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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 6 2010, 08:31 PM (1,408 Views) | |
| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 6 2010, 08:31 PM Post #1 |
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So this was it, Wild Wild West, the possible hideout of that man he was now chasing for a few weeks. The bounty poster he picked didn't said anything about his guy but the information he gathered around the pubs and common civilians led him to this place in the West. At this time and after putting so much effort on it, he just hoped they were right about it, this was really important to Ezekiel. So what was so special about this guy anyway? Certainly wasn't the laughable bounty he had on his head, just 100,000 beli so, what drove the young monk to this land without thinking twice? Oddly, it was because of his face. No, he wasn't pretty and no, Ezekiel wasn't attracted to men, the thing was, his face was familiar to him and not for the best reasons. While searching through the bounty posters, he came across this man's portrait and quickly recognized him from a place, a place he tried to forget long ago but that never succeeded. He was a man from his past, the dark and bloody past that made him choose the life he had now, this man, James Noodstuck, was responsible for the path he now walked as he was one of the men that broke into the monastery 4 years ago and murdered all his brothers, leaving him to live with those horrible memories and with a oath, to revenge them all which he was determined to accomplish. So, this man was of extreme importance to him. This single person was possibly the key to the current location of all the people who broke into the sacred house in the past. Since it was his mission to get rid of all of them, he needed to get clue and luckily, he spotted the poster right on time after several months of nothingness. he was now on the right path to fulfill his mission. But this would be easy, once he got the precise location of James, he had to make him talk, somehow. It was obvious, at least to him, that he wouldn't speak freely about it so, he might had to rough him up a bit that was the tricky part. Ezekiel was a monk, almost born and raised, not a fighter yet, he trained hard during the last years to get some skills but that was it, he had no true experience how it was to really fight someone. Added to that was the moral part. As a religious man he wasn't fond of violence and to have to beat someone just to take some information from that individual wasn't quite the way he acted. Desperate times require desperate measures tough... With was still with these thought in mind that he reached the local bar, a place called Mucho Guapo. As always, he would be forced to enter the disgusting place that was a bar, just to get some minor information about this James Noodstuck if, he was lucky. Walking slowly thought the swinging doors, he penetrated the dark room only to find it filled with drunks and prostitutes. Without giving them much attention, he headed straight to the counter, taking one of the seats in front of it. tapping the wooden structure, he drawn the attention of the bartender who quickly headed his way. "What can i get you, stranger?" Such approach made him feel a bit discomfort but he could only guess that they didn't like foreign people in that bar. Anyway, he wasn't the type of person that liked to get into trouble and so, he grabbed his weapon wrapped around cloth, rested it over the counter and then, ignoring the rude introduction of the bartender, asked for a glass of water. The man took a minute to realize that Ezekiel wasn't joking and after mumbling something, probably an insult, he grabbed a glass, filled it with water and laid it in front of the bounty hunter. Feeling that now he was in a better position to make question since he ordered something, the young monk proceeded to a more "personal" chat. "Thank you, kind man. Now, could you help me out with some information about a criminal who appears to be hiding in the area? I'm a bounty hunter and i'm looking for this man, James Noodstuck." Bounty Hunter!?!? The words echoed inside the heads of the present costumers. As expected, Ezekiel spoke too loud and in the wrong place, he was no bounty hunter after all, he was just a simple monk trying to get some revenge on a bunch of pirates. Startled by those dangerous words, a bunch of pirates got up and unsheathed their swords, preparing themselves for the hunter who probably wanted to take on them, considering that every single one of them was wanted by the marines. The rest tried to do something but they were either too drunk to stand or too drunk to even keep their eyes open. Oblivious to all this was still the monk, who wait patiently for a reply from the bartender who now looked perplex at him, probably considering the possibly of that man being a total nutcase. "So...Can you tell me the whereabouts of this man or not , Sir.?" |
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| C0nMoney | Feb 12 2010, 07:33 PM Post #2 |
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"Thank you, kind man. Now, could you help me out with some information about a criminal who appears to be hiding in the area? I'm a bounty hunter and i'm looking for this man, James Noodstuck." Gabe thought for just a moment his ears had deceived him, Was the man stupid? He slid his top hat backward from over his eyes as he'd been feigning sleep attempting to get any information from this pirate haven. Sizing up all the opponents who stood to oppose the monk he devised he'd have to stand and help him or leave shortly cause they'd be looking at him funny next. Not being a reckless man or even enjoying fighting that much, he stood to avoid suspicion and pulled free his daggers. He'd wait just a few moments to see how this would unfold. Edited by C0nMoney, Feb 12 2010, 07:35 PM.
