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 Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:37 pm
[I hear ya' all, I can barely think with this myself. But, I must carry on. :Toad:]
His motions were getting rapidly quicker and quicker; wall chipping away slightly, his eyes flaring. A strange sound made him look back over at Akako - and his eyes bulged, jaw dropping slowly. There were.. two.. Akakos.
Hearing her comment, Omi nearly fell over - right hand covering his nose, as the mercenary turned to the wall quite quickly with a slightly self-peeved expression on his face. "Gah, keep your mind focused." Nearby, he could hear Akako fighting her 'clone', and his eyes tensed considerably more. Constantly reminding himself where he was, what he had to do. Become victor.
"Honestly. The cross was just your crutch; it only aided you to a certain extent, then you of ALL people destroyed it! You little fool.. Vincent must be looking down upon you with utter disgust, huh, you little b*****d child of-"" Suddenly, his fists began slamming into the wall with a disturbing combination of speed and force. Wrists tensing, then relaxing, then repeating the process - and for a moment, it was as though he'd gone berserk, before he slowed down, eyes retaining their calm again. Then, he began anew.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:45 pm
Akako stopped hearing the sound of the wall being pounded into. She turned her head then got punched in the face and she slid down the hall until her back made contact with the curved wall. "Ack.." She yelped and her eyes went full crimson. "God damn-it.." Akako forced herself up and glared hard at her shadow clone. She hadn't hit it hard enough yet to make it vanish.
Akako started to sprint towards the clone then dissapeared from speed, not from any kind of jutsu. The clone whipped around as Akako appeared smirking and a kunai in her hand. Akako thrust it forward and with a 'pop' the clone dissapeared. Akako placed her kunai back in the pocket and walked over to where she dropped her cloth. Her hand grabbed hold of it as she knelt down and she replaced it back over her face.
Her eyes landed back on Omi and she walked over to him and her hand moved infront of the wall he had been punching. The next time he would punch she would catch his hand. "Omi.. let's run." She said in a calm voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:52 pm
Hearing the odd 'pop', Omi knew Akako had defeated her odd sort of clone. However, his fists continued slamming into the wall - the knuckles nice and blood red. Something unexpected occured, however. Akako's hand placed itself in front of the wall.
Stopping his left fist a relative inch from her hand, the mercenary turned to her - a bit of sweat formed about him, but his breathing normal - and nodded once. "Surely. Circle, down the halls - or around the stadium itself?"
Bending over, Omi grasped his gauntlets - and quickly began to slip his hands through them, fingers coming out the tips. As he tightened them, both his hands then went down to his dark boots, and began to undo them. It wasn't too long, until both were undone - and his feet slowly withdrew from them. Oddly, the boots stayed rigid during this process, not moving in the slightest.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:59 pm
She eyed his hands before he pulling the gauntlets back on. Hmm.. it didn't phase him. Interesting. A smirk formed under her cloth and she spoke again hearing his question. "Around the stadium.. I think fresh air would do us both some good.. " Her eyes changed back to the normal crimson and gold then closed. She turned around her hand withdrawing back to her side.
Akako had already started down the hall to the entrance so she could run. Her hands were stuffed back into her pockets and she had this layed back look to her again. Beneath the cloth her lip was bleeding as was the inside of her mouth. The hit caused the inside of her cheek to get cut up by her teeth.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:06 pm
"Ah, very well." Shifting the forefront of his body weight onto the upper section of his feet, Omi reared forward.. then took off. His feet carried him across the flooring with an unnatural speed; he had already caught up to Akako, turning to her with a grin.
His hair whistled about, quite wild and enveloped with the wind of him thrusting across the area; his hands lazily laying back behind him as both feet tore across the flooring with ease. And as he tore out past the entrance, out to the lovely, grassy exterior of the stadium - his feet were already singing across the dew-soaked grass blades.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:19 pm
[A battle between titans.] The stolen Enforcer-Class Time-Space Shuttle, Discovery, crashes nose-first into the arena. The speed at which it was traveling, around Mach 12, causes a crater about 50 feet in diameter to appear suddenly, and a wave of sound, debris, wind and dust spread out from the area of impact.
The reinforced metal plating had managed to keep the ship intact, and whoever was driving it was obviously still alive, muffled groans could be heard coming from the ship's cockpit.
