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 Posted: Thu May 21, 2020 2:55 pm
Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct Eитєя Aт Yσυя Oωи Rιѕк ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════▨✥▨═══════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct, or just "Đαrklíght." is a place known for its hostility and illegal activities in Vale. It is located in the heart of the southern slums. Located at the southern edge of the commercial district, which are home to the poorest refugees. The primary attraction to this area is the Ţhє Đαrklíght Ḁrєnα. Vale tried to shut the arena down a long time ago, but it always sprung back up in a new place, with more fighters, and harder to find. Eventually it was decided that the arena allowed the disenfranchised a way to let out their pent up anger and give them a much needed reprieve from the grimm threat. The cops don't even go near it now, due to the danger, but instead warn those heading into the area to be safe. This sector of the city is also home to many bustling businesses though due to the high population and low wages. It is also believed that The Crimson Fang has a strong hold, here. ╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════▨✥▨═══════════════════════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 4:55 pm
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x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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Fang leaned against a wall with armed crossed. A menacing scowl on his face. The people in this area were all hardened by years of poverty, crime, and physical labor. A man was being brutally beaten to the death by a mob in a nearby alleyway. Fang could hear the screams as the dark shadows kicked him over and over. Unlike other areas in Vale nobody seemed to care or even stop to take a second glance. Fang usually would do something about it, not that he was a the hero type, but he just hated seeing people suffering for no reason. But in these parts that person more than likely had stolen something. It was easy to justify his inaction, besides, he didn't want to risk getting involved with the people of these parts. Unsavory characters owned this place.
Fang's muscles were taut. His narrowed eyes shifted from left to right in a slow and controlled manner. His golden eyes seemed to glow in the dark. His dark skin almost reflected the light from the hold armor he wore which drew many greedy eyes. Fortunately he was tall and knew how to look scary. People gave him a wide berth. "This place is more pitiful than I imagined..." He would mumble toh imself.
He was awaiting his pink haired human and faunus companions. Soon they would be entering the fight ring to try and score some extra coin. "They should be here by now." He said as the gang that was beating the man in the alley dispersed. He sneaked a peak and what he saw was nothing more than a barely living piece of flesh. The man may yet survive if someone helped him. "If Frea was here he might live... Too bad."
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 8:42 am
  
It has been a while since hermesh was in the city of Vale, let alone those streets, he was used to being outside of populated areas like the forest that was his home for so long, but the boss wanted him here so he agreed. Even though he was a faunus, nobody could tell what kind just by looking at him, to others he could seem like a freak wearing armor only on one side while the other is completely open to attacks, he knew once he showed the rest his faunus abilities, everyone would run and know the fearsome hellspawn standing infront of them, just what he likes.
Hermesh continued to walk through the streets while his scythe rested on his shoulder until he notices a man on the ground, beaten and barely alive, Hermesh looked down at the almost lifeless body "let me do us both a favour" Hermesh said with a cold tone as he cutted the body right down the middle, Hermesh smiled and chuckled a bit "I putted you out of your missury and in return you gave me a wonderful rush... Thank you" Hermesh now had a big smile on his face his crimson red eye glew around his grey "armor" around his face
tab ❞. tab 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: # 0 0 1 posts made
tab ❞. tab 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: darklight's fight ring
tab ❞. tab 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬: by himself... For now
tab ❞. tab 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: https://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=25437264
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2020 10:02 am
 ❛ fíα pєrsєfσní ❜
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I'm feeling Tired but excited || I'm speaking to Fang-darling || Where am I? Illegal fighting ring. || Post count 40?
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It might have been the third time Fia went around looking for Sheepy, sure she said she wasn't going to be held responsible for the faunus not finding her way to their meeting spot, but she didn't want Fang upset over her loss the same as he was with the other one. The snarky kitten they housed for sometime. The woman spotted the man and headed over to him, and crossed her arms across her chest, trying to prepare for the right words to use when she would inform him of her- even for him asking if she wanted to check again. But how many times would she run around the market looking for a lost faunus?
"I couldn't find Sheepy." she'd state, despite all that thought, it would seem like her intuition got the best of her and a short sign of her shortness of breath weighing her words. "I waited for her and even looked around." she added, resting her head on his shoulder. The woman, even though didn't necessarily expect affection or even attention from most, when it came to Fang, she seemed to be quite a different person- especially when she believed nobody was watching.
