Room 201A - Female Dorms 2nd Floor - Trinity Soul University @Wriggle/Katrix
Well, it was official. Sarah was the only abnormal character there who was normal, or at least had a relatively carefree childhood. Christy's life was terrible, filled with hardship. Her father was an aggressive drunk while her mother was a harlot, and they blamed all their problems on the child. It wasn't right, but then again, since when did a bunch of brutes focus on the right?
"Aye, you said you were ten, I just... It's so hard to take in," Sarah mumbled as she folded her arms. "Surely you had some support. Friends, relatives...?"
Trinity Soul University: A Casual Magic RP (IC)
02/18/2014, 01:59 PM #822
TSU Training Ground
She was enjoying the way the dummies were going down, losing limbs or heads, it was.. exciting. She was slicing and impaling her blade with quick reflexes as her instinct was showing more and more.
A dummy that looked larger to her had its head ripped by the scythe as the weapon stabbed it´s forehead and was pulled with force. Suddenly the one next to her was destroyed by what looked like bullets and the wolf quickly sidestepped to evade some of the splinter
She was looking for the source of the attack and noticed a male shooting a weapon while reading a book "Careful where do you aim if you are not focusing" she warned him
(Gah.. I fell asleep >_<)
She was enjoying the way the dummies were going down, losing limbs or heads, it was.. exciting. She was slicing and impaling her blade with quick reflexes as her instinct was showing more and more.
A dummy that looked larger to her had its head ripped by the scythe as the weapon stabbed it´s forehead and was pulled with force. Suddenly the one next to her was destroyed by what looked like bullets and the wolf quickly sidestepped to evade some of the splinter
She was looking for the source of the attack and noticed a male shooting a weapon while reading a book "Careful where do you aim if you are not focusing" she warned him
(Gah.. I fell asleep >_<)
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
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02/18/2014, 08:00 PM #823
Room 201A - Female Dormitory
"I would go to my friends for support if their parents weren't hubris-filled greedy bastards." Christina said rather harshly. "And all my relatives live at least 500 miles away from where I lived."
"Anyway..."
1 Year Later
"Did you just say you wanted to join our crew?" A huge buff man in suits asked Christina. Next to him sat two girls wearing provocative clothes, clinging onto the man like a pair of cicada on a tree.
"...yes."
"Listen, kid. You barely look like you got out of elementary school. This industry is not for little girls like you. There's lots of blood and beating in this business."
"I've seen enough blood."
"All the more reason to not let you in. Don't you have parents?"
"..."
"I see. You are orphaned, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"Alright, we'll give you shelter, and see if you're worthy."
"Thank you."
"Did you know that there's a huge business of organized arena fights in the underground?" Christina went on. "Vicious place that is... two men, either bound by contract or blinded by money, duking it out in a small arena that offered no escape, no remorse, no mercy. That's where I grew up. I was observant, watching people fight, training myself; I used to do some martial arts when I was little, I did whatever I had to do to survive."
"I was put into the ring shortly after. A four-foot, 70 pounds 11 year old girl versus 6-foot-5, 220 pounds 25 year old man. What a joke, right? Well it was a joke... for the opponent. I flattened him in seconds. I guess desperation makes a fighter out of you."
"I would go to my friends for support if their parents weren't hubris-filled greedy bastards." Christina said rather harshly. "And all my relatives live at least 500 miles away from where I lived."
"Anyway..."
1 Year Later
"Did you just say you wanted to join our crew?" A huge buff man in suits asked Christina. Next to him sat two girls wearing provocative clothes, clinging onto the man like a pair of cicada on a tree.
"...yes."
"Listen, kid. You barely look like you got out of elementary school. This industry is not for little girls like you. There's lots of blood and beating in this business."
"I've seen enough blood."
"All the more reason to not let you in. Don't you have parents?"
"..."
"I see. You are orphaned, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"Alright, we'll give you shelter, and see if you're worthy."
"Thank you."
"Did you know that there's a huge business of organized arena fights in the underground?" Christina went on. "Vicious place that is... two men, either bound by contract or blinded by money, duking it out in a small arena that offered no escape, no remorse, no mercy. That's where I grew up. I was observant, watching people fight, training myself; I used to do some martial arts when I was little, I did whatever I had to do to survive."
"I was put into the ring shortly after. A four-foot, 70 pounds 11 year old girl versus 6-foot-5, 220 pounds 25 year old man. What a joke, right? Well it was a joke... for the opponent. I flattened him in seconds. I guess desperation makes a fighter out of you."
02/19/2014, 12:57 AM #824
Room 201A - Female Dorms 2nd Floor - Trinity Soul University @Wriggle/Katrix
Christy really had nobody to rely on, Sarah realized. She cast her eyes down to the ground, ashamed for even bringing up her topic. Perhaps next time she would ask with a little more sympathy, but when Christy started to talk about a fight, Sarah couldn't help herself.
