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Post by Liamane on Mar 18, 2008 19:14:55 GMT -6
Dashing off, Roxas' ear picked up the sound of the town's clock ring out and chime four times, signaling that the Struggle was about to begin. With the Gizmo Shop and a hefty amount of people in sight, there was no doubt that the brawls were to take place here. The teenager eyed a large table with a banner draping from it, and walking over to it, he inquired, "Is this where I sign up? Am I too late?"
The man, a pudgy, mustachioed fellow, offered the Nobody a nod before asking his name. Roxas was ready to go for his round of Struggling, and none other than Falkner caught up with him as he attempted to blend in with the crowd. "Rooooxas!" he exclaimed, placing a tight arm around his friend's shoulder. "Great to see ya, man! Are you ready for a good ol' time?"
Uncertain of what to think, the young man gave a shrug and a small smile. "I guess so," he responded, freeing himself from Falkner's grasp. His eyes darted about the place as the various faces of assorted people met his gaze. "There's a lotta people here, Falk'. Do you think I really have a chance?"
"A course!" his fellow classmate retorted, punching his arm. "Don't be so tense! They're a bunch of ninnies!"
Several seconds later, the man from behind the sign up table stood in front of the crowd; he cleared his throat before speaking. "We'll begin shortly," he announced; his voice boomed throughout the crowd. Everyone seemed to pay attention to the bulgy man. "For those who still wish to contend, sign up at the table on the right. The Struggle will commence in the near future!"
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Post by Beebs on Mar 18, 2008 21:12:25 GMT -6
As the crowd roared, Axel simply smirked at the sight, leaning up against a brick wall in the small district. He couldn't believe people really got so into this. As if any of these little punks entering could hold their own against the heartless, right?
"Excuse me, sir," A black-haired boy holding a clipboard said, a sunny disposition firmly staked on his face. "Will you be entering the tournament on this fine day?"
Axel merely chuckled at the thought, looking back at the boy who didn't seem to get the joke. Axel's expression flipped around to one of disbelief and he responded, "You're kidding, right? Me enter this?"
"It's wonderful activity, sir," the cheerful boy persisted, his expression never changing. "It helps our economy, promotes self defense, and even acts as a physical--"
"Alright, alright, I get it. Sheesh," Axel interrupted in an annoyed tone. The red-haired man rolled his eyes and continued, "I get that it's all fine and dandy, I'm just not up to it right now...really, it's alright. I'm fine watching from the sidelines."
The young man's expression seemed to become even more joyful, if it were even possible, and he replied, "Very good, sir, have a wonderful time at today's struggle! Excuse me, madame--" The boy's voice trailed off as he spotted his next potential victim and he quickly charged over to the young girl who appeared astonished by his offer.
Axel scratched his head in confusion. He leaned over and sighed, before shrugging it off. The man then bit his lower lip in curiosity, pondering, "Maybe I should have entered...it could be fun, after all; great turnout. Nah, I'd just wipe the floor with these brats...it wouldn't be fair. Wait, since when have I cared about fair?? Ugh...maybe it's best I just stick to my abilities of observation...as usual."
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Post by Black Angel on Mar 19, 2008 17:38:10 GMT -6
Silently waiting for the tournament to begin, Selena was sitting down in a sort of hunched position that may have been good for her wings if she had been in her Black Angel uniform. The loner took notice of the many people that have entered and didn't bother listening in to their conversations or their own thoughts. She had enjoyed the quiet and preferred not to become deaf just from the insanely loud cheers.
That is until the bulgy(fat?) man stood up from the sign up table again. "The Struggle Tournament will now begin! May the participants stand in the arena so the referree could explain the rules and what the matches are."
"So much for peace and quiet..." muttered Selena with her stuggle sword in hand as she somehow managed to walk to the arena without the crowd noticing.
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Post by Liamane on Mar 20, 2008 20:54:13 GMT -6
((OOC: God-modding much? XDD))
Stepping forth as instructed, Roxas proceeded forth to the center arena for further explanation. Unexpectedly following suit, Falkner followed close behind his friend, and to show a hint of aggression, the young man delivered another punch into the Nobody's arm. The teenager's eyes grew wide from the unexpected move of his friend, but with a smirk, Falkner retorted, "Didn't expect me fighting here, didja? I'm doing it for the heck of it, man. Tell ya what, no matter how far we get in this competition, we'll split the munny, ok? That way, it'll be a team effort."
Sporting a friendly grin, Roxas nodded in agree as he offered his fist to the young man. "Ok," he replied; Falkner's fist hit against his afterward. "You're on."
