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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 2:42 am
Blackscar_swiss Fenrir Graveheart blackscar: I see a lot of skill usage which is nice but no understanding of the styles' weaknesses. oh really?...what is the styles weakness? you may be right in saying that I don't understand it. if its range I definitely explained that, but your dis approval tells me its not that...I don't really see much weakness in other submissions...what is the weakness? seeing as the goal is for me to understand it I don't see why you won't be able to inform me....because all I see as a weakness is its need for close range, which I explained. confused (not directly of course ) Well look at the skills. Notice anything missing? The Hell's Grasp style is almost all striking offensive attacks. It lacks defense. Try to incorporate that in.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:35 am
Fenrir Graveheart Blackscar_swiss Fenrir Graveheart blackscar: I see a lot of skill usage which is nice but no understanding of the styles' weaknesses. oh really?...what is the styles weakness? you may be right in saying that I don't understand it. if its range I definitely explained that, but your dis approval tells me its not that...I don't really see much weakness in other submissions...what is the weakness? seeing as the goal is for me to understand it I don't see why you won't be able to inform me....because all I see as a weakness is its need for close range, which I explained. confused (not directly of course ) Well look at the skills. Notice anything missing? The Hell's Grasp style is almost all striking offensive attacks. It lacks defense. Try to incorporate that in. no defensive skill isn't a real weakness for me, that was explained in the rp, how she used the skill to destroy the boulder...the best defence is a good offence :3 ...but If you want me to incorporate a failer on my rpc part, it still can be done...
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:41 am
blackscar: As long as you're aware I guess it doesn't matter. Approved.
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:49 am
Fenrir Graveheart blackscar: As long as you're aware I guess it doesn't matter. Approved. Yeah! thank you! I really didn't want to edit, cuz I'm on the wii and its annoying to edit post larger then a pargraph biggrin
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 11:47 am
Rpc Name: Amelie Anastasie
Level: 1
Style applied for: Lunar Dance
What you know about the style: This style uses ki to harness extra combat ability and energy attacks. When injected with Gene-X, the user feels attached to the moon, especially the light bouncing off of it. The results of using this Ki makes the power's light bright like the moonlight. For a hidden reason, the Ki can turn black or white and it sparkles. Occasionally it can be used for a weapon, mainly a scythe, which is best suited for the style. But mostly the person would use hand to hand combat.
Rp Sample:
Amelie looked at her opponent with pure hatred. She was determining what to use for this battle, till she finally chose to use just her hands. The guy was smiling, "Laissez le combat pour la grande fille de petits garçons. Vous dearie devrait être de retour dans la cuisine ou le nettoyage de votre maison et la cuisine, pas de combats." Amelie ran at the guy and delivered the blows to him, but he was able to parry all of her attacks and use them against her, till she was knocked on to her back and out of breath. She closed her eyes to think of something to use and when she opened them, she saw the moon was out in the sky, a full moon. This gave her hope. As she opened her eyes she felt herself grow stronger, due to the light of the moon. She whispered to herself, "Lune-mère Oh, merci de m'avoir accordé le pouvoir de vaincre mes ennemis devant moi afin que je puisse être capable d'envoyer son âme droit en enfer."
Amelie felt the power reside in her, feeling stronger than she had before she got up and faced Jean-Claude, the enemy she was fighting. A bright light surrounding her she said to the guy, "J'ai peut-être une fille, mais au moins les gens peuvent voir que d'une petite fille vient de battre le cul-de-chaussée de la faire vous être humilié devant tout le monde." She smirked at him. Jean-Claude backed off scared of what he is seeing in front of him. As he should be.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 3:30 pm
Rpc Name: Blood Vladimir
Level: 1
Style applied for: Bloody Razor
What you know about the style: It is a style that lets the user manipulate his own blood at will at increasing amounts and degrees as the user progresses in strength. Only his own blood can be used because it is filled with his essence and at the same time no one can manipulate his blood. The user will also weaken as he loses blood. He'll lose a rank of power after 1 pint at stage 3 and bellow and will pass out after 4 and 1/3 pints. At the final stage of the style the RPC will exhibit vampiric characteristics such as regeneration upon drinking the blood of others. He will also be vulerable to the weaknesses of vampires as he goes into the final stage of the style but will lose these weaknesses upon getting the final stage.
