◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙ [Devin Locura | Mania/Dementia | Energy: 350/350 | Weapon: Knives | Main Style: None] "They're for themselves, it doesn't matter what they say. Promise you the world, then take it from you anyway."
Devin stepped off of the boat, looking around the island with manic eyes. Despite his appearance, he was one hundred percent calm...his other personalities hadn't bothered to try to take over yet, so he was safe. Even being safe didn't mean the scars of their visits wasn't there...his face was constantly marred with an ugly jagged smile that revealed the inside of his mouth...it was always bleeding, and it was easy to tell it was bleeding whenever he laughed. He didn't bother hiding his looks. It just wasn't something he found important since there was no getting around his own looks. "Time to move..." He had a general idea of where to go...apparently he'd already been paired with somebody. As long as he could control that buzzing sound in his ears...he wouldn't suddenly vanish thanks to either one of his other selves. ◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙◙
Finally, after what seemed like hours, she arrived at the docking area. The sun nothing more than a crescent against the water's edge and above twilight curtained the once blue skies. Doc Martens thundered the rickety boards, they groaned and whined in protest but Dani paid no mind. Instead she came to the very end and stared out. There was no boat, no new shipment of students, just her and the sweet tranquility. Lightning bugs were bobbing to and fro in the darkened expanse of jungle and water. No one, not a single soul was here. If she died, no one would know. The redhead leaned over, gazing at herself with furrowed brows and stern look painted on her face.
Straightening back up to her full height she slid off her boots and coupled the socks inside one. Stepping back a few feet, she ran forward and jumped into the water. There was a moment of bliss as the cool consumed, it would be short lived though.
Three two headed sharks, each the size of a school bus quickly smelled the sweat of a new prey in the water. Rushing forth all three of them, two heads each, would come in different directions one after the other as not to run into each other as they would open one mouth each, each shark opened a different mouth, and came to try and bite her, if they missed they would continue on before circulating around in an attempt to come back at her.
Its skin was quite hard and would take above a normal type of blow to do any real damage, due to the sheer size of the creature it would take combined type attacks to damage it as a normal attack alone by itself would do nothing but draw both blood of the user and break the hand or leg of the attacker who would thereby be attacking the sharks
It was so nice to be cradled in this womb of cool for once, as opposed to the daily heatwaves that continuously attacked the island. The water ran in ripples as she floated within the depths, hands moving slightly left then right while her legs remained in the fetal position. Everything was blurry as she opened her hazel eyes to see under the water, it was murky but above was the dying sunset. Painted in long swathes of color, pretty shades of purple, blue, and orange. There was no overwhelming feeling of impending doom, or some uneasy cataclysm that would end her. It was calm, tranquil, and most of all, quiet. She pushed forward, arms lapping one over the other and legs kicking, though that too would come to a halt as she saw a great white blob heading towards her. There most likely wasn't just one, but more, however, that wasn't known. Her body pivoted, exhaling a few tiny bubbles as she did so. It wouldn't be long before she required air. Luckily the water made her weightless, so swinging her right leg around in a 360 sweep, while there were no legs to catch, it was the ring of ki that shot out around her. It wasn't likely to kill it, just to buy her some time to get ready for it...that as when she noticed another bloc to her left and right, three...either that or she was extremely drunk and everything appeared in thrice.
Used: Wine Wheel
Rank: C Description: On the ground, the user repeatedly swings their right leg around their body 360 degrees at a low angle to sweep the ankles of multiple opponents. A ring of Ki is also shot out from the leg like a shockwave to hit and trip any opponents outside of its short physical range.
The first shark that would be coming to bite her would suddenly get a nice kick in its side but as it did, a large mouth would open and turn itself towards her before quickly swimming the other way, at this point the second shark had swam up and was now coming in a down arc on top of her while the third shark had swum to the left and gone in an arc out from under her, attempting to smash her between the weight of the two great twin headed sharks.
The first shark was slightly wounded and a few more shots of that caliber would damage it or possibly kill it, but now for sure it was angry and was moving even faster than before. All the sharks were hungry and were quite angry, but now the first shark was out of her reach and seemed to be actually a diversion while the other two sharks tried to ram her from both top and bottom, all four mouths biting at her.