Letting out a laugh, the fellow school mate gave a parallel smile to his newfound best friend. "It's a promise," he stated, placing his other hand on his hip. "C'mon, look sharp! You're in your finest hour, my friend!" Heading over to the arena, the two teenagers were ready to be briefed for their matches.
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Post by Beebs on Mar 22, 2008 2:21:41 GMT -6
((OOC: Wouldn't exactly call it God Modding...I mean...would you? xDD It was like doing what the creator should do, so....GM Modding?  )) "Show time," Axel thought to himself, returning his attention to the center of the district's commotion. He saw the competitors begin to step forward as instructed. Each one appeared just as Axel would've imagined; none seemed to look like any kind of threat. However, the nobody noticed a blond-haired kid stepping forward that caught his eye, "Hm...where have I seen that guy before?" |
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Post by Black Angel on Mar 22, 2008 17:08:40 GMT -6
((Hey, someone had to start the tournament. And besides, I don't think anyone gave out any bios for the crowds or the budgy man! XP))
Watching the other contestants take a stand to form a circle around the ref so they could hear the rules, Selena herself was in the back and wasn't even bothering to listen. Though she did listen to the apparent 'gossip' and insults that the most reckless of the contenders would say to bring down the confidence of ones who barely had any or who they believed to be the weakest or the strongest.
She sighs as the refferee finally explained the rules, instantly silencing the chatter that was begining to give her a headache.
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Post by Beebs on Mar 25, 2008 16:27:52 GMT -6
((But stuff like that is the GM's job...and anyone can make an NPC...o_0))
"Who the heck is that?" Axel thought to himself, staring at Selena, "She seems a bit cocky...of course that could also mean she's the one person here who could handle themselves against the heartless. Still...there's something about her that doesn't feel right."
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Post by Black Angel on Apr 6, 2008 22:30:57 GMT -6
(Sorry 'bout that. Didn't know and won't happen again.)
While listening to the rules, Selena had noticed the eerie silence that had begun to take over the area and she couldn't help but shiver at a sudden chill. There is something wrong here... She kept her mind alert in case the witch decides to show up or the Heartless come to take the inhabitants hearts...This is a rather large crowd.
A train of thought seemed to be different from the others. Like picking out a needle from a pile of hay though this wasn't the case. Something about it seemed unusual that made it unique from the other minds she had 'read' and Sel can't figure out why. Trying to figure out where it came from, she glanced around the crowd to figure out whom it came from but no such luck as everyone else looked like the normal inhabitants of Traverse Town. Maybe a message would answer it...
Who are you?
(Sorry again, I thought Liamane would reply. And if you're wondering who the telepathic message was directed at, it was sent to everyone but mainly for Axel since she can't figure out it was him whose thoughts were 'unusual'.)
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Post by Liamane on Apr 7, 2008 11:26:40 GMT -6
"Huh?" Roxas questioned aloud, looking about. His eyes darted all over the place, moving from face to face amongst the crowd. He finally nudged Falkner, who stood beside him, and he began to rub the sides of his head. "What'd you say?"
Raising a brow, the teenager turned his head to his friend and offered a strange expression. "I didn't say anything," he stated, crossing his arms. "Are you feelin' alright, Roxas?"
Blinking and looking to the ground, the Nobody nodded with great uncertainty as he softly replied, "Y-yeah... I'm just fine. Nothing to worry about."
As the announcer took center stage and cleared his throat, he threw a hand in the air while his other fist tightly clenched the microphone. "Laaaadies and gentlemen!" he cried aloud, rallying everyone's attention and excitement. "Welcome to the fourth annual Traverse Town Struggle!" The crowd replied with a mixture of applause and cheers as all of the Strugglers stood before them, receiving their most generous sign of enthusiasm. Both Roxas and Falkner savored the proud moment as they smiled and waved to the people around them.
The announcer continued, his voice was still vibrant, "Both champions and underdogs alike have prepared for this moment, folks, and today, just moments away, Traverse Town's finest will prove their worth! Without further ado," the entire company joined in while they boldly shouted, "let's STRUGGLE!" The mass of people continued to shout out in eagerness while they hurled their fists into the air, and they proceeded to cheer for their favorite combatant.
"Our first match will be between last year's mighty champion, Steel the Valiant, and everyone's favorite rising small fry, Falkner!" the man announced to the audience, pointing to the select Strugglers. "Both fighters, to center stage, please! We will commence the battle right away!"
Just as before, Roxas' and Falkner's fists met as they offered a reassuring grin to one another, and the two nodded while meeting eye to eye. "Good luck, man," the Nobody wished with a smile.
