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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 1:20 pm
  FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
Afterwards, Fenrir started training the next skill called the Lightning Fist. He liked the name. It sounded like an attack comic book heroes would scream out as they defeated a villain. While Fenrir himself didn't hold much of an interest for such cliches, he did like the power behind the name.
Fenrir began by channeling his newly purified Ki into his fist. This was something he already had experience with through techniques like the Ki Barrage or the Violent Fist. Molding the attack with his new Ki was a little tricky but easily manageable.
Afterwards Fenrir geared the attack up with a little practice. An un-named enemy appeared through the Training Room simulator and Fenrir thrusted his lightning-covered fist into the dummy's chest. The resulting explosion of light blasted the enemy away, but it was soon back on its feet again. The technique was still incomplete.
The attack was missing more of the purified Ki. Fenrir meditated a little more to replenish his supply and then went back at the enemy again. This time the lightning cackled around his fist and one solid hit jolted all of the dummy's muscles. It was like being hit with a taze-gun, preventing all muscular motion, and would surely come in handy during fights.
(Lightning Fist learned)
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did he begin to find his sense of worth
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 11:10 pm
xxxxDante Haroldxxxx
 [Hell's Grasp | Level One | 350 Energy]
[Strengths: Raw Power, High Defense | Weakness: Evasion]
The herculean man named Dante came waltzing into the training room to scope the other fighters. He was quite impressed by a man learning a strange style involving lightning or something like that. He seemed quite dedicated to his training and as if he was a much higher caliber than Dante. After all, Dante didn't even know how to channel his ki well at all and this strange man seemed to know exactly how to do that. It would be useful to meet this man and gain his favor for the future in case he needed some good training. After all, Dante would never get anywhere in this place if someone didn't show him the ropes.
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 11:39 pm
[Format U/C]
The heels of her black leather boots tapped against the floor of the training room as the petite girl entered, her dark crimson hair spilling down her back like tongues of smoldering fire. A black shirt bearing a black-and-white rising sun slouched off of one of her shoulders, exposing the pale peaches-and-cream skin temptingly. The hem of the shirt gathered slightly at the waist, the sleeves wide and artsy, meeting the waistband of her jeans. Her destroyed dark-wash skinny jeans were artfully torn, worn smoothly over her toned legs. The holes in the legs of the jeans provided a peek of her skin here, a glimpse of flesh there. She strode in confidently, her hips swaying from side to side as she entered the room and stood in the middle. The room began to configure to her physical parameters, sensing the Absolute Zero Gene-X in her body. [1/6]
And suddenly, she was plunged feet-first into water. At first, the water was mild, but the temperature began to drop quickly as Calixte began to pour her Ki in-between the water molecules. The water began to turn freezing in seconds, her Ki pulsing through the liquid. Her skin took on a light shade of pink as she let her skin adapt to the temperature of the water. [2/6]
She shook as she took another breath, clearing her mind and meditating to keep the feeling of cold at bay. A sense of serenity spread through her body as she slipped into a half-daze, her blood and thoughts sluggish from the temperature of the water. Her skin was a bright red at this point, goosebumps standing out prominently on her flesh. [3/6]
Her lips were numb as she continued to force her mind clear using meditation. She had also begun to shiver, tiny ripples emanating from her body and sending shockwaves through the water as she did. Her ice had become glassy and distant as she succumbed wholly to her trance, her skin a light purple. [4/6]
She began to emerge from her trance, consciousness settling over her like a thick blanket. The water around her began to warm to a mild temperature yet again, though all this did was make her skin burn as she released her Ki from the water. Her flesh returned to a chilled pink color as she rolled her shoulders and stretched her muscles, restoring feeling back into her sore limbs. [5/6]
Her arms plunged through the water as she swam several laps of the endless water illusion around her, feeling settling back into her body. The water was warm, almost like bathwater as she counted ten laps. Her muscles ached, warm heat pulsing through her and returning feeling to her numb toes. She rested for several moments, treading water silently as she regained her Ki. [6/6 Stage 1 learned]
Ki pulsed from her body as she quickly attempted another technique, this one more of a physical ability. Her Ki seeped between molecules, thin layers of ice beginning to build in the water. She released the technique, watching the solid quickly melt and disperse with the other water molecules. [Frozen Touch 1/2; -1 post reduction]
Her Ki formed a thin layer atop the water, melding between the molecules as she lowered the temperature, locking the particles into place. Her Ki leaked through the water quickly, causing ice to form in a layer an inch of so thick. By the time she released her held breath, an area roughly the size of a puddle was frozen solid around her. Withdrawing her Ki, the illusion of the water faded and she emerged, quite warm and dry, from her first training session. Her long red hair was dry, in glossy waves as she looked about the facility. There was only one other person in the room, someone she had never seen. The redhead smiled, obviously pleased with herself as she dusted off her jeans and exited the room, heading for the bar.[2/2 Frozen Touch learned]
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 3:26 pm
Level 2
Hammer Head
Rank: D
Description: The user grabs the sides of their opponent's head to keep them still while they deliver three simultaneous headbutts.