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 13 2010, 08:03 AM Post #3 |
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The bartender took some time to answer Ezekiel's question, how could be one so damn idiot? It was a joke of some sort for sure. Still, by the look of his costumers faces, the joke was going to turn into a wild fight and this stranger was going to get beaten. "You should leave while you can. This isn't a place for people like you, stranger." With that said, the bartender exited the counter at increased pace, he obviously didn't want to be caught in the middle of the hurricane that was about to hit his bar. Chances were, he would lose his property or at least, end up with some heavy damage on it. The young monk found the answer a bit odd but assumed he just didn't want to talk, yet, when he saw the man exiting the bar, he wondered what was going on. Why would he leave his own bar? That's when he noticed that everyone on the room was standing and wielding a weapon. The reason behind this? He had no clue, maybe is was some sort of ritual around these parts and judging the way people were starting at him, he imagined that it was pretty important. "Oh, i get it...Sorry, i didn't know.." Reaching out for the piece of cloth which was wrapped around his weapon, he unveiled the yue ya chan and bringing it over his head, showed it to everyone, making them know he was now in accordance to this supposed ritual. The reaction that followed however, wasn't what he expected. The whole room roared in unison and without a warning, charged at Ezekiel who was completely confused now, as he was sure he did things right. Caught of guard, he was brought down by a large man that with sheer force, made him pass through the counter and hit violently the shelves filled with booze behind it, soaking him in rum and whiskey. |
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| C0nMoney | Feb 13 2010, 12:58 PM Post #4 |
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Gabe seeing the first attacker go through the bar decided he'd first take out a man he'd noticed on the bounty board, Bruce the Blob 75,000 beli. Bruce's rotund back turned to Gabe he advanced jumping into the air, "Angry Bite." he said lodging his daggers in Bruce's back. However this was a mistake as the 400 pound man not only didn't die he roared causing a share of the combatants to take notice of Gabe hanging from behind Bruce's neck. Bruce began to flail about taking out a non so innocent onlooking pirate with a simple whack of his arm the thickness of 4 clubs. Gabe panicked his legs swinging about he had to do something, Just then he was clobbered from behind causing him to loose grip on one of his daggers. "Uhhhhhh!" He exhaled deeply while keeping hold of one of his daggers within Bruce's back. He noticed air as rushing past him as Bruce careened backwards and then into a table dead. A muffled voice might be heard, "Fuck." He was pinned between a crushed table and Bruce's corpse, he was also sure Bruce's death had bruised his ribs. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 14 2010, 09:15 AM Post #5 |
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The unexpected attack from a large guy who supposedly should be on the pirate's side caused some confusion within the minds of those who were present. Soon, others began to take on their nearest opponent and, few minutes after, the whole bar was fighting for no reason. Ezekiel attacker however, was focused on him and was now preparing himself to a second wave. Recovering from the last blow, the monk quickly rolled to the side, avoiding being rammed by the huge guy who was trying to kill him, making the pirate crash with his head against the wall and fall unconscious on the ground. Now that this little problem had been resolved, he could finally get up and leave that weird bar. With the help of both hands, he got up and looked at the chaos that the bar was now turned into. Tables were sent flying, bottles filled with booze being thrown even pirates were sent flying, either through the windows or right through the wooden walls of the building. It was a total mess. With a sigh, he prayed to God for help, help to send these men into the right path and stop with such acts of violence. He also prayed for forgiveness as he was, apparently, the instigator of all this. After calmly finish all his prayers, he gave a better look to his tunic which was soaked in rum and other alcoholic drinks, originating a very disturbing smell. He hated the smell of booze but now, had to bear it because he didn't had an extra pair of clothes. Still, he tried to dry it a bit by twisting it around, which made some of the rum exude. Now that he was a bit drier, he searched for his yue ya chan that had fell off from his hand after being rammed by the