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| Natalie VS Katie; Super Late April Contest. IN. ONE. DAY. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 29 2012, 04:49 AM (343 Views) | |
| Hugo | Apr 29 2012, 04:49 AM Post #1 |
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In the biggest and hippest city in all the Blues, Katie was sitting at a coffee shop known for it's customers and it's mediocre coffee. At this coffee shop, named the "Double Sugar Pack", its customers gathered far and wide around just to hang out and be cool. The customers are well known for pretending to be from slums such as Osula and other unsavory towns, and tend think very highly of themselves for some reason. Today was your typical beautiful day in the city, and the customers were all in full swing pretending, huddling in their small groups glancing at other groups distrustfully. Katie was alone, ordering a cup of coffee, no one was really looking at her. Suddenly, one group started talking rather loudly and insultingly at another table, where the group there was doing the same, looking at the first group. Insults were passed around like baseballs as Katie found herself surrounded by noise and discord. She turned as a clearing of throat sounded behind her, and noticed that her coffee was done. Taking her blistering cup, Katie turned around and briskly walked outside to sit at one of the outdoor tables to get away from the ruckus. As she passed passive-aggressively through the door, someone knocked into her, spilling her coffee on the ground! Katie's eyes filled with mourning and looked at the one responsible... Edited by Hugo, Apr 29 2012, 03:00 PM.
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| Leens | Apr 29 2012, 03:32 PM Post #2 |
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Natalie went at a brisk pace through the upbeat city, feeling rather bored. Everyone here was at the peak of hip-society, knowing all the latest music, who's new book was good or which ones sucked, and which of the coffee shop was newest. Natalie was passing through, not able to get a ship until later that afternoon to leave this gross place. There seemed to be no real food for a 5 mile radius, everything was just dainty coffee-shop crap. "Aaaagh!" The fury that the orange-haired maiden shown was comparable to an angry tiger, and her exclamation of such reflected that. For blocks and blocks it was just "Moon Beli" or "The Four Seas Bean". With another sound of anger Natalie defaulted, and stormed her way towards the nearest store. She just wanted lunch, so this hipster garbage would have to suffice for now. "Double Sugar Pack" was full of posers and the like, all chillin' and drinking bad coffee. And as was her luck, she ran right into someone! "Hey, watch where you're going!" Natalie's fast walk had been comparable to the average person's jog, and so it wasn't hard to believe that the other's coffee cup flew right out her hands and spilled across the two women. Nigh instantly there was a crowd gathered, with tight pants, silly vests with one sleeve ripped off, and dumb glasses that looked like window shades. One particularly tall man walked up, with a true swagger to his gait. "Aight yall, listen up! We got us anotha good ole fashion BUMPA SWITCHAROO!" at his random interjection of unecessary yelling, the people nearby began to cheer. "And now these two young ladies is gonna battle it out. Let's hair it for TOMATO PASTE" he motioned toward Natalie, the crowd bellowing at her newly acquired name. Natalie stood, noticeably perplexed, but before she could interject with her trademark anger the man continued. "And here we got DA OLDA BLONDE SHAWDAY." This man must've had tourrettes, because he simply could not stop randomly yelling. "I-I mean, what?"Hold up lil' girl, lemme finish announcin' dis shit first." What was the battle they'd been roped into? Who would win?? Would Natalie ever find lunch?!?!?! "Whatever it is, you better prepare blondie. You're about to get smashed." |
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| Hugo | Apr 29 2012, 04:05 PM Post #3 |
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"Aight yall, listen up! We got us anotha good ole fashion BUMPA SWITCHAROO!" was yelled suddenly as Katie's coffee flashed before her eyes, spilling over her and the younger girl who had hurled into her a moment before. Before she could stop to make sense of what had just happened, the crowd gathered, and the loudly yelling man continued his tirade, giving unflattering names to each of the two girls. Or at least she thought hers was unflattering, being unfamiliar with what 'SHAWDAY' meant. Through the yelling, the girl that had bumped into Katie had the nerve to say, "Whatever it is, you better prepare blondie. You're about to get smashed." Not only had Katie not done anything, this child had tackled her while literally running at the doors to the mediocre coffee shop and ruining this otherwise mostly-pleasant day Katie was having. Katie wasn't about to let this girl ruin it any further, but had to wait for the man to finish yelling. "AIGHT, WE GONNA HAVE OURSELVES A BATTLE BETWEEN THESE TWO LADIES," he yelled. Katie quickly interjected, "What?! You mean fight right here and now? Physical violence isn't the answer to something like this!" The man turned to her and flashed a grin, "Naw, we don' do that no more, so don' worry your blonde head SHAWDAY. NOW WE FIGHT WITH OUR WITS, AND OUR MOUTHS." The crowd cheered loudly as they anticipated the battle to come, the announcer laid down the rules, "Aight girlies, what's gonna happen right here is one of y'all is gonna lay down some NASTY LYRICAL WONDERS. Then the other one is gonna try and match that lyrical performance with ONE OF THEIR OWN!" The crowd cheered again. "Y'all know the rules now, so get to it!" Katie stood there frozen for a moment as it ran through her head.' At least it's not fighting,' she thought to herself. "I ALMOST FORGOT!" the man suddenly yelled again, "We gotta determine which of you lovely ladies is gonna go first!" he pulled out an obnoxiously large golden coin, "Call it, O.B.S.!" taking that to mean Older Blonde SHAWDAY, Katie called out, "Tails!" The man flipped the coin, which rocketed into the sky. Several moments later it shot back to the ground, and imbedded itself into the ground with a large gleaming emblem of a woman's head showing on the coin, "HEADS! TOMATO PASTE GOES FIRST!" Edited by Hugo, Apr 29 2012, 05:02 PM.