Angel entered the training room and found a free spot. Then she opened her level two general skills book and picked out the next skill she wanted to learn. She was learning them in no particular order. Just what ever struck her fancy. She decided on the Hammer head skill. (1/4)
First though she needed a dummy. Easily obtained. She was in the training room after all. After grabbing one she consulted the book again before she started. (2/4)
First she grabbed it with her hands on either side of its head. Then she steeled herself before slamming her head into the dummy's head. She only did it once before yelping in pain and stopping. Okay...oowww that hurt! (3/4)
She was pretty sure she was getting a bruise on her head, but she kept going. She slammed her forhead into the dummy's over and over again until she could do three head butts one after another. Then and only then did she allow herself to sink to the ground and hold her aching head. (4/4)
Hammer head learned.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 3:42 pm
Using Your Head
Rank: D
Description: Used when an opponent punches straight for the middle of their face, the user headbutts the fist and breaks it. Can only be used once successfully in a fight. No other skills can be used in the post this technique is used. 3 post cool down.
Angel read the next skill that she liked. It was Using your head. Great just what she needed, a worse headache. But the skill would be useful so she decided to learn it. (1/4)
But to learn the skill, it looked like she would need some actual help. A dummy just woudnt' cut it since it couldn't punch. She called over a random student who was also training and asked them for help. (2/4)
They agreed and they started to spar. After a bit an opening to use the attack came up. She tried to head butt the fist heading for her face, but missed. She rubbed her eye. Well, that hurt. (3/4)
With a black eye forming she continued to train. Eventually she learned how to do it and broke the other guy's hand. But agreed to keep going. With the next headbutt she broke his other fist. By then she had the skill down. She thanked the other person and he ran off to the nurse's office. (4/4)
Using your head learned.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 12:41 am
Calixte entered the training room quickly, pulling on a pair of black leather gloves and preparing herself to begin the process. She retrieved a bucket and opened a book on Absolute Zero skills, listed by rank, lowest-to-highest. She felt her Ki begin to release through her body, seeming to pulse to her fingertips before collecting on her palm in a circle. As her Ki began to cool the air, the temperature began to drop until it reached freezing. The water vapor in the air began to quickly collect on her palm. [Ice Mirror 1/2 -1 post reduction]
She breathed deeply through her nose as her own frosty blue eyes closed in concentration. The freezing energy pulsed through her arm to her hand quickly, sending tingling shockwaves through her arm and causing her to shiver lightly once. The airborne water vapor continued to freeze to the disk above her hand until it was roughly four inches in diameter and perfectly slick. The redhead raised it to her face tentatively, smirking when she looked into the eyes of her reflection. [Ice Mirror 2/2 Learned]
She curled a fist quickly, crushing the frozen mirror in her hand and dropping the shards into the bucket once more, where they melted and dissipated into plain water. She glanced quickly over her book, seeking the description and instructions for the next skill, listed as Ice Stick. Her glacial eyes flicked back and forth as she scanned the description quickly, nodding to herself every once in a while. [Ice Stick 1/5]
This technique would be trickier. The goal of ice stick was to surround the user's feet with ice so they wouldn't be jolted by the inertia of their own attacks. The book also read that the technique would become passive once the user had mastered it. She took a deep breath and felt the Ki begin to collect around her feet, freezing water vapor into thin layers of ice that began to build up in seconds. [Ice Stick 2/5]
