The School of Fighting (Accepting/Open Walk-In Rp)

[chaos897]

A d r i a n • A m o r e

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The 3 males that were beating up on poor Adrian suddenly turned their attention to a student that was wearing a mask. "What the hell? Cosplay?" said the male student. He watched as the student towards them only to fall on a tiny rock that was in the alleyway. Adrian looked weakly at the student that had come to the rescue. It looks it was all over for him thought Adrian as he closed his eyes. Just then the male student got up again and charge again using the wall to push himself higher into the air going after one of the male student that was holding the Adrian.

The male student that was beating up Adrian suddenly turned around and jump on the wall of the building as well. He jumped and retracted his fist and then shoot his fist forward towards his stomach hoping it connects. "Shaddup you wannabe loser" said the male.

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[daywalker926]

Jake "El Muerte" Duvalk
"I'LL WIN DAMMIT EVEN IF I HAVE TO PUMMEL GOD HIMSELF!"

"WHO YA CALLIN' A LOS- Focus." Jake muttered as the punch was swung. With a smirk he dipped to the side before latching onto the arm with his own arms. Welp so far so good. He could see some students looking into the alleyway in curiosity of the sight. "Like testing out new techniques? Looks like we have something in common. FAJITA BUSTER!" With that Jake maneuvered behind the other student and attempted to slam his knees into the student's back. Hopefully the force of the impact as well as gravity would send the kid slamming down onto the ground. "I'm gonna be king ya hear me! And Ain't Nothing gonna stop me!" It was a bold statement... and a collective groan was heard from the growing audience as they pieced together who was behind the mask.

[chaos897]

A d r i a n • A m o r e

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The male student was caught by surprised. How could manuever himself in the air so fast. His arm was caught and the next minute he knew the masked man was behind him. He felt too knees strike his back and sent him plummetting down to the ground face first. "Gahh!!" said the male student. The other two student ran over to their friend and they pulled him. The three of them took a conscious and decided that it would be best to leave. And that is what they did. "Adrian if you think this is going to keep us away from you think again. We will be back for you" they said and the three ran off.

Adrian look slowly got up from his spot and looked to the three male student that were bullying him. For now he was safe but since those three are here, he would not have a peaceful day. He turned to the masked man. "Thank you for your assistance" said Adrian.

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[chaos897]

Z A N E // G R A Y S T O N E

With ▰ No one
Location ▰ Rooftop of the school

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Zane white hair locks blew in the wind as he looked down from the rooftop at the group that was there. Zane had watched the masked man enter the scene. No doubt that it was Jack. That man kept challenging him all the time. Often times Zane rejected his challenge but when he does accept his challenge, Zane would win every time. It seems that during the summer break he learn a couple of new moves and possibly may have study some sort of style which was good for him. He may be able to put up a challenge to him but the result will still the stay same.

Besides he doesn't know why he was helping that boy out. Does Jake know the first rule of this high school and this is the only the strongest will survive. Even though he may have fend of those people for now, they will come back to him and he can't always be there to protect him. He sighed. This was boring but it appears this is the only fight that got out this morning though. He wonder if there were any other fights.



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[Euphoria-Cyran]

Location ===== Gymnasium > Courtyard
Company ===== No One

"Kote! Her katana sword swung down, just a few bare inches from her opponent's hand. The small sliver of blood dripped down from it before they evaded backwards, giving the two fighters space. Her eyes narrowed as her opponent took a moment to recover before quickly lashing out again, hurling their scythe and chain towards her. She quickly deflected the scythe away with her blade; the clang of metal rang in the air like a bell sounding its toll. And soon, she dashed back towards her opponent, her blade close by and ready to strike again. "Men!' A strike to the top of the head quickly blocked by her opponent's armguard. "Kote!" A strike at her opponent's wrist where their armguard blocked them was soon evaded by a mere duck. "Men!"

"Give me a break!" Before she could connect her attack, a sharp punch was delivered to her gut, knocking her back and out of the way enough for them to take a mere graze on the shoulder instead of a full attack. Her opponent took a moment to catch their breath before readying their weapon again. Their eyes narrowed at her as they grit their teeth in frustration. "You're going for the same three points over and over again. You'll have to do better than that to beat me!" Once again, they lashed their weapon at her, swinging it with grace and precision to slice at the black-haired girl. Her eyes narrowed before she quickly stepped aside, blocking and deflecting the scythe as she searched for an opening. The range difference put her at a disadvantage, but she knew that wouldn't stop her from winning this match. But her eyes quickly shot over as she noticed the scythe wrap its chain around her sword, threatening to pull it out of her reach. She gripped her sword tight, trying to pull it away from the scythe and chain-user and keep her weapon in-tact. They smirked at her, pulling harder in order to break the stalemate. "Come on, River Bird! That scared to lose your sword?"