"You took out a 25 year-old man who outranked you in strength, weight, and experience," Sarah said. "Forgive me for saying so, but I can't help but call that a story outta Nessie's arse. I got no doubts that you fought somethin', but you fightin' at 11 years of age after barely one year of training? No, I dinnae believe it."
Christy really had nobody to rely on, Sarah realized. She cast her eyes down to the ground, ashamed for even bringing up her topic. Perhaps next time she would ask with a little more sympathy, but when Christy started to talk about a fight, Sarah couldn't help herself.
"You took out a 25 year-old man who outranked you in strength, weight, and experience," Sarah said. "Forgive me for saying so, but I can't help but call that a story outta Nessie's arse. I got no doubts that you fought somethin', but you fightin' at 11 years of age after barely one year of training? No, I dinnae believe it."
02/19/2014, 06:40 AM #825
TSU Training Grounds - Noon
Maya continued to scan the area as she finally spotted someone. Azeruk. He was training by tossing knives at a wooden dummy, and he had a pile of blades well organized in a row on the ground nearby. Maya smiled slightly gleefully as she found someone that might be interesting. She then quickly dusted off her dress, snapped her fingers as her broom vanished. She then proceeded to walk towards Azeruk, and when she finally got up to him she spoke. "So... what's up?" She said as she leaned against one of the wooden dummies.
Maya continued to scan the area as she finally spotted someone. Azeruk. He was training by tossing knives at a wooden dummy, and he had a pile of blades well organized in a row on the ground nearby. Maya smiled slightly gleefully as she found someone that might be interesting. She then quickly dusted off her dress, snapped her fingers as her broom vanished. She then proceeded to walk towards Azeruk, and when she finally got up to him she spoke. "So... what's up?" She said as she leaned against one of the wooden dummies.
02/19/2014, 06:58 AM #826
TSU Training Grounds - Noon
As Azeruk pulled his throwing knives out of the dummy, he heard a voice right next to him.
"So... what's up?"
Azeruk turned to the woman with a calm, yet fierce gaze. For most people, it would feel as if his gaze was piercing their soul. Of course, it didn't help that the area around him seemed to be dimmer than the rest of the training grounds, as if the light around him was not as prevalent.
"I'm training.", Azeruk said in a somewhat indifferent tone as he pulled the last knife out from the dummy's forehead.
As Azeruk pulled his throwing knives out of the dummy, he heard a voice right next to him.
"So... what's up?"
Azeruk turned to the woman with a calm, yet fierce gaze. For most people, it would feel as if his gaze was piercing their soul. Of course, it didn't help that the area around him seemed to be dimmer than the rest of the training grounds, as if the light around him was not as prevalent.
"I'm training.", Azeruk said in a somewhat indifferent tone as he pulled the last knife out from the dummy's forehead.
Originally posted by S121
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02/19/2014, 07:26 AM #827
Room 201A - Female Dormitory
"Look, call it bullshit all you want, but that's what happened. My spatial manipulation helped too, of course, but when it comes down to it, I legitimately won." Christina said. "Where was I..."
"Someone died in the arena, huh?"
"Yeah. Donnivan. 22 years old, dubbed The Leech because he never lets go of you once he grabs you."
"Who killed him?"
"Christina."
"You mean that 12 year old kid?"
"Yeah. Beaten to death. That girl is feisty."
"Well you know how it goes, homes. If you murder a man, you either sign out or get out."
"Yeah. I'll have to break it to Christina myself I guess."
"Killing a man in the arena is a taboo, believe it or not." Christina said, staring at her clenched fists. "And... Well... I killed a man. Regrettably so... He did insult me and it flew me into rage mode. I used the spatial manipulation to twist him into a churro, like this."
Christina held the still uneaten apple up in the air and concentrated. The apple began shifting, the peels moving along set lines like tectonic plates, until the apple turned into a twisted red form.
"So I was kicked out of there, and I had no money left, so I decided to play the game of wandering... travelling from city to city, country to country... I reckon I'm wanted in about 10 countries by now... My affiliation as my fighter title, Sorceress, gave me a lot of trust amongst groups like KGB, Mafias, the Triad, and the Yakuzas, just naming a few. But I never stayed more than a year in one place... And just maybe, I'll meet the same fate here as well."
TSU Training Ground
The tall man looked over to Kris and courteously bowed: with his right hand arching down like he waa scooping something from the ground. He rose back up and said: "Do not worry, my fair maiden. My gun shall not hit you not other people unless I so desire to."
