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 Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2006 6:39 pm
Staccato sets down the Newspaper he was reading and decides it might be time to take a trip over and visit Leviathan Stadium. He had not been there for a while and he like to watch the fights every so often.
So he packed some things up and set out for the stadium. Being sure to let one of the house keepers know where he was going so that they could tell anyone who might be looking for him. It was quite a walk, so it may take him a day or two to get there, but that is why he had his provisions with him.
Not long after everything was ready Staccato was setting out for the stadium, using the most direct route possible. The only reason he did not take the train to a closer town being that he rather like to walk there most of the time.
((Continued in Leviathan Stadium))
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 11:31 am
A bird flew overhead, silently observing the city with its sharp senses. No one would notice from this high up that the eagle was looking for something or someone specific- it simply circled high above the walls and houses as if making a thorough search of the city before going any further down.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 8:36 pm
HEAVEN OR HELL!
Rumors are running wild, and already, fighters from around the globe have started preparations in order to join this unique event! After quite a glorious 2006 edition, the tournament is back with more than ever to be the greatest happening of the year!
This year, to make the administrative process easier, simpler and faster, as well as to allow a wider range of fighters into the tournament, the HoH "07 organizers have decided to offer, for a limited time, a special pre-registration discount! Indeed, by presenting yourself at one of our pre-registration booths located in main gatherings for fighters of all kinds, you get a 25% discount coupon and a reserved spot into the HoH roster!
GOOD LUCK TO ALL PLANNING ON PARTICIPATING!
... or so said the flyers that seemed to spread like early snow through the town. In front of the Barton fountain, well at view in the city square, was indeed a Heaven or Hell booth. Nothing all that fancy, to tell the truth. Three little girls that couldn't be older than 7 were tending a table under a tent, complete with a large banner. The girls all looked like identical twins, short blue hair, large blue eyes, pale skin and dresses of blue and silver decorated by numerous ribbons and frills. On the table was a pile of registration forms and a pencil, but the coupons were hidden from view. form ONE FORM PER MEMBER, FOUR FORMS PER TEAM.
Name:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Short description of your fighting style:
(Please include the style's goal and philosophy, as well as it's main focuses, fighting-wise)
Short description of paranormal abilities:
(Include telepathy, magic, telekinesy, vital energy control, irregular blood and heritage, control over a certain portfolio, etc)
YOU DO NOT HAVE TO PRE-REGISTER TO THIS BOOTH TO JOIN THE TOURNAMENT. ))
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:36 pm
 The train came to a screechingly slow halt, with steam venting out through the exhaust pipes. Doors slid open and passengers strolled out, passing through the turnstyle gate. Among them was a man of fair skin, with a large afro. He stood about six feet tall, and wore a multicolored coat, red slacks, and leather boots. A gold chain hung around his neck, and black shades covered his eyes. The grin on his lips depicted a mischievousness about him. Strolling through the turnstyle, he stood on the sidewalk, waiting. Waiting for his new student.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:38 pm
Darshendros the Eternal The train came to a screechingly slow halt, with steam venting out through the exhaust pipes. Doors slid open and passengers strolled out, passing through the turnstyle gate. Among them was a man of fair skin, with a large afro. He stood about six feet tall, and wore a multicolored coat, red slacks, and leather boots. A gold chain hung around his neck. He had a look of stern seriousness in his eyes, and the grin on his lips depicted a mischievousness about him. Strolling through the turnstyle, he stood on the sidewalk, waiting. Waiting for his new student. *walks by* uh...hey....
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:45 pm
"You!" The man pointed his finger at Morimo. "Such lack of emotion, of vavoom! You must be the one they called me for. You must be my new student, Morimo, yes?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:46 pm
Darshendros the Eternal "You!" The man pointed his finger at Morimo. "Such lack of emotion, of vavoom! You must be the one they called me for. You must be my new student, Morimo, yes?" yes i am....i think
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:53 pm
"Yes, of course you are. You may call me... AFRO-SAMA! Now then, tell me about yourself, whilst we walk to the cafe for some mochas." Afro-sama slipped an arm around Morimo's shoulder, turning him and walking with him down the sidewalk. He had no idea where the cafe was, or if there even was there, but under the assumption that every city or town must have a cafe, he figured there would be one somewhere around here.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 2:56 pm
Darshendros the Eternal "Yes, of course you are. You may call me... AFRO-SAMA! Now then, tell me about yourself, whilst we walk to the cafe for some mochas." Afro-sama slipped an arm around Morimo's shoulder, turning him and walking with him down the sidewalk. He had no idea where the cafe was, or if there even was there, but under the assumption that every city or town must have a cafe, he figured there would be one somewhere around here. uh...right...im 14, modest, caring, and unconfident -thats what my friends say, and you know my name already so there you have it. *wonders where we are going*
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:01 pm
"That's it? Come now. There must be more. Where do you come from? What are your goals? Why are you unconfident? Tell me your story, man. I'll need much more to work with than that if you want me to help you."
Afro-sama had no clue as to where they were going. In a sense, he was following his nose, which never steered him wrong. That, and he saw a big sign depicting a foaming mug, advertising the pub in the center of Barton Town, which was where they were headed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:03 pm
Darshendros the Eternal "That's it? Come now. There must be more. Where do you come from? What are your goals? Why are you unconfident? Tell me your story, man. I'll need much more to work with than that if you want me to help you." Afro-sama had no clue as to where they were going. In a sense, he was following his nose, which never steered him wrong. That, and he saw a big sign depicting a foaming mug, advertising the pub in the center of Barton Town, which was where they were headed. uh...fine....in order barton town, to change myself, and its my personality, i cant help it
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:12 pm
"Hmmm. I see this is going to be a long first day."
Reaching the door, Afro-sama opened for him to walk in through first, then would follow him inside and find a table in a corner to take a seat in. A waitress came up, asking what would they like. Afro-sama ordered what he always ordered: a caffe double mocha. The waitress turned to Morimo to ask him his order next.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:14 pm
Darshendros the Eternal "Hmmm. I see this is going to be a long first day." Reaching the door, Afro-sama opened for him to walk in through first, then would follow him inside and find a table in a corner to take a seat in. A waitress came up, asking what would they like. Afro-sama ordered what he always ordered: a caffe double mocha. The waitress turned to Morimo to ask him his order next. *orders beer* i guess....if you dont reply fast enough stare
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:18 pm
"Uh, I'm going to have to ask you for some ID," the waitress said.
Afro-sama chuckled softly.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 3:19 pm
Darshendros the Eternal "Uh, I'm going to have to ask you for some ID," the waitress said. Afro-sama chuckled softly. *hands her one and ID lies and says 28 years*
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