Troubles of #260

[Cereza Nova Grey]

{Tristan Korvel , Levi Kayamei }

'The betrayal you see is trivial
What is truly fearsome is
the betrayal you don't.'
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-- Secretive semi protective instincts kicked in for the hatted brunetteas she noted what was flying towards the back of Mars's head. That dodge ball she was hinting for Tristan to throw would quickly be snatched up by her and thrown in that direction to intercept the baseball. Honestly she kinda knew it was just a little fruitless because of the speed and density difference but hey she tried right? Mars couldn't complain then.

"Nevermind."

-- She said towards Tristan as she threw that ball however there was another object falling towards the boy and honestly deep down it was just annoying her too. It was like a neverending gag reel. With a frustrated sigh Tristan would feel a hand on his chest harshly push him back to give her room as she attempted to throw a roundhouse at the oncoming soccor ball. If she succeeded by some possible accident or coincedence or maybe not its direction would be to mister fancy feet. The one that kicked the green hair boy and downed a pillar to whom was now engaging with some Asian boy. If suceeded she'd simply rebalance herself and adjust her white blazer calmly.

"Someone has a lot of balls."

-- Literally and figuratively. 

SPOILER: Click to show

Ooc: Let me know if anything needs changing Tristan or you would rather me delete and wait till after you.

MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE

[Violet Lockheart]

~We Rise~

The bitch was still at it even after an almost deafening snap fired off in Violet's ear, she had to give the girl credit for not instantly revolting in pain but that wasn't the time. The girl was a monster having turned using her disadvantage to deliver a strike to Vi's head and if there was anything that Vi had learned from fights here is that protecting the head was paramount. Tucking to roll Vi wouldn't release her clasp on the girl who had some fight left in her instead she'd clench her elbows to support the wrist and down the forearm so that as she tucked and rolled off to her immediate left she'd be taking her opponent with her. This wasn't all she'd do in a single motion she'd wrap her legs up around the girl's full arm catching her just above and below the armpit as she was reached out making this MMA move complete tucking and rolling with the girl's entire torso and flaying her attempted kick to more of a jostle and pinning her face down arm still grappled.

"Stay down bitch I don't want to have to break more!" Violet would growl in the tiffs of combat still trying to remain keenly aware of her surroundings but figuring for the most part that two wrestling girls would go unnoticed...right?

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Combat Stuffs

ATK: 10
DEF: 15
SPD: 10
PER: 5
ENG: 19

Stamina: 130/190 - 13%(20) /2 Noncritical = 121/190
Resistance: 13%

[Levi Kayamei]

Levi waited for the charge, but had no idea what he was in for until it was almost too late. Reading Hanzo's stance before he charged, Levi assumed that this man's specialty was his kicks, and only saw the kick coming at all because he knew where to look.

Too fast!

Levi's hands were already up and ready to defend, but due to Hanzo's overwhelming speed, Levi still only got his defense half in place before the Pillar of 260 crashed his foot into the Asian's arms, pushing them straight into their owner's face and sending the poor 259 newbie flying backwards, screaming in pain as his own forearm broke his nose.

"Ahh!"

Levi flew back a good twenty feet before hitting the ground and rolling another five before stopping, face down, in the dirt. Levi breathed heavily from his mouth as he felt his nose fill with blood, the taste of copper filling his mouth. He pushed himself onto his elbows as his bearing slowly realigned.

What a monster! Just one kick...bastard...

Slowly, Levi rose to his feet, unsteadily and looked ahead, his face throbbing and now knowing what kind of hopeless struggle this was going to be if it remained one-on-one. Levi walked back among his allies and spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

"We have numbers! Let's use them! Don't let these punks wreck the school on my first day!"

[Stevie-Rae]

I rolled over as the buzzer went off. Sighing, i shut it off and sat up. I can't believe it's already time to feed the horses and go to school. I threw my legs over the side and my feet hit the super cold floor. Nope, not Texas... I made my way to the closet and pulled out my favorite outfit. I used to wear this all the time. Hopefully here in Cali, i'll still be able to.

