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estoria2015-06-20 06:26 pm
bigbingoattack) wrote in estoria2015-06-20 06:26 pm
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[02] [Open] ♚ All Aboard the Pain Train
Who: bigbingoattack, capforthat, and YOU. Open to fighters or spectators!
When: Backdated to 1/22 (6/17)
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Immediately following this network post where Vegeta called out to fellow fighters.
Rating/Warning: Fighting, likely to contain violence, blood, and foul language
Important Note: Do not feel obligated to reply! I am more than happy to handwave any fights between characters. But if you do want to proceed, feel free to get in touch with me so we can talk things out. I am not completely familiar with all of the characters in the game and their various abilities, so I'd love to hear from you before we jump into things. You can contact me through any of these ways.
Option A. ROUND 1--FIGHT
[Vegeta was waiting.
The Saiyan was hovering above the gardens, about ten feet or so off of the ground, arms crossed over his muscled chest and his expression as stone-faced as ever. The anticipation for battle was beginning to tingle up his spine, but the man remained quiet and calm.
It wouldn't be too much longer.]
Option B. No fighting in the bleachers
[...or benches, more accurately. Bulma was seated on a bench with her hands cupped around a hot drink. Her eyes followed the fighting with keen interest, excitement even, and apparently without concern. She was confident that today's matches would be, if not fair (how could they be when a Saiyan was involved?), at least honorable.
Abruptly, she leaped to her feet and cupped a hand around her mouth to shout,] WOOHOO! GO GET'EM HONEY! KICK HIS FACE IN!!
Option C. Wildcard.
[Go nuts! If you'd like to start threads between other characters or try to brawl with some of the other fighters showing up, go for it!]
bigbingoattack, capforthat, and YOU. Open to fighters or spectators! When: Backdated to 1/22 (6/17)
Where: CERES Gardens
What: Immediately following this network post where Vegeta called out to fellow fighters.
Rating/Warning: Fighting, likely to contain violence, blood, and foul language
Important Note: Do not feel obligated to reply! I am more than happy to handwave any fights between characters. But if you do want to proceed, feel free to get in touch with me so we can talk things out. I am not completely familiar with all of the characters in the game and their various abilities, so I'd love to hear from you before we jump into things. You can contact me through any of these ways.
Option A. ROUND 1--FIGHT
[Vegeta was waiting.
The Saiyan was hovering above the gardens, about ten feet or so off of the ground, arms crossed over his muscled chest and his expression as stone-faced as ever. The anticipation for battle was beginning to tingle up his spine, but the man remained quiet and calm.
It wouldn't be too much longer.]
Option B. No fighting in the bleachers
[...or benches, more accurately. Bulma was seated on a bench with her hands cupped around a hot drink. Her eyes followed the fighting with keen interest, excitement even, and apparently without concern. She was confident that today's matches would be, if not fair (how could they be when a Saiyan was involved?), at least honorable.
Abruptly, she leaped to her feet and cupped a hand around her mouth to shout,] WOOHOO! GO GET'EM HONEY! KICK HIS FACE IN!!
Option C. Wildcard.
[Go nuts! If you'd like to start threads between other characters or try to brawl with some of the other fighters showing up, go for it!]
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While he had tried to make himself seem as inconspicuous as possible, Takeda probably still sticks out like a sore thumb considering he's in full body armor, complete with the harness system for his whips and Shirai Ryu headband. He's nothing if not prepared, one could think.
Though he really doesn't say much outside the occasional verbal recognition of someone winning or losing, it's only after a few fights that he finally takes notice of Marco.]
Just taking in the sights too?
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[He tries to give a terse grin, but it's admittedly a little harder having lost Thatch again. Just like the first time, no matter how many times since then it'd happened again. Damn it. Had he really grown up so little? Some captain he was. Just like a little kid again, wanting to lean on his father's leg, who wasn't there.]
My brother's the shark one, he'll be more into it, but I don't really fight well without good reason. [And then when he does, it's all tactics and objectives and murder and play mixed in at once. It's a headache to put into sparring with strangers.]
How about you, is that what you're here for? Sight-seeing, or a fight?
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[While Takeda was probably one of the calmer members of his group back home and tended to be much better about thinking things through when it came to a fight (most of the time, anyway), he was definitely no stranger to this sort of thing, and honestly he thought of sparring as a good exercise in thinking on his feet.]