Welcome to Gaia! ::

Welcome to my training facility. This is a place for combat only. You have been hand chosen here to raise your skills in combat. With this new training, you can go back to your home town with honor. There will be no one you can't defeat. But now, you are weak. I am going to help you change that.

Head Combatant: Vathez


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Rules

-PM me your profile
-I am god of this thread so I reserve the right to change the rules
-Keep it PG...whatever the ToS says
-I don't care about violence
-There is no auto hitting
-Try to include everyone
-In your PMs, title them Combat RP
-Keep it literate. That means no ** and use "" for speaking
-You can do one liners but pleeeaaaase try not too


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Characters



Gaia name- Radrick
Name- Vathez
Gender- Male
Race- Human
Age- 19
Weapon(s)- Katana and some throwing knives
Powers- Camoflauge into surroundings, incredible speed, hardened skin
Bio- Vathez was a natural fighter. He practiced every day when he was younger. Because of his devotion to the martial arts, he wanted to pass it on. He trained himself to be a weapon specialist as well as a hand to hand fighter. He hasn't mastered them all but he is better than average at them. The only weapons he has mastered are the ones he wields. Now he operates the Kuro Raikou Combat Facility.
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Vathez walked up the stairs, inspecting the rooms to the dorms, the combat floor and the lounge on his way out of the school. He held his sheathed katana in his left hand, throwing knives equipped all around his belt. Everything looked presentable. He exited the building and climbed the ladder onto the roof and looked out into the forest. Taking out one of the throwing daggers, he balanced the tip on one of his fingers, bored already. Waiting wasn't really his strong point.