After I got dressed, I headed out to feed the horses. The sun was barely above the horizon, so i knew i had plenty of time. After i brought the oats and feed, i grabbed a brush and began pulling it over Theo's mane.

"I can't believe all this is still happening. Why did we have to move? What is so wrong about fighting?" I stood there brushing Theo's mane for another while, confiding in him all my worries and doubts. I didn't notice the clock quickly making time pass. Before too long i heard Momma calling me from the house.

"You are going to be late! Hurry up!" SHe went back inside. I stole a glance at my watch. It was already 7:00. I was going to be late for sure! Racing back inside, I hurried to get my things and ran out the door. Daddy jumped in the driver's side and took me to school. I didn't really hear what he was saying, i was too worried about the new school. Something about 'I'll drive you this time, but you need to learn the route.' Whatever.

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Finally we arrived. Apparently there was a huge fight going on. Daddy just stared. Guess he didn't know what to do. I was way too excited! This was the perfect way for me to adjust. I could get out all my emotions in a few swings. I felt Daddy lean forward. He was going to try and drive off.
"Maybe i'll bring you back tomorrow..." But i already had the door open.
"I'll be a son-of-a-gun! No way! Thanks for the ride Daddy! See ya!" A tip of my cowgirl hat and I was off! My boots pounded harshly against the cement. The song 'Country Boy Can Survive' Playing loudly in my ears. Damn I love this song!

I made my way around the cops. No use in getting arrested. I looked around trying to find someone i could really take out all my frustrations on. Seeing my target immediately, i made my way to the kid with his hands in his pockets. He had just kicked a kid across the way. Blood streamed from his nose. Broken. This is just too great!

I came up behind him and aimed a hay maker for the right side of his head. I might even get his ear!

((OOC: I know its a late entry, I'll take the cut!!))

[Emily Suddenfield]

Emily looked at Magnus.

Seemed she made the wrong choice in her second.

Then another kid got his arm broke like a twig. Expecting him to flee or pass out, the boy instead shouted that they wouldn't quit, and shouldn't back down. Giving a little tilt of her head in appreciation, she would walk toward the Pillar of 260 from behind. A single person got in her way, and Em's left leg would kick the side of the boy's calves intent to sweep him so her minions could pummel him.

When she reached the Pillar, however, her eyebrows raised and she grinned- this guy was nearly as strong and fast as Asiv.

Good. He was gonna need it.

She rolled up her sleeves and would burst forward, aiming to jump on his back and wrap her right arm around his neck while her left sunk into a hook behind his head. Her right hand would grab her left bicep and her legs would wrap around his waist in a body triangle. That was the goal, anyway.

Rear naked choke, anyone?

"COVER ME!"

That was likely all she would get out before the Pillar was likely to squirm, if she got her hold in place of course.

OOC: Activating ability. New stats:

Atk: 17 | Def: 10 | Spd: 20 | Per: 13 | Eng: 8

[Tristan Korvel]

~I'd love to change the world~

Furious Tristan would ready himself for action before behing pushed aside, the cautionary action would go unchanged as he'd slide to his rump staring upwards as the girl gave off a ferocious roundhouse kick to return the blow. As frustrated as he was there'd be a moment of clarity as he'd looked up to her with appreciation and the heat would return his passions readily reignited to jump into the fray. Rolling off the steps and into the courtyard he'd ready his fisticuffs and charge for the nearest body throwing a low left blow to the ribs followed by a second, ducking a counter attack and then pummeling down with a sharp right across the face.

"I am not a gag!" He'd resound furiously at his opponent however innocent they may be.

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Combat Stuffs

ATK: 10
DEF: 5
SPD: 15
PER: 15
ENG: 5

Stamina: 35/50
Resistance: 5%

[Krane Asiv]

Krane struggled getting back to his feet, but with Melanie getting there to cover him he was able to recover without too much issue. Blood now covering the lower half of his face like a mask, most of his neck, and on the front of his yellow shirt. Coughing once, he pointed at the guy fighting Levi and being attacked by the others.