Rp Sample:
Blood, who had just recently acquired his main style, decided to learn it in an open field so as not to mess anything up. He first looked at an anatomy of a human body to learn where to cut himself. He did so on his forearm and he let the blood trickle down for him to use.At first he suppressed his blood back into his would out of meaningless worry but soon he started using a few more sophisticated techniques. He first made a tiny blade with which he could possibly injure someone, but that was not likely. He then condensed the blood which flowed to his hands like ball and fired it. It was quite blunt and would not have killed someone.
He continued to learn the style over a few months. He was at that point able to use the style efficiently in combat. He made blades out of his bloody that were potentially lethal. He made barbs that could injure someone when they attacked him. Heck, he even made blood armor for himself. As he used his skills, both ki and blood were draining out of his body. Soon, he had lost a significant amount of blood so he decided to stop training for the day. He had lost 3 pints of blood and was now incredibly weak. He felt ready to keel over at any point. He went back to the dorms to rest and recover.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:12 pm
Rpc Name: Fang (In creation)
Level: 1
Style applied for: Stolen sands
The style requires sands to power it. It also requires the user to have a dark heart, and the training requires the user to wallow in their own misery. With this style, you can crush things into sand and manipulate them into weapons and other objects. In the beginning stages of training it is required to turn things to sand often, otherwise the Gene will take effect over your body and turn it into sand.
Rp Sample: Fang smiled crudely at the man standing across from him. This was his opponent in the arena today? The man looked like he could barely lift a pencil, let alone take on Fang. Fang put his hand on a nearby boulder and the boulder instantly desintegrated into black sand. "If you insist on fighting me, your experience won't be a pleasant one, my friend." The man said in his thick Russian accent with a low chuckle. As soon as he said that, the other man stomped onto the ground. Fang instinctively jumped to the right, and an instant later a column of bright blue flame jetted from the ground where he was. Fang smiled, as he could tell he would have fun with this fighter. He willed some sand to form into daggers, and the newly formed sand daggers launched forward at his target. The target made fireballs, and shot them at Fang, and the projectiles from both fighters met in midair and exploded. The sands retreated through the air to Fang, joining the rest of the tiny black particles. The Russian man chuckled, deciding to kickstart the fight.
An Instant after the particles met in midair, Fang shot numerous sand particles in the air, willing them to whip around randomly. the result was a wicked sanstorm, through only which Fang himself could see. He knew he could kill his opponent easily right now if he so chose to, but decided there would be no fun in that, and the crowd wouldn't be very pleased. So the man began to toy with his target. Every now and then he would form daggers that would shoot through the sand and nick his opponent, causing small scrapes and abbrasions. His opponent would send a blast of fire at the direction the daggers came from, but he never hit Fang. Where are you?! Fight like a man!" His opponent was shouting, hints of desperation and fear in his voice. Fang laughed occasionally, and his opponent would send blasts of fire in the direction of the chuckles, still missing the Russian man. He then decided to let the sand clear. As soon as the sand cleared Fang sent a spear of condensed sand at his opponent. His opponent attempted to counteract the spear with a blast of fire, which was a big mistake. All that did was Turn the spear into a spear of glass, which impaled his opponent in the chest. Fang then made another spear of sand and jumped high into the air, thrusting the spear while he was in midair through his opponents neck. He let go of the spear and his opponent fell to the floor, dead. The man left the arena, deciding he had had enough of it for the day.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 3:33 pm
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 7:46 pm
Rpc Name: Haruko Takizawa
Level: 1
Style applied for: 5 Deadly Venoms
What you know about the style: well, there are these venoms...um, there's like...5 of them, and they're deadly.