The woman pulled her chin away, looking up at the man when his attention seemed to be drawn by something around the corner. She glanced over and noticed the man, lifeless almost before her eyes caught on to the faunus that killed him. It seemed like this fight could get really messy if they weren't careful. "That's the way of life Fang, the weak get trampled." she'd say, patting his shoulder. "Let's go." she'd say, surely enough another death of some poor stranger wouldn't affect her anywhere unlike her companion.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2020 2:48 pm
xx ❶ x POSTS 134 xxxxx ❷ x THEME xxxxx ❸ x HIGH THREAT
x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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_____________________☇ ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰
_______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang bore his pearly white teeth in a bright smile when he saw his rosewater companion. Her pink hair unmistakable in the crowd. Once she was finally within earshot he noticed Frea was not with her. His expression turned to one of confusion until she elucidated on the situation.
Frea had run off again it seemed. Normally he'd be okay with this, as she was very independent and left on her own missions on occasion, but if she was to try and make it in the darklight district, he would want her protected. She was a decent fighter, but more so she played the role of support and healer. This caused some worry, but he shrugged it off. "Not much we can do, thanks for trying Fia." He would say as his eyes locked onto hers for a moment longer than usual. His golden hues filled with renewed curiosity in his pink haired companion. Why did she always captivate him?
He was a tad troubled by the man in the alley, especially when he heard the final blow being dealt by a scythe. What a strange person, was it truly mercy? Fia saw this and explained it away as if it was nothing, but she was right. It was the way of the world. "You're right, let's go..." He would grab Fia's hand gently and lead the way to another alley on the opposite side of the street. They would travel down a long alley full of food and trinket stands, mostly black market items, and eventually they would duck into what appeared to be a ramen shop. "We will both order the Spicy Special with a side of Artichoke." Fang would say, the man behind the counter would nonchalantly push a button under the counter and a banner would mysteriously roll up to reveal a narrow hall. Beyond it was the Area. "Ready to have some fun?" Fang would say looking back to Fia with a cocky smirk, this was his home away from home, where he used to practically live whenever he visited Vale. The hall would lead to a stairway that widened significantly. They would go down many stairs of flights and a few other corridors until they finally found the main extrance. A large Tori Shrine like gate covered in blood red and dark purple banners. They would enter to find a roaring crowd in what seemed to be an impossibly large space. Well over a thousand people in the crowd with their focus intently on the arena below. It was breathtaking.
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2020 7:06 am
❛ fíα pєrsєfσní ❜
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I'm feeling Excited || I'm speaking to Fang-darling || Where am I? Illegal fighting ring. || Post count 41?
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Fia internalized a sigh when she noticed that he wasn't as worried as she figured he would be, maybe even regretting going out of her way to look for her. Well, she would have her chance at payback, maybe she could saw off one of her horns when she slept or hold some of her herbs as hostage in exchange for something, but what could one exchange for lost energy? That was one thing Fia did care about, effort. She never wanted to do something or be a part of something where her efforts wouldn't be appreciated.
The woman's cheeks did begin to match her hair when she noticed him stare. No doubt she more than liked the man, but sure enough, when ever he reciprocated her emotions, her being forgot how to function. "Is it necessary for you to look at me like that?" she would state, taking her hand up to his cheek and turning it away from herself.
Taking his hand as she managed to talk him out of the scene they just witnessed, she walked with him through the alleys and the markets. The woman would glance down at their hand then at the man standing by her, almost making her want to lean closer and press onto his being as though warding off any wandering eyes, then again, she didn't want unnecessary attention either. Not that it would be a bad thing, getting her hands dirty a little early down her day, but being associated with the people they were, attention in the city even in the most overlooked part of it could result in trouble.
"Imagine actually having to eat that," the woman would mumble at the thought of the order before she looked back at him with a bright grin of her own. "You bet. Don't think I'm holding back on you when the time comes though." she'd state, in all honesty, her being ached for some excitement of this sort. Unlike the other, the woman enjoyed hurting people, sadistic she was, but it was part of her feeling alive, even taking a blow. Facing Fang would sure have her riled up in different ways, but something she was sure looking forward to.
The roaring crowd did get her adrenaline rushing, her heart racing at the thought of getting to fight among a crowd like this. The woman's fingers squeezed his tighter as she stood by him, almost like mimicking her own excitement. "This will be fun.." she stated with a grin.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2020 2:50 pm
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x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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_____________________☇ ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰
_______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang didn't know where to start. For a long moment he just stood there taking it all in. Chaos. Pure Chaos. Criminals of all sorts all living peaceably, except for those in the fighting ring beating each other to near death. To the their left, the south side, was a food section with vendors of all sorts. They sold everything from standard fare to meat on sticks to vegetarian options surprisingly. To their right, the north side was the betting area. Gambling was illegal in most places, but the law didn't touch the Darklight District.
