~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mira throw her broken wooden sword down onto the floor. "Forget it!" She frustratedly said, not wanting to go into detail. She look down to her split wood on the floor. "I need a knew bokken." She said to herself. "Come on. Enough training, I need my weapon." She protest to be the leader now. She already headed tours the door, exiting the room with Bash with her attacked to the 10 feet chain on their wrist.
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Level: ❶ Ki Reserve: 350 Skill used;
Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 6:43 am
Zanko Nerro The Great Flying Swordsman
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"Okay then." He replied as he was quick to follow her out before he was yanked by the chain forcely. He didn't want any of that to happen to him.
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IND✧✯✧ Dante would walk into the training room, dragon tooth still in hand. He decided if he was to get stronger, he needed to train. Only knowing how to box simply wouldn't cut it on this island. He needed to learn his main style too. [1/5]
As the young spaniard began to prepare for training, he opened up the book on the hell's grasp style. Apperantly, the first step to unlocking his style was to meditate. Understanding this, the black haired male put his book on the main style to the side. [2/5]
Dante sat down and crossed his legs in a criss cross fashion, putting his palms in his lap and closing his eyes. He then began emptying his mind of all distractions, struggling to ignore the pain from the burns on his body. Eventually, he felt his mind beginning to grow blank. [3/5]
After he felt his mind go blank, he began to search inside for his so called 'inner fire.' He searched and searched, but couldn't feel anything. He sighed, but decided that the only thing he could do would be to keep searching, and hope he eventually found it. [4/5]
Dante continued the search for the inner fire inside his spirit. Eventually, he found a strange energy sensation, different from basic ki. He snagged onto it quickly, and was enveloped by warmth. He had finally found his inner fire. [5/5 stage one of hell's grasp learned]
Main Style :: Hell's Grasp|Sub Style :: Boxing|Ki :: How much Ki ya have|Mood :: how do you feel?|Location :: Where are ya
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IND✧✯✧Dante started to work on his Fire Skills. He starts punching away at a nearby wooden post with his blue flamed fists. the flames become brighter and grow in size over his fists as he keeps punching, he could see the deep dents on the post. He punches once more for that moment and hits the post hard, the post started to smoke a little. [1/4]
The young spaniard kept punching the post and even tried chopping the post a bit hitting it over and over again. He could soon see that the smoke on the post had grown to a small flame, this was good but it wasn't finished, the stage wasn't completed, not yet. [2/4]
Dante kept punching at the post and saw that it the flame on it was gradually growing stronger and stronger with each punch to the post that he made. Kappa soon noticed that pieces of wood from the post was chipping off from it and falling to the ground, catching themselves on fire as well. [3/4]
The young man kept hitting the post with gusto and even grunted a little in fury as his hands started to bleed but then, something odd happened, as Kappa was punching the post, it began to glow a bright yellow flame and the post lit up completely on fire.[4/4] Flame Punch Learned
Dante rose up his left foot and stamp the ground with his strength and gusto put into it. He covered that shoe in a bright fire when he stomped with it, nothing happened, nothing at all.[1/4]
the young teen stomped again with his flame covered foot, he stomped hard into the ground with all of his might, the flame rose up to his leg and covered it along with his foot but nothing happened yet again. Dante was starting to get annoyed.[2/4]
Dante tried it again, he rose his foot up high and covered his foot and even his leg with a fiery blue flame, he needed to concentrate and spread out his flame throughout to destroy the mobility of his opponents, he stomped yet again and it did nothing.[3/4]
Dante tried one more time, covering his leg and foot with fire, emblazing it with a bright blue flame, he then stomps. As the teen stomps into the ground, a ring of fire surround him and spread itself out, he had moved himself away from anyone who could've gotten hurt and it seemed that he had completed the burning stamp skill, only one more left. [4/4] Burning Stamp Learned
Dante controlled the flames from his inner fire and attempted to move himself up and into the air using flames from his elbows, knees, and even the back of his ankles, when he tried to go airborn using and learning this skill, he failed and didn't move and inch into the air.[1/4]
The spanish teen aimed to the ground this time and attempted to shoot himself up into the air once again with his flames, aiming for them to shoot out from his elbows, knees, and even the back of his ankles, he was lifted off of the ground with the flames for just a quick second but then ended up landing again shortly after.[2/4]
