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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Ishii & Maximus on February 25, 2008, 09:31:43 PM
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Allright, so basically I looked through the RP portion, and not one DOA! That's like one of my fav game/movie. so ya, try not to god mod your char, that will resault in the booting of your furry hide...
Name:
Age:
Fighting style:
Hometown:
those are really the only important things, no weapons in the accual turny, and the first post should be about how you got invited, I'll post later, but all you need to know right now is this:
Name: Kitai
Age: 17
Fighting Style: Unknown
Hometown: Unknown
don't mean to be a jerk about the unknown, but it plays a major role in the story later on, so to reveal it would be a spoiler
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YAY! First poster!  :D
Name: Dessum
Age:15 years (not my real age:P)
Fighting style: Judo and NSA (Judo=Self defence NSA= Havent you ever played any Splinter Cell games? If not= Severe stealth)
Hometown: Forest
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Name: Soul
Age: 16 (not my real age)
Fighting Style: Karate
Hometown: Japan (Edited)
( I'll just leave it like that for know )
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wow you guys like to make this mystical, I meant like, modern day towns such as tokyo an stuff, and Dessum, I said earlier that weopns were not allowed in the turny, so keep that in mind
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( Tada I edited mine, So now Im from Japan )
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roflmao im fairly certain japans a country but whatever
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Kitai sat calmly on the ledge of his hotel, overlooking the bustiling lights of Tokyo. It felt good, this was almost home. He couldn't accually go home, but this was close enough. A nock sounded against his door, and he leaned against the cool glass of the pane.
"Come on in..." He called out, standing up from his position. He streatched leisuerly as about nine tokyo police enforcers came in through the door. "Damn..." He smiled dazzingly at them "can I help you?" The chief inspector looked at him
"We have a warrent for your arrest, Kitai..." He smiled again, and put his arms out, hand facing up.
"Allright, take me if you must, but can I get dressed first? A towel isn't exactly something I want to go to prison in, If you catch my drift..." He turned and walked to his closet, this could get ugly...
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There, almost done with my "first" post
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Heh, im not Good the Places, so I'll Edit again, when i can find a good place in Japan. Also i'll add more to the first RP post, later, when my brain awakes up.
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Soul was sat just outside a small Tea shop on a bench,
She had a cup of warm tea placed beside her
as she started Tightening her boot straps and adjusting her
Her belt buckle, Also thinking of what she could do
for the rest of the day.
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Name: Elyk Kiefer
Age: 16
Fighting style: Shukokai  ( http://www.lyon-karate.com/ma_shukokai.php )
Hometown: Indianapolis, Indiana
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Elyk sat in the room of his training area. "I needs to be faster....quicker..."
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(Meh, ok, I didn't quite understand so I'll edit my first post)
*I sighed and slapped some furry credits onto the bar table and left, wrapping my coat around me,
trying my best to keep the downpour of rain of me*
*I suddnely whisk around, thinking I heard a low growl...*
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"I think I am going to head outside to walk...."
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*I suddenly notice a large black shape coming towards me...*
Grattle...*I whisper, hate drooling in my voice*
You shold have... *The black demon cat punces on me and starts to sqeeze my throagh*
Ugh..Someone! *Ngh..* Help!...
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He slowly slipped a pair of black cloth pants on, sliding the towel up and onto his head. He slowly dried his hair, using the time to analyze the situation. He walked towards the chief inspector, wrists up again.
"Common, I don't have all day!" as the chief slowly put the cuffs onto his wrists, he smiled. Twisting his wrists in opposite ways, the cuffs shot up into the air. He quickly grabs them and snapped the chief onto his bed. The others closed in on him, intent to kill. the closest one brought his baton down in a wide ark, and Kitai sidestepped to the left in a spinning motion, bringing his forearm in a sweeping motion, and catching the man's head. He fell to the ground, unconscious. Two others stepped into his place, from opposite directions. Kitai jumped over the sweeping kick meant for his legs and spun parallel to the ground, over the second one. Grabbing his arm, he threw him forward into the other man, jumping up and axe kicking them both. They crumpled and the rest of them got into a defensive position. "Ah, you're smarter then them..." He feinted forward, and there concentration broke as they all took a collective step backward. He grinned sadistically and ran forward, sliding under them at the last minute. a series of quick punches and kick later, all but one were incapacitated. He smiled mischievously at him. "I suggest you free the chief and tell Max that the next time he double crosses me, I'll kill him." He grabbed a blue tee and walked nonchalantly out of the room and hotel.