Her eyes narrowed in response, and almost in response to their taunt, she let go of her sword, letting it hurl itself towards her opponent at a great and unpredictable speed. A gasp of surprise escaped from them, quickly causing them to step out of the way and make sure the sword was far from her reach. They smirked in satisfaction, turning back to their opponent. But the distance was already closed, and she was right there in the middle of it. A yelp escaped from them as they quickly tried to fall back. But their own weapon was what kept them in place, for the girl was gripping onto the chain and pulling them forward to keep them from escaping. "Tsuki!" From her belt, she kept her fall-back weapon, her wakizashi, and soon it was drawn to full view, gliding itself to her opponent's throat. But in an abrupt movement, she restrained herself, keeping the blade pressed against their neck, but not bringing it any further. Her brown eyes narrowed at her opponent, looking at their fear and anxiety in their eyes. That was all she needed to see, and thus, she released her opponent, pulling the scythe and chain from them and gripping onto it. "Interesting weapon... You lost from your lack of control over it. She walked back to them and handed them their scythe before turning around and grabbing her sword, sheathing it before collecting her items, particularly her shinai swords. "Have a good day."

"Hey wait! You better not-"

"I won't tell anyone. Just buy me food later, and I'll keep my promise." She looked over her shoulder, the seriousness in her eyes telling her opponent that she wasn't joking. And soon, she turned back around and proceeded into the courtyard, wiping the bit of sweat and blood that stained her skin. A fight like that during the first day of the new year... Already things would be quite interesting. She let out a sigh and reached into her bag, pulling out her PDA and began punching in a few commands. "Torikawa Hiyori... Day one. Year two. Career total: 26 wins - 0 losses..."

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Kiyomi☆Crossxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◀◀


Location: In the cafeteria
With: Nobody
Thinking: "....."

Kiyomi was tired today, more tired than usual. She had to spend most of her morning avoiding the roaming gang of girls who patrolled the halls of GD looking fora fight, and spent the rest of the day avoiding teachers as usual. Kiyomi wasn't the fighting type, but being kicked out of several other schools in the surrounding area, there was no place else to go but here. She sighed softly, finally able to catch er breath as she took out her music player and shoved the tiny buds in her ears, before burying her head in her arms and pretended for a while that she didn't exist.

Kiyomi wasn't a 'bad kid' per say... she just hung with a rough crowd... or a rough crowd always seemed to find her. It was always start out the same way. She would go to a new school... within weeks some bad apples would start to hang around her. They would make her feel welcome, like part of the group, then s**t would hit the fan. She would end up in detention 9 out of 10 times for stuff she didn't even do. All because she was in the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong group of people. This time was bound to be different... hopefully.

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[chaos897]

A d r i a n • A m o r e

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Adrian had went to the bathroom after that whole ordeal took place. He looked himself in the mirror. He saw that he had bruises on his face and blood spewing from his lips. He can now see that his cheek were getting swollen now. Taking some paper towel from the bathroom he dipped it in cold water and gently touch the bruised area. It stung but he must endure it.

This school was going to be tougher than he thought especially when some of his classmates that use to pick on him in middle school are now here attending the school. And worst of all fighting is legal here. The school does not condone it at all. That means anyone can get away with beating someone up. The faculty would be able to turn a blind eye to that incident as long as they do not kill anyone in the school.

After finally cleaning himself up, it was time that to go to the classroom. This was his first year here but he had to survive this ordeal somehow. Wasn't there a disciplinary committee here? Or someone that would raise up for the weak? There was no one here is there? Adrian shamefully walked to his classroom and and sat down in the chair and ready for class to start. He just needs to focus on passing. As long as he does that then he will be fine.

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[chaos897]

Z A N E // G R A Y S T O N E

With ▰ Hiyori
Location ▰ Outside the courtyard

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After the morning events were over, Zane found himself walking through the grounds of the school campus. He was a 4th year, a senior so he didn't have many classes to fulfill and plus he has already completed most of his classes and even took extra credit during his previous three years at the school. He was naturally smart and so all of workload of school was child's play.

