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| :)Westborn | Aug 14 2016, 10:24 PM Post #1 |
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The glass rained around him as the window shattered. It had been an easy enough job, pick up the package, deliver the package. The delivery however had been interrupted by a Hunter. The woman hadn't announced herself, but Luca recognized the feeling of their presence before he had time to even turn around and lay eyes on her. Pulling his gun, Luca had managed to put two slugs directly into her chest. In response she had hit him. It was such a weak hit, barely a graze, and still it had slapped Luca backward and through the window. Slamming into the ground in a mess of tangled limbs and fresh cuts from the window, Luca felt his breath rush out of him in a single sigh, only to return in a painful gasp a moment later. “Fuck,” Luca grumbled as he rolled onto his back, feeling the dull ache of an already forming bruise from the ground on his shoulder, and the hot lines of what felt like hundreds of cuts across his body. His chest, where the woman had struck felt like it had been nearly crushed. Staring back up at the second floor window he had come from, Luca quietly thanked whatever gods listened that the delivery hadn't been to a higher floor. “Fucking Hunters,” Luca grumbled, simple complaining all his body would allow of him for the time being as it came to terms with its new plethora of injuries. As he laid still, trying not to aggravate anything worse than it already was, he began to notice a strange sensation in his chest around the spot he had been hit. It began as an almost unnoticeable tingling, spreading outward and increasing in tensity as it went. As the feeling began to spread over his whole body, moving from simply uncomfortable to outright painful, fear began to take root in Luca. Attempting to roll over and just move, a new wave of pain took control of Luca, shadowing all his other injuries. The pain now intensified at a much more rapid rate, pulsing fire through his entire body. Holding onto his stomach and unconsciously rolling into the fetal position, Luca let out a screaming wail through gritted teeth. He no longer noticed the glass on the ground, or the possible dislocated shoulder, the fire in him was all he could see or feel. |
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Aug 14 2016, 11:21 PM Post #2 |
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Everyone's always telling you to be humble. When was the last time someone told you to be great?
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Chaos, pussy and drugs described the life style of young Kenneth. It wasn't detrimental to his health anyway, he had plenty of nen and endurance to compensate. So that's why Chance Town is the last place he would choose to show up in. A bunch of unfortunate people that made themselves happy despite their circumstances. Bathing in their mediocrity and being hard workers and stand up people. Absolutely fucking disgusting if you asked Kenneth. So of course he made sure to use the money he made from slanging Enrique's coke to buy a lot of expensive stuff and food and bring it to Chance Town. Show the 'happy' people there what they were missing. After that he planned to destroy the buildings they just renovated and then bathe in their pain. And then maybe leave the expensive stuff there and promise to help them rebuild later. Only now they wished to bring him something interesting, at least it seemed to be interesting from the outlook. He heard something violently smashing through a window, in an alley nearby. Almost as a bloodhound he let his bags drop and followed the lead, which became increasingly easier as soon two gun shots followed. When he finally hit the place of the event, all he saw was a dead woman and a barely living tanned man. Aww, he just missed the action! It looked like fun too, though Kenneth wondered how it happened here of all places. The tanned man looked like some voodoo magic was coming out of his body, though Kenneth easily recognized it. He caught a Sweet Mary. That's what they used to call it back in the days when someone forcefully opened up your nen nodes, that shit was genuinely life-threatening. Depending on how much life energy, you only have a small amount of time to learn to control your aura in Ten and not die. If nobody likes you and you don't get coached, you're a goner. This man was lucky Kenneth was here, and he knew out of experience that saving someones life is the easiest way to checking in a debt and having loyalty. And he looked like he had aura in plenty, this man had potential. He almost rivaled Kenneth's own. Kenneth could heaer him grumble something about hunters, which made Kenneth step on the woman's head as he approached the dude. "Bitch caught you with a Sweet Mary my nigga. Don't worry, we're gonna make sure you make it. You need to listen to my instructions however. That thing you see or feel leaving your body, that is your life energy. You need to learn how to control that shit and maintain it around your body or your dead. I'm here to coach you through it, my brother", Kenneth grabbed his gun from the floor. "Are you still with us?", Kenneth waited for any sign of confirmation before continuing. "Imagine you have aura around your body. Doesn't matter how you imagine it, Dragonball Z, like steam, whatever. Visualize it, feel it in your bones. Feel it everywhere. Around every body part, in every part. Now visualize containing it, surrounding your body and staying there. Not leaking anywhere, engulfing you." Edited by Ken sweatshirt, Aug 14 2016, 11:22 PM.