large guy. After some search, he finally caught a glimpse of it, it had been throw off to the other side of the room, close to a fallen table and a couple of unconscious guys. Not wanting to be part of the ongoing fight, he simple walked to his goal, avoiding the flying pirates, weapons and other stuff that crossed his path.Soon, he was able to get to where his weapon was, though, once he knelled to pick it up, he was brought down yet again by a table that had missed his target and unfortunately, hit Ezekiel on the back. "Forgive them, Father, they don't know what they are doing." Once again, he got up from under the wrecked table, bring his weapon up with him. With his left hand, he shook the dust off his clothes and after another sigh, he climbed onto a table. These people needed help, they were so violent and mean, he needed to calm them down, besides, he was the one who caused it...somehow, the reason wasn't still clear to him, so, the least he could do was to cease the hostilities between them. He had some words prepared for those men. "Bothers!" he shouted out loud, causing some to stop fighting "Brothers! Hear me! Please, cease this acts of violence, i'm sure this was all a mistake. We are creatures of God, filled with good intentions and by doing this, we are hurting Him. We are better than this! I think i might be responsible for this so, i'm offering my apologies to you all. Please forgive me! I'm the one who started this all, none of whom should suffer instead of me!" The men looked intrigued among them, unsure of what to do next. Some stopped while grabbing their opponents by the collar, a few had partially stopped to listen Ezekiel but still continued to punch or kick continuously the guy they had taken down, others just froze in time. For a few minutes, the bar remained almost silent, exception to a few screams of pain coming from those who were still being hit on the ground. For that amount of time, the monk thought he had to do it, however, the truth was far from that. "He is right! He was the one who said he was a bounty hunter! He is the one who's here to catch us all and reclaim the bounty on our heads! We've been fooled by his all this time. He turned us against one another to have an advantage against us! Kill him!" "Wait? No! That's not it, i'm not here to hun----" Too late to apologize or make an excuse because his little speech only managed to unite the pirates once again, though, their number had decreased greatly, as the majority now laid on the ground, completely beaten. The group charged at the table where Ezekiel was, kicking it and making the monk lose his balance. Once again he was in trouble but at least he finally knew why they were mad at him, they feared for their lives. |
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| C0nMoney | Feb 14 2010, 12:46 PM Post #6 |
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"Brothers!" he shouted out loud, causing some to stop fighting "Brothers! Hear me! Please, cease this acts of violence, i'm sure this was all a mistake. We are creatures of God, filled with good intentions and by doing this, we are hurting Him. We are better than this! I think i might be responsible for this so, i'm offering my apologies to you all. please forgive me! I'm the one who started this all, none of who should suffer instead of me!" Gabe heard the speech but barely listen cause he was in a greater predicament, shifting enough table from beneath him he gained just enough space to get his knees in between him and Bruce with this leverage he heaved Bruce off of him. Breath cleaner air a boot caught him in the side blasting the air from his lungs and further injuring his bruised ribs. He quickly retrieved one of his daggers from Bruce's back and caught the boot with it as it came for another kick. "YAHHHHHH!" The pirate squealed, gaining a crouch Gabe retrieves his second blade from Bruce and quickly buried it in the squealing pirates gut twisting and then pushing away. He exhaled a sigh of relief, he honestly wanted to leave the bar and wait till the melee was over but his conscious wouldn't let him leave the other bounty hunter to his fate. Just then the man who had previously batted him with his club and aided in Bruce's death turned to face Gabe with a menacing grin. "Here we go." He frowned, more men turning about. He decided this fight wasn't his, "Hey i'm with you! I just wanted Bruce dead." The pirate totally bought it and turned around towards the other bounty hunter. Gabe exited the bar in search of a cart, shortly he procured one for 20'000 beli the man had ripped him off. He returned to the bar the melee still going on he rolled Bruce's corpse outside and wrestled it into the cart. Carting Bruce to the dock he procured passage off the island and left. Edited by C0nMoney, Feb 14 2010, 03:52 PM.