As he was walking he heard the clinging of steel. Curious he walked over to where the commotion was taking place and there he witness a weapon fight going on between a women and an opponent. One was using a sycthe with a chain and the other was using a katana. Zane became intrigued with the fight and so he stopped and watched. The battle was very intense. The fact that they were using real weapons to fight was dangerous. The weapons may in fact kill another person if used accidently. But the way these two were using the weapons, they look like they were pros.

Zane observed as the girl's opponent had used his chain to wrapped the blade of her katana and her opponent was yanking the chain trying to force the girl to let go of her grib of her sword. She held on for a moment until finally she decided to go but that was all within the girl's calculation for she wanted her sword to be released from her grasp so that it can come flying towards her opponent really fast. But the opponent just merely step out of the way. They were surprised but at least they were glad that the blade was no longer in her grasp.

But their relief soon ended for the girl had quickly close the gap between them as she drew out another blade from her belt and pointed that blade at her opponent's neck. The battle was over and the girl has won. This fight intrigue Zane especially that women. Zane walked away from the courtyard and he waited for the girl to come out.

Once she came out of the courtyard and pulled our her PDA to type something in. Zane charged in towards her and attempt to deliver a front side-kick to her back. Zane wanted to test her to see how she will respond.

Euphoria-Cyran

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[Beloved119]

**Fiora Mikarue**

Location---Hallway/ Above the Courtyard
With----No one

Fiora walks through the hall in search of her locker. This was her first year attending the Golden Dragon High school, but It wasn’t her first high school experience. Walking through the hallway filled with tough looking men and women was quite terrifying. However, Fiora tried to stay positive and ignored the harsh looks they gave her. “Hmm… my locker should be around here somewhere…” she said while looking at a school map. The hallway looked like no one had cleaned it in years; busted tiles, smashed in locker, and broken windows. Lights flick in and out as she moves through the hallway. Whispers can be heard from other classmates, and giggles echo through the hallway.

Suddenly a male student loomed in front of Fiora, and his gang members were all of a couple of feet behind. “Hello…doll face.” He breathed in her face. Out of instinct, Fiora takes her pointer fingers and slams them right above the jam line, below his ears, on each side of the face. The male student groaned and placed both his hands on his face. He back away from her and yelled, “Whatda…do..tu..m fac!?” Fiora look worried, and concerned. “I am sorry I didn’t mean to numb your face! I can fix it.” She tried to move closer to him, but he began to swing punches at her. She jumped back from his punches. “Get heeerrr!” He yelled at his friends. Fiora took off running down the hall, and heard footsteps following close behind her.

Fiora rushed down the hallway dodging other classmates. “Hey! Don’t I get a break!? Y’know, first student welcome treatment?” The angry gang members followed behind her. Suddenly, Fiora noticed a long wire that seem to go across the courtyard, to the other side of the school building. “Perfect!” Fiora then jumps out the shattered window, and grabs on to the wire. She then quickly swings herself up, so that her feet land on the wire. She steady's her balance on the wire, and looks back at the window that she flew out of. The gang members look at Fiora and give her the warning, “Next time we see you. Your Dead!” They left the scene in a rush. “Well, that was fun…”, Fiora sighs. While She begins to walk on the wire to the other side with ease, she overlooks the courtyard full of people. Some are fighting while others cheer for a victor. “Where am I?” She asks herself.

[Euphoria-Cyran]

Location ===== Courtyard
Company ===== Zane Graystone

"Fifteen weapons class users in second year... Exclude two. Thirteen more opponents for the term." Hiyori's voice recorded itself onto her PDA, detailing her events and her goals for the school term. It was something that she had developed during the start of her first year after she had taken her first win against the 'novice' ones of her class. Many at the academy were highly intelligent, most coming from wealth houses that could afford the education. Others came from just natural knowledge, as if they were born with the abilities to learn faster than light. Hiyori, however, never learned in that type of way. Traditional education until now wasn't valuable to her. All she needed to do was watch and learn, and that's how she functioned. Perhaps it wasn't the best trait to possess, but it seemed to work. After recording her first win and documenting the steps it took to succeed, she began to learn of people's weaknesses, finding similar weapons and tactics and ultimately unraveling them with each fight and each recording. That's all she needed to learn. Not to fight, not to dodge, or evade, or anything. All she needed to learn was how to kill them before they killed her.