Layers of ice continued to stick to the soles of her soft leather boots as her Ki pulsed from her skin, the energy ceasing the movement of water molecules and bringing them to a temperature that caused them to solidify. The ground below her feet began to turn cold before freezing itself. The layers of ice began forming and sticking to the frozen ground until the layers of ice built off of one-another.[Ice Stick 3/5]
The light cast shimmering highlights through the crystalline solid that surrounded and covered Calixte's feet, gluing her body to the ground to give her balance and footing during battle. She tugged gently on her foot, flexing her leg and contracting her calf muscles softly. Her foot remained firmly planted on the floor, even as she continued to pull even harder. She quickly discovered that she could hold her foot there longer by forcing more Ki into the technique.[Ice Stick 4/5]
There was a cracking, shattering noise as Calixte wrenched her leg upwards, splitting the ice cementing her foot to the floor in half. The solid crumbled away in what appeared to be very sparkly rocks as her feet crunched on the ice. She took several steps away before ceasing the flow of her Ki and watching the ice melt back into water. Satisfied, she turned back to her book for one last skill.[Ice Stick 5/5 Learned]
Ice Punch, it was called, and it was quite a simple technique from what Calixte read. The description was straightforward and simple, and the results both practical and effective. The main objective was to coat the user's fist in ice before swinging at the opponent, delivering much more damage aided by the ice than a fist alone would. [Ice Punch 1/5]
Calixte flexed her fingers as she read, subconsciously checking the backs of her gloves for any tears or holes as she glanced around. There was one punching bag suspended from a small overhang nearby, a small black target circle painted onto the leather. She approached the object quickly, with long, lithe strides that caused her hips to sway gently. She took a deep breath as she began to channel her Ki into her right hand, which promptly curled into a fist. [Ice Punch 2/5]
Ice began to form as she, once again, began to freeze the air around her fist with her flowing Ki. Her hand was curled into a fist as the ice began to mould itself into the nooks and crannies of her fist, filling in cavities and small spaces as it did so. Her hand was quickly covered in roughly an inch of ice, frozen to her gloves as she pulled her arm back, aiming for the target on the punching bag. [Ice Punch 3/5]
Her hand connected with a surprisingly loud thud and the crunch of cracking ice. She allowed her arm to snap forward once more before the ice cracked again and fell away from her hand. She carefully flexed all of her fingers to check for damage, concluding that she was fine with a small smile. She knelt down on the floor, picking up several chunks of ice that had fallen to the floor.[Ice Punch 4/5]
Finished for the day, Calixte returned the bucket to there she had found it in a utility closet and was beginning to undo the snaps on the wrists of her gloves as she returned to the place she had been training. She quickly double checked to make sure she had all of her things before crossing the floor and exiting the facility, stowing her gloves in her back pocket. Her steps were long and powerful as she climbed the stairs of her residential complex and strode down the hallway to her room.[Ice Punch 5/5]
[Exit: Room 125: Calixte]
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Wealthy Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:02 am
Jos remembered durring his last encounter with the vampires, he didn't have much defense going for him. To be honest his offense was lacking as well. He wasn't too happy about being so weak so when he entered the training room, the dojo appeared before him. A automated test dummy appeared. He would work on his defense first.