He tried once again, he had gained his inner fire and had even learned good skills to use from the inner fire, he had only one more skill to learn from this stage and he was going to learn it no matter how long it took him. Dante concentrated fire to his elbow, knees, and the back of his ankles once again and shot up higher this time but not high enough for it to be considered a skill. Not yet. But he was surely close.[3/4]
Dantehad decided to try this one more time, he needed to push himself high into the air and become airborne. Dante aimed his palms directly to the ground and concentrated fire from his elbows, knees, palms, and the back of his ankles and let loose on the fire. He was pushed high into the air by this skill and was surely considered airborne after that. He used the flames to set himself back down safely. He then exited the facility, as he now knew all the skills he could learn at level one.[4/4] Torch Points Learned
Main Style :: Hell's Grasp|Sub Style :: Boxing|Ki :: How much Ki ya have|Mood :: how do you feel?|Location :: Where are ya
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Zanko entered the training facility and closed his eyes slowly. He took in a deep breath as he would appear in a small wrestling ring filled with three high ranking wrestlers. He opened his eyes and motioned for them to come at him as he had a cocky grin on his face. (1/12)
The one of the left was the first to come at Zanko as he was coming at him with a running clothesline. Zanko read about that move and it was simple but powerful, managing to duck the swinging arm. The opponent stop as Zanko jumped up and was quick to drop his first opponent back with a drop kick.(2/12)
As Zanko landed, he was quick to kip-up as he turned to see an opponent coming at him. Zanko was quick to duck underneath that man's clothesline as well but as he turned around, he was suddenly scooped up by that man. Before Zanko could counter, he was forced onto his back in the form of a body slam as the third opponent came and dropped his left leg across Zanko's neck. (3/12)
Zanko coughed heavily as he rolled away and sat up, holding his neck slight as one of the men had climbed the turnbuckles. Zanko got himself up and ran at the person, jumping up and angling a dropkick to send the person ontop of the turnbuckles off of it. Zanko smiled as he got up and turned around slowly, only to be picked up by a man's single arm and slammed onto his back. (4/12)
Zanko was on his back for the moment as a man was standing in the center, roaring to the illusion of a crowd as he grabbed Zanko and forced his head inbetween his legs. He pounded his chest a few times before lifting Zanko up to powerbomb him into the mat. Zanko was quick to awaken and hammer the guy in the head with both of his fists with a sledgehammer. (5/12)
Zanko watched as the man holding him ended up falling backwards with Zanko sitting on his chest. He began to stand up to turn, only to be speared by the guy he dropped out of the ring earlier. He was quick to try and pin Zanko, only reaching 2 before Zanko kicked out as he held his stomach slightly. (6/12)
Zanko was slowly lifted up by the man as he was soon put into a hammer and chinlock, wincing as he was almost forced to tap out. That was until one of the other guys came in and ran the guy over with a running big boot. Zanko had little time to rest as he was then forced to his knees by the guy who knocked the shadow off of Zanko. (7/12)
Light began to kick at Zanko's chest a few times as he was screaming something in a long forgotten tongue. He soon backed up before charging for a mid kick to Zanko's skull, but Zanko ducked underneath it and got Light into a roll-up pin. He pinned Light quickly for the 1,2,3 and eliminated him from the contest. (8/12)
Zanko panted heavily as he stood up and turned around slowly, to meet with Shadow's clothesline and forced onto his back. He had his eyes closed while the Shadow went for another pin, only to be knocked off by Flames. As Shadow was about to get up to try and strike Flames, he was pulled out from underneath by Zanko. (9/12)
Zanko's eyes had a strange glow to them as he turned Shadow onto his back and was quick to lock the guy's legs in the Figure-Four Leglock. As he kept Shadow there, Flames applied the Cross armbreaker to Shadow's left arm. It took only 10 mere seconds before Shadow was tapping out with his right arm before any of his limbs broke. (10/12)
Zanko stood up with Flames as Shadow had vanished from the area. They had a small stair down before nodding and turned to the crowd to rile them out quickly. It was just down to them and Zanko wanted to prove himself not a rookie before they turned around and went at eachother with a few jabs. (11/12)
Zanko and Flames elbowed eachother once at the skull, both of them backing up from the blow before charging at one another for a drop kick. They mirrored the others movements and managed to nullify the movements of the running dropkick. They fell to the ground but before Flames could react, he was kicked in the gut hard and forced into a right front facelock. He grabbed Flames's right arm and screamed into the crowd. They cheered him on as he performed a cross armbreaker to Flames' right arm, keeping him in the center of the ring as Flames began to tap out. Zanko had emerged victorious and threw his right hand up to the air in a surf-like sign as he smiled, winning the illusion match to become stage 3. (12/12: Stage 3 Wrestling unlocked.)
