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Yes I need to get better at combat Rp! And yea I've totally failed to put even a scratch on my opponent...

Taking a break from his long day in school, Alex walked to his favorite corner in the school, taking the route he thought he always took day after day, he was the person you'd least expect to get lost, but the sun kissed student was so lost in thought he took a wrong corner and walked directly into a corridor which he had never been in, but he was to lost to even notice, he noticed he was going near a door and he extended his left hand and pushed the door open. ' Ah... Sweet Serenity..' He thought as his hand pushed on the door and he closed his eyes, he took a step into the room and as he opened his eyes he looked at the room that seemed to stretch for miles with out end. " What the hell is this place, I've never been here..." He muttered as he turned to exit the room, but the door wasn't there anymore.

He quickly toward a strange feeling emitting from the center of the room, a hole had opened seemingly like a rift in the fabric of time and space, from the center of the hole a platform appeared out of nowhere, which what seemed to be crates. " What the hell?" He questioned himself as his body moved seemingly on it's own, being overpowered by his instincts. " I've heard about body over mind.. but this is crazy." He said as his urge grew. The student began running toward the platform as a four foot long handle with a six inch long blade was formed on his hand, out of thin air. He ran until he was a few yards away from the platform, he switched the position of the guan dao, from the blade pointing to the front, to be pointing to the back, with the handle of the weapon on the floor as if he was doing a height jump in the Olympics. The teenager was boosted up toward the edge of the platform with his heels about to be in thin air.

He took a step to the front before sighing a bit i relief. ' I got this far... I might as well break those thing...' He thought as he turned his weapon back to it's normal position. He took a step toward the crates before he slashed to the side as a bit of warm up. He took another step placing the crates with in his stabbing distance, the dark skinned student slid the blade handle to the point that a single pull of the blade would make him let go of it and he then stabbed one of the crates point black making it shatter with what ever was inside. He sighed as he pulled his weapon upward, slashing another crate, making it fly and land on top of another one. He slid the weapon downward, making the weapon 2,6 counting the blade, meaning that the handle was two feet in front of Alex, he took a few steps to the front and in one fluid round movement he slashed both crates in half. He took in a deep breath and placed the weapon on the floor. " Well... I might as well figure out what the hell I'm doing here..." he muttered as he looked around.

Your avatar suddenly drops dead from his head exploding. Lying on the ground headless, you ponder many things. Why did I think the boxes appeared from a portal, when it was obviously a mechanical lift? Why did I feel the need to jump onto a nonexistent platform? Why does everyone thing the irresistible urge to attack is some form of mind control? Why did I god mod just because the boxes seem like inanimate objects? And how am I thinking despite having no head? As that last thought goes through your mind, you open your eyes, finding yourself back where you started, and the door closing behind you.

Suddenly, you find yourself completely shredded, your parts spread all over the room as you are oddly still aware of yourself, and able to see it all happening. As you are trapped in this state, you realize that the reason for your death must have been your god mod. Perhaps you should not have auto hit the boxes after all? As you realize this, you once more find yourself fully intact, standing before the door as it closes behind you.

Go ahead and make a post based on the scenario I put forth for Akura. You'll be in a different room than him though.

[ Kaze joins in the fun~]

"What a hassle.." A man in a pink cape and black fancy attire said as he walked down a hallway to his office. It was a regular hallway with black and white checker tiles, with white walls. He wore dress shoes with seemed to clack on the newly polished floors. 'Today was annoying... I just want to get to my office and drink me some booze..' He thought as he crossed his arms on his way down to his office which lied at the end of the hall. The man's brown hair swung from left to right behind his back.

Upon reaching his office door, it was two black automatic sliding doors, the man sighed once again. "Booze here I come!" He said, opening the sliding door via a secret key code on a small pad on the wall next to the sliding doors.

The doors quickly opened up, and the man walked in. They closed behind him. "Something... Is off." He said to himself as he noticed this was not his office. He was in a massive room with spotless white tiles and walls. Someone had to be playing a trick on him. The man quickly turned on his heel, to face the sliding door. "What the--!?" He said in astonishment. The doors.. THE DOORS.. "THEY'RE GONE!" He shouted, his voice even seemed to echo throughout the massive room to no end. Something was wrong. The man turned around, only to see a set of wooden boxes. Immediately, his eyes had sunken in and his heartbeat became louder. Ba-dump. Ba-dump. A beat of sweat came down his face in vast amounts. Ba-dump. Ba-dump. 'No... THE BOXES! THE BOXES!' He thought to himself in panic, his movements seemed to be frozen.

The man stood there for a moment. He didn't make a movement besides his heart beating and his own breathing. This was wrong. How could this happen? They were back. THE BOXES. Had they not been destroyed ever so long ago? It was painful to recall the very memories which flushed into the man's head. THE BOXES. The deadly destroyers. THE BOXES. They had taken down many close friends of this man. Of course, THE BOXES, were very traumatic. But, soon the feeling of revenge came flooding into the man's very core. THE BOXES killed his friends. THE BOXES were killers. Many people would overlook it, but, THE BOXES are the most terrifying things to get into a battle with. But.. Why did they return? .... That was an excellent question which would, maybe, never be explained. Either way, the man needed to stay calm at this point in time. THE BOXES, could destroy him in any moment. 'I am Shunsui... And I will avenge my friends..!' The man thought to himself as he had his back pressed up against the wall where the sliding doors once were.

Kage: One weapon. Even if it's a special dual wield weapon, it doesn't count. You can only have one.

One of the most important things to do when bringing out a custom weapon in battle, is to describe it. All you said was chakram, which I believe is a circular blade. So, that's all anyone would see. I believe Axel's chakrams were red, with spikes all over them? When adding something to your post that isn't so obvious that the reader will envision it themselves, you must describe it at least briefly.

So, redo your post, but with more description.

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Kaze:

As you recall your horrific past experiences, and oddly enough, a midget, the room only seems to become more vast. Despite it's already seemingly stretching into infinity, you can feel it suddenly expanding outwards, the wall behind you suddenly gone, as you find yourself standing in the middle of a white void, accompanied only by the stack of boxes. The boxes, those nightmarish things, only seem to mock your fear, sitting there, doing nothing. You could swear they were staring at you, laughing at you, mocking your pain. Finally, it becomes too much, and you find that you must attack. Your vengeance can wait no longer.

{ To anyone that may be confused: Before joining Gaia, I used to use these boxes constantly. Mostly against Kaze's friends. His old character seems to have wandered into the scene, and thus, this is going to be fun. }

Akura:

As you complete your attack, the boxes are sent flying, tumbling across the floor and scattered around the room before you. Seconds after they stop rolling however, they all seem to begin to vibrate, and moving as one, lift themselves into the air. Once in the air, they begin to float about the room slowly, moving in completely random directions, with no distinguishable pattern. Every so often, they stop moving, vibrate for a few seconds, and then move again in a different direction.