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| Abyssion | Feb 15 2010, 10:08 PM Post #7 |
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"Hey did you hear?" "About the brawl? Yeah, apparently some hunter went in Mucho Guapo asking them to turn in one of their own!" "What an idiot." "Yeah, no kidding." From his vantage point atop an old dried up tree, Richard listened curiously as he lounged about, hands behind his head simply enjoying the steady dry heat of the sun. It had been a few days since he'd arrived in this town, and frankly he wasn't sure what to make of it. He had planned on simply passing through, in search of interesting challengers on this strange island, but sadly, his horse had died. Well, it wasn't exactly his horse but one he'd taken from a thief who had tried to rob him. Still though the horse had been pretty useful, even if it had enjoyed trying to bite him constantly. Stuck here now, without a horse or the motivation to walk out of the area, the young swordsman simply lounged about, trying to get a tan on his unusually pale skin while waiting for a sign. So the sound of a bar fight caught his attention, causing him to partially open one purple eye, squinting against the bright days light. "Hey! Where's this bar fight going on?" he called down to the two men who, judging by their startled expressions, hadn't known he was there. "A ghost!" "No you idiot that's not a ghost! It's obviously a skeleton." "With flesh?" "Hmm good point..." As the two men continued to argue back and forth, discussing now what had just spoken to them Richard couldn't help but sigh, Swinging down and landing on the ground in a crouch. "For Gods sake i'm not that pale!" he snapped, scowling at the two men, who were staring at him now with wide eyes, and a slight quiver to the ones lower lip. "V-v-v-vampire!" the two men cried in unision, turning and running as fast as they good, tripping and stumbling as they attempted to escape, leaving Richard there simply staring blankly. "This is such a weird island..."he muttered once the two were out of sight, before shrugging and slowly wandering around, looking for this supposed bar fight. The fight thankfully wasn't very hard to find. The yells and sounds of things breaking could be heard from a ways away, and as he approached a man rushing past, with a dead man in his cart only confirmed to him that things were certainly more interesting in his bar then in his tree. The cool air felt nice against his flesh as he left the sun, making a mental note to not wear all black next time he came to such a hot place. With a hand resting on his sword, Richard weaved through the violence, carefully avoiding the more intense areas of conflict, having to only kick the back of one man's knee cap to clear a path to the bar. Humming happily to himself Richard leapt over the bar, finished off a shot left on the bar, before casually leaning forward, and watching the rather one sided fight. Laughing, Richard, threw a glass at the wall near the attacked man, waving casually before continuing to drink, hoping to see a good fight sooner rather than later. |
| Richard • Thief / Weapon Specialist • Threat: 0.35 • SD Earned: 15 • Beli: 2 700 000 • L: West Blue. | |
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 16 2010, 09:01 AM Post #8 |
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The force of the kick made him fall backward and crash against a chair, reducing it to pieces. Yet again, he got himself hurt on the back. This was really getting to his nerve. Getting up again, he shook of the dust and faced the pirates for the first time. he still didn't want to fight as there was no need to it. He had this grudge for pirates but, for some reason, he didn't want to hurt these guy, to him, these people were just a bunch of violent drunks that got their mind blind by the alcohol. But it seems he had no choice than defend himself. "Please, calm down people, this is the drink talking." Useless. As he finished his sentence, a another pirate charged at him but this time, Ezekiel was ready for him. The man went full, struggling to keep moving on a straight line, obviously affected by the booze. For such wild attack there was no need to complicate things and so, he just stepped to the side, making the man miss him and hit a table. His drinking partners didn't like to see him failing like that and so, they ganged up on the monk. Coming form all direction, they jumped in the air and stretched their arms to grab Ezekiel though, the newbie bounty hunter simply avoided them altogether by moving away from the position he was. They were to sloppy and slow, even for a unskilled fighter like him. In short, the men hit themselves and fall onto the ground like rocks. After dispatching that small group, the monk prayed for their souls, asking God to drive them aways from their sinful path. This small event brought the attention of others who were more sobers and soon, Ezekiel was confronted by another large guy, which seemed to be common around those parts. The man was fat, tall and by the looks of his muscular arms, strong. On the other side, the newcomer was small, rather thin and not used to fight. There was an advantage tough, he carried his yue ya chan which would balance things a bit. "Mister, please, do not make me use this weapon. It is dangerous and i don't want to hurt you. God still has a plan for you." The large man arched his eyebrow, clearly confused by such words but soon he snapped out of it and got even more angry as he assumed he was being mocked but the tiny bald guy. With a swing, he punched Ezekiel, who was still hoping that he would stop his attack, in the face, sending him flying backwards and crash against the piano. It was the fourth time now that he was hit by someone or something. "Whoa...fast. It seems we will have to do it your way. May God forgive me for what i'm about to do." |