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn was amazed as soon as she stepped foot in the training arena. She looked around and noticed that there was another student in the room training across from her. He looked like he was training really hard. She stood where she was and watched him train. She couldn't exactly tell what he was doing, but after staying there for a while, she could really tell that this fight was something serious, and this training session meant a lot to him if winning meant living. After some time, Dawn could already tell that he won. However, Dawn paused and gasped, realizing something, "Ugh, crap! I forgot to grab a book from the library!" she cried. She then turned around and ran, hoping not to waist her whole day. Even though Dawn loved the idea of even touching a book, training meant more to to her after seeing that guy kick serious a**.
Zanko smiled as he won his match and achieved his next needed level of wrestling and felt proud of himself. He motioned for two more training dummies as a red target man and a blue target man appeared. He needed to train on higher levels before he would go on Nightmare's next mission. He still had his wrestling book to learn it even better. He decided to learn the clothesline next as he took out his book and read it over.
He slowly raised his right arm up and stretched it out before looking at it to examine the form. He moved the forearm up and down slightly before he set the book down and charged at the red dummy. As he ran at the man he managed to hit the guy at the bending point of his arms once. (1/3)
He did manage a hit, but didn't get a full effect of forcing the man onto his back. He shook his head and tried to rile himself up as he charged at him again for another one. It hit but the man only took a few steps back before back to a neutral stance.(2/3)
Zanko cursed before he ran backwards and rebounded off of the ropes. Using the rebounding method, he was running straight at the man to try another clothesline. This time he got, not only the hit, but forced the target into a flip before it landed on his back. (3/3: Rank D: Clothesline Learned.)
Zanko looked at the blue Target and ran at him quickly, grabbing a hold of his hand while pushing his shoulder to Blue's shoulder. He pushed him back into the ropes before whipping the man across the ring. Zanko read about the move he was planning to perform as he slid down while turning around as Blue jumped over him. (1/3)
Zanko got back up as Blue got to the other side of the ropes before rebounding off of them. He slid onto his abdomen while turning to the side again to force Blue to jump over him again. Zanko got back up as Blue rebounded off of the ropes once more for the second time, coming at Zanko full force. (2/3)
Zanko moved his arms into a power slam position, to quickly scoop up Blue. It was a bit tough due to the weight shift, but Zanko kept him up as best as he could, closing his eyes tightly. It was a pain to keep the guy up but soon Zanko screamed out, in both pain and adrenaline, before slamming Blue straight onto his back. Zanko panted heavily as he fell back, exhausted at the sudden work of the attack. (3/3: Rank D: Body Slam learned.)
Zanko rolled backwards and out of the ring before it vanished, standing in an empty Training Facility. He closed his eyes as he opened up the book to read about summoning a Wrestling Ring. Zanko closed his eyes tightly as he felt the wind around him beginning to change. (1/5)
Zanko kept the wind around him constant as he was draining a bit more of his Ki. As the flow of the wind began to shift back and forth, it started to create a light tornado around him. Zanko felt a bit of a wind cut across his face, but he sustained it as he tried to increase the speed of the air. (2/5)
Zanko started to breathe heavily as he was exhausted from the fight to learn stage three. The tornado ended up dispersing while blowing Zanko back towards the doors slightly. He didn't want to give up as he forced himself to his feet and closed his eyes slightly, summoning up the wind once more. (3/5)
Zanko kept the wind going as the tornado formed back around him, a bit faster this time. Zanko kept his breathing normal as he slowly moved his hands out with the book in hand. Zanko began to slowly spread his arms out as he felt the floor rumbling slightly as the tornado got wider in it's smallest radius. (4/5)
"Come forth!" Zanko yelled as he felt himself slowly being lifted into the air as a wrestling ring was slowly rising up with Zanko on it. He kept the tornado outwards before he brought his hands to his chest and thrusted them out to his sides. The tornado dispersed as he succeeded in summoning a wrestling ring to it's fullest. (5/5: Area Rank C: Ring Creation Learned.)