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A cookie to whoever figures which that was based on (from the movie)
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After a while Soul gets off of the bench and stretches her arms above her head.
Looking around for awhile, she still doent see much to do in this part of Japan,
She sighs heavily and thinks for a while, before picking up her jacket and heading to
one of the nearest Bus stops she can find. "Maybe I'll take a trip to Toyko"
She said to hersel as she was putting her headphones in and Checking she had enough
yen to get there.
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Ughck... *I suddenly realise my right paw is free enough to do some damage*
*With all my last force, I swing it at my arch ememies black muzzle*
*It connects with a satasfying crack, Grattle hisses and realses his grip*
Ha! That all you got? *I curse and swearat the cat, it's muzzle now beeding*
You know my frineds will be here soon *I taunted* You waont be able to take on all of us
*I grin, knowing they wont come, but pray to all the gods above the stars that he'll take my bluff*
*He hisses at me one last time, and melts away into the rest of the forest*
*I wait a few moments, then sigh in relief...*
Close one.... *I mutter*
*I rub my neck gently*
I need to get this looked at...*I think, I then walk briskly off to find a doctor...*
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The bus comes after about 20 minutes, She slips on her jacket
Before Climbing on the bus, paying and then going to sit at the back.
She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out her Ipod
and she started to shift though her songs, to see what she could
either be bothered to listen to or just anything that would pass the time.
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*After almost an hour of searching, I find a doctors place*
*The doctor is a kind hearted, gay, dalmation furry, by the name of Delius, who invites me in and asks for my name, he looks around 18, but
tells me he's in his early 20s*
So, what seems to be the problem Dessum? *His voice is pure and sweet, like nectar*
Neck *I grunt, and tilt my head back*
Ouch, *Replys Delius* That looks nasty, get into a spot of trouble?
A bit *I nodd, not wanting to tell him about my rival*
Yeah, we get quite a lot of stuff like that around here, keeps buisness going though! *He laughs jokingly*
Anyway, *he continues*, lets see the damage...
*He examines my sore for a few minutes, with multiple weird, silver insturments*
*He then stands up, smiling* Easily fixed! *He smiles, and busys himself, looking for somthing in multiple draws.
When he does, he produces what seems to be a green smeary substance*
*He rubs it onto my nek gently for me, it stings but then starts to feel a lot better*
That'll be 16 credits please *He asks polietly*
Here, *I hand him the coins* And thanks! *I call as I turn away*
No problem! *He replys*
*Gingerly swallowing, I make my way forwerd, wondering whats in store for me...*
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Kitai sat on a bench across from the hotel, laughing heartily as the police ran into the hotel. He clutched the strange projectile that had embedded it's self into the bench beside him. It was an invitation to DOA, one of the most renowned tournaments in the world. He whistled to his I-pod as he waited for the bus.
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The bus was close to some bus stop in Tokyo,
by now Soul had moved to the front of the bus
and was holding on to a Handle, Now and again the
bus would jolt a bit due to bumpy roads, which caused her
to stumble a little. She Changed song on her I-pod and
lent against the side with both paws in her pockets and
looking down to the floor.
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Kit sighed as the bus pulled up, he was getting tired of having to move all the time, but it was necessary thanks to his... profession. He sat down next to a strange girl and sighed again
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Hadn't seen or heard anyone else had come on the bus,
Because she was staring at the floor and listening to music.
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looks at the girl beside him and sees she is wearing karate gloves.
"Hey, girl... Do you practice Karate?"
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Looks at The fur beside her and takes out one of her earphones
" Me? Yeah, I do, Not Very good though, Why You Ask "
She replied before looking down at her I-pod, which had just dyed on her
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Hey li'll fella
*I spin around again*
Who said that!?
hehe, only your inevelibilty young one... *The voice is croaky* (Inevebility=The sound of your death)
What do you want? *I ask, holding back the fear in my voice*
Only your skin...
What!?
*The figure emerges, an old, but tough looking scaly dragon*
BUt...why?