"Look, call it bullshit all you want, but that's what happened. My spatial manipulation helped too, of course, but when it comes down to it, I legitimately won." Christina said. "Where was I..."
"Someone died in the arena, huh?"
"Yeah. Donnivan. 22 years old, dubbed The Leech because he never lets go of you once he grabs you."
"Who killed him?"
"Christina."
"You mean that 12 year old kid?"
"Yeah. Beaten to death. That girl is feisty."
"Well you know how it goes, homes. If you murder a man, you either sign out or get out."
"Yeah. I'll have to break it to Christina myself I guess."
"Killing a man in the arena is a taboo, believe it or not." Christina said, staring at her clenched fists. "And... Well... I killed a man. Regrettably so... He did insult me and it flew me into rage mode. I used the spatial manipulation to twist him into a churro, like this."
Christina held the still uneaten apple up in the air and concentrated. The apple began shifting, the peels moving along set lines like tectonic plates, until the apple turned into a twisted red form.
"So I was kicked out of there, and I had no money left, so I decided to play the game of wandering... travelling from city to city, country to country... I reckon I'm wanted in about 10 countries by now... My affiliation as my fighter title, Sorceress, gave me a lot of trust amongst groups like KGB, Mafias, the Triad, and the Yakuzas, just naming a few. But I never stayed more than a year in one place... And just maybe, I'll meet the same fate here as well."
TSU Training Ground
The tall man looked over to Kris and courteously bowed: with his right hand arching down like he waa scooping something from the ground. He rose back up and said: "Do not worry, my fair maiden. My gun shall not hit you not other people unless I so desire to."
02/19/2014, 12:07 PM #828
tsu training ground
seeing that the man had manners, Kris decided to answer with the main coin "Why thank you sir, just a reminder that some atusents around here might react different to your abilities, it would be better that you warn before shooting to not cause some conmotion" she spoke calmy while changing her scythe for a two handed greatsword
Then the wolf noticed that the guy had some girls following his shadow "And I suggest you to put your fan club somewhere safety of here, a stray atrack may go sonewhere by accident" she warned pointing the group of females
seeing that the man had manners, Kris decided to answer with the main coin "Why thank you sir, just a reminder that some atusents around here might react different to your abilities, it would be better that you warn before shooting to not cause some conmotion" she spoke calmy while changing her scythe for a two handed greatsword
Then the wolf noticed that the guy had some girls following his shadow "And I suggest you to put your fan club somewhere safety of here, a stray atrack may go sonewhere by accident" she warned pointing the group of females
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
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02/19/2014, 09:41 PM #829
TSU Training Grounds - Noon
Azeruk's intimidating stare didn't phase her all that much. Most people would either cringe slightly, but as a witch she had suffered through far worse than a simple... fierce gaze. All she did in return was politely smiled as she snapped her fingers. Of which her broom had returned, this time floating behind her. She then proceeded to sit down on it as though her floating broom was a chair.
"Training you say? Well that's what I was doing not too long ago... tell me... what are you training for exactly?"
Last edited by SUSTIC; 02/19/2014, 09:43 PM. Azeruk's intimidating stare didn't phase her all that much. Most people would either cringe slightly, but as a witch she had suffered through far worse than a simple... fierce gaze. All she did in return was politely smiled as she snapped her fingers. Of which her broom had returned, this time floating behind her. She then proceeded to sit down on it as though her floating broom was a chair.
"Training you say? Well that's what I was doing not too long ago... tell me... what are you training for exactly?"
02/19/2014, 10:09 PM #830
TSU Training Grounds - Noon
After the last knife was dislodged from the dummy, Azeruk quietly considered the witch's question for a brief second, as if to think about why he trained. When Azeruk truly thought about it, he didn't really know why. Perhaps it was either a force of habit, or maybe an obsession. After all, it was the only thing he could remember since he woke up in the forest many years ago. After just a second, Azeruk turned his gaze back towards the witch and spoke.
"To get better.", Azeruk said to the witch in a somewhat indifferent tone of voice.
Azeruk then turned back around, walked back to his weapons, and readied his throwing knives for another round.
After the last knife was dislodged from the dummy, Azeruk quietly considered the witch's question for a brief second, as if to think about why he trained. When Azeruk truly thought about it, he didn't really know why. Perhaps it was either a force of habit, or maybe an obsession. After all, it was the only thing he could remember since he woke up in the forest many years ago. After just a second, Azeruk turned his gaze back towards the witch and spoke.
"To get better.", Azeruk said to the witch in a somewhat indifferent tone of voice.
Azeruk then turned back around, walked back to his weapons, and readied his throwing knives for another round.
Originally posted by S121
Every time I see a new post on the Forum, I feel like a little kid during Christmas, all giddy.
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