Zanko fell to his knees, panting heavily before he looked up from the data formed Ring. "J-Just a bit more...." He whispered as he began to concentrate his ki to slowly form a chain link. It was getting harder to keep it up, but he pushed himself to the limit in a match, he can push himself in training as steel chains began to form. As he did so he was trying to form a frame for a single side of the wall as he continued to make more. A single frame was formed as Zanko was breathing very heavily, trying to keep himself stable. He felt a bit of a health urge but managed to finish one complete side as he attached it to one side of the ring Apron. (2/7)
Zanko was almost close to passing out due to over-exhaustion, but he wanted this skill mastered before he would pass out. He forced more and more of his ki into concentrated forms as he continued to form chain links and the next frame. It was almost done as he was able to form another chained form of a wall. He slowly set it down onto the apron, trying to fuse it to the apron and the other Cage wall. He breathed heavily to try and keep his heart rate calm as he managed to get it to the apron. Slowly it began to being fused to the side of the other cage walll. (4/7)
Zanko managed to find it easier to make the next steel links and and steel frame. He managed to form them both slowly to get the next wall all set to be placed onto the apron. He was forcing a small chant to keep his spirits up as he slowly got the frame summoned up and set onto the apron. He began to use his ki to melt the bottom part of the wall to try and attach it to the apron side. Once it was fused to the apron he began to work on the left side of it to fuse it to the other door-free wall. Once it was fused, all Zanko had left to do was to make the final wall with the chain door. (6/7)
Zanko was able to make 3/4ths of the steel cage itself and began to work on the last wall. It was finally finished as he used a bit more of his ki to create the door on the steel wall. He got it all attached and fused and finally made the ring with it's caged walls before he forced it all to vanish to revitalize some of his own energy. (7/7: Area Rank B: Cage Creation Learned.)
Zanko was so drained that he decided to depart from the training facility towards the Nurse's office to rest.
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn re-entered the training area and realized that the young boy she had seen earlier was no longer around. There were a few other students but they were far off from where she stood. She walked further into the field and looked around until the very environment around her seemly began to change. Instead of walking on a hard floor, she soon found herself walking in a grassy field. She was standing on a somewhat grassy slope and looked down at a village that seemed to be playing old folk music. Walking a little further into the village, Dawn noticed people from medieval days. She recognized it because she had read many books based on this time line. Before even entering the town, she was stopped by two other young men who wore dull armor, their faces unprotected, "Halt! Who goes there?!" the dirty blonde man spoke. She stepped back a little, "Uh, D-Dawn Winslow," she answered hesitantly. He walked closer to her and looked down at her, "I noticed thou are armed, maiden. Is thee requesting a battle?" However, before Dawn even got a chance to reply from her startled lips, the man spoke again, "Farewell, maiden; shall I say, witch!" Dawn gasped from the insult and looked at the man, "Witch?!" she questioned.
"Thine garmemts are not of this world. Prepare to proper thine demise!" He brought up his arm, revealing a sword and slashed down at her. Shrieking, Dawn dived the ground beside her and rolled out of way. Catching herself in a crouching pose, she looked up at him dash towards her with the other soldier, armed with a mace, behind him. What was going on? Why did was this man so eager to fight her? She wasn't a witch! she wasn't even from this timeline! She stood up again and was lucky to dodge every hit that was given to her. Finally, the man pushed himself forward with a tackle and pushed Dawn to the ground. She looked up in shock and finally remembered a valid point after being in such shock. Studying. This had been training all along. This was purpose she came here in the first place. She erected herself into a full stance and looked at the man in front of her with the most determined look on her face. She braced herself for a fight and brought her armed buckler to her chest.