"Feh, he's going down," the school student grumbled, gazing at Steel with a devious smirk upon his face. Turning to Roxas once more, he nodded again before his friend walked off to a bench in which the other Strugglers awaited their own battle. Looking to Steel, he gritted his teeth as he slowly trudged to the middle of the small arena. "Well, here goes..."
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Post by Black Angel on Apr 29, 2008 20:41:26 GMT -6
(Is there a specific posting order?)
Selena had gotten off the arena in time for the announcer to announce the first competitors; Falkner and Steel. Her silver eyes were ready to scan the battle between the apparent champion and the underdog. Perhaps one of these two would make a great Heartless...Later though, after the operation in Hallow....Radiant Garden has commenced and she stayed hidden from them for at least...a year. Maybe. If the plans don't wrong.
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Post by Liamane on Jul 25, 2008 1:07:29 GMT -6
(Nah, not at this point. XDDD)
Before Falkner, Steel stood bold, his Struggle stave clenched tightly in his hand. He was dark and brooding, standing well above the competition, and his twenty five year old physique was nothing but impressive. The crowd rallied him on, and his hand reached out to willingly receive the applause that he so adored.
"Thank you, thank you, my fans!" he exclaimed in a boom, flexing a muscle that could make a woman swoon. "Today, you'll see Steel at his finest!"
Falkner growled in retort, the crowd was soon reduced to a hush. "Are you done yet?" the teenager complained, scuffing his shoe against the platform. "You're starting to sound like a pansy, man. Shut yet mouth, and let's start this already." With Roxas inaudibly chuckling on the sideline, his class mate gripped the weapon tightly, and he spat against the ground before showing off a cocky smirk.
"Very well," Steel retorted, propping his stave against his shoulder while pointing in Falkner's direction. "You're going to wish you'd never said that, kid. No one, and I mean no one can beat me! I'm the champion!"
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Post by Liamane on Jul 25, 2008 1:08:10 GMT -6
The crowd screeched in a ravenous rally, and the announcer, prompted by the spectators and opponents, hurled a a hand into the air, shouting, "Fighters! ...Struggle!"
A gong chimed in the background, and initiating the fight, Steel rushed into the battle, and using his mass brawn, he charged forth toward Falkner. The teenager was able to parry, but against the larger man's strength, he was slightly knocked backward, and the collision parted as orbs fell up into the air.
Roxas rose to his feet, and in an attempt to motivate his friend, he cried aloud, "Let's go, Falkner! Give it all you got!"
The Struggler on stage nodded in confirmation, and as a tinge of energy surged throughout his body, the student lunged with ease toward Steel. He cried aloud, rage building within him, and swinging his weapon, he managed to get his foe on the defense. Falkner grinned and sported off his canines as he emitted a boisterous laugh.
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Post by Black Angel on Jul 26, 2008 13:25:23 GMT -6
(Ya got me, Lia.)
With slight disappointment though it didn't show, Selena silently watched the two competitors battle. It was more like brawn against speed and agility.
If this kid could use his own talents against the current champion, he could win this hands down.
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Post by Beebs on Aug 1, 2008 0:45:19 GMT -6
(OOC: Wait.... did you say Twilight Town Lia? o.o?)
Axel stood frozen, transfixed on the match. He struggled to stay focused on the moves of each fighter, but couldn't stop himself from quickly glancing over at the mysterious woman every few moments. Before he could stop himself, the Nobody thought, "I know she heard me and I'm certain that she somehow answered back. Some kind of telepathic person in Traverse Town? No, that's far too peculiar to be mere coincidence. If she heard me then, she'll hear me now... I've gotta do something-- Come on kid, teach that guy who's boss! Show him what you're made of."
Axel covertly moved into the crowd, keeping his eyes focused on the cobbled ground below with every step. He continued to blast cheering thoughts in an attempt to keep his thoughts low profile. When looking over at the large entrance of the district he immediately thought of reporting his findings to Xander, but he knew leaving in the middle of a such an event could draw unnecessary attention.
His racing mind coming to a halt, Axel made the decision to wait until the winner was declared to make his move.
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Post by Black Angel on Aug 1, 2008 16:36:57 GMT -6
The cheering thoughts could have worked if there wasn't so much tension and seriousness in them. Selena had sensed the pyro watching her for a while and had heard his thoughts before he had moved away from her. But the dark angel decided not to follow as it would seem to catch too much attention, even Maleficent would note the act and possibly interrogate her about it. She doesn't need that to happen. For now, watching the fight was all she could do until her fight is up. |
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Post by Liamane on Aug 1, 2008 18:02:55 GMT -6
((I smell a Sue. XDD))
"Yeah!" Falkner exclaimed, watching Steel assume his stance once more. "I'm on fire now!" As the champion gathered himself, he began to ferociously circle the teenager; their eyes were constantly fixed upon one another.