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| :)Westborn | Aug 15 2016, 09:10 AM Post #3 |
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Luca's whole world was pain. His flesh felt as though it were tearing from bones made of magma, his joints full of shards of glass. Nothing he had ever felt had been so all consumingly painful, no singular experience had even come close. Luca thought his very molecules were trying to pull themselves apart from each other. With a weak kick and another growling wail, Luca rolled over, still not able to fully comprehend the pain his body felt. Suddenly through the haze of pain he heard a voice. He barely understood a word that was said. It sounded like a man, it didn't matter. His words didn't make sense, though Luca only really heard a handful of them. A Sweet Mary, life energy, why was it so painful. Luca screamed as he remained huddled in a fetal position, rearing his head back and slamming it into the pavement. Through the fire on his skin Luca hardly felt the concrete, though a slight part of his brain recognized the trail of blood that began leaking from his forehead. 'Picture the energy coming out of you, and try to contain it. Luca squeezed his eyes shut as he shouted against the pain, picturing it all emanating from his body, he tried to hold it in. Another wave of pain. Luca screamed and rolled gain. Trying to quiet his mind, Luca shivered with agony as he attempted to focus on containing the fire in his veins once again. Searing agony pulled Luca from his focus, this time it hurt too much to even scream, a dull gurgle was all that came from Luca. Face down once again Luca began punching the ground. His whole world had become pain. He wanted an end to it. This was truly hell. Death was better than this existence. Again Luca tried to focus on himself, holding the life that was leaking from himself in, and again he wasn't able to hold the image. 'Calm, focus. Instead of focusing on himself in his current state, a miserable being writing in pain, Luca delved into his mind. He saw himself sitting cross legged on top of a large lake, the water around him swirling in wrathful chaos, the sky itself torn asunder. Calm, Luca imagined the waters calming, the sky repairing itself. Slowly the waves in his mind slipped from hurricane fueled swells down to choppy waters. Outside of his mind Luca was vaguely aware of the pain subsiding. It wasn't perfect, but it was manageable. Opening his eyes Luca looked up to the sky beyond the buildings flanking him. His body still shivered with the memory of the pain as he lay there. Above him Luca saw a dark skinned young man with glasses. Luca could only guess that he has the one who had given him the instructions. “The fuck is happ'nin' to me?” Luca groaned, still without the strength to do much more. |
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Aug 16 2016, 03:44 PM Post #4 |
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This man seemed like death was drawn all over his body. Not only did he doubt that he was going to make it, he also genuinely doubted if the guy even heard him. He looked like he had a lot of fun squirming and whining, he even literally hit his head while trying to act like a baby. If he was honest, it was the normal reaction during a sweet mary. How did someone that was such a bitch, have so much aura without having his nen nodes activated. From someone with that much talent, Kenneth expected way more. He contemplated repeating his words, talking him through it or leaving and going ahead to bully some civilians. He had so much potential however and he could save his life. The pain during a sweet mary, especially with malicious intent is ridiculous, Kenneth could forgive him for it. Then something miraculous happened, he started getting it. It started slow, first only a calmed facial expression. Peaceful, like an average village day. Almost meditative he would say. Then his aura started following suit, calming down and surrounding his body as in a typical Ten state. Kenneth looked over him and contemplated poking him with a stick to see if he's still with us. "Ayyyy, brother you made it.", he squatted down to get a little bit closer to him. "This might sound strange but you just unlocked the use of your life energy. Also, I just saved your life. Thought that was worth mentioning", accompanied by a cheeky grin. "Don't move too much, we have to see if there isn't a part of you.. ehm.. broken", Kenneth poked him in his shoulder. "Did that hurt? Actually, this will go faster if you just tell me where you got hit" Poking the place he got hit at to see if there was any long term harm done was the most genius idea he had since... It was the most genius idea he had, he concluded after further inquiry. "My name is Kenneth by the way. I think it would be polite to introduce ourselves. If you want to learn more about what just happened and what you can do with it, at least." Edited by Ken sweatshirt, Aug 16 2016, 03:45 PM.