(1/6)
Josh remembered a technique his sensei taught him. The Knight's Shield. It was a defensive stance, that could use to both strengthen his footing and ease damage from incoming blows. If he remembered correctly, it was done by raising one leg off the ground and bringing the elbow and forearm of the same side down to the raised knee to create something that looks similar to a shield in front of him. By using the strongest bones in the body that he'd been training, this defense can completely block most attacks while also lowering the damage dealt from stronger attacks.
(2/6)
Ofcoarse there was always a weakness to this. Not only he couldn't move but while in the stance, he was leaving his back and sides vulnerable. Just like any other shield it only protected his front. He sighed, well it was better than nothing. He initiated te start for thr training program. The practice dummy moved forward, cocking his fist back and slamming it't fist into the defense formed by Josh's forearms and shin. It stung like crazy but he had to endure.
(3/6)
The test dummy was relentless. As if taking revenge for being beat on by Josh in his last training session. It delivered endless waves of punches and elbows. Josh lightly browned skin, was reddening from the beating and he cringed in pain he was gonna feel that later for sure. He held steady remembering what didn't killed him made him stronger. With each punvh he felt his defense strengthening.
(4/6]
At first Josh was sliding back with each punch. Loosing his balance but now he mastered the propper footing. He held his ground and became an unmoving wall. His limbs became even stronger and as hard as still. He barely even felt the endless barrage of attacks on his shield. He wasn't sure if it was because his limbs went number or was it because they were so much stronger that the pan inflicted was nothing. He began to smile with excitement.
(5/6)
The punches kept coming and before long felt like mesquito bites. Josh roared with taunts as the test dummy started delivering those power punches. The sounds of cracking echoed through the training hall and with a final punch, the dummy's fist exploded into splinters. The strain from punching something of greater force taking it's toll. Josh shook his limbs dropping the shield stance and smiled. Another skill mastered. Two more to go.
(6/6)
(Knight shield learned)
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 12:36 pm
Josh would hear the bell ring for class and he sighed. He ended his training for the moment and moved to the classrooms.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 12:42 pm
 Cherry Lovette the Alluring Siren - Devil's Rhapsody - Level 1 Cherry finally made it to the training center and pushed the doors open. She took a few deep breaths, acting as if she had just gotten finished running a marathon. After a few more deep breaths, the pink haired woman moved inside. She looked around to see a few people, but it didn't seem to be too crowded. With a light sigh, she picked out a spot so she could begin training. Of course, she saw a list of rules against the wall and walked up to read them. "Anoo...Wha?! I have to wait three days before I can start training?! What gives?!" Needless to say, the woman was quite upset at hearing this. Three days was like three years in her mind. She had things to do and she wanted to get started right away. "Achhh...." She rubbed her head slightly. "Meh...This is going to suck...But I suppose I should start getting my vocal cords used to singing again. At least then I won't be feeling so useless.." This was depressing. She had hurried on so she could begin training only to find out there was a waiting period and she would have to head to the library to get books. But she would wait. Cherry moved up onto the bleachers and pulled out her guitar. She took a few moments tuning it so it sounded perfect. She ran her finger tips along the strings to give it a nice humming sound. Her ears fine tuned to hearing a bad note. Letting out a soft sigh, she decided to begin. She did her vocal exercises before she started singing a soft tune. She wasn't sure who would be able to hear, but hoped she would get an audience. After all, preforming for others was in her blood.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:01 am
Cherry Lovette the Alluring Siren - Devil's Rhapsody - Level 1 Once Cherry was done with the song, she felt more relaxed. Music had that calming affect on her. She just wished she was on stage with fans screaming her name again. There was nothing like the feeling she got when preforming. The costumes, the fans, the heat from the lights, it was all just a wonderful feeling. Even if she no longer had it, Cherry was determined to get it back. She wanted that feeling again. Aside from that, she hoped her music would bring in some new friends. She was going to need to make all the friends she could. This place was large and it would be easy to get lost. As she sat there, Cherry strummed the strings of the guitar. She needed to play a new song. Something others could dance too. Somethig that woild ease the burden of training. With a snap of her fingers, the woman stood up. "Hah! I've got it!" Raising her hand up, she brought it down on the strings and began playing a new song. Before long, the dancable melody had a lovely voice to accompany it. The owner of this voice was doing her best to impress those who might pop in. (link to song: http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=/&gl=US&rdm=4oox72k0j&reload=3#/watch?v=NWZ785I-EHo )
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:02 pm
FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
Fenrir walked into the training room at the sound of a guitar being played. He tried not to stare at the woman playing, but the music was enchanting. Normally he hated loud noises but this wasn't just noise. Fenrir did what he could to ignore it and quietly shuffled over to a corner of the room where he could focus on his own training, or at least try to.