When it came to learning her first attack, which was a shield bash. She waited for the man to charge at her, which the second soldier did. He ran to her, and yelled, swinging his mace at her. Dawn simply brought up her shield to by her face, but the swing was too overpowering. She screamed and flew to the side, rolling around in the grass quite violently. She groaned slightly and looked up to see them both chuckling at her stumble. She stood up once again, this time slightly slower. (1/3)
"I sought thine failing to surrender!" the blonde swordsman yelled from a distance. He ran to her next and slashed his sword down at her. Dawn shouted and brought up her arm again, catching the sword with her wooden buckler. She readjusted herself by pulling back her shield and letting the blade sink a little directly in the middle. She tried to push him back, but it didn't do much considering her was muscular than her. Using a bit of her strength and the impale of the sword with her shield, she yanked him down to ground. (2/3)
Dawn had an open shot, and without even thinking, Dawn brought back her shield, which was on her dominant arm. Like serving up a slap, she flung her arm with all her might, bashing the very shield in the face of the swordsman. She looked down at him fall over, noticing the blood splatter from his nostrils. Turning around, she saw the other man run towards her with his mace. Ducking from the swing that was intended to catch her face, Dawn jumped back up, using the edge of her shield to catch his, now reddened, chin, "Ugh!" she grunted loudly, bursting all her strength. As the man stumbled back, slightly stunned by her hit, Dawn ran towards him and jumped in mid-air, performing another bash to the man's face. (3/3)
Shield Bash learned. Rank D.
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Dawn||☾
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn looked down at the two men who struggled to stand up erected before her. She gave a splendid look of determination and walked off from the two knights. Eventually, the atmosphere around her began to morph once again, and she was back where she started in the training facility. She looked at the digital clock that appeared on the walls, and it was pretty late. She assumed that hallucination thing caused some side affect whereas the things that only happened in a moment happened pretty slow compared to real life. Or maybe it was just her. Dawn exhaled deeply and left to go back to the Campus. It was late, and she was wondering what there was to do. One move wasn't good enough to learn, so she'd probably come back during the morning.
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350/350● Shield ● Level 1
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Kitty walked into the training facility, his hands on the book before pacing back and forth for a bit, but soon enough; the room changed . . . of course he was in a situation that was rather strange; yet so familiar. The landscape . . the desolation. . .reminded him of the streets he called home, but slightly less gruff. But soon enough he was stopped by three men with small blades, pathetic little shits that he had no idea were part of the simulator. ”SUMBIT OR DIE!” the man shouted with a shiv pointed at him. Kitty rose an eyebrow and took a step closer ignoring the command. ”ARE YOU ******** DEAF?!” the male boomed down the all but comfortable hallway. ”I wish I was. . .But submit or die? What are you, French? Because where I'm from we don't do that s**t.” he asked with a chuckle. Well apparently that hit a nerve as he was suddenly charged by the alleged Frenchman. ’Let me do it. . .LET ME!’ Remi demanded, but Kitty remained where he was. . .what did he read. . .? Ehhh. . .He didn’t even try it instead he performed a b***h move, due to the fact the male was RIGHT in front of him, he merely moved to the side with his coat grazed. . . FIEND! Kittly looked down to the barely noticeable cut on his coat and rose an eyebrow. As this moment there shouldn’t have been an awkward silence and cease of all motion but it was. . . strange. His eyes rose upward before glancing upward with a murderous glare.
And that was the story of how Kitty lost his s**t at a simulation; losing his ******** mind because someone dare desecrate his pimp stylin’ coat, nah ********- not today. ”This ******** ******** up my coat. . .huh.” He snarled before slamming a fist into his nose and taking the knife, throwing the knife back and pummeling the man with a vengeance most foul. ”You picked the wrong ***** on the wrong day!” he declared before giving him a solid one to the jaw, the man hitting the ground. ”Which one’a ya’ll rachet hoes wanna go!?” he asked the other two. He didn’t- but he did! His first target was the man to the right that appeared to be wearing a lame a** lace front wig. But here he was being lunged at in an all but overly comical leap towards him. Kitty simply retailiaed with his hand making a gesture downward as he did with the rock that was earlier named Betsy. He smacked his a** HARD on the ground, Kitty walking forward and proceeding to’ stomp that b***h til he bleed’.