To the East and West were the entrances and other administrative facilities. Beside them happened to be the registration for a fight. A short line of really tough looking men and and skilled women stood their ground firmly as they waited. "Let's register then!" He would say as he got in line. "We'll register for a few fights, we can select each other for our first fight, and we will make that a standard match where you can win by knocking the other person off their feet, and then I'd like to register for a second fight against a stranger where the goal is to pin the other down for three seconds, or knock them out." Fang looked to her for approval. "Alternatively, the matches scale up to only knock out, bone-breaker, and to the death..." His eyes lit up at all of the options, except the death one. It wasn't worth risking one's life against chance in the arena. There was no way out of a fight, and the matches were often not fair due to the random selection of an opponent. They usually did a simple scale to weigh the people in, but the weights almost never were within 10 lbs of each other.
"Actually for my second I may opt for bone breaker or knock out..." He put a finger to his lips as he thought. "What do you think you will sign up for?" He was curious how much aggression Fia had in her. He was happy that the first fight would be between them regardless. After she answered they would soon reach the desk to make the final decision.
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2020 4:06 pm
 "Care about yourself first."⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
Frea looked around the area, trying to locate where she was. According to her instinctive sense of time, it was late and her teammates might have been inside the arena ring already. The extra trip to the buy extra herbs had left her a little later than schedule. When she reached the area the team was supposed to group up, no one was there aside from a rotting corpse. Despite its horrible state, the use-to-be person had just died. It was not her problem though. Without the team leader, she would now have to get in the fighting area on her own. Now, what was the code word and location?
It should be somewhere well-hidden and near the black market area. The corner of her eye spotted people moving into a dark alley, one face looking rather familiar. She moved to follow them, not hiding her movement and as expected, her supposed acquaintance turned back to look. It was smooth sailing after that and she got into the arena with some promise of discount on her potion.
Inside was chaos, the noise deafening. She had never liked the heat and the loudness of it. Sticking to the wall, she enjoyed how the shadow covered her presence and less eyes laid on her. After all, the faunus was not there to fight, rather acting as a support. But for fighting rings and whatnot, the role held no meaning. Anyone stood on the ring all had the chance to pummel themselves to the earth, dead or alive.
On the other hand, others seemed to reveled in it. Well, each person had different motivations.
Violet eyes looked around, finding Fang and Fia in the distant. She moved towards the two, standing out of attention of the crowd while enough to get her teammates'.
"Apologies for being late."
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ MOOD ♠ Serious || OOC ♦ || POST COUNT ♥ 44
OUTFIT ♣ Purple strapless top and matching outter coat. Black pants. Ankle-length purple heels. Leg bangles and hand bangles.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2020 6:02 am
❛ fíα pєrsєfσní ❜
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I'm feeling Excited-annoyed || I'm speaking to Fang-darling and Sheepy || Where am I? Illegal fighting ring. || Post count 42?
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Fia's adrenaline was starting to make her feel jumpy, oh how she wanted to just get in the ring right now but she knew better than to go rogue and listen to her instincts. She looked back at Fang to see if he was as excited as her, he probably was but was he willing to go as far as she was?
Nodding to the man as he suggested registering for the fight, she nodded and stood behind him in line, part of her was disappointed she wouldn't be able to hurt the man more than she intended to, but oh well, she didn't want to drag the massive chunk of meat back to the hotel considering her lack of arm strength. "Sounds good to me." she'd state, smiling back at him before she heard him listing the options. The woman's vile blood seemed to have risen all the way to the top, her eyes even glistening with excitement as the possibilities were listed out. A fight to death, not something she was particularly hoping for with Fang, but just the license to kill someone with no absolute reason? Bring it on!
Unlike Fang, Fia could care less if she was fatally wounded, even with a confidence that surpassed herself when it came to the thought of the match. Sure she didn't imagine going down without a scratch, but she was still looking forward to it none the less. Especially since that was her job before she decided to follow the man. "I might opt for a death match." she would state, her lips almost tugging into a sinister smirk- which only lasted until she heard a familiar voice. - Sheepy was back indeed.
"And here I was, planning on celebrating your demise with a death match." Fia sighed, reverting to her bitter self as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Real nice to know how much you value other people's time and efforts." she'd add, implying how she had to wait for her and even go out looking for her before she finally gave up and headed back to Fang.