The first blob of white disappeared back into the waters, there was no doubt the other two were only circling and waiting to strike. Looking up at the rippling waters was one, steadily getting bigger, so she headed for it. Ki propelled her, a swift push to close the distance much faster than any ordinary swimming could do. In the hurry all she could was slam against the underbelly, and as she slid down it, her left hand grazed the wormy shark. It was then that like glue, she stuck while being shaken and rattled about. Her right hand reached out and punched at whatever she could. This was only 4 blows before the final was her elbow. Dani could not stay there though, the redhead required air and there was none of it there for her. The ki grip would release and she pushed upward, kicking hard as arms pushed through the few feet of water until her head popped up like a bobber. A sharp gasp and then a much needed inhale was all the more time she had before descending in a thrust once more.
Used: Lunge Punch, Sticky Hands, Straight Blast
Lunge Punch Rank: D Description: A fast advancing move where the user lunges up to 15ft into an opponent's space and strikes them with a straight punch to the face, sending them tumbling back. Ki propels the user so fast that there appears to be 3 after images behind him, and if this is the only skill used in the post then the user can lunge into the opponent before they can counter (only against lower level opponents). Three post cool down.
Sticky Hands (Chi Sao) Rank: C Description: User places their hand/wrist/forearm against their opponent’s hand/wrist/forearm on the corresponding side. So long as the touch is maintained the user can deflect any attacks that try to come from the arm they are blocking. Ki is used to keep the user and opponent stuck together in this fashion so it can be difficult to break free.
Straight Blast Rank: D Description: A simple chain-punch combination that can dish out a lot of damage very quickly. Once in close range the user first unleashes 3 or 4 chain-punches to the opponent's chin/throat before bringing closing with a powerful elbow. All the while to user moves forward with their punches to blast the opponent off balance and finally send them to the ground with the final blow.This technique can also be linked up well with a close ranged kicking maneuver immediately afterwards.
The last shark that was attacked pretty much just died from internal organ failure due to the ki structured blast that would shoot through the skin and repeatedly shoot the same organ causing respiratory failure and cardiac arrest all in the same time causing one of the sharks to slowly start to float up while the other two swam off. The funny part was she might notice on the slowly floating up shark next to her while she was breathing air had a scar in the side of its flesh, this scar was a detailed description on how to get to the cellar door and stated to go lock the cellar door unnoticed, that the chains needed would be inside the shark. She would have to cut open the shark somehow without getting blood into the water to bring a whole swarm of them. After she did the last part she was to lock the cellar door and report back to Majo. Next to the note would be the words, "Warning, don't get caught by Dor Dor the Rapewhore."
The white mass was headed right towards her and she quickly pushed herself backwards, this was just as the shark bobbed on top of the water. Slowly it turned and that is when she saw a map. Her head tilting to inspect it closer. Instead of hacking it up right in the water, she grabbed the fin and propelled herself forward towards the shore. Her ki acting as the final push. Stepping through the sand and muck she felt weighted but began to drag the shark up, ascending to the embankment. Fingers pressed at the scar, it was still tender. Her hand drew back, clenching in a fist and pivoting to palm said down in a hard punch. She did this several times as if to tenderize the spot. Eventually the scar ripped and gurgles of blood bubbled, trickled downward and made long, flowing red rivers into the ocean. In her haste, a right hand reached in to the slick entrails, clenching metal chains and laggardly pulled them out, link by link.
"Who in the ******** is Dor Dor?"
This, by far, is the craziest test she has done.
She hoisted the bloody chain on to one shoulder, and walked back up the dock, picking up her boots. The only thing left was a trip to find this ...cellar..in the jungle...then this test was done.
Used: Lunge Punch
Lunge Punch Rank: D Description: A fast advancing move where the user lunges up to 15ft into an opponent's space and strikes them with a straight punch to the face, sending them tumbling back. Ki propels the user so fast that there appears to be 3 after images behind him, and if this is the only skill used in the post then the user can lunge into the opponent before they can counter (only against lower level opponents). Three post cool down.