Of course, no one knew it was stolen yet. Nobody would know until it was reported stolen about 275 years from present. You see, the machine has the unique capability to rip apart the threads of time and space, allowing for almost instant travel to anywhere. This is how it came from 275 years from now, to know, in a freak accident that would almost assuredly end up in a fight of some sort, for the ship carried a warrior.
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But I'm ahead of myself. Or behind. Or something. Back (or forth?), 275 years from now, humanity had discovered time travel, a much-sought-after prize. Following this discovery was the instant boom in space technology, and humanity began to spread throughout the universe. One of the planets discovered was Marinas IV, a planet covered in swamps and lowlands with rainforests at the poles.
To the humans, everything there was oversized, including the native species of humanoids. Standing at about 10 feet tall on average, these huge, muscular species dwarfed the explorers. But the humans found these creatures to be friendly, a good people. Although the species call themselves the "Yyysir'kii," the humans have named them "Behemians" for their size.
One Behemian took a certain intrest in technology, a warrior, he befreinded the humans, and they nicknamed him "Zeus." But suddenly, he stole the ship, traveling back in time to find a warrior suitable for him to fight.
And here he is...
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The behemoth climbed out of the wreckage, throwing twisted, two-ton metal doors aside as if they were paper. Whereas in humans, where the legs make up roughly 1/2 to 2/3 of the body's height, his legs were short, making up about a fifth of his height. They were huge and muscled, just like the rest of him. HIs blue-green skin was visible through the chainmail he was wearing on his torso, and intelligent blue eyes looked out of his relatively small face. Gills were visible on his neck, but it was clear he had lungs as well, he was having no trouble breathing.
But many onlookers didn't notice that. They saw only the six foot long silver sword in his hand, and the shield, massive enough to be the side of a car in his left hand.
With a growl, he yelled "Cziri!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 2:56 pm
Akako smirked under her cloth and licked the blood off of her lips. Alright.. She then started to run. It wasn't as fast as earlier, but caught up with ease her legs moving at the same speed Omi's were. Her left hit ground when his right foot came in contact with it. Her eyes glanced over at him then looked foward again. "It's nice out..." She spoke, but didn't really hear what she had said. Her eyes focused on the path that lay infront of her.
Her arms were both bent and at her side. Akako clutched her fists and tightened her stomach so it pressed towards the spin. She kept her back straight and had a very proud look about her. If she wanted to run her fastest her body would have been bent lower and would have had a lazy look about it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:09 pm
[I'll be gone for a little while; back in a bit!]
Watching Akako catch up, blinking once, another smirk rose across his lips. "Hn.. let's see who wins this silent race, ah?" With that, he dashed quicker; front of his feet pounding along the grass with a fury, arms lain back in the air. His speed was.. odd.
Hearing her words just barely, he nodded in reply. "Surely is." And to be truthful, it was. The grass was nice and crisp; the sky, clear. Weather comfortable. Not a bad place - though it made him wonder whether more ill-fated weather would effect future matches.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:16 pm
Typhoon_Omi [I'll be gone for a little while; back in a bit!]
Watching Akako catch up, blinking once, another smirk rose across his lips. "Hn.. let's see who wins this silent race, ah?" With that, he dashed quicker; front of his feet pounding along the grass with a fury, arms lain back in the air. His speed was.. odd.
Hearing her words just barely, he nodded in reply. "Surely is." And to be truthful, it was. The grass was nice and crisp; the sky, clear. Weather comfortable. Not a bad place - though it made him wonder whether more ill-fated weather would effect future matches. Akako saw that he speed up and her tense arms slacked a bit. Her stance shifted and her upper body dropped slightly. She picked up the pace and easily caught up again.
She seemed to be barely even pushing herself. She then picked it up a little more so she was barely infront of Omi. She didn't mean to get ahead of him, it just happened. She wasn't used to running at this speed. If she ran she was usually invisable to others. That's when her kitsune side helped her out alot. The speed and endurance came from her soft loving side.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:39 pm
A dust storm wirled around Seth and noticed that the fighter is missing. Seth walked to the stands while recovering. The storm had faded away. He walks to the stands and moved to see if there is any other fights going on.
