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 Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 3:18 am
Welcome to the Hall of Examinations. Here you can find an exam to test your newly acquired skills.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2014 6:45 am
 ☇ :ＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥxxxＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥ xxx＆＆ NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY • • IT WON｀T MATTER IF YOU ❝PRAY❞ OR ❝SIN❞xxxxxxxxxxxx﹙ ❜c a u s e x i n x t h e x e n d x i t｀ s x a l l x t h e x s a m e ﹚x❜:ＩＺＡ ＶＥＲＳＡ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Walking ever so calmly into the examinations room, she smiled a joyous smile under her mask to which her eyes mimicked as she entered. Walking into the very first room she could find she strolled right in with the happiest attitude she could muster and/or fake. "Ello!~ My name is Iza Versa and I am here for a level up test!" The words came out like thunder as she fist pumped the air, ready for her first challenge!
"Afterwards, I may need a teacher though. The training center is great and all... but I think a teacher may be able to help me work on my form." She spoke with a little less enthusiasm but had a great deal of confidence still. Nevertheless she was going to succeed and get her new teacher along with more power! So what was the idea behind doing this all? She wasn't sure. Though she did hope she was in the right place.
main: ...INNER STORM | ki: ... 350 l 350 | location: ... DORM |Theme
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2014 6:24 pm
Elita Ray woke up with a start. She sat up too quickly, making her head spin as if she had a hangover. Groaning, she put her hands against her temples, and tried to get her bearings. There was darkness all around them until the lights flickered on unexpectedly, causing her to swear and curse all kinds of profanity. Swiftly she stood up, cracking her knuckles. The teacher had gone out for a bite to eat, leaving Elita here, waiting. She wanted a challenge, she lived for them.
"Listen here punta, I ain't no goddamn teacher but I will beat that pretty masked face in."
All she needed was to win this fight and Elita could rank up.
"Are you up for it? Or are you another one of those barflies that just stands around and is looking for a bag of D, chica?"
The woman stepped forward, tan skin and dark black hair that was tied back in a too tight ponytail. She wore large hoop earrings and was chewing a large wad of gum. Tank top, booty shorts, and sneakers were the usual attire. It was her hands though that were covered in bruises and dried blood that was not her own. The two women stood at almost the same height and build, of course Elita had more junk in her trunk though.
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2014 11:09 pm
☇ :ＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥxxxＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥ xxx＆＆ NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY • • IT WON｀T MATTER IF YOU ❝PRAY❞ OR ❝SIN❞xxxxxxxxxxxx﹙ ❜c a u s e x i n x t h e x e n d x i t｀ s x a l l x t h e x s a m e ﹚x❜:ＩＺＡ ＶＥＲＳＡ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Iza simply smiled under her mask and kept a friendly face as the girl spoke such profanity. "Tell me... are there camera's in here?" She asked politely. She had no problem fighting the young one but she did realize something. If there were camera's in here then she would not be able to kill the girl. If there were no camera's in here... than she could leave the corpse for days until the teacher returned but no one would even know it was her.
"I mean. I'd be glad to fight you. Perhaps a good sweat will remove the fish smell from between your legs~" Words came out fluidly and calm with a cheerful tone on one end of them, while it was true Iza was ready for a fight she did not wish to be put on a list for killing. After all, they would already be breaking school rules by fighting here and not at the designated area. Though if there were no camera's, no one would know. If there were camera's, self defense was self defense. "Charge at me with all you've got fish girl." She smiled and rang out in a joyous voice.
main: ...INNER STORM | ki: ... 350 l 350 | location: ... DORM |Theme
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2014 5:02 am
☇ :ＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥxxxＹＯＵＲ ＤＡＹ ＷＩＬＬ ＣＯＭＥ xxx＆＆ NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY • • IT WON｀T MATTER IF YOU ❝PRAY❞ OR ❝SIN❞xxxxxxxxxxxx﹙ ❜c a u s e x i n x t h e x e n d x i t｀ s x a l l x t h e x s a m e ﹚x❜:ＩＺＡ ＶＥＲＳＡ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Theme
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 5:11 pm
 Zanko Nerro
The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko's body ached and he was currently in a no bullsh!t mood to deal with squanders. As he entered the ring, he merely yawned and soon stomped on the floor a few times. "Okay, I'm here... what the hell am I suppose to do?" He called out in a tone of annoyance.
Level: 4
Ki: 750/750
Sub Styles: Wrestling(Stage 4), Longsword(Stage 3), & Scythe(Stage 2)
Hands: Leather Gloves & Leather Shield
Weapon: Dull-Edged Longsword
Sub-Weapon: Stainless Steel Scythe
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"Home....it needs me!!!"
