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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:46 am
Ryukyn walked into the arena, scythe in hand as he walked over to the ring. He had sensed his brother had been nearby recently, and was itching for a fight with him. He was a bit disappointed when he found no one there, but he waited patiently. From what he heard, there was always someone here if they wanted to fight, so he wouldn't be waiting long for someone. He started to practice with this scythe, the metal gleaming in the morning sun. "Oh yeah, haven't gotten to do this in a while, hopefully some hot babes will show up soon..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 3:41 am
yuriko ran into the arena jumping and skipping along. *ive finally found it, the fighting arena!* she thought smileing broadly as she reached the centre and looked around. there were all sorts of cages, rings and pits for her to "play" in, and any manor of wepons aswell.
but that wasnt her thing.she knew what she wanted. walking over to it, she caressed the nearest turnbuckle of a fantastic wreastleing ring "ooh" she mewed out loud. sliding between the ropes she walked into the centre of the ring, with each step her smile growing wider.
reaching the centre, she threw her hands to the sky and shouted "WHO WANTS SOME?!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 9:35 am
Almost immediately, Yuriko was answered by her challenger, Quint walking in with a bounce in his step, obviously happy. I'd like some, if you have enough to share.. Making his way over to the ring, he stripped down, over-shirt and pants gone to reveal a bare chest, it still showing some scars over his toned torso, and a pair of blue-green shorts, a little larger than necessary to keep his legs airy. Before hopping into the ring, there was a quick command to his helper bats, who then complied by detaching from him, forming back into their mammalian flight form, then clasping their talons around the top rope around Quint's corner.
Climbing in himself, he paused. Ding, ding. He rang with a hand before widening his base with his legs, bringing his arms out the same way. Keeping his gaze steady on his opponent, his expression wasn't malicious, but he certainly wasn't smiling.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 12:35 pm
"indeed i do!" she answer as she looked at Quint, bouncing on the balls of hr feet. licking her lips as he removed his shirt, she locked on to him with a focused stare.analysing his stance, she could see that he was very experience in hand to hand combat. however, it seemed that he expected a conventional attack from a conventional wreastler.
yuriko wasnt either of those
in a blink she had started running full pelt at him. at a distance of 2m she jumped and piroeted in mid air, pushing her hips out, aiming for his face; this was her staple move: flying peach
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 1:15 pm
Quint kept still as Yuriko approached, even was stoic as she leaped. In this stance, his body was a lot more rigid, so he couldn't make those quick movements that would save him. Ducking under would take too long, and it'd be a really close call if he backed up. He thought for a moment to reverse her attack with one of his own, but that was a risk he wouldn't take yet.
It wasn't often that he had to do this, block, but it felt to be the best choice early in the duel. Inwards his arms came, knuckles light-ward, and one leg went back for stability. Yuriko impacted with Quint, he sliding a couple inches back, and while he was surprised that he felt the blow deep into his forearms, he was otherwise unharmed. After the collision, Quint returned a push of his own, getting Yuriko back a safe distance one meter away.
Yet, he again wouldn't attack. Resuming the same stance, it was now that Quint showed a tooth in smiling.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 8:17 am
yuriko stumbled back, rubbing her buttocks. it felt like she had just hit a wall! decideing she might need some more momentum she ran across the ring and pushedinto the ropes. leaning back further and further, she could feel the tention of the rope getting harderand harder, almost to breaking point.
she then released and flew forward and jumped to straddle quints shoulders for a hurracurana
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 1:06 pm
Finally a limb. Something to hold onto, an appendage to clutch and manipulate. In this particular case, two. Yuriko, while moving exceptionally fast, telegraphed her path really well, Quint on watch for some direct strike. Since his arms were high, he was a little prepared for how under-prepared he was for the grab Yuriko brought forth, her thighs clasping tightly around what would had been his neck if Quint's guard was low, but it was his forearms and the nape of his neck she closed in on as she twisted and leaned forward to bring him down, something she did with ease as his center was unrecoverable from the moment Yuriko began her twirl.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 3:40 pm
Vincent came across the fighting arena that Gatz had mentioned to him. He explored the hallways and passages to get a good feel of the structure. All the while he heard loud crashes and booms coming from the center. He quickened his pace to see what the cause was.
As he came to a row of seats, he saw below him a battle between Quint and a strong looking woman he had not come across before. Aside from her wrestler appearance, her bolistics was what stood more than her outfit. "So that is why Quint asked me if I had any talents in battle. He may have been looking for a fight. I am glad I did not prompt him to challenge me with my responses," he said to himself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 7:49 am
bringing quint down, yuriko quickly recovered and straddled his stomach. grabbing both his wrists and using her amazeing strength to force down his arms onto the ground above his head, while at th same time smothering him slightly with her chest.
"dont suppose you give up do you?" she panted, the exertion of holding his arms down getting to her slighty
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 8:06 am
From here.. Quint's tone was muffled, but not enough to drown him out, Can't say that I want to. One thing though.. It was now that Quint bucked wildly with his hips. Yuriko, even with her current mounted position, didn't have her legs locked on his chest, which would have kept him from getting anything done. Since this was the case, he continued his chaotic struggle, first up with his chest, then trying to roll by using his legs to get started. If successful, Quint would back away, but his arms he noticed would be tough to pry away, Yuriko had quite the grip. As his efforts payed off, the two now both on their sides, Don't worry about separate limbs once you have the dominate position. It's hard for someone to defend themselves from there, let alone attack.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 11:08 am
"i know how to fight!" she said, annoyed that Quint was patroniseing her by tell her what was what about ground fighting. this was her ring, her style of fighting. she didnt need this puny man to tell her how to do so.
still holding on to his arms, she quickly pulled her self to her feet. she then leaned and fell back hopeing to pull him up and over her in a monkey throw into the turnbuckle
((sorry havnt been round or a while, been working on studies alot sweatdrop ))
((to aonice: sorry about "godmodding." saying that, have you seen some of the charcters on this island? they're like gods in their own right...))
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 9:34 am
(( BTW Yuriko, that post is a good example of subtle godmodding. It's up to Quint whether any of your hits are made or not, and vice versa. It'd be best if you worded your post to display your intentions rather than straight up hitting him. ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 3:43 pm
((Vincent? A God? That'd be the day...))
Vincent Rohaun cocked his head to the side as he watched Yuriko's hold on Quint strengthen. He wondered what training the woman must have endured in order to aquire such physical power.
To get a better view of the battle, Mr. Rohaun decended down a set of stairs that were behind him.
The young headed down to the final level of the stadium. He wanted to have a close up look of the fight. He was no longer interested in himself fighting, but he did enjoy a good match. But that is only if the fight was regulated so nothing too gory or obseen happened.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 1:50 pm
((Talking about Roan? Sure, she's a goddess, close as you can get without the 'living above and on the clouds' part, but have you seen her OC profile? She could write a book with all the stuff she's done..
Godmodding however isn't something I take with strife. It just opens the gates to doing whatever you feel like. Some people don't like it, but I like to feel forced into a defensive situation. Brings out the best.
Though, before I reply, (since this in itself is a post..) what the hell is a Monkey Throw? I searched google, youtube, and Wikipedia and got jack..))
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:24 am
((i believe its like the vortex throw from shemmue, where the performer rolls backwards onto the floor while pushing their opponent over them with their feet))
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