him and see if they were going to end up doing any better than their now lifeless breathren. Unlikely.. but he'd give them the chance anyhow. | |
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Post by Orion on Jun 15, 2013 12:46:09 GMT -8
Well, after watching the rest of their peers getting slaughtered like trash, the remaining just performed an about face and bolted down the street, far away from the maniacs who still had blood on their hands, both literally and figuratively. Orion sighed as they ran, shouldering his halberd as he knelt to look into the eyes of the young girl experiment, who seemed to be calming a bit as the thugs ran off. The blood wasn't as big a factor as he thought. Why... oh yes. Now he remembered. There were tales that Barker tried to train these guys for only one thing: killing. Orion himself had no such training, just performing whatever worked, but kids like these... they were, at the very least, hardened. Orion smiled kindly at her.
"Shall we go thank the other man that helped you and us?"
The little girl blinked, before nodding slowly. Standing, Orion took the little girl's offered hand in his own and calmly walked forward towards the giant, for all the world looking a brother and sister walking to an uncle. Not counting that all three alive were unique and that they were surrounded by a wasteland of destruction, death, and blood. When they were closer, Orion spoke up.
"Thanks for the help. You provided a good opening, and you definitely helped in scaring the others away." "Thank you mister..."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 15, 2013 13:33:14 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | When the others turned and ran with their tails tucked between their legs, the big man had begun to turn and walk away himself, blood dripping from the hand that had turned the poor mans skull into a bowl. He stopped, however, as he heard the other male that had been protecting the smaller child. A slight tilt of his head, still turned away from them before he sighed and turned on heel.
"The weak try to prey on the weaker, unfortunately I have a weak spot myself for such things."
Referring of course to the small girl standing next to the male with the polearm. The hand he had not stained with blood came down to the top of the girls head and he'd have lightly ruffled her hair.
"Do not worry about it. They do not understand you or your kin so they fear you without reason, it would have been wrong to have just let you get swarmed by that trash." | |
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Orion
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Post by Orion on Jun 25, 2013 18:42:37 GMT -8
The little girl smiled up happily at the big man as her hair was ruffled affectionately. Orion simply chuckled at the big man's response.
"You are not so dissimilar. The only difference is that your casting out is far less physical, probably simply because of your immense physical prowess. I've only seen one other person as big as you are... and his wasn't natural."
A reference to a fight at a stronghold long ago. An experiment of Barker's named Patches, he was a total monster, inhumanly strong and tough, wielding a cleaver the same size as Orion's own pole-arm, scarily enough. The difference here is that Patches retained little intelligence, and was far more homicidal. The giant here, though, had already proven himself less homicidal, and more intelligent, both from the light in his eyes and his words.
"Regardless... thanks again. Do you happen to know of a relative safer area nearby? While I'm not bothered by people trying to jump me, I'd rather not have to defend myself while escorting a non-combatant."
Because damn it, children were not fighters, despite how bad this hellhole had become. And Orion was going to keep this kid as far away from combat as was possible. It was still noon, so he would need a place for himself and the child to hunker down until night, where he could move with far fewer eyes. If not... keeping company with this giant was probably a good deterrent. Speaking of...
"Where are my manners? We should all introduce each other! I am Orion, Orion Smith. An agent of The Children." "My name is Katsu..."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 26, 2013 9:13:49 GMT -8
| katsuri katashi | | Size did not threaten the big man, not because, he himself, was so large, but rather his kin were all massive, far beyond the natural order of things. At one point they had been studied for the traits passed down in their line that made them true giants.. their genes may have actually been in part responsible for similar monsters in the California area, Hiroko's body had gone missing at some point prior to Barkers chaos, although, it could have been any number of rival clans given the male had been a 'poster child' for the Katashi's, quite a bit unlike the brother standing here now.
"My kind are not hunted, we instead do the hunting, its funny to think if this were taking place under the eye of that old bastard Barker would have probably been run clean out of here.."
California may have been a sort of epicenter, but it was not the only source of... well, monsters. Barkers plans had only caused generations of twisted and mutilated creatures, most of them not even of his doing, to gain their freedom. Japan was a hotbed of such things, he'd seen a few himself, and they certainly were not cute little girls with pigment shifts.
"Safe area? Mmn. For someone like her? I doubt it. Barkers troops will try to capture her on sight, and most of the rest of Calif"ornia's remaining populace is not very forgiving either given the source."
The big man had to pause and think about it, which was when names were dished out, Orion, and Katsu... amusing. The Children sounded familiar though, then it clicked, "Ah, I see... I suppose I can accompany you until you get back into experiment territory then. Provided there is a bit of booze in it for me. I am Katsuri by the way. Katsuri Katashi." | | KATSURI KATASHI [ BIO ] | | Height | 8'4" | Weight | 502lbs | Hair Col. | Black | Eye Col. | White | Gang Affil. | N/A | Job | Bouncer | | STR | 80 | CON | 83 | DEX | 83 | INT | 85 | WIS | 80 | CHA | 80 |
| | GHOST | | Height | 4'0" | Weight | 197lbs | Fur Col. | White | Eye Col. | Red | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 10 | CON | 15 | DEX | 15 | INT | 5 | WIS | 10 | CHA | 5 |
| | GREY WIND | | Height | 4'6" | Weight | 221lbs | Fur Col. | Black | Eye Col. | Blue | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 15 | CON | 15 | DEX | 10 | INT | 10 | WIS | 5 | CHA | 5 |
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