After three good stomps he was shoved up against the wall, The hoodrat being in this position many a time as he looked down at the male that held him up, a seemingly dead glare the entire time. ”Whatcha gonna do? Kill me? That’d be cute for a punk with a small d**k.” so said the underhanded a*****e as the male held him by his collar. After enough time passed, Kitty’s hand began to rise in a pinched motion, grasping the male’s cheek and continuing to pinch harder. Eventually the male pussied out and dropped him, Kitty hitting the ground. ’Kitty you should run. . .’ Suiren suggested. . . REALLY? ’FOR THE LAST TIME I’M NOT A PUNKASS’ he responded, not at all noticing the fist that went complete b***h move into his stomach. A loud exasperation of the lungs escaped Kitty, Him slumping back a bit as his eyes experienced his imminent doom, that is if he didn’t do something underhanded. You bet ya. . .he did a foot to the crotch, a hard one at that. No one said HOW you had to win the fight. . . but man code certainly did. . .but ******** that this was street code. The male hit the ground and assumed the classic ‘GAH my balls’ position. A furious foot met the man’s face. . . and what was Kitty doing after he pulled the other male out of consciousness? Jacking their virtual wallets. . .like a street hoodlum would. Slippin that s**t in his pocket, taking his book, and making his way out of the alley . . . but sadly enough, he was forced into reality. . . frowning at the thought that yes. . .those wallets weren’t real, but hell. . . they only had fifteen dollars total. ”Got these broke a** simulations.” he growled before leaving. . . in search of assistance in regards to reading English.
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Ki :: 325/350|Mood :: Agitated|Music :: Self vs. Self|With :: ???
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Dawn||☾
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn made her way into the training facility and had her training fully memorized and planned out. The only unpredictable thing would be the hallucination that the room would cause. He next attempted move to learn was feint, which was when she had to try and disarm and opponent with this crappy little buckler she had. This was going to be a tricky one, she thought to herself. Dawn closed her eyes until she could feel the environment around her morph and shift into a familiar atmosphere. She heard lockers closing and children chattering before the school bell rang. She knew that annoying sound. It was her high school she previously went to before she transferred to the academy. Dawn opened one eye as she heard the faint laughter of teenagers fade and echo.
"Not this place..." Dawn said quite disturbed. Dawn walked through the hallway until she saw someone looking into their locker. After Dawn walked slightly closer, the person slammed it shut and glared at Dawn. Dawn remembered the face from anywhere. One of her biggest high school bullies. She was such a tomboy and was on the guys baseball team. The last time Dawn had an altercation with her, Dawn was lucky enough to not get sent to the hospital. Although Dawn did give her a bloody nose, it was to throw off someone who's body was as big as bull. The bully spoke, "Hey, Bookworm. Ready to get pummeled?" she said while placing her clenched fists into her palms. Dawn already had her buckler strapped unto her forearm, ready for battle. She knew this was a test and was thankful that this weapon could do more than give a bloody nose.
The bullied revealed a bat and some baseballs after pulling them out from behind her; almost like in the cartoons. The bully quickly threw up all the baseballs in the air, and they all fell up and down one after the other. With strikes unbelievably fast, the bully hit eat ball, allowing them all to beam at Dawn with blinding speed. Surprised at first, Dawn did incredible feats by dodging the first couple of baseballs. After she found a solid footing, she brought her armed forearm back and swung it forward, allowing the baseballs to be smashed back. They missed the bully, however, and flew right past her. Without even flinching, she dove at Dawn with her bat. ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
350/350● Shield ● Level 1
Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 9:47 am
Dawn||☾
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn brought up her arm and slightly defended herself from the bat. Once the bat came in contact with her shield, it send her arm back a little, giving her an opening to get hit. In which, she did. The bat collided with her stomach, and Dawn cried and groaned in pain. She held her stomach and looked up at the bully who had the most cruelest smirk on her face. Almost blood thirsty. Sucking up the pain, Dawn stood up and braced herself once again. ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
350/350● Shield ● Level 1
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 9:25 pm
Dawn||☾
"Not hate, but love." -黒魔道師 ┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Dawn promised herself to never get bullied or picked on again, and now was the time to prove herself and possibly others who were around her and thought that she were weak. Although it was a hallucination, to Dawn, it was all very real. Dawn walked closer to the bully and sooner or later they were slowly circling each other. The bully, of course, was the first to throw the first attack. Dawn quickly ducked, dodged it, and jumped up, smacking the bully back with the shield. Dawn ran towards the bully and stopped to send her other leg flying at the stomach of the bully. The bully fell back. After the bully quickly recovered, she swung her bat, attempting to hit Dawn in the face. Dawn blocked it of course, but tried to smack it out of her grasp...It didn't work. Again, the bully swung and Dawn performed a backward handspring to evade the blunt force. (1/3)