"You arrogant brat," the older man shot, spitting upon the ground. He snarled, and wringing the handle of his weapon, his thin eyes became wild, and without warning, his body accelerated forth as he emitted in a cry, "Get ready for this!"
Clashing staves once more, the sheer intensity became much too great for Falkner, and while giving it his all, his knees gave in and he lost balance. Unwillingly collapsing to his feet, he fell to the floor; however, he wouldn't easily concede to defeat. He scrambled to stand once more, and again, the hotheaded Steel mercilessly lunged forward. The teenager swallowed a developing lump in his throat, and quickly pushing himself off of the ground, he shoved his weapon before his body in the hopes to parry the offensive Struggler approaching.
His body stiffened and braced for impact as Steel slammed against him with brute force. Placing all of his mass into the attack, the man sneered, knowing that victory would be evident. Attempting to break free, Falkner suddenly hatched a final resort, and executing his plan, the teenager bent his knees and shrank in size. Crashing to the ground, Steel fell over the young man's body, and grunting as his body viciously hit the ground, he refused to get up.
Taking center stage, the announcer clung to Falkner's arm, and rallying the crowd, he hollered, "Laaadies and gentlemen, we have a winner!"
The audience cheered and howled in delight, and the teenager contentedly soaked up the applause. Shooting a glance to Roxas, he winked and made a peace sign with his two fingers.
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Post by Beebs on Aug 1, 2008 20:12:58 GMT -6
"Wow, that kid really does have some game," Axel thought to himself, authentically distracting his mind from the mysterious woman parallel to the stage. Following Falkner's sight, Axel's attention met with Roxas who was standing in the crowd looking back up at the victor with a smile on his face. "I wonder if he'll be any match..."
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Post by Black Angel on Aug 3, 2008 20:24:27 GMT -6
((We will not have this arguement again. Selena is not a Mary Sue.)) While the crowd was surprised that Falkner had won against their champion at the first rounds, Selena wasn't surprised at all though she was still expressionless. The apprentice seem to had known that boy would use his own abilities to his advantage in order to win the match. Selena seemed to have forgotten about Axel's thoughts of suspicion. "I wonder who will be up next...?" sighs the apprentice though her own voice was hinted with curiousity. She had been considering to lose purposely but if Maleficent were to find out about this...Selena won't be able to hear the end of the witche's rants if she was watching this from another angle or a dark corner. Selena would have to Struggle. |
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Post by Beebs on Aug 3, 2008 21:28:11 GMT -6
((Honestly, I wouldn't expect anyone to admit their character is a Sue. I'm not saying she is, but she certainly does have quite a few of the qualities. :\ Sorry))
*cracks knuckles* Here we go, new characters for me! xDD
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"Yeah!" Falkner exclaimed ecstatically, hopping down from the stage and back into the crowd; the mob persistently congratulated him with pats on the back. Pushing his way through the mass of people, the young man stopped when he reached his best friend. Wrapping an arm around the blonde boy's shoulder, Falkner took in a breath and continued, "This is what it's all about man."
"Sure it is," Roxas replied with a short laugh, unable to contain his own grin. "You did a great job man... but you're going to need a lot more than luck to me!"
"As if," Falkner jested, giving his friend a playful shove, "Just hope you'll make it past your first round. Who are you up against anyway?"
"I'm not sure," Roxas answered with a frown. "Let me check the roster."
Falkner nodded and the duo charged their way through the crowd again and stopped after reaching a desk. Where the sign-ups were once held, a large wooden board was propped up which read the names of the Struggle battle chart. Scanning the roster with his finger, Roxas made his way to the bottom row of contestants and stopped when seeing a tile with his name on it. Linked to his was a tile that read Selena.
"Hm," Falker began with a shrug, "Never heard of her."
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Post by Beebs on Aug 4, 2008 14:28:00 GMT -6
"Was this the right decision?" Axel thought to himself, glancing over at the puzzled duo by the entry desk. "It's obviously an unfair advantage; I'm sure I could take apart that kid easily. What even compelled me enter the Struggle, especially with that mysterious woman hanging around?"Turning back around to face the stage, the redheaded Nobody folded his arms across his chest. "And I'm getting the strangest feeling..."((crappppp, bad post  )))
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