Rp Sample:
It was a cold, dark day. The wind blew a soft breeze through the pier. As the sun was setting, 2 people stood on the edge of the dock, gazing out at the horizon. "Fenny, may I skip the applications? You know I'm good for it," a small British girl with creepily large anime eyes asked. "Lol no, " Replied the man, cloaked in mystery. A blinding furry shot through the girl, and just as soon as Fenrir replied, he would feel a flurry of several intoxicating blows. The first strike was a fanged strike, aimed at his chest. A powerful toxin was sent through his body, disrupting his ki flow, and stunning him. The next hit would be from the tips of a flattened hand, which would pierce his chest and send a terrible burning sensation through his body. As the hooded man knelt crippled, the girl gazed down at him one last time. She jumped into the air and did a spinning kick so strong, it sent him back in time. Then there was cake. The end.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 9:30 pm
snuff: What about the weaknesses of the style huh? WHY does everybody forget the weaknesses!? gonk
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 9:37 pm
Fenrir Graveheart snuff: What about the weaknesses of the style huh? WHY does everybody forget the weaknesses!? gonk um...the thing didn't go into detail on the weaknesses.... The only weaknesses I could find were waiting 4 days to use the damn thing
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 6:27 am
Snuff that Muffin Fenrir Graveheart snuff: What about the weaknesses of the style huh? WHY does everybody forget the weaknesses!? gonk um...the thing didn't go into detail on the weaknesses.... The only weaknesses I could find were waiting 4 days to use the damn thing There are a couple...the requirement for an antidote for the training, the requirement for direct skin contact for the poisons to work which makes the user very weak at middle-long range combat, ect.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 3:02 pm
Fenrir Graveheart Snuff that Muffin Fenrir Graveheart snuff: What about the weaknesses of the style huh? WHY does everybody forget the weaknesses!? gonk um...the thing didn't go into detail on the weaknesses.... The only weaknesses I could find were waiting 4 days to use the damn thing There are a couple...the requirement for an antidote for the training, the requirement for direct skin contact for the poisons to work which makes the user very weak at middle-long range combat, ect. right, there are those, i'm not making an RP sample for a training thingy Skin contact I could have put in, and mid to long ranged combat....aren't all of the fighting styles a bit bad at long ranged? this is a up close fighting guild after all.... and do yo know how hard it is to write a 10 sentence sample showing all that? It'd be freaking huge, and I'm not making a multi-paragraph sample for something everyone has access too....Putting in weaknesses, strengths, and having a decent flowing story are near impossible to do in 10 sentences! You're low standards are too high!
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 6:07 pm
Rpc Name: Jenna Starkovich
Level: 1
Style applied for: Kinetic Weapons
What you know about the style: Users can use their Ki to form weapons of energies. The weapons can be close combat to range. Also the user is able to infuse ki into existing weapons to strengthen them. At the highest stage the user is able to utilize their dreamscape and an Ultima weapon to fight their opponents. The Ki weapons cannot exist for long once they leave the hands of the user.
Rp Sample:
Jen weaved through the trees of a small forested area of the jungle. She had just acquired up to the second stage of her style and decided to practice combining the abilities with her archery abilities. With a swipe across her finger nails her ki grew over and hardened into sharp points on each finger ( Kinetic Nails ). With a leap she dug the kinetic nails into the trunk and utilized them to swiftly climb into the cover of the tree in its branches.
Getting herself situated she dispersed the nails to summon up a kinetic bow. Jen created a single arrow and readied to draw the string taunt at the sight of a target. Finally a dear scampered into sight and without a second thought she drew back then let the ki arrows fly. It landed dead in the doe's throat, remained for a second, then disappeared as the creature collapsed to the forest floor. Taking a quick moment to breath she was on the search for another target. This time forming up three arrows she loosed them watched as the landed in a perfect vertical line into a tree trunk across the way only to disappear seconds later.
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Fist of the Bro Star Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 6:25 pm
snuff: Its a 10 sentence minimum snuff. Minimum!
dandii: Approved
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