In another world there is a blank room that is white. "The fight was stopped due because somewhere he died while he was here fighting Seth, and I guess he did not want to continue or I did not see the reaction." came out a voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 7:05 pm
Realizing now that he has never once stepped foot into the arena here to study his competition he decides it best to enter now of all times. He appeard as a small orb of dark red flames which hovered silently in the air. Decedding towards the arena floor. Any one of those patrons below who came close to the ball would immediely feel the extreme sensation of heat radiating from it. Coming now to be a few feet away from touching the arena floor. The energy emmiting from it enough to cause the sand below to shimmer a bit. The orb then began froming into the shape of a Kyubii this obvious because of the shaped ears and tail.
Now the young Kyubii Tankie now appearing hands slipped into the dark depths of his pants pockets. His head tilted downwards a cloud of dark gray smoke expelling from the cigarette placed inbetween his pale lips. The dark red hood covering his head cast a shadow over his face hiding his facial features. Such as the japanese symbol located just beneath his right eye. Howere the shining of the steel plated head-band could be seen due to the light shining on it. The dark red hooded cloak which was embeded with black markings and symbols draped over his form swaying freely behind him. Haand wrapped in white bandages his feet wrapped in the same material. The silver chian which dangled from his neck would jangle with each of his movements
Dark red orbs glancing around his surronding studying the patrons which occupiyed the arena as of now. Unsure if any fight was taking place at that this time. Tankie would not wish to intrude although from the look of things no two combatants seemed to be engaging in combat right now. RAising his head he turned it to have the spectator stand come into his line of veiw. Seeing a few occupiyed the seats of the stands. Now each step brought him closer to the stands. As his bandaged feet met the ground they created a muffled slapping sound. Now reaching his destination. Dark red orbs darted around once more before he found himself occuyping a once vacant chair. HIs hand lifting out the deoths of his pockets so his atms were now folded over his chest. As he continued his examiniation of those around him
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 9:20 pm
*on the far side of the arena walked a figure clade in a black GI, he watched his oppenets with intreasts* some good fighters here, this will be good, hmmmm...*the wolf ears on top of his head twitiched hearing the varios things i nthe arena *His eye squinted and his cold black nose twiched and he inhaled the air* *he taped his claws against the wall*
I recognize that scent...but the question is where he is....*he smiled* *his glowing blue eyes scaned the grounds for the Him in question*
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 11:37 pm
His breathing began to tense a little; still not excerting himself, but none the less. Omi had to admit - she was good. Extremely agile. However, with a grin, he proclaimed, "First one to the entrance buys ramen next time, ah?" Both his feet geared forward - and then, his speed took a tremendous boost. Body lurching forward with a fierce roar, upper soles fawning across the grass so quickly, it'd be arguable whether they had been there at all.
Perhaps, he was pushing too much into such an event. But as his arms fanned forward, alternating back and fourth to distribute the air flow against him properly - one couldn't deny his speed, at that time.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:35 am
Typhoon_Omi His breathing began to tense a little; still not excerting himself, but none the less. Omi had to admit - she was good. Extremely agile. However, with a grin, he proclaimed, "First one to the entrance buys ramen next time, ah?" Both his feet geared forward - and then, his speed took a tremendous boost. Body lurching forward with a fierce roar, upper soles fawning across the grass so quickly, it'd be arguable whether they had been there at all.
Perhaps, he was pushing too much into such an event. But as his arms fanned forward, alternating back and fourth to distribute the air flow against him properly - one couldn't deny his speed, at that time. Akako watched him pass and her eyes lit up. For a human.. he is really good. I'm kinda doubting he is full human.. She then picked up her pace and her body slouched even more. Her arms were tight at her side again but moved to the opposite foot.
Her feet seemed to barely touch the ground and only her toe would hit if it did. She caught up to him again with ease then sped up again. Her breathing was actually becoming slightly labored and she had to give it her all now or she would lose. Akako's body then vanished. She was still running but at an incredible speed. Her eyes caught sight of the entrance and she pushed her right foot infront of her. The left foot also shifted and as before she skidded to a halt. Her hands rested on her knees and she breathed in her nose and out her mouth trying to recover. "Damn... he's good..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:48 am
*Jigen noted the sudden movement and watched the two race, he recognized the man, however the women he'd never seen before* *he countinued to watch but moved closer to get a better look at them*
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