The bully this time, was going after Dawn and she was slightly frightened, which allowed her to backup most of the time during the battle. The girl violently swung her bat once again, but at a different angle. It was much more difficult to block, but Dawn managed to half-block it. Dawn looked up again and tried to configure her movement into disarming the bully, but it didn't work. Dawn fell back once again and did a windmill kick at the bully. She roughly dodged it, and threw another baseball with all her might. Knocking Dawn in the knee caps. (2/3)
Dawn fell to her knees in pain. If it was thrown any harder, Dawn's limbs probably would've been roughly broken off. Of course she wasn't going to release tears, but she sure as hell wanted to. She wasn't going to let that stop her. Back in high school, feeling discouraged was always the thing that stopped her from doing her best. Lastly she stood up erected and confident. It was obvious that the bully wasn't agreeing with this, and attempted to attack once more. Dawn stood in her position as if her guard was at it's all time low, and performed a sudden action that allowed her to make herself block the blow. She used her buckler to block the bat and the bully began to swing repeatedly. She flapped her arm slightly allowing the baseball bat to bounce off of it, and she knocked the bully's wrist, allowing it to fall from her grip. Ultimately for her, Dawn gave once final punch to the bully, allowing her to stumble backwards just slightly. Dawn dashed towards her and did an outstanding drop kick that she couldn't even believe. The bully fell backwards again, and bounced right into an open locker. Dawn ran to the locker door, ran and smacked it with her shield, allowing it to slam shut on the bully's face. The bully eventually became weakened and dizzy and fell to her knees. She groaned and looked flushed. Dawn looked down at her, sure she had defeated her opponent and a little concerned that her adrenaline might just spike. The bully stopped breathing as heavy as she was before, and fell unconscious, face first to the ground. (3/3)
"Whoo-hoo!" Dawn cheered while jumped in the air as if she were a cheerleader. As she landed she slightly winced, still feeling some pain in her legs. She then settled down, and looked around at some of the impressed faces around her. She smiled back and decided that now would've been a good time to go back and get some rest. On top of that, she'd want to see how her roommate was probably feeling.
[Exit to School Gates]
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325/350● Shield ● Level 1
Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 6:08 pm
FENRIR
Fenrir continued his training in the room with the fourth stage of the muay thai style. He read through the book until he understood how to prepare himself for the next set of skills. Now, being an experienced student, Fenrir had put himself through various kinds of training methods. Some were stressful on the body, others on the mind, and others on his patience. This training would introduce a new kind of stress on his body. He took the time to meditate and re-purify his lightning ki before proceeding with further training.
Remi walked into the training facility and stood there it seemed to be quite the expensive place as he rested the staff against his chest and cracked open the book to begin reading he got an idea of what to do to start training.
"Sooo..." it shocked him at first but it happened his voice actually came out it he could hear himself finally "Oh my god, my voice its back!" he jumped for joy and smiled "Well time to train i guess" he said. As Remi stood there the environment shifted and moved it was Ireland the sloping hills and the lush green grass, the light blue skies all of it was Ireland."Wonder why it put me here". As he stood there projectiles started launching at him from various angles he tucked in to avoid them but remembered what the book had said about blocking and dodging. He brought up the staff in a defensive position and began to block the incoming danger.(1/4)
Remi blocked the black orbs roughly the size of baseballs as the launch towards him. He held the staff with both hands at the ends and block each one as it flew towards they came at a very fast velocity knocking him back each time he blocked one.He started to change angles as he blocked bringing the staff towards himself eachtime.(2/4)
He began to get a little fancier with his movements blocking, spinning it really reminded him of the tournaments that he attended in Ireland. After awhile the projectiles stopped coming and were replaced people who charged at him with bare fists.'Easy' he thought but this was not the case as 4 Intimidating looking men charged him knocking him off his feet with punches aimed at his torso.(3/4)
He landed on his backside he stood up and took a offensive stance he saw in the book this stance made his attack movements more fluent he was able to attack the man at various angles.As he poked forward with his staff landing hits on their torsos he picked up the speed in which he preformed these movements. He than began swinging the staff hitting the men in their heads after fending off his attackers he stopped and rested the pole on the ground before the hologram ended and the fallen men dispersed.(Stage 1 Staff done)