did he begin to find his sense of worth
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:46 pm
Cherry Lovette the Alluring Siren - Devil's Rhapsody - Level 1 The woman noticed the man enter into the training room. Once the song was over, she leapt from the bleachers and headed over to the man who had entered. She had to make sure she wasn't disturbing him right? The bubbly pink lass popped up behind him with a big smile plastered on her face. "Konbanwa! Good evening! Watashi wa Lovette Cherry. Sumimasen o-namae wa?" She shook her head lightly. She reached up with her fist and gently knocked herself on the side of the head. "I'm sorry, I can't seem to get buy without spouting something off in Japanese. My name is Cherry Lovette. I wasn't bothering you with my song was I?" She strummed lightly on the guitar, keeping a beat in the air as she looked to him again. "I do apologize for all the questions, but you're the first person I've met. Granted I just got here, but I hope you don't think me rude if I ask for your name?" She continued to smile, yet spoke in a humble voice. Her blue eyes bright as she looked at him curiously.
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:19 pm
FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
"Freakin' weeaboos." Fenrir sighed as the girl approached him, and just when he was starting to turn his portion of the room into a jujitsu dojo as well. From the looks of things he'd come to the training room at an inappropriate time, or perhaps it was most appropriate. "Its fine. Truthfully its been a while since I got to hear any good music on this island." The young man finally glanced at her with his electrifying blue eyes, and pushed forth his opened hand. "My name is Marcus, but most people call me Fenrir. And I'm the current champion on this island."
did he begin to find his sense of worth
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:58 pm
Cherry Lovette the Alluring Siren - Devil's Rhapsody - Level 1 Her eyes seemed to light up a little. "Oh! So you're the one I've heard so much about. It's a pleasure to meet you!" She gave him a bow out of respect before standing back up and looking at him. "It's amazing that you're the first person I've run into. Though, even if I haven't actually met anyone yet, I have heard a lot about you. There are a lot of rumors going on about you. But I'm sure you already know that." Cherry turned on her heel, flipping her hair so the tips would brush against his nose. She walked a short distance away from him and began strumming the guitar once more. "I must thank you for the compliment. I'm very happy to hear that you enjoy the music. Would you like to request something? I would spend this time training, but unfortunately when I came here, I didn't quite know all the rules until I looked at the poster. I still have another day to wait before I am able to start training. It's unfortunate. I have so many things to do, but they will have to wait a little bit longer. Perhaps, if you'd be so kind, you could give me a few pointers so I can make sure I'm one of the best as well. I have a very strong need to be one of the best. But then again, I'm used to people looking up to me. But that stage of my life is long gone. Yet I wish to reclaim it." She continued strumming, waiting for him to make some sort of request.
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 7:19 pm
FENRIR
Only through howls of lust and fury
Fenrir raised a brow when the strange girl mentioned rumors about him. "Umm no, I didn't know that." He quietly muttered and then turned away. Seeing as he was running out of time to train he figured it was better for him to just pick a different spot to train. "Sorry but I already have a disciple, and she wastes enough of my time. And unless you know Claire de Lune I don't have any other requests. Good luck with your music." The wolfish young man merely growled and gathered his stuff as he prepared to leave.
did he begin to find his sense of worth
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