"He kicks hard."

Krane is so articulate when it comes to explaining things. However it seemed the School Captain was calling for back up, and it didn;t seem like she was going to get it, so Krane would rush over to take out any punk that thought they could step in. When I say take out, I mean disassemble, when I say disassemble I mean, break... When I say break I mean disfigure in a very grotesque manner when ti comes to joints and bones and the proper way they are supposed to bend.

[Kyle Nellist]

Kyle would follow Krane- but not to protect the Captain. He would put a hand on Levi's back, and attempt to protect it, throwing a sharp uppercut for whoever tried to take him from behind. He'd shout over his shoulder.

"You're gonna need a band-aid, brother!"

He grinned, his panic melting away in the madness.

He was already in....what was the point in being scared now?

[Deleted]

{Tristan Korvel }

As a flash of blue flashed across Arathorn's vision, he darted his eyes back to its source. A girl lying on the ground, about to have her face smashed in. Wait.. this wasn't just some girl. A few flashes from Arathorn's memory went by, remembering her around the 259 grounds, remembering seeing her as one of the first out in the crowd, all memories pointing to one thing: She was a pillar. Then Arathorn thought for a moment... what did he hear her addressed as occasionally... V..Ver-no....Vi-..yes that sounds right... Vi..olet?? Well, now was not the time to play a memory game. 

Picking up a shoe of the man he had just taking down, he stood up to throw it at the attacker, but when he closed an eye to aim, there was no one to aim at. Apparently,  the blue haired chick freaking Ronda Rousey-ed the cheerleader that was standing over her. Well... so much for that... Arathorn thought to himself as he threw the shoe aimlessly far behind him... not even remembering the fact that far behind him in the same direction he threw was Tristan.. 

Then looking around him, Arathorn tried to see if there was anyone else in need of assistance, or just anything out of place in the crowd, scanning the world around him like an eagle.

[Mr. Kaar]

Looking out into the battlefield Kaar could see the police mopping up rather more effectively than before, which meant this battle didn't have much left to go. So pulling the stick from the sheath on his back he would bend at the knee's, take a breath and he would be gone smashing the stick into the face's of most of the Two-Sixty worms still trying things. He could tell they were maybe moments from a full on retreat.

[Zack Asiv]

Melanie Ross

Melanie would easily reach Krane through the thinning numbers and keep him guarded long enough for him to get to his feet.

Cereza Nova Grey / Levi Kayamei / Stevie-Rae / Emily Suddenfield / Krane Asiv / Kyle Nellist / Mr. Kaar

Atk: 20 (25)
Def: 18 (20)
Spd: 20 (27)
Per: 18
Eng: 15

A dodge ball he could see flying for his face from on far, turning his head to avoid it he would feel a hay maker slam into the side of his face disorienting him for a moment, long enough for Emily to wrap her arms around, but he wasn't so far gone he didn't tuck his chin, keeping her from locking it in correctly. However he would move quickly to thrust his hands up and under her arm and lift it over his face, bouncing into the air... Like a balloon, flouting away.

While Levi took a moment for his war cry Kyle was able to put down an fighter with his uppercut, however two more came out of the wood works aiming to catch Levi and Kyle in a pincer attack, each swinging a baseball bat. The one attacking Kyle would swing high, while the one coming at Levi would swing low.

Four thugs are charging Emily and their Pillar to get her off him, that leaves Krane and Stevie-ray in the way of their assault. Stevie is being attacked with a swing from a wooden sword in a vertical slash for the top of her head. Krane has to deal with two kicking fiends. A left kick from the one on his left, and a right kick from the one on his right. Hoping to over whelm the guy.

Tristan Korvel / @arathornteros

Tristan was like a fighter possessed felling many foe's in his rage induced onslaught, however it would make him rather tired. A shoe is flying for Tristan's face!