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| :)Westborn | Aug 18 2016, 02:33 PM Post #5 |
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Luca remained still on his back. The coating of pain that surrounded his body a dull haze compared to what it had been just moments before. He was finally able to feel the placed he had been injured in the woman’s assault, now demanding equal attention as they they throbbed their protests from the damage done to them. “The fuck ye talkin' about life en-,” Luca's question was cut short as his apparent savior poked at his shoulder. Instinctively Luca tried to pull away, feeling a pop and grind as he did so. Definitely dislocated. “She hit me here,” Luca tapped his chest, “barely touched me. Fuckin' felt like she got me with bat.” Luce grimaced as he pulled up his shirt with his good arm, revealing a large bruise nearly centered on his chest. Dropping his arm back to the ground beside him, Luca returned to looking at the sky, trying to piece together what was going on through the fog of pain that was consuming him. “Luca.” He introduced himself in short fashion. For the first time Luca noticed the sun had shifted position, it was now at least past noon. How long had he been grappling with the draining life energy, as Kenn so readily explained it. Before pushing any further questions, Luca stepped back into his own mind, revisiting the image of himself sitting on top of the waters around him. Little had changed since he was first there. The skies in his mind had calmed to blue, spotted with fluffy clouds, while the waters remained choppy, but were a far cry from the anarchy they had represented before. “If thats 'n' offer, I'd thank ya ta know what it is that's happnin'. Never come close ta feelin' shit like that before. I had the weird feelin' that she but off befer, but that time jus' made me feel a deep scare. This fuckin' hurt like nothin' before.” Luca frowned at the thought of it. “'N' what you mean what I cen do with it? This ain't some werewolf shit is it? I'm ain't gonna be runnin' around pushin' hurt into all the folk I touch am I?” Luca misinterpreted Kenneth implying that the skill he just learned could be used as a forceful passing of the torch of the woman's ability. |
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Aug 19 2016, 02:34 AM Post #6 |
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"Damn.. She fucked you up bad, Luca." It was almost to the point where Kenneth wasn't sure if the bruise on his chest was a gothic purple maximalist tattoo. It made Kenneth cringe imagining how much pain he should feel right now, and how hard he got hit given that the bruise appeared almost immediately. To be fair though, he did get off easy for catching a Sweet Mary. Kenneth had seen people die or never walk again for getting baptized. According to Luca she only love tapped to him so hopefully, from the information Kenneth now had available to him he should be fine with some medical care. Would be very ironic now if he couldn't walk for the rest of his life. "Wow.. I just realized something bruh. You literally got beat up by a girl." Kenneth clutched his stomach and guffawed. His stomach roaring in a fast rhythm as he rolled on the floor as if he heard the joke of the century. He almost literally laughed his glutes off, he was going full internet meme. He slowly recovered his breath and with a smile on his face gazed on the Sweet Mary victim. "Well.. At least you killed her I guess. You didn't completely take a L. We'll call it a half L, why not" This man, Luca murdered a nen user, only slanging a gun and the way he referenced Hunters sang to Kenneth that it wasn't his first time. Combine that with the fact that his aura was abnormally high for someone who only opened his nen nodes and you had a magic potion blessing Kenneth with a potential great ally. A slight subtle smile skirted across his lips, how lucky he was to literally find the jackpot under a rainbow of death and hurt. For some reason, Kenneth felt that he would be incredibly important to his goal. He just had a feeling. Kenneth's face became dead serious. "Yo, tell me why you sound like the parody of every Southern accent in every movie ever" Kenneth literally had to do mental double takes to understand what he was saying. And that meant something, Kenneth prided himself in being pretty quick-witted and smooth with language. "Your accent is literally so thick I almost wanted to have sex with it" He gave an amused facial expression by his own joke before finally turning serious again. "Well my companion. You just discovered the closest thing to your childhood super powers or magic that you'll ever come. Don't worry, you're not about go full karate Touch of Death on people... Pretty sure that's overpowered and would get nerfed the fuck down." Obviously a metaphor for something that powerful being impossible in the real life... Not actually referencing something right.... "Basically, I repeat. You unlocked the use of your life energy for superhuman purposes. Your life energy was closed into your body and just slowly leaked out. You know.. Until you couldn't produce enough anymore and just fucking dropped dead" He looked around. This really wasn't the place or time to have this conversation. Especially since this guy was like, Touch of Death'd by a girl. Damn, maybe the admin really did let one slip through the cracks. "This might hurt a little fucklot but you know... I have to bring you somewhere. Especially if you want to gain use of your life energy for super cool super human purposes." Kenneth looked at him for a second. Letting him prepare before Kenneth would attempt to scoop him off the ground, with one hand because Kenneth loves to flex. Then look for his bags and make his way to somewhere safe, where he could give him some medical attention. "Had a few more simple to answer questions? Like to how she just literally one shotted you?" |
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| :)Westborn | Aug 25 2016, 04:07 PM Post #7 |