The woman would step ahead, maybe even bumping shoulders with a few people to rile them up with how irked she was to begin with, signing her name upon two sheets - one against Fang and another open for anyone who wanted to, before doing the same under the acknowledgment form where she declared that the establishment wasn't responsible for anything wrong that happened. Once she did, she stepped aside, dropping the pen back on the desk, stepping back with her arms crossed across her chest, non-verbally- issuing a challenge to anyone who anyone who she might have irked enough to do so.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2020 1:43 pm
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x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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_____________________☇ ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰
_______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang went wide-eyed when Fia said she might sign up for a death-match. As much as he enjoyed fighting in the real world, he didn't revel in the idea of a death-match for no good reason. Far more wealth could be gained in risking one's life outside of a ring. "You're crazy..." He''d say rolling his golden eyes ans crossing his arm. That is when he noticed Frea.
"FREA!!!" He shouted with surprise. Surely drawing many eyes of those around him. He'd take two large steps over to her and pull her into a huge bear hug. Lifting her up a bit. "We waited for a bit, but I knew you'd make it! We were just signing up!" Speaking of which, Fang took his place next after Fia and signed up for his first match against Fia, and then a random opponent. A vision of the man dying in the alley flashed before his eyes. There were certainly nasty people in this area. He jotted down that he wanted it to be a knock out, or Bone-Breaker match. The idea of having a bone broken sucked, but it was a fun way to end a match.
Fang would turn back to his group after signing up. They would move off to the side where they were not in anyone's way. Though Fia seemed to hold her ground and shoot challenging eyes to all who looked at her, in fact, Fang noticed that dozens of eyes looked towards their group. Maybe it was because they were new? Or maybe it was because most of the fighters were in this area, and most of them were men. Their eyes drawn to the beauty of Fia and Frea. This made Fang's eyes narrow with sharp lethality. If anyone came near them he'd be on guard. "Let's Go take a spot in the stands, somewhere a bit more quiet and await our fight call." He would meet the eyes of one random stranger and spit. "Frea, we are both going to do two fights, hope you got enough herbs!" Fang smiled. His teeth bright and perfectly alligned. "That is, if Fia makes it that far." He said jabbing Fia with his elbow. Joking that she might not survive the match with him.
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2020 10:47 pm
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Frea arrived at the scene in time to hear the two talking about death matches. Her brow twitched, a bit uncomfortable at the thought of it, despite not participating as a fighter. She supposed many might feel a rush of adrenaline of being near death door. Not her preference though.
Despite her trying to blend in with the shadows, Fang's shout brought unsavory attention, which she had no time to mind before being lifted up in a hug. Her feet dangled above the ground, the weightless feeling stayed for a bit before she was back on the ground. "Thank you for the warm greeting."
The faunus had become rather used to the human female's poison tongue. "I appreciate the thought." Frea could grasp the main point of the taunt and the meaning behind it, but she would not address that teeny positive idea inside lest more biting tone edging her way.
"Enough as long as you don't lose anything and whatnot out there. I can't regrow limps." She rummaged through her bag, stuffed with the usual herbs in addition with the more expensive ones. Investment for this occasion for the future rewards.⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ MOOD ♠ Serious || OOC ♦ || POST COUNT ♥ 46
OUTFIT ♣ Purple strapless top and matching outter coat. Black pants. Ankle-length purple heels. Leg bangles and hand bangles.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2020 6:04 am
❛ fíα pєrsєfσní ❜
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I'm feeling Excited-annoyed || I'm speaking to Fang-darling and Sheepy || Where am I? Illegal fighting ring. || Post count 43?
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"I am crazy for some action." she would state to his remark, ticking the other two options as well, in case someone didn't want to have the humiliation of being killed by a woman or vice versa. Back when she was younger, she recalled how a lot of people disliked the thought of being overpowered by a woman, even killing them was like a cowards act- especially with the facilities having one around provided. The thought might have made her shudder back then but it didn't make her budge one bit now, simply did fuel her desire to stick her dagger through one of their necks.
Fia rolled her pale hues to her partner's display of affection towards the faunus, clicking her tongue as she turned her attention away from the two-especially the woman to cast a gaze at their surroundings. It started to dawn on her the position she was in, maybe letting her emotions get the best of her and choosing a death match wouldn't have been the best idea considering her being probably the only woman besides her sheep companion - let alone the only one with a snarky tongue and ego probably bigger than her hair. But, the woman wasn't going to let that stop her. If she died she died, the voices would stop or simply devour her, neither of which sounded as pleasant.