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| Abyssion | Feb 17 2010, 01:36 PM Post #9 |
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"Heh, this isn't nearly as interesting as i'd hoped." Richard murmured, finishing off the bottle of ale he'd been drinking before rising to his feet with a sigh. If this so called bounty hunter wasn't going to give him a good fight, then he might as well entertain himself. And afterwards i'll have fun collecting all their beli and maybe even bounties... The thought brought a smile to the mans face as he leapt over the bar, landing in a crouch, his right hand resting on the pommel of his sword. The remaining men in the tavern all seemed focused on the current fight between skin&bones and Mr. Muscle. Taking advantage of this situation Richard leapt forward, and towards the nearest of the men. "Black Gale." As the words left his lips, Richard began to spin, while simultaneously drawing his sword. The slash which ensued ripped across his targets back, from left hip to right shoulder. With a cry the man fell to his knees, blood spurting into the air from the attack. Flicking his sword, the blood on it splattering against the bar, Richard smiled at the nearest men, who now turned to see what the commotion was about. "Sorry to interrupt, but this fight is going to go on way too long if you all just attack that man one at a time." he said, tilting his head slightly to one side, a gleam of mischief in his eyes as he gazed at the others. " Consider me, this mans ally and your enemy." Several of the men, turned now, brandishing their own drawn weapons, before charging towards Richard, his grin only widening as they did so. It looked like he was finally going to have some fun. (Eh, had to rush this out since I have to go to work. :P But figured i'd at least give you some form or reply!) Move Used In Post
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| Richard • Thief / Weapon Specialist • Threat: 0.35 • SD Earned: 15 • Beli: 2 700 000 • L: West Blue. | |
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 17 2010, 07:00 PM Post #10 |
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Ezekiel was about to get serious when the stranger made his move on the pirates who were supposedly attacking him. At first he wasn't really sure what to think since he didn't expecting something like that to happen. Everything got even more confusing when the man said he was an ally and was ready to fight against all of them. Well, that was just what the monk didn't wanted to do, fight. Even though the large guy was certainly asking for it now, he would be better if he could just walk away and resume his hunt but that didn't seemed possible as everyone in that room wanted a piece of the rookie monk. There was only one way out then, fight his way through them until he reached he exit. "I appreciate the help, stranger." With that said, he initiated his pre-fight ritual. Like always, he needed to ask for forgiveness to his Father, because of all the sins he was about to make. With a simple and short pray that he pronounced in a very low tone, he prepared his mind for what was about to come. After finishing it, he held firmly his weapon, gave a deep breath and positioned himself in an attacking stance. "Bring it on, large one." The fat guy took it, as expected, as a provocation and so, launched himself at the young monk like a wild animal, swing around his arms like a mad man, hopelessly waiting to hit something or someone with such frenetic attack. things like this were very easy to Ezekiel who could effortlessly predict the movement of his arms and their maximum reach so, with a single movement, he jumped onto a nearby table and then jumped again over the large guy, landing behind him right after, while his opponent still charged at where he was earlier. Seeing an opening, he swung his yue ya chan to slash the back of his legs and make him fall on the ground with minimal injuries however, like shown before, this man was faster than average mooks and so, when he was about to hit the desired place, he got hit on the side by one of the man's humongous arms, quickly being sent crashing towards what was left of the counter. "Not again..." Blood now flowed from his mouth and his side was causing him some pain, probably because he had just broke a rib or two which wasn't pleasant at all. Still, he had a mission and a goal, he would not give up so easily. With a single movement, he got up on his feet and faced the obese man again, this time, he was going to make things right. Looking around and using the time he still got while the man walked at him, he noticed a few intact tables and chair which he could use to throw or jump onto which could give him some sort of advantage but he had to move. once again, he ran off to the right and jumped to the nearest table to get the guy's attention. With a grunt, the large man dragged himself to his position where Ezekiel waited patiently. Once the guy was near enough, he moved onto the edge of the wooden table and forced it to go down, making the other side lift up with great force. Not expecting that was his opponent who was just in the right place to be hit by the table's side, violently smashed against his jaw, sending the man stumbling backwards. With a chance to bring him down, he grabbed his weapon and used it like a bat to hit the man in the neck only with the non bladed part. Due to the force of the impact and the place where it was aimed, the pirate got instantaneously unconscious, falling on the ground with loud bang. "Sweet dreams." [[lets keep fighting with these mooks a bit more :D] |