The High-flying fighter
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 5:46 pm
As the young man slowly enters the examination room the lights would remain dimmed as he would enter the ring to the see the light only shining on the ring it self. As he would begin to make inside you would hear the large noise of an auidance around them, like hundreds had been hiding in the dark this whole time as he had entered. The lights from above would sudden begin to span out around showing the images of people in large seating around them clapping and cheering as he would stand there. Well ******** what are you doing just standing there? The energy was amazing almost just filling anyone there with excitement why not give them a little taunt or some action pose! Do something dip s**t! And as you would do this the music would being to play out before him. Oh yes this was arena fit for the talents of the well-known wrestling fighter of ludus. But who would his opponents be for this evening? Well as this would come to everyone mind the music would being to change to something of a metal song, lots of screaming and loud hateful words spring forth around him.
Oh how this would only signal out not one but two cloaked figures before him slowly making their way out to the ring. They would raise their giant arms into flexing their muscles as they did so giving the crowd what they wanted. As they would make it out to the ring a voice would call out to Zanko. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, Tonights Level up test is brought to you by Ludus and Wulf!. I hope you all enjoy the wonderful show we have for you tonight." The lights would soon move over to Zanko with the crowd roaring with excitement as it would be all eyes on him. "In this corner, weighting who the ******** cares, and at a height of not tall enough, Our Flying Swordmans' Zankoooooooooooo" as this would ring out the crowd would give one massive roar of cheering. Soon the lights would move over to the cloaked figures and the one to the right would sudden launched into the air, and flipped on to the ring with great grace before grabbing the side of the cloak as it's partner would stand on the edge with his hand on the cloak as well. And the announcer would soon move soon speak up. "ANNNNNDDDDDDDDDDD in this corner, weighting a combine weight of snorlax and a height 6'5, the tag team duo... BRAD AND CHUCK" and as this would be said, they would throw off the cloaks to relieve their true forms. It was slightly scary in some since as the two men's get up was something out of a horror story. As Bard in the yellow would slowly make his way to edge of the ring his massive muscles would flex as he looked down at Zanko. As his eyes would stare down at him with great amounts of fury his red cheeks only meant that he would be shocked to see what he had in store as his partner to the side with his gingered hair glory slapped the pole and screamed at his team mate. The voice from above would sudden speak up again. "To advance the other must pin their foes to the ground to the count of three. If this is done you advance to level 5. So everyone lets get it on! " the sound of a bell would ring as the large beast of a man would start moving towards him with his voice ring out towards the small student. " Going crush you into dust!"
The Tag Team Wonder
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 10:56 pm
Zanko Nerro
The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko seemed less interested in the man before him and more of how the hell he got here, where his weapons and shield were, and why this turned into a scene from WWE classics. "Flying swordsman?" Zanko asked himself as he couldn't find his weapons and was stuck having to fight with his full blow wrestling style. He got lucky and had the Leather gloves on him as he seemed more disgusted by the man who appeared to be some ******** up, but ripped furry. Zanko shook his head as the bell rang, and as the man was taunting Zanko about crushing him, Zanko did not want to waste time and went straight for a clothesline, wanting to take the man down and shut him up.
Level: 4
Ki: 725/750
Sub Styles: Wrestling(Stage 4), Longsword(Stage 3), & Scythe(Stage 2)
Skills used: Clothesline: D rank
Hands: Leather Gloves & Leather Shield
Weapon: Dull-Edged Longsword
Sub-Weapon: Stainless Steel Scythe
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"Home....it needs me!!!"
The High-flying fighter
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:40 am
The tiny man would soon come flying towards him with a close-line planning on knock him straight off his feet to start of the fight, sadly for Zanko it was only this guys outfit that was the joke. As his arm would come out to strike at him the large man would have simply extend his palm stopping the strike in its track and using the momentum behind the Zanko's close-line would quickly come back with a strike from his other fist. The force behind the strike would be enough stagger the young man back, and open him for Bard had next. As soon as his fists would retract back he would lunge towards him with his fist heavy and hard planning on sending him back into the ropes. This strike was building up the momentum on his side more than anything. The crowd would cheer as the start would get under way for the young man. Skills used: Palm Block Counter, Lunging Punch The Tag Team Wonder
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:53 am
Zanko Nerro
The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko's arm was stopped almost instantly, his momentum turning him around in place into the punch. It did indeed cause Zanko to stagger backwards, but not stun him completely as he saw the man bring his fist back and begin a lunge. Zanko would easily see the attack coming from the left hand as he would quickly move out of the way to the left, dodging the powerful lunge. He soon got back to his feet and attempted to kick Brad in the gut to put him in an unbalanced state of a bent over style. If it had worked, Zanko would attempt to pull him in and attempt the Piledriver technique.