Her brief dive into the darkness in her mind was halted when she felt Fang jab her with his elbow, glancing back at him almost like seeing a reason to survive such a match if she did, live even. The same reason that kept her around him all this long which made her flush and look away. "You'll probably use up all her herbs when I'm done with you." she'd state, leaning over on the wall as she crossed her arms across her chest and watched an ongoing match.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2020 11:38 pm
Hermesh continued his walk in the district, looking around searching for anything to do, why was he even sent here? There is no reason for him to be here he thought to himself but then he came across what seems to be a fighting ring, good atleast now he can have some action.
After a bit of watching from the side Hermesh got excited and decided to participate as well, not like he had anything better to do for now and he was looking for a good fight ever since he burned down that village. In the ring there were some fighters who proved a bit of a challange but most of them were an easy victory for him, Hermesh laughed "is that all you people got? Come on! I'm sure there is someone here that can prove to be a worthy opponent, thats just pathetic!"
tab ❞. tab 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: # 0 0 2 posts made
tab ❞. tab 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: darklight's fight ring
tab ❞. tab 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗬: by himself... For now
tab ❞. tab 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: https://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=25437264
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2020 3:33 pm
xx ❶ x POSTS 138 xxxxx ❷ x THEME xxxxx ❸ x HIGH THREAT
x➸ ➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g )
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_____________________☇ ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰
_______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang was overjoyed having the troop back together again. The three of them made a good team. He ran a hand through his dark hair in an attempt to clear his sight only to have it fall back down in his usual messy style. He could hardly keep still with excitement. "I'm seriously glad you made it Frea, I'm sure we will incur some minor injuries, but hope not to lose anything permanently." He''d say in response to her remark about not being able to regrow limbs. He had never actually worried about losing a limb, though he was sure it happened from time to time in the arena. Just as he finished saying it he'd see a male faunus, a fighter, looking Frea up and down. Fangs eyes would return a dangerous stare. So many alpha males in the area. It was worrisome. They would all walk down to the closest arena to watch a fight.
Fia became contemplative, until he had jabbed her out of it. "Don't worry Fia." He wasn't sure if she was actually worried, but he felt something change in her that he wanted to address. "We will both come out victorious. I am sure of it. Most of these fighters are street rats looking for coin. Little training, and less skill. Our match between each other will be the most difficult. Well, for you at least." He'd say that last part playfully and wink with a bright grin. He wasn't actually sure he'd beat her. She was an animal in a fight. He'd seen that many a time.
Fang looked to Frea. "Who do you think will win? Fia, or me?" He truly didn't know[ what Frea would say. On one hand, Frea knew Fang's fighting style better, but she had been around long enough to see them both fight. "Maybe we need to do a friendly wager? A bet!" Fang smiled. "What should we wager though..." He scratched his chin with his head tilted to the side in thought. He wasn't sure what he had worth betting. His thinking was interrupted by a loud person shouting. Fang looked over to see none other than the man who had slayed the poor guy who was beaten up in the alley.
"Fia, does that guy look familiar?" Frea came too late to know what they were talking about so he leaned over to her ear and whispered with a hand guarding his mouth. "Before you got here I watched a mob kick and punch a man to near death in the alley... Then this guy finished him off without hesitation." He seemed to be calling for a challenger. Someone to fight him. Several others around had all turned to stare. "What if▬" He had an idea. He turned to Fia and Frea both. "Whoever loses our match has to fight that dude!" It was a wager of sorts, the best he could come up with.
sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴅɪᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ
( xᴏʀ sᴜғғᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛx )
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
( xɪs ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғx )
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2020 9:42 pm
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Frea followed the two, though she hung back behind the pair more as she observed the arena and the interactions between the two humans before her. Fighting was not her preference so she did not have much to say about the subject, rather than nodding at what Fang said about not losing any limbs. No injuries on Fia and Fang would be the best outcome and better for her money, but that was impossible to do.
Her eyes wandered idly, alerted to her surroundings, especially the stares but remaining unconcerned at the same time. Her gaze returned to the two when Fang asked about something. "No comment. Though, win or lose, both of you would have great time fighting there." The true winner of the pair would depend on how much effort they tried in the fight. She had a feeling Fang would be more likely to win, but Fia was a wild card at times.
Her attention flickered to the shout, seeing someone she did not know until caught on thanks to Fang. She nodded in acknowledgment, recognizing the dead corpse before she came inside here. A brow raised at Fang's wager. "That's quite a unique wager." Usually it was the winner who had to fight.
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OUTFIT ♣ Purple strapless top and matching outter coat. Black pants. Ankle-length purple heels. Leg bangles and hand bangles.
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