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“Ain't the first time I got my shit kicked in by a girl.” Luca was brought back to his early training days back at his home, and was forced the remember his more recent trip back to watch the behemoth of a woman that was his cousin be honored at a ceremony. Before he had left home to carve out his own free life, she had lead in many a tormenting session, leaving him bloody and battered more often than not when the pair were faced against each other. She was perhaps the biggest reason why Luca rarely underestimated anyone he faced off against. While Kenn laughed until Luca thought he might spit out a lung, Luca grunted and pushed himself to a near sitting position, before dragging himself through the shards of glass to lean against the closest wall. While normally Luca ignored questions about his accent, in his somewhat weakened state, he answered before thinking to stop himself. “I'm from here 'n' there. Picked up a bit o' speak from e'rry one I been around, 'n' I been around a fair share o' diff'rent folk.” Through the daze of pain Luca listened to Kenn talk. It was a lot to take in in the best of times. One thing he understood was that they had to go someplace safer, if for no other reason than there was a dead body not ten feet from the two of them. Waving off Kenn's attempt to pick him up, Luca instead took Kenn's hand to help him stand, then leaned heavily on the younger man as a crutch. He'd allow himself to be led anywhere, his curiosity demanding it of him. “Anyone ever tell ya, you talk too much Kenn?” For the first time Luca let himself smile some as he clung to Kenn's neck to keep himself from falling over. |
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Sep 3 2016, 08:05 AM Post #8 |
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"Sup Luca. Well lets hope you take some from my lingo as well." The big guy refused Kenneth's help. Well, maybe he was stronger than Kenneth expected, normally people were crying and screaming after catching one. He must be more enduring than previously thought. " I have never heard that I talk too much." Kenneth grinned at Luca. " Mostly because I don't hear much what other people are saying when I'm talking." So after Kenneth had retrieved his bags there were two things he could do, bring him to a hospital. Which he didn't know where it was and didn't know how to explain, or find shelter and teach the man a little something. Maybe get to know him and see where his potential comes from, other ways he could potentially be useful. He wasn't a normal man, that was much clear from the fact that he killed a nen user and it didn't seem to be his first time either. Kenneth looked into the buildings to see which one was abandoned and could suffice as their trap house. As soon as he found one he'd lead Luca in it and look to give him something to lean on, a wall would hopefully suffice. "Alright let me explore the building real quick see what we got here, I'll be back." Kenneth took his time to see what was going on and then took the form of Azali, touching his shirt with gyo in his hands to activate it. He'd show it as an example of what the newfound powers could do. Then he'd come back to Luca in his new form, making sure not to say anything and walk a little bit different. Let him get a little bit confused. |
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| :)Westborn | Sep 8 2016, 12:53 PM Post #9 |
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Luca put most of his weight on Kenn as he was lead into a nearby building. When the younger man gave him a wall to post up on and told him that he was going to scope out the building, Luca didn't think he could have protested even if he wanted to. Watching Kenn walk into the dust filled building, Luca felt his back slump against the wall, slowly sliding down the wall to a seated position as the strength went out of his legs. As Luca sat waiting for Kenneth's return he tried to reflect on what had happened, and what was happening. Supposedly, as far as he could tell, there were people out there with abilities. Not just death punches. A rogue thought floated through Luca's mind, linking the woman's death punch, to the floating horror of the airship. This was a strange world he was stepping into. Perhaps one he had been in for a long time now, and had just managed to get by through pure luck up to this point. Luca felt like he was missing something though, closing his eyes he tried to think, finding his exhaustion and pain to be strong barriers in much of his attempts. Hearing approaching footsteps echoing through the abandoned building, Luca opened his eyes. While Kenn had been helpful thus far, and Luca didn't exactly have a reason not to trust him, he had learned a long while ago not to appear weak if one could at all help it. Even in times of weakness, at least hide what fallacies you are able. “Little Bird?” Surprise was evident in Luca's voice. He made a weak attempt to stand, before settling back to a seat. “Bird, the fuck ye doin' here? Ye know Kenn? This ain't no place fer a lil' girl.” Questions and statements swirled around Luca, too many at once, too many to grasp a single one. Everything tried to blurt out of Luca's mouth at once, each successfully keeping the others from escaping. |
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Sep 18 2016, 06:19 AM Post #10 |
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"Wait what? Little bird? Fuck you talking about brother, that's Azali. You know her? That's basically my cute little side kick." It had been Kenneth's intention to leave Luca surprised but he was left with his mouth gaping instead. He completely forgot he had turned into Azali and how jarring it must have been to hear his voice from her mouth, now he wanted answers. Especially since he could hardly understand what Luca had said from how he rushed all his sentences and they intertwined. Then he realized he hadn't turned back yet and was quick to touch his shirt and retrieve his aura. He took a breath and relaxed himself again, someone knowing someone wasn't that rare, he just looked forward to pranking him with it, maybe acting like a lost school girl or something but he would probably act out of character because he didn't know in what context they met. From the nickname they must pretty close.. Weird, why hadn't she told Kenneth about him. "It's a small world. She might be a little girl but I think the people would be more endangered if she was here." He chuckled, remembering what type of savage things he had seen her do. "She also knows about nen.. Or this aura thing I'm talking about and just used. From where do you know her? Is she like family or something, sounding from the nickname" |
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