Level: 4
Ki: 675/750
Sub Styles: Wrestling(Stage 4), Longsword(Stage 3), & Scythe(Stage 2)
Skills used: Piledriver: Rank C
Hands: Leather Gloves & Leather Shield
Weapon: Dull-Edged Longsword
Sub-Weapon: Stainless Steel Scythe
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"Home....it needs me!!!"
The High-flying fighter
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 8:21 pm
The lunging punch would sudden miss the young man and soon cause the fighter to sudden gasp dramatically. Glancing towards the right side he would look towards the man beside him before Zanko would raise his leg up and steady strike towards him. The sidewards strike kick to his gut smacked into his side and a part of his gut cause him to bend over slightly. Letting out some weird grunt the man would soon feel the arms of Zanko go around his body but this was too easy. As the young man would move into position to grab hold of brad. Sudden brads hands would grab hold of Zanko's sides in respond but this time eletrical current would sudden surge through his hands stunning him if he did not escape his grasp only a moment after he grabbed him but what would not get his attention now would it. If he did not escape he would soon see that his strike would be turned against him. With his head between his legs he would grab hold of the young man and launch himself up into a tall stance launching Zanko off behind him back on to the mat . Skills: Electric Shroud | Rank C The Tag Team Wonder
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 8:46 pm
Zanko Nerro
The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko was unfortunately put through the shock test as he yelled out in pain, stunning him slightly. But he still had his hands on the weird man as he gritted his teeth and attempted to poison his body with paralysis as he was lifted up and over the man. He got the energy into the man right before he let go and landed on his back hard gritting in pain.
Level: 4
Ki: 625/750
Sub Styles: Wrestling(Stage 4), Longsword(Stage 3), & Scythe(Stage 2)
Skills used: Grip of Paralysis: Rank C
Hands: Leather Gloves & Leather Shield
Weapon: Dull-Edged Longsword
Sub-Weapon: Stainless Steel Scythe
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"Home....it needs me!!!"
The High-flying fighter
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 9:15 am
As Zanko would smack the floor the fighter would pump his fists into the air before smirking hearing the roar of the crowd. Brad had this in the bag and there was no way a punk like this was going to kick his a**. Turning around to the stunned man on the ground he would shuffle back for a moment as electrical current would build up into his right hand. It would only be a moment before he would jump back into the ropes and launch the electrical ball from his hand. As it would fly through the air the two wrestlers on the other end would roll off the ropes out the arena with a count starting be heard from the crowd. As the small orb would make contact with the ground it would explode into a blast of eletrical energy shocking anything withing a 5-meter radius. Truly this showed the power of stage two inner storm. This orb electrical energy may or may not kill Zanko if he did not react quick enough or it would surely cause him to pass out through sheer pain. But how was the young fighter going to react in time. Skills: Electro-grenade C rank The Tag Team Wonder
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 9:31 am
Zanko Nerro
The Great Flying Swordsman
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Zanko was downed, but he wasn't going to give up as he saw the weird Costume man back away with a ball of electricity. Since the man enjoyed using his electric techniques, Zanko had to make this more of a Falls count anywhere match. He placed a hand down on the ring and quickly turned the ring itself into sand, having it turn into a small pile that Zanko rolled down with. Zanko still couldn't do much and so the Grenade went off right when Zanko got off of the sand pile, his right arm getting the short end of the stick as he shouted in pain from the sudden shock to it.
Level: 4
Ki: 615/750
Sub Styles: Wrestling(Stage 4), Longsword(Stage 3), & Scythe(Stage 2)
Skills used: Desire Acquired: E rank
Hands: Leather Gloves & Leather Shield
Weapon: Dull-Edged Longsword
Sub-Weapon: Stainless Steel Scythe
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"Home....it needs me!!!"
The High-flying fighter
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2014 12:15 pm
As Brad and Chuck would move back away from the ring as it would sudden turn to each other before smirking faintly. This kid had something still up his selevee so it would not be the boring of a fight. Chuck getting on his left knee he would cup his hands together before Brad would take his foot and putting his hands. The might Chuck with his veins brusting from his skin would launch the strange Brad into the air. Launched into the Brad would sudden bring his hands together for a moment as he would soon fly over head of the sand. Pushing his hands outward he started launching orbs of electrical current out once more. There was over seven orbs launching towards and his mound of sand. It was quite interesting to see that these blasts where much less accurate than the last lob but these were more numerous and just as deadly. As the orbs would make contact Brad would seemingly come crashing down until a sudden flash of speed would be chuck sliding across a slick patch of ice catching the man. Placing him back down the two would get back to back only a few meters behind the young man with their stances ready Skills: Electro-barrage D rank and Ice Slide D rank The Tag Team Wonder
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