Here it was, he could smell the sea and hear the uneasy squabble of the damned sea gulls that would litter the skies and the beach of the dock of this island of misfit fortunes. The bronze toned G.I. Joe teen would stand there in his combat boots and army fatigues with his dog tags hanging loosely from his neck as he would eye this place of interest with his blue orbs. As the ship would finally come to a stop he would step off of the damned thing, how he hated boats in the first place, stepping off he put one foot onto the docks one after the other and stood with his military bag hunched over his right shoulder.
He now stood there as the boat suddenly departed back upon its course away from the island to leave him on the beach. He turned his head sharply at this and squinted his eyes slightly confused. Was this a trap? He didn't know for sure but it sure as hell would seem like one and now he was more than on guard. He had no company and was stranded on some damned school, was this his parents idea? Send him to some desolated place where he couldn't cause them anymore headaches? It probably was. Who gave a s**t anyways, it was hot as balls right now and he wanted alcohol. He began to walk down the dock one footstep at a time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 12:14 am
The greatest of all men, the manliest of all men, sat upon a flightless bird of unimaginable power which took him off the boat. He was deep in thought about what he had just seen whilst on that boat. Super Saiyan. How could he achieve this almighty form that the warriors on the thought box had achieved? All these questions and more were swimming in his head. Why had Odin showed him this? Was it to show the unquestionable valor of the valiant Vegeta?
Thronnjonn only had questions as he was brought from the boat. Well these ******** who owned this island were in for a surprise. It had been a mistake bringing the most badass creature in the entire cosmos to their shitty school.
Immediately as he got off a woman noticed his hunky beard and muscles that were better than everyone else's and fainted but Thronnjonn did not notice. He was too deep in thought about becoming a super saiyan. Was he pure of heart enough?
Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 12:16 am
The giant boar hopped onto the sandy shores of the island, a half naked clad women on top looking around with a clear expression of anger. She had been here not 5 minutes before she was told she had to surrender both her weapons AND her armor. What kind of a fighting school was it that made it mandatory against bringing in weapons from the outside? She was fine with breaking a mans nose with her fist, crushing a testicle under foot, or if of the other gender ripping off a breast or two but using a shield or a spear was so much more satisfying. This now created a list for her, step one was find a stick, step two was sharpen said stick, and step three was find something to be a shield. Maybe another fighters rib-cage would do.
Her train of thought was derailed and punched out of existence when her eyes landed upon a disgusting sight. A giant of a man on top of a armored giant of a ostrich stepped off of the boat with a face of deep thought, or rather in her eyes one that reflected a 4 year old trying contemplate what 2+2 was. "Nice bird f*****t! It'll be a good meal for me later!" Ragnar would yell from across the beach to the large man with little fear in her voice, immediately making fun of the sad excuse for a mount the man rode.
"Woman for your insults by Odin's might I will smite you" Immediately the ostrich began to charge without even being given a single command because the ostrich was rad as ******** and didn't even need commands. Seriously total ******** badass.
Then a jet came out of its arse and it started to fly towards Ragnar to own the s**t out of her.
Thronnjonn swung in for her face with one mighty huge fist about the same size as the width of Ragnar's saggy ladyparts. When it hit the force would be like that of the most badass thing in existence had hit her and wiped her away because of her sheer unbadassness by comparison.
Thronnjonn had no time for edgy scrublords and neither did his ostrich. They were one in body and soul except Thronnjonn was like a trillion times cooler.
Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 12:28 am
"Odin?" Why would a monkey of a man be talking about a great god such as Odin? There was no time to think as suddenly Ragnar was put into a position she needed to react to, a jet charging ostrich was nothing to sniff at after all.
With nothing more then a slight kick the boar dug its hooves into the ground and Ragnar prepared herself for impact, bringing her arm back just seconds before Thronnjonn swung at her to bring it forward into his mighty blow. The force itself caused a shockwave around the beach as sand was blown up due to the sheer awesomeness.
Now unfortunatly for Ragnar she had been stripped of her saddle that would normally keep her in place so when the two forces collided she had no grounds to stop herself from being flung clean through the air, shouting as she went "THAT THE BEST YOU GOT FIRE d**k" before colliding into the school a distance away and her boar gone from sight as it meant to catch her.
-The sheer coolness of the way in which Thronnjonn left to the Dean's office is beyond comprehension so I won't even write about it as I am not capable-