Because...*The dragon licks its lips* Wolski's skins are very rare (OKOK! I know thats kindda cheesy and/or selfish but it makes it interesting!)
Well sorry, old scaly *I reply, adapting a defense positon*
*Not anougher fight...I think to myself...*
Now...*He starts to reach into his bag...*
*I spin round and and kick the dragon expertly in th face, scales come out and he spits blood*
HAH! *I cheer, not so tough are you grandpa?* (No offense to Smitty :snicker:)
*He spits as me*
So youv got some tricks up yeh' sleeve eh?
More where that came from *I growl*
Al righ' *He hisses*
But mark me' words, If I ever see ya' again, Im coming for ya' got that?
Whatever *I yawn, bearing my sharp fangs and wave him away*
*He hisses once more and sulks away*
I need to get ot of this forest.... and into civilisation *I mutter*
*I yank out my furphone and dial the closest avian worker*
Hello? *The furry birds voice is gravly*
Yeah I need a pick up from...*I explained my details, and asked to be sent to where I heard there was a running comp on; Japan*
...The nearest bus station please *I finish*
You got 2000 credits kid?
Yes, I have actually *I growl*
OK, we'll send you a flight straight away
*I sigh, and wait for my living flight to arrive, and take me to the closest bus stop in Japan so I can attend the running competition!
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"Well, I practice... a... karate of sorts... Did you get invited too?"
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Looks up from her I-pod a little confused
"Invited to what?"
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*Finally lands*
Thanks *I smile, as the avian flys back to whever her base is*
*I look around and wonder at the place, its so busy!*
*A bus arrives and I get on, telling the driver Ill pay when I get off*
*I sit down, one paw grips a handle on my right, then I notice a female furr (listening to her i-Pod) and male furr talking, I wonder
if they are going to the running comp, so I approach them caustiosly, not wanting another rehap*
Ugh...hey, Im Dessum, Im a wolski, *I smile a little* do either of know...well...Iv heard there was a big running comp here
and do either of you know where it is?
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Perks her ears and looks at the other fur
"Hey I'm Soul and I'm a...Well that's not important...Anyway Sorry I didn't Even Know there Was a running comp"
Puts her I-pod in her bag
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turns to look at the new kid
"well... It's not exaclty a running turny, but I suppose, ya I was invited too"
smiles warmly
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Perks her ears and looks at the other fur
"Hey I'm Soul and I'm a...Well that's not important...Anyway Sorry I didn't Even Know there Was a running comp"
Puts her I-pod in her bag
Nah *I sit down* Thats ok, I like running *Smiles*
Where are you headed to?
(Tsubasa: whats a Turny? oh and, I heard there was running comp, so I thought Id enter. But if theres somthing else going on, just point me in the right direction and Im sure I can conjour up a little somthing to help my fursona on his way!)
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(a turny is a tournament. And I figured you were talking about the DOA turny, its martial arts, if you didn't know)
"sounds...exciting..." He shifted in his seat to begin his daily meditation
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(Oh I see, thanks, can I still go to a running comp or shall I go to the Turny or both?)
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(well, the main point of the thread is the turny, so it's important, other than it, I don't care what your fur does, so ya, go ahead. Note: to get invited you need to prove youself (fighting) )
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Has gone confused, seeming she doesn't know
Much about any turnies, so she just takes out a
PDA from her back and flicks through some stuff
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(OK, thanks)
*I look up and spot a notice out side. It reads: "Running Competition Cancelled; Water Logged Pitch"
What? *I growl, a little louder then meaning to*
Great now Iv got nothing to look forward to...
*I look miserably out the window and wonder what to do...*
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*after taking his long walk he approches the steps to his house and noticing a object embedded in his door*
" What the....who did this! Hmmmm... a letter to DOA? Got to read this quickly..."
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*I suddenly spot a elderly furr being mugged*
Driver! *I yell* Stop!
*I leap out and my adrenelin powerd Judo and NSA kicks in, there are only 2 muggers, both wolf looking dogs*
*I spin on around, wrapping my paw around his leg, as he turns, I quickly round-house sweep his legs to roll him forward, I swiftly place my right arm in a head lock, and with the other his chin.*
*He is still moving forward, I use this momentom to snap his neck, there is a loud sickening crunch, and the Dog falls dead to the ground*
*I turn to the next one growling, but he whimpers and runns off, dropping the items he had stolen*
Nice *I think* A combination of Judo AND NSA looks good hehe.