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| Abyssion | Feb 17 2010, 11:45 PM Post #11 |
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Richard couldn't help but grin as the three men rushed him, swords whizzing through the air towards his head. After a day of lounging about, and a good drink in his belly, he was itching for a fight just like this one. Leaping backwards, the young swordsman avoided the trios attack, their weapons clanging together on the ground. Seeing his chance Richard leapt forward releasing his finishing blow in a single horizontal slash. It would have been an amazing victory, if the three men hadn't evaded the attack, his blade passing harmlessly passed them all. Damn! Cursing, Richard dropped low, using his sideways moment to roll under one of the few tables still left standing, avoiding the axe and spear of the three men, though the one's sword managed to connect with Richard's left arm. "Heh, this little snowman aint so tough is he?" the man who'd struck him boasted, holding up his blade triumphantly. Laughing the three watched as Richard rose to his feet, his left arm hanging loosely at his side. In truth it was a minor flesh wound at best, but given the odds, Richard wasn't about to let them know that. Staggering forward he unsteadily raised his sword, milking the injury for all it was worth. Seeing this as his chance to shine the spearman rushed forward, thrusting his spear towards Richards face. The man clearly underestimated Richard, who swung his own sword up, his blade cleaving into the wooden shaft of the mans weapon. With the spear knocked to the side Richard moved inwards, one leg sweeping out and hooking behind the the mans leg, his heel striking just below the mans knee cap. Simultaneously his supposedly injured arm roseup to shove the man, striking him hard in the chest. Caught off guard by the sudden burst of energy, and use of the seemingly crippled arm, the man tumbled backwards, sword slipping from his hands as he sought to maintain his balance. As he fell Richard followed him down, twisting his sword so it was angle towards the mans gut, using his own weight and momentum to drive it into the poor man. "You'll pay for that you bastard!" There was no time to stop, no time to contemplate what he'd done, as the other two surged forward, enraged that their companion had been defeated. Barely able to pull his blade free in time, Richard desperately began to fend off their attacks, being pushed back as the two men relentlessly sent attack after attack his way. (Yay for bar fights with goons! Whoo~) |
| Richard • Thief / Weapon Specialist • Threat: 0.35 • SD Earned: 15 • Beli: 2 700 000 • L: West Blue. | |
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 18 2010, 09:58 AM Post #12 |
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With the large man out, Ezekiel though he would have the path to the exit cleared though, he was wrong. Right after bringing down the fat one, two other pirates steeped forward to face him, each one wielding a sabre on their hands and carrying an angry expression. on the other side, the monk was rather annoyed with the situation and he exaggerated amount of violence going on. He had noticed how his ally was dealing with the drunks, acting without regret and using his weapon to kill if necessary, something he disliked. Killing was forbidden to him unless it had a greater motive. A few years ago, this same thought would be condemned as he wouldn't approve killing at all, not even if the man or woman in cause deserved it. Due to the monastery events, he had to change his beliefs a bit but still, the religious foundations were almost all there. this was the main reason for him to not injure greatly his previous opponent and instead, just knock him out unconsciousness with a well placed attack. -voooosh- His thoughts had made him drift away from the current events. The pirates he was now facing weren't there to play at skirmishes but rather kill him and so, they had thrown a couple of small knifes that lucky, didn't hit him but passed by very close. Noticing how they had brought Ezekiel's attention, the two charged at him with their weapons high above them. once again, the monk played with the surroundings, using his left leg to kick a chair against the incoming enemies. the attack didn't work though, as they simply cut the chair in two, but he wasn't done yet. With a couple of more kicks, he sent more chairs flying, stopping their progression. Now that they were busy cutting the chairs, he could make his move. With a jump, he grabbed onto the large chandelier and used it to swing back and forth, gaining momentum to finally throw himself at the two pirates, whom never saw him coming. With two direct kicks to the face, both criminals were brought now to the ground, not coming up again. "Sorry, but i need to get out of here as i have no intention to fight you all." |
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| Abyssion | Feb 18 2010, 10:41 AM Post #13 |
