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 Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 11:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 11:42 pm
Out of Nothing...
Lights...an endless ammount of them as the world they know was shifted to a new arena where Ertai was at home with. The sky was torn by a dark blue reflection of what was known as night, small fragments of distant memories known as stars rained down from the minds of all who watch this grand display of a true fighter. The sky torn open and bandaged with the darkness of the clouds above. Through thunder and storm the water came down to cleanse the world of the toxic minds which control it. The given area would be described as a brawling circle, about six cars in a circle next to an open interstate where the cars came searing down that bitter rampart of a path. Reflections of white and red speed quickly by as the little light which was provided danced through the tears which came falling from grace.
At one side stood the man which chose to fight here. His left arm tied behind his back by a tight wrapping of ductape. His right arm, cut from the light was exposed as his build chest was splashed with water and hatred.
Extending his right hand forward as he would stand up straight he would smirk. Bending his index finger in such a formal taunting way as he stepped around the circle of head lights. The leather of his combat boots and belt shimmered softly in the light as a truck just sped by quickly, and with it came a wave of cold water. Like blades, it ran down Ertai's back and soon fabricated a reflection upon the black stone below his feet.
His bangs hang down as a grin etches across his face. His empty ice blue eyes soon will reflect the ending of such a man who would dare fight him...
So it would begin, out of nothing...
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 11:46 pm
Ushida stood across from his enemy. Wearing a pair of shorts, beneither it, his everyday aurahaulkon jump suit. The legs stopped at the end of the shorts which were about knee lenght. He wore a right over left short sleeved haori, which on the back bore the symbol of the shogitai, and ushida's martial disapline. Wearing a pair of shoes, and a pair of steel plated fingerless leather gloves, he smiled.
Ushida's eyes where blue also, and they showed his childish and impulsive exterior. Cracking his knuckles he sprang up and down in place before assuming position.
Turning side ways. his right side to Ertai, he had his right arm out level with his shoulder, and his arm bent horizontal at a 90 degree angle. his left arm, was at about a 170 degree angel with his fingers curled and his palm open, his elbow outwards.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 11:55 pm
[ Kumo, I will finish what I started tomorrow if you desire. A bit of advice you can ask anyone. If your going to post like that, even with weapons. You will die when fighting me, even if I do have one hand behind my back and you do have two blades. Good night.]
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 11:56 pm
Ertai Vexic
[ Kumo, I will finish what I started tomorrow if you desire. A bit of advice you can ask anyone. If your going to post like that, even with weapons. You will die when fighting me, even if I do have one hand behind my back and you do have two blades. Good night.]
[you will finish now, or forfit the match, those are the rules of mortal combat.]
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 12:02 am
[its 2:02 am my time, you got 18 mins to deside or you have lost by default.]
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 12:32 am
In a horrable twist of fate controled by the elder gods that inacted mortal combat and Ertai's refusal to fallow the rules, a speeding driver lost control of his car, and slammed into the brawling area, running over Ertai. Afraid of being reported to the police and going to jail, the man punched the gas and peeled out over Ertai, the tires spinning over his body till his innerds were scattered about. once the car got traction it took off down the road. Walking up to Ertai's body ushida picked out two nice looking virtabry which he would later bolt together to use as a pencil holder. Walking away into the night ushida sighed.
[that was fun]
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 3:10 am
Get. Out. You EVER give him permission to post here again and I'll kick your ******** a**. He is not welcome here and this thread will now be locked. If you create another one it'll be deleted flat out and if he posts in it, he'll be banned.
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