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| Leens | Apr 29 2012, 05:20 PM Post #4 |
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Natalie was up first! Hurray! Or so she would've thought if she knew what this guy had even meant. Lyrical wonders? What? Was she supposed to sing?.. The young girl was clearly dumbfounded as to the competition. So she wracked her brain.. "Alright..listen..listen up.." She slowly nodded her head to some non-existent beat, building up a tempo in her mind. The crowd shook with energy, almost as if they could hear.. "There I was walking, walking down the street, moving pretty fast, hungry as can be.." The people around slowly nodded in time, listening to the rhyme as it picked up pace. "When suddenly up comes a bimbo straight walkin' like a lame ho carryin her drink and feeling pretty gay yo. Her day was ruined at the same time as mine, her coffee in the air and she looked like she was cryin', now she rap battlin' me and she aint got a clue, cause my lyrics are great and I'mma step on you!" With that she threw an imaginary microphone at Katie's feet, giving her a disproving nod. "AWWW SHEEEEIT Tomato Paste be bringin' da heat! Turnin' into spicy ketchup up in here! You gonna take that O.B.S.?! LAY IT DOWN GURL!" |
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| Hugo | Apr 29 2012, 05:39 PM Post #5 |
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The lyrical wonders laid down by Tomato Paste was something Katie hadn't heard before, but after listening she got the gist of what to do. "AWWW SHEEEEIT Tomato Paste be bringin' da heat! Turnin' into spicy ketchup up in here! You gonna take that O.B.S.?! LAY IT DOWN GURL!" Katie was at a loss, she began, "Aw, hell naw," picking up on the accent used by everyone else, "You be steppin all crazy like, no wonder you crashed into me like a brake-less bike. You think your good, gonna step on me like a play-mat? How 'bout you go suck on a tit you wet brat. You're no better than a twelve year old. Your momma know you're out here? How 'bout you go back 'fore you get a cold! 'Cus if you stick around here you're gonna be more than paste, spendin' time rappin' with you is causin' my time some serious waste!" The crowd crowed and energy sizzled between the two rappers, "DAYUM, O.B.S. LAYIN' IT DOWN ALL REAL. Let's see how TOMATO PASTE RESPAWWWNDS," the announcer yelled. |
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| Leens | Apr 29 2012, 06:40 PM Post #6 |
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Katie's rap was powerful indeed. Natalie's anger turned into total hatred. She was quick to respond, but she held some doubt now. It was time to go balls in, to shred her opponent. To make Katie into metal mush. My ire's risin' up, straight firin' up, readying my skills to leave you banged up like a slut. Chest so big at the young age of twenty, but you aint gonna have a back when you're lookin' like a granny; and with a face like that you're lookin' like a tranny. Suck on a teet? Nobody would suck on those; they're fake water balloons and lumps of cellulose. No real meat on you, and no real class-I bet you've got a tramp-stamp right above that fat ass!" "Ooooooh" The hip-announcer dude and the crowd all seemed to be in disbelief. Did that just happen? Yeah, the teenage girl went there. Tomato Paste brought all the disrespect. Natalie crossed her arms and readied herself for the next barrage; she had to be on her best game to beat this ditzy ho. Edited by Leens, Apr 29 2012, 06:41 PM.