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From the corner of his eye Richard noticed the other hunter, swinging around like some kind of bald monkey. Who ever this guy was it was clear he wasn't exactly the most normal guy. Clearly helping this guy hadn't been his brightest idea. He should of just looted the unconscious thugs and fl-- The thought was left unfinished as one of the other men in the bar, punched richard in the back, causing him to stumble towards the two he'd been focused on. Crying out in pain he stumbled forward, barely blocking the axe user, though again taking a blow to his left arm. Panting Richard spun, moving to the side and behind the two men on their next attack, before performing Bloody Mary. With two quick slashes aimed at their legs, he severed the tendons in their legs, causing the two men to fall to the ground shrieking in agony. Before he could finish them off though, the brawler who had struck him earlier charged forward, a stupid move considering he was drunk, and unarmed. As Richard brought up his sword, preparing to perform a dark thrust, the drunken brawler tripped over one of the newly injured men, fell flat on his face and was immediately unconscious. "Uh...ok then." with a shrug Richard knelt down, quickly removing the small pouches from the three mens belts, before moving towards the other unconscious bodies, deciding to collect as much from these poor saps as he could. This was getting pretty hairy after all, especially since his 'partner' apparently was more interested in taking these guys in alive then dead. With a mental shrug he rose, sword at the ready as he prepared to fight his way towards the door, deciding he might just wait until either the hunter, or these goons were incapacitated before coming back for more booze and free beli. Edit
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| Richard • Thief / Weapon Specialist • Threat: 0.35 • SD Earned: 15 • Beli: 2 700 000 • L: West Blue. | |
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| Benjamin Kaito | Feb 19 2010, 05:26 PM Post #14 |
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With those two out of the way and with the ones dispatched by his occasional ally, there were only a couple of guys standing now and both were blocking the exit, wielding their weapons aggressively. It seems like it was their last stand. Knowing that they wouldn't move until they were defeat, Ezekiel made his way towards them, however, he was stopped by something, a figure was approaching the place. Through the smashed windows and holes made in the wooden walls, he saw the figure of a tall man wearing a cowboy hat, something that made him think, that hat seemed quite familiar. The figure continued to walk slowly until it got to the entrance, where the two criminals still waited for the monk's attack, unaware of who was behind them. "Hey, bastards, let me pass and have a drink." The two were startled by the unknown voice and one of them, scared by the sudden voice, turned around violently and hit his partner with his sword, inflicting him a fatal wound by accident. Soon, the guy feel onto the ground speechless, just with his eyes well open, awkwardly set on the man who just stabbed him. Not amused by what happened, the stranger punched the one who was blocking his way, bringing him down with ease. With the last guy down, Ezekiel could finally see who was coming towards him and, what he found was more surprising then he could ever imagine. This figure, this lone fighter who just appeared in front of him was no other than James Noodstuck, the wanted man he was after. Noticing how attentively the young monk was staring at him, James asked if there was something wrong, which was promptly replied by the rookie fighter. "You're going to pay!" In a pure attack of rage, Ezekiel jumped at his one and only target on that island, swinging his yue ya chan around and bringing it down towards his enemy head. The pirate found it unusual, specially because the man who was about to hit him was a guy in a monks tunic, but still defended against the attack, he wasn't going to stand there and get hit. With a swift movement, the wanted man took out his pistol and blocked the slash, forcing the bald fighter to fall back. "You vile piece of feces. I will avenge my brothers!" "Oh, revenge uh? Now i understand. And you brought some help? Interesting." By peeking over his previous aggressor, he noticed how Richard observed all this and, since everyone in the bar was either dead or unconscious, he assumed it was them who made all this mess. It would be two against one then but he wasn't worried. Taking the other hand beneath his jacket, he took out another pistol from the holster to add with the one he had taken earlier. Right in front of him was still Ezekiel, blinded with rage. "I wasn't expecting anything like this but, i guess some exercise would be good. Come on, both of you, I'm ready." |
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| Abyssion | Feb 20 2010, 01:02 PM Post #15 |
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The Oldest Newbie
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Richard calmly watched as this new challenger approached, a man who clearly wasn't a push over like these guys, considering how easily he blocked the monks attack. Shit looks like i've gotten myself involved in something personal...he thought to himself, noticing the increased agression the monk was showing now, compared to his previous bar brawl. Things certainly getting interesting. For a second Richard none the less considered slipping through a window and escaping. This wasn't his fight after all, and if this man could make such a passive monk blood thirsty it was quite likely he was very dangerous. Never the less Richard slowly walked forward, the tip of his sword dragging across the floor. His pace began to pick up with each step though, and what had begun as a leisurely walk soon became an all out sprint. Who ever this guy was, whatever he was up to, he hopefully had a good bounty on his head. "Black Gale!" As he drew near the pistol wielding man, Richard spun, the black blade of his sword carving a diagonal slash through the air up and to the right. As he finished the move he lashed out with a kick, hoping to strike the large man in the side, and ideally in the process create an opening for the bald monk to attack. Attack
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| Richard • Thief / Weapon Specialist • Threat: 0.35 • SD Earned: 15 • Beli: 2 700 000 • L: West Blue. | |
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