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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:07 am
Diana just gave a smirk and looked at Miki, who smiled in return. He wants to be blown away? Then they will blow him away...With both of them clutching their launchers tightly, they both took a hard grip and pulled their winders..and a loud CRASH was heard from the whole gymnasium. The stadium was clouded with smoke. But it was replaced with the sound of something spinning
uhm..It's short? i didnt have any idea how to continue..
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:11 am
Yuriy launched his beyblade as well, taken aback by their show of brute force. Wolborg was balancing on the edge of the stadium. He was waiting for the smoke to clear, instead of going in there blindly and getting knocked out of the dish. 'Well ladies, you're doing good so far, but let's see how you do in a drawn out battle.' Yuriy smirked as he looked over his shoulder at Ian, who read the look on his face and immdiately took out his own beyblade. It was Yuriy's 'be ready in case I need you' look. It was a bit unfair, two against one, and if it went the way he thought he wanted Ian to step in and help out.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:23 am
Diana just waited with a bored expression on her face. "Wish, shorty could hurry up. I wanna get it over it" she thought angrily as Ian came to the dish. Miki was just watching but somewhere in the very back of her mind, she was getting determined to prove to Yuuriy. Then both girls at the same time thought "No matter what he throws at me, I refuse to lose!"
edited it!
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:34 am
-sigh- italics means he was thinking, and ian hasn't launched his blade yet. he only brought it out
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:44 am
Random--Obsessions -sigh- italics means he was thinking, and ian hasn't launched his blade yet. he only brought it out oops sorry Icey!
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:50 am
"Hey let's battle"a random blader came.
Kana then made her beyblade on the edge of the ring to pick it up stationary. She then attached it to her laucher.
"3... 2.. 1.... GO SHOOT" the other blader shouted and Kana lauched with him.
The blader attacked tried to attack her. Kana avoided him with sudden turns, but she didn't attack. The battle went on long with Kana not attacking and not damaged.
"Come on is this a endurance test Attack"the other guy said.
Kana was afraid and was pressured.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 8:00 am
((OOC://goddessanime, if you want to roleplay Garland Siebald, I'll be waiting for your RP sample of him. 'Till then, anyone can take over, okay?))
The pale blue-haired blader pushed open the side door to Daitou-Fujin Middle School's gymnasium, only to be greeted by two students already battling.
Well... looks like they couldn't wait..., the youngest Siebald thought, a half-smirk creeping onto his face. Whatever, then; let's see how they fare...
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Kai mentally shook his head in disappointment. This second boy, Tagawa, had shown promise early in his match with Matsuda, but he'd blown his chance. It was clear to the slate-haired teen that the boy was impatient and prone to blind leaps when it came to attacks; no wonder Fujiwara had an easy time with him, as evidenced by her score during the battle against him.
"Mikage," he said, and jerked his head towards the dish. The ash-blonde girl complied readily, her blade already in the launcher. Kai didn't miss the scathing glance - it was too impassioned to be merely an issuance of a challenge - the girl threw in Fujiwara's direction, and he had to wonder where this apparent hatred had stemmed from.
Oblivious, Kei fiddled with her blade, making sure no parts were loose and that the flame change base hadn't jammed - she'd be in a fix if it suddenly didn't function in the middle of a battle! She glanced up only once during Mikage Chiaki's match, and that was to see Matsuda being knocked out; it was enough of a glance to tell her what playing style the other girl would employ - and enough to form a strategy against her.
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"Well, looks like we're through here!" Max said cheerfully, pausing long enough to note down the final scores before he erased everything from the board and headed over to the where Kyouju was waiting for the data input.
"Here ya go, Chief!" the blond said, handing him the sheet of paper with Block 1A's scores.
"Thanks, Max," the bespectacled teenager said, propping the paper up so he could read it and type on his laptop at the same time.
Back at Block 1A's assigned beydish, the five students were discussing their scores. "Not fair!" one was complaining. "I didn't even get to see my total when Mizuhara-sensei erased it!"
"Well, what does it matter?" Taichi asked, stretching leisurely. "As long as we all got to participate in the training program, its fine, right?"
"Shimamoto-san has a point," Yuuko commented, smiling. "We all did our best; that should be enough."
"True," another student said thoughtfully. "But it would have been nice to represent the school at that tournament thing..."
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Kei glanced up again to check the scores when she heard another Beyblade being knocked out. She was surprised to see that it was Katsuda being beaten by Tagawa. How many battles had she missed?
Only two, judging from the scores she was seeing. She couldn't help feeling pleased seeing that she was still leading, even if it was only by three points. And if she did happen to fall behind, it wouldn't be as hard to catch up.
Fujiwara - 22 pts... Mikage - 19 pts... Katsuda - 17 pts... Saburo - 13 pts... and Tagawa - 12 pts... Kai read. All average scores, he felt, given the caliber of each respective trainee.
Then he had an idea on how to make the mini-tournament more exciting. Of course, they could still have the mock semi-finals and finals round, just to please the participants, but perhaps...?