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| Hugo | Apr 29 2012, 07:11 PM Post #7 |
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Katie was nearly shredded by the ballistic lyrical bullets sent her way by the fiery orange girl. The "OOOOOOOHS," and other similar responses gnawed at her confidence, but she had to show this girl a lesson. The problem was that there wasn't much to say about her opponent's appearance, and she had smashed almost all of Katie's features like a hammer to a nail. So Katie grabbed what she could. "Yea, sure I look like this, but yo attitude is what I find disgraceful," Katie began to the non-existent beat, "Compared to your personality my clothes look tasteful! My self-confidence is what lets me wear this attire, the fact that you ain't self-confident enough to wear clothes like this is what be raisin' yo ire. I see you wearin' boys clothes, tryin' not to stand out. Your attitude makes it seem like you afraid of somethin' bein' found out. How 'bout you run cryin' back to your family so you can fix that broken personality of yours? I bet it'll keep you from runnin' 'round bustin' down people an' their doors! Why don't you just stop tryin' to beat me, you sure as hell got a lot of catchin' up to do, an' you sure as hell can't defeat me." "AWWWW MAN, ALL THESE SICK LYRICAL BALLISTIC MISSILES BE SHOOTIN' AROUND, let's hope no one gets hit! YOUR TURN AGAIN TO-MA-TO PAAAAAAASTE!" |
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| Leens | Apr 29 2012, 07:45 PM Post #8 |
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Lyrical bullets? Missiles? Now it was Natalie's turn to drop a mother-fucking BOMB on this broad. The electricity in the air, the static discharge, the energy; it all might as well have been a raging fire. This was a battle of the century. As things were, Natalie wouldn't be able to have the closing statement. Being at a disadvantage for closure, she would have to lay it down hard and beat this bimbo into submission, otherwise it could be a loss. "Saying I need to catch up? Whore wipe off that make-up. I've got more swag than you could fit in that getup. Growing up, catching up, what's that even mean? Looking like an old lady instead of a teen? You're saying you got confidence, but you obviously aint over this, my insults tear at you cause your mind is full of weakness. Your attire is horrible, and now it's become lyrical, how badly I'm whupping you is just plain horrible. Quit this game, cause you're fighting a lion. Just go back to your trashy home on whore island. You wanna rap with me? Better learn one thing; my name is Natalie, and I'm The King!" "OOOOH MUH GA SHI JUS GO INTENS MANG, OOOOH MAN THIS IS SOME SERIOUS LAST ROUND SHIT O.B.S. BE BRINGIN LAST RIGHT OH MAN IT'S COME TO THIS WHO GON WIN!?!?!?" Hipster announcer was franticly yelling, making no sense. He might as well have been talking in a past tense. The large-chested opponent was up, and she had one shot to win it. Could she match Natalie's rhyme?!?! Yeah, I dunno either. |
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| Hugo | Apr 29 2012, 08:18 PM Post #9 |
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Katie didn't even feel angry about the insults anymore, they were just getting silly. "Oh?" she said, "You sayin' you be a lion, you be a king? If you're underestimating me that much you best get out of the ring!" As she rapped, fur began encroaching throughout her body as she turned into her Hybrid form. "If your a lion, then I must be a pride leader. Showin' you what you need to learn, I won't go too fast so you can get a breather." She took in a breath, "Back with the fur-covered mama, you best be runnin' scared fo' cova'. This momma gon' whip you back into shape like yo' real motha," She emphasized the end with a crack of a whip from her belt. "You be yellin' about how my home be full of whores, but all I hear is you grabbin' for somethin' to keep yourself drownin' like a kitten bein' dragged to the ocean floor. Take note little kitten of what mama lion is 'bout to say, I'll whip yo' ass so bad your little tail gonna fall off like my clothes at the end of the day." "AHHHH MUH GA SHI SO INTENS I CAN' EVEN SPEAK STRAIGH, OLDA BLONDE SHAWDAY BROUGH' IT HARD AND FAST, WHA'S GON HAPPEN NOW!??!" the announcer was nearly foaming at the mouth at the lyrical bombs that were being thrown around like rice at a wedding. |
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| Leens | Apr 30 2012, 09:56 PM Post #10 |
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The crowd cheered, the babies cried, and the muffins rose. The battle was pretty much complete, so Natalie gave the announcer a few minutes to chill out. He continued shouting all the while until he finally quieted down, like a child who'd eaten too much candy. "Phew, well, I guess yalls is done rappin' and rhymin' and hippin' and hoppin'. We gonna have to pick a winner now I guess. With this the crowd began cheering for their favorite, and it almost seemed even. "Aight yall, we got Tomato Paste..." At this mention the crowd cheered madly. "Aaaaaand Olda Blonde Shawday!" the other half of the people freaked out all the same. It really was pretty damn even. "Aight yall, place your bets into the Hat of Happiness." Everyone pulled out a small stickypad and wrote their votes on it, placing them into this hat that the announcer dude had randomly pulled from his back pocket. Apparently rap battles were commonplace here. It was pretty suspenseful, and he started tallying them while making strange faces to himself. "Well, uh, I guess like, we got ourselves A TIE!!! YEAH, I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING EITHER! Crazy right?" Natalie started to get angry again, and so she just walked away, mumbling something to herself. "I'm outta here, this contest was whack. You can have your win, and that is just that. I'm sick of this town, I'm sick of this rap. I'm leaving for someplace with more than a snack. Peace." IT'S OVARRRRRRRRRRRR |
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