And almost as if a coincidence as the thought crossed her mind, Hiyori's instincts got to kick-in. She deactivated her PDA, staring through the reflective black screen to what was approaching behind her. A taller male and definitely one ready for a fight. Hiyori just barely had time to react as he shot for a kick to her back, but she quickly blocked his attack by pushing her fist down onto her katana sword, pushing it upwards just enough to block the man's kick. Her movements were fast in response afterwards. Her hand gripped tight onto his leg, pulling him forward as she curled herself in towards him. Her hand ran over her torso, sliding her PDA into her pocket and reaching for her wakizashi. Her hair spun around her, blocking her blood-thirsty gaze before bringing her blade down to slice at the man's throat with her blade.

However, her stop was abrupt, a single inch from his neck before she listened into the conversations around them. Murmurs and gossip mixed into the air, but there was one particular phrase that caught her attention, her eyes narrowing at the man that attempted to attack her. "Oh my god. Zane's challenging Hiyori! This is going to be good!" The girl scoffed in response to it. Only a fool would try to pick a fight with a legend like him. She would have the upper hand at the beginning of their fight, perhaps. But once she was disarmed, she wouldn't stand a chance in hand-to-hand combat. At least, not compared to someone as well-seasoned at Zane. But even if the two were to fight, Hiyori never viewed it to be ethical to fight someone without a weapon. She could disarm them and claim victory, but never go toe-to-toe with one without a weapon to begin with, regardless of how skillful they may be. As the resolve crossed her mind and noted itself, she pushed the boy away, letting go of Zane's leg in the process before sheathing her wakizashi again and turning her back to him. Again, the gossip continued to circulate in the air. "What? Why'd she turn away from him? She's leaving herself wide open!"

Hiyori merely shook her head in response, readjusting her swords and fixing her hair. "I do not fight unless I have a formal challenge." She turned towards Zane, brown eyes narrowing into a cold gaze before she turned back around. "And you, Zane, are not a challenge I much care for." There was a chorus of noises at Hiyori's sharp remark to the iconic fighter. She was going to walk away from the challenge and ultimately reject him? It seemed uncalled for, and it almost made Hiyori seem like a coward. But she didn't mind. She wouldn't fight him. Not yet, at least. She'd rather have her own honor, especially when it was so easy to become an animal of the hunt.

Aureus_Vanguard

[chaos897]

Z A N E // G R A Y S T O N E

With ▰ Hiyori
Location ▰ Outside the courtyard

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Zane had some sort of idea of what kind of situation he was going to be in if he try to provoke her unexpectedly. Individuals that use a weapon more specifically a bladed weapon are more than likely to kill when they feel they are threatened and their life is on the line. And if one were to look back in history at the countless individuals who use swords, and knifes they were more than ready to use those weapon to take away a life.

Zane had multiple run in with individuals who use weapon and Zane had to adjust his fighting style to when he fights them. Although it was true, individuals who use their bare hands against a weapon wielder is at a disadvantage and he knows that better than anyone but that does not stop him from challenging them especially a bladed specialist.

Zane's foot was caught by the female. It seem that the black screen of her PDA tipped her off about his attack. His foot was caught but Zane made no change to his facial expression. Instead he allowed the women to pull him towards him and he waited for the women to pull out her wakizashi and slice his throat. But Zane's hand immediately shot out from his side and grabbed her wrist before it came into contact with his neck though she also had stopped her attack when someone shouted his name. If she did not stop, the blade would have nicked his throat. But to show that he was able to prevent the blade from progressing any further towards his neck was a feat in itself.

She let go of her leg and pronounce that she has no interest in fighting him and that she will only take formal challenge. Zane just watch her as she began to walk away from him. "That was a test it was never a challenge. I see that there are going to many strong individuals here when I leave this place. And ultimately someone will take my place when I leave" he said. "Can I have your name?" asked Zane.

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[daywalker926]

Jake "El Muerte" Duvalk
"I'LL WIN DAMMIT EVEN IF I HAVE TO PUMMEL GOD HIMSELF!"