He scarcely couldn't keep himself from grinning; the idea entertained him too much, and the crimson-eyed teen decided to share his thoughts on it with the rest of the team later on, once all the battles for Block 2B were through.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 6:29 pm
Now that the smoke had cleared, Yuriy took his chance to attack. Wolborg flew down from the top of the stadium and began circling around to two female's beyblades. The silver blade circled in a conter-clock wise direction, going fast enough to try and counteract their spin. Which, if successful, would result in the two blades ceasing their spinning.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 1:40 am
Both girls rushed to get out of Wolborg's turn but to no avail. Guess there is no where to go but...UP. Diana and Miki looked at each other and gave a nod. Looking back at their beyblades, they watched as Yuuriy made Wolborg circled the other direction, then they made their move upward. Looking up at the two blades, they reversed their spin and came crashing down. Just in time..to collide their blades with the captain battling them. Thing is...was it enough to send him out?
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2007 3:34 pm
Ian hasn't launched his blade. He's standing by as a back up...
Yuriy was indeed shocked to see the two blades fly up in the air, dodging his attack. Next, the blades came falling back down in attempt to knock Wolborg out of the stadium, but that was their mistake. "Novae Rogue!" Yuriy shouted as ice began to fly out of Wolborg. There was no escape from his special attack now.
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 8:22 am
soweee...i keep getting confused..
Diana and Miki finally saw the red-headed captain's special attack and decided to quickly defend themselves. "It's still on, Ivanov. We watch too many of your battles in the tournament" Diana thought inside her mind and gave Miki a silent signal. Both blades dash to land at the 2 opposite sides of Wolborg, narrowly missing his icey attack. They decided to attack simultaneusly at both his sides, and rushed quickly before he could have the chance to retaliate. And soon, they both collided with Wolborg.."Come on, work.."Miki silently thought to herself.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 8:42 am
"...so you want us to go one-on-one with the 'Top Four', once we identify them?" Rei asked, his head cocked slightly to the side.
Kai nodded. "It would be a good exercise for them, and -" a pause - "And it would certainly make this dreary little 'tournament' more exciting..."
"Trust Kai to call this thing 'dreary'..." Takao commented, rolling his eyes good-naturedly.
"Still, I think it sounds fun!" Max put it, trademark grin already in place. "Who knows? Some of these guys may not really be rookies in terms of skill..."
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"Kei!"
The brunette glanced up when she heard her name, and then relaxed when she saw it was just Yuuko. She gave a grin in lieu of a greeting, to show her friend that she was feeling fine despite staying in a corner by herself. Yuuko understood, of course, and simply at down beside her.
"So... what happened with your last match?" The auburn-haired teen asked, swinging her legs like a small child might when made to sit at the poolside.
"It didn't go so well..." Kei replied, her shoulders slumped. Instantly, Yuuko grew worried, and she scooted closer to the girl; she'd never heard her friend sound this dejected before!
"What...what happened?" she asked, making to hug the other brunette, but stopping short when she heard the small, nearly inaudible chuckle. "Wait..."
"Gotcha!" Kei exclaimed, grinning widely as she ducked the girl's flailing hand. Both were laughing, the tension having been dispersed. "I went against Mikage; tied in the first, and then knocked her out the next two rounds..." Frankly, it was something of a cruel pleasure to Kei, defeating her sandy-haired classmate so brutally. Payback, perhaps? It didn't matter now.
"So what's your final score?"
Kei smiled again, making a zipping motion across her lips with one hand. "I'm not telling; you'll have to wait until they announce the results..."
"Oh, you-!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 3:08 pm
"Ivan, now!" Yuriy shouted.
Immediately, Ivan Papov launched his beyblade into the stadium. Wyborg dove head on into Miki's blade, knocking it out of the stadium. One down... He thought.
Yuriy smirked. His plan worked, and it was a good thing it did. Now he just had to defend himself from Diana's blade. Wolborg needed recovery time to get over that last attack. Quickly, Wolborg spun past Diana's blade and sat in the center of the stadium.
Ivan on the other hand was ready to begin his next attack. "Wyborg! Sand Bind!" In a snake-like motion, the purple blade slithered over to Diana's blade in attempt to knock it out.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 5:08 am
Miki's eyes widened as she watched her blade got knocked out of ths stadium. Diana's eyes went from normal red to fierce red as she watch her best friend got beaten. It was up to her now, and she wasnt that easy to be beaten. She dodged Wyborg with her speed and almost let out all her power to knock it out. It was between them and Ivanov now. Increasing speed, her blade circled Wolborg and was closing in.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 10:27 am
He would be in trouble for this later; Ivan was sure. Pocketing his blade, he walked away from the stadium, doing his best to avoid Yuriy's harsh glare.
Yuriy was quite shock at his teammate's failure, but he himself was not going to go down so easily. Especially not by the hands of a female.
The Blitzkrieg Boys were known to play dirty. They had no shame of doing so. Whatever it takes to win was their motto.
Smirking, he motioned for Bryan and Spencer to join the fight. The two Russians launched their blades, both heading straight for Diana's beyblade.
"Try to survive this!" Yuriy retorted, ready to call out his special attack once again and finish the match. "Novae rogue!!"
"Stroblitz!"
"Stramolyu!!"
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