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| Post #1 May 29 2010, 12:54 AM | Mr Rumble |
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Death's Embrace I must not fear you. I have to stand on my feet and face you head on. Thou art the Mind-killer; the ever-present spirit who’s will ushers people to the brink. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration of one’s way of life. I will stand firm, unwavering from the winds of fate as I face my fear. When it passes like the time of night and day; I might turn my eyes to see the inner path of light. When all is said is done there will be nothing but two elements. The first element is I, as I stand alone. The second element is me embracing everything that will happen from here on. Here I remain at Death’s Embrace… - The time is… Shit; I don’t know what time it is. All I know is that I have seen the same thing since I left the small corner of nothingness they call hope. That same thing I’ve seen has been sand, air, and my own sweat. I don’t know how long it has been since I’ve been out here, it feels like it cud have been days but ideally it could have been hours or half a day or possibly a week. The pain of hunger strikes my gut as I lay here looking up… She reaches her hand up over her face as she looks over her own hand. She notices the crevices in her palm. Her and had sand covering parts of it as she shook it and turned it to reach out to the sun hovering above her. On her back she eyed the sun and just laid there. She had no meaning to get up or even try to do anything right now. Death’s Embrace is calling for her, yet does she hear it? [Some years ago] Kat you can’t possibly be considering this can you? A man beckoned out to a younger Katana who was standing at the door. She turned with tears flowing from her eyes. I have to do this Kiyou. If I don’t do this I’ll be laying around here wasting my life for the rest of my years. That may be good for you but not for me. I’m sorry Kiyou. I love you but this has to end… I’m sorry.. [Back at the Present] Katana sat up from the sand as she saw a flash of something. It was her past, about her 16th year alive back in the hometown she grew up in. It was at the beginning of her dream, or could it have been the beginning of a life-long; never-ending nightmare? Either way, She began to stand up. What would Kiyou think now if he saw her giving up. She was branded but did that mean it had to end here right now in this lonesome hole under Xia? She shook off the sand and bent down at the waist dumping sand from her head as much as possible. She flipped her head and upper body back up as rumbles around her began to be heard. She spread both feet as she moved her right leg in front of her left as she moved her right hand to grab her hilt as she waited for it to come. Seeming from the upper right direction of Katana formed a sort of ‘hump’ in the sand. It was similar to the way a shark moves through the water. A man came launching himself out towards katana with claws. He was shrouded in a cloak and had a weird device covering his head with goggles covering her eyes. She pushed out the sheath as she twisted her body to hit the man in the sternum with the but of the hilt. She quickly retracted into a spin as the man fell down an another hump appeared from her left side. She ducked the leap and spun as she brought up an elbow directly to the chin of the man was previously above her; now was falling to the ground. Three more humps appeared around her as they finally stopped and emerged from the ground. What could they be and why would they be attacking someone at random. Bandits… she spoke softly as the first two came at her and she released her blade, Iron Feng and dug it into the ground and spun tearing dirt from the ground, creating a sort of smoke screen concealing herself. The men stopped and backed up and then it was two late. From above the smokescreen came Katana landing on the first bandit’s chest with both knee’s. She had her back towards the second as she looked back and jumped, arching her back coming down with a downward slash to the man’s arm splicing some flesh, not enough to cause him to bleed to death but to incapacitate him. Most receive pain with a certain reaction and it was the results she expected. The last bandit sunk into the ground as Katana closed her eyes and held her blade counterclockwise horizontally as the bandit came with an uppercut underneath her. She batted away his hand with her own and slung him down with her hand and placed the point of ‘Feng’ at the bandit’s throat. She placed a foot on his chest as she looked to see the other men down and looked back at the one she had captive. Who sent you? She spoke firmly. Some more sane started to rise up as from her back a large bald man with a black tank top and thin cloth pants arise from the sand. I did. He sent a punch down to the dirt and she dodged it by cart wheeling to her right. Landing in a roll she rose up and placed her blade across her torso at 2 0’clock. Impressive. It’s been sumtime since we got a new face round here. You will do well… Wha… Right then chains came out the ground and locked around her body bring her arms together and knocking Feng from her grasp. She had landed right in a trap they laid for her. The man walked up next to her and touched her chin. You will be seeing me again lil lady. At that point her world went black from the head butt of a desert punk. - [TBC; #2] Edited by Mr Rumble, May 29 2010, 01:37 AM.
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| Post #2 Jun 3 2010, 02:11 AM | Mr Rumble |
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Twink….clung….Chrunge! …ugh… The soft grunt of Katana escaped her lips as she shook her head and opened her eyes. She woke to some sort of clanging and screeching sound. Her vision were out of focus at first, it soon came into clarity as she noticed there was a ‘dune bandit’ standing ahead of her behind metal bars. She then felt herself leaned forward and not even standing up. She looked down and noticed her legs hung as the tips of her toes dragged along the dirt that was under her feet. What was going on? [Imprisonment] She thought as she tried moving her right arm and felt something cold around her wrist along with a bit of restraint. Katana was being held in some sort of holding cell akin to a jail cell. She looked at the bandit in front of her as she noticed he cracked a smile. His teeth were a dingy white with rotten teeth every third tooth all over his mouth. She could have sworn she saw a fly and a stench cloud crawl out of his mouth as he smiled. It was a disgusting sight to say the least. Move to the side… A voice beckoned to the bandit in front of the bars she was behind. She looked upon his statuesque as he stopped in a leaned position. It was the bald man that knocked her out. He still had on goggles even though they were inside, strange indeed. ‘Under the circumstances, you should have killed at least 4 out of my men; instead you chose to knock them out. That right there, is the reason you are able to breath right now…’ The bar gate blocking her off from everyone else opened as the man stepped inside. He placed his hand along her chin and stood next to her as he draped his arm around her back and shoulder and pointed. What he pointed at she really didn’t notice before. There were a line of people all outside her cage. The head of the line poked out of a round dome. The dome was quite large too and a lot of noise came from this dome. That is what you’re here for. This is The Underground. In these deserts there have to be some sort of way we make money and have fun. This is that money maker and that entertainment right in front of you. A dome or coliseum where we find wandering souls and imprison them and pit them against all or anyone we choose to. So tell me, is this a lifelong engagement?’ ‘Oh… proposing already? How touching but you can get out if that’s what you mean. You just have to live through the gauntlet and win all of your matches lined up. He stands up straight and pats her on her right cheek. ‘Buck up kid… and you might wanna actually use the blade of your weapon this time. Some men won’t stop if you just hit them once…’
Edited by Mr Rumble, Jun 3 2010, 02:12 AM.
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