*I turn to the elderly furr* You ok?
I...I think so....*She replied* *She then looks over at the corpse* Thank you but...I dont think you should have killed him
One way of getting rid of anger and saddness *I reply shrugging*
*I clamber back onto the bus, bribing the driver to get me the hell away from there*
*I sit back down next to the two other furrs*
Nice eh? *I ask them*
You two do anything Martial arts type?
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Name:Arus
Age:11
Fighting style: strictly hand and foot combat
Hometown: Waterweave
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i watched the battle that just went on on the ground.I also kept a close eye on the fur that helped the elderly."..hmmmm....".I hopped down onto the ground and stood at the busstop,waiting for the next load
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*I sit on the bus, not aware I am being watched...*
*The bus stops, and more furrs get on*
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"um... don't you thimk that was a bit harsh... I mean, my form is pretty powerfull, but I hold back from killing umless neccicary..."
shrugs and leans back, flipping to a different song on his I-pod, keeping an eye on the fur watching them
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*I shrug*
I dont kill often, very rarely actually,
I guess Im just having a bad day.
He was probably gona keep going anyway, I just wanted to scare the other one.
*I close my eyes, relax, and slip into deep thought...*
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gets up and goes of to the front of the bus
and looks out the front the window
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"Hmm a tournament...I dislike competitions but i feel like I need to go....better start packing"
(by the way where is the tournament being held?)
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(DOA island ofcourse, the plane leaves from mount. Fuji tomorow(in the RP) )
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"Hmmm? *glances at the information at the bottom of the letter* WHAT! The plane leaves from Mt. Fuji tomorrow! I better go now!."
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goes and sits back down and looks out the window,
wondering what the turny everyone's talking about is like
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*I spot another sign out of the bus*
Hey! *I cry, reading it quickly*
A DOA turny! Nice! *I grin*
Ill definatly see if I can go to that....
*I turn to the male fur* But I guess no killing right?
I won't but I just wanna make sure...
You know anything more about it?
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(roflmao you've obviously not played the games or watched the movie, not that it's bad or anything, but the invite's are supposed to be secret)
lays his head back as he falls into an uneasy rest
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(Oopssie)
(I haven't, so what should I do?)
*Relaxes back into deep thought...*
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*hops into the nearest bus*
"Hopefully I will get there in time...." he whispered to himself
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Actually decides to ask "What is this turny anyway?"
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i sat near the middle of the bus,looking out of the window
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Name: Michelle
Style: Do-Ken-Do and master ninjitsu
Home: Shinode Village in the mountians of Japan
got invited: didn't is looking for her sister, she knows she is somewhere at the turny
-Sits atop the bus silently, her cloak flaps in the wind along with her tail- I will find you sis *she speaks to herself*
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Name: Terry Lane
Age: 25
Fighting style: Capoeira Regional, Judo and the Five-Form Martial Arts.
Hometown: LA
Terry sighed as the bus rounded the corner. He didn't why he got picked, he only got second in the international Capoeira Regional competition, what made him so great as to pass up the champion anyway?
He leaned back against the seat, his grey-white tail spread out on the seat next to him, headphones covering his tapered ears. Except for him, the bus was empty. Latin DnB music blasted through the speakers, and Terry bobbed to the music, visualising the potential capoeira moves that he could do on each beat and sub-beat.
Finally, the bus stopped, and Terry got out. He stretched and absent-mindedly scratched his head while looking around the concourse, tail swishing in the air behind him. He found a few furries milling around and talking to each other.
Sighing again, Terry moved to one side as the bus moved off, then he set his things down, fastened inner-ear phones into his ears, and began to practice his Capoeira.
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(omg capoeira and five-form, your a madman!!!!!lol)
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(not to worry. i'm only gonna use one style per match, to my choosing. :peace:)
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(The character I'll be portraying will be somewhat based off of myself/my backyard wrestling persona. So, don't be thrown off when you see me do something unusual for my size. It's just the kind of guy I am. So, small addendum to my post.)
Name: Loco
Age: 22
Style: Pro Wrestling (Unorthodox/Powerhouse)
Hometown: Upstate New York