"Tch... look well kid! Remember this mask! For this will be the year I TAKE OVER AS KING! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! HYAAA! EVEN ZANE DOESN'T STAN- eh?" Jake peaked over his shoulder to see Adrian was gone. "Dammit." Jake groaned a bit in annoyance but he did... have an odd feeling. The feeling of saving someone was... pretty good. Even if that initial fight was mostly for his own personal gain in showing off his newfound prowess. "During my training... I looked up to the legendary Luchador El Santo. He was a fighter for the people and stood up for the common man." He took off his mask for a moment to stare at it. "Well then... I'LL CARRY THAT PROMISE HERE! Sure I still want to be king but I'LL DO IT WITH THE POWER OF HEROICS! Anytime I see a group of bullies pouncing on a weak person... i'll jump in. " With that he slid his mask on and tied it tight with the intent of keeping it on throughout the school day. "Now... to see what my challenges are this year." With that he walked down to the courtyard to see the fight between Zane and a 2nd year girl. "Woah... Wait she uses weapons? Lame... Only weaklings rely on those!" He growled clenching his fist as a student behind him sighed.
"Didn't you try to use nunchucks last year?"
"... Have you beaten up any weak freshmen?"
"D'uh of course... First Year Trea- EGAAAH!" The student gasped as Jake tossed him to a nearby wall.

"Now then... eh? She's walking away?" Jake muttered but smirked scratching his chin. "How embarrassing for the so called 'king'."

[Euphoria-Cyran]

Location ===== Courtyard
Company ===== Zane Graystone, Jake Duvalk

"My name isn't something I like to give out. Especially if you think that you'd be able to recruit me to 'take your place." Once again, people began to murmur and gossip at the girl's sharp remarks. This merely caused a feeling of exasperation to go over her, causing a sigh to escape from her before she turned back to Zane. Instead of putting her hands on her hips, as most frustrated girls would, she decided to put her hand on her sword, more as a defensive mechanism than the threat that she came off as. Unfortunately, it did very letting to set that apart, causing a bit more of a commotion to come from the students around her.

"Even if you aren't though, those who use weapons at this school are less regarded as students by many others here." A particular comment from before caused her eyes to wander and fixate themselves on the owner of it. He was a much taller male, older as well. Strange sideburns and a dumb expression on his face. Her eyes narrowed at him as she gestured her head to him before looking back to Zane. "It's people like him that cause us to be viewed as inferior here. As if we cannot fight or hold our own." Hiyori gripped onto the hilt of her sword, drawing it from its sheath and holding it out for the silver-haired male to marvel at it. "A blade is more precise than any fist strike. More graceful. And more lethal." Again, she redirected her attention to the snarky male in the crowd, her sword shining and pointing itself towards the crowd. "Only those who are strong enough can wield this, both mentally and physically. Fools are the ones who think that anyone can wield or fight against a swordsman. Fools like you."

Hiyori's speech soon came to an end, and her sword was placed back into its sheath. She fixed her hair once more before letting out a sigh and turning back towards Zane. Though still lacking proper care for him, she at least had the decency to bow to him, a typical sign of respect in her culture. "Perhaps another time, we will talk. Without people begging for a bloodbath or people giving stupid remarks on the sidelines."

Aureus_Vanguard

daywalk926

[chaos897]

Z A N E // G R A Y S T O N E

With ▰ Hiyori
Location ▰ Outside the courtyard

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Zane crossed his hands across his chest and stood there as he watch the female give him a speech. Zane would have said something but with the amount of people here and the way the tension was it advice to not do such a thing. He looked back to her as she drew her blade and declaring her proclaimination that anyone can pick a weapon and use it but not everyone knows how to use it the right. Zane knew this as well. Fist fighting though it may be able its only something that is available to human as birth. Humans that are able to make a weapon an extension of their body are ones that should be very highly respected.

Zane did not say anything. He just watch her as she said her speech. His eyes admiring her determination and resolve. He was not recruiting anyone to take his place. His position was always going to be there. And to attain the throne that he sits on, one must be able be the first person to be on the top. However, the task of attaining the throne of the King does not end there. They must continually fight to preserve that the place and not only that it comes with a lot of burden.

Zane watched her as she began to walk away. "Miss Swordsman-dono" said Zane. "I acknowledge your dedication and resolve to the way of the sword and I highly respect that you do not let anyone tell you otherwise" said Zane as he bow to the swordswomen. Zane then stood upright. "And I would love to talk to you when we are not face with so much company and perhaps I would be worthy of receiving your name" said Zane.

With that Zane then turned the opposite direction as he placed his hands in his pocket and allow the wind to ruffle his sliver hair. Though he found someone exceptionally strong, Zane already knew that she will not be the sucessor that he was seeking. He would need to find his sucessor for darkness will be approaching the school very soon and he need someone to protect the school while he was gone.

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[chaos897]

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