Violet Lockheart

Yeah there was just a crowd of both 259 and 260 students watching. The girl in the hold was trying to sturggle, but the pain was too much and she passed out.

[Stevie-Rae]

I spun around after my strike landed just in time to see a guy coming at me with a wooden sword. Really, guy? I threw my forearm in the way to catch the blow. I didn't wanna take the chance that the Captain might get hit.
Tell ya what, It hurt like a son-of-a-gun! I shot my arm out pushing the sword to the side and wrapped my hand around it. Yanking it back i'd try to disarm or at least pull em closer. If i got the sword, I'd punch e m in the face. Hard right hook. That was i could readjust the sword in my grasp so i could wield it. HA!
If it just pulled em closer, I'd still go for the hard right hook, but i'd follow it up with a kick to the chest. I wanted that sword.

"LET IT GO!"

[Melanie Ross]

Melanie would turn as Krane did and headed to Emily. Just in time too. There were four on their way to her and the Pillar. Two went after Krane, another after a country bumpkin. Remembering how Krane was able to take down the kid next to his locker, Melanie would let him be. If he needed her help, she'd totally help. But for now, She'd charge at the last one. Tackling him to the ground, Melanie would hop up and kick him hard in the groin followed by a kick in the gut. If he still tried to get up, Melanie would kick for his neck.

If he stayed down, Melanie would snap her whip at the Pillar's foot closest to her. Using her ability, she'd yank it back, hoping to make him fall into Emily's hold.

SPOILER: Click to show

Once per thread the whip of Ivy can hit a target and leave the mark 'PILLAR' on the body doing Melanie's Energy in damage. On the following round the person that has the mark 'PILLAR' on them takes poison damage of Melanie's Energy stat before the mark vanishes. [1/2] ((14 dmg))

[Tristan Korvel]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN

even though i do bad things

VERY BAD THINGS

such horrible things

RAGE RAGE RAAAAGE!

Hands flying like a furious kung-fu fighter Tristan flayed and sprawled foes by the truckload splaying them out with his 40-fists technique primarily consisting in him flailing around wildly and screaming like a banshee. That would inspire more terror than any real damage at this point feeling himself all the more confident in his cause. That was until... in seemingly slow motion a challenger would appear. His laces sprawled loose, his soul blackened like the darkest pits of hell he'd stare Tristan down with one goal in mind.

Dun Dun Dun Dun.... Like a scene from Jaws the approaching threat would go unseen as Tristan flailed wildly with a fury rarely seen out of him before.... Clunk. Dethroned from his standing position Tristan would be knocked to the flat of his back, his nemesis the shoe staring at him from atop his chest the stench of de'feet filling the boy's nostrils with a pungent breath.

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★ made by elaina

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HEALTH

ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS

ATK: 10
DEF: 5
SPD: 15
PER: 15
ENG: 5

Stamina: 5/50
Resistance: 5%


10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).

by nette of gs

[Violet Lockheart]

EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS

you can't stop me

Violet would let out a couple of airy breaths as she'd rise, the girl who'd tussled with her falling into a mess beneath her succumbing to the pain from her grapple. Good she really didn't want to extend this combat too much longer call her a pacifist but she wanted to only fight to a firm conclusion that was her job after all to keep the peace. A fretful look covered her face now coming to roll her eyes. Damn Emily you're rubbing off on me yuck. Straightening up she'd hold up the girl's arm still this time in a loftier vice staring down the assortment of eyes watching her at this point sharing with them a devious grin that exuded the desire to fight further.

"Cease and desist!" That sounded cool right? "Like I said before I don't want to break anymore of you." A monstrous grin given as she'd release the girl's limp wrist letting it clatter to the ground beside her.

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HEALTH

ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS

ATK: 10
DEF: 15
SPD: 10
PER: 5
ENG: 19

Stamina: 121/190
Resistance: 13%


10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).

by nette of gs