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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 27 2007, 04:12 AM (1,103 Views) | |
| Skye | Jul 29 2007, 09:17 PM Post #16 |
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After getting walking around for a while, Skye finally decided to head for a bar or somewhere quiet. It began to get a bit cooler outside. The sun seemed to be going down making the clouds a somewhat pinkish color. Even the busy streets were starting to tone down quite a bit. It seemed almost peaceful. Just the winding down of everyday life was relaxing in Skye's mind. Then the thoughts were shattered by a voice. "You..!!" Skye knew that voice. He turned in the direction of the sound, and he was right, it was the stupid swordsman. He was darting toward Skye. Skye was not in the mood to deal with him right now. Therefore, he took off running toward an unknown alley. The sides of the building were close enough for him to jump wall to wall ninja style till he got to the roof. "Maybe I lost him." As a safety precaution Skye jumped a few roofs downward to make sure he wouldn't be found. He found that he had landed upon a bar. He could hear clamoring going on underneath him. It wasn't too noisy so it didn't bother Skye much. Feeling a bit tired he took off his coat and put it down to avoid sleeping on whatever was on the dirty ground. He laid down looking up at the sky, a cool breeze moved his hair slightly. Pushing it out of his eyes he slowly began to drift to sleep. |
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| Axcel | Jul 29 2007, 10:56 PM Post #17 |
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“B-Boss! This is bad!” Stuttered the man, his face was swollen and his words were difficult to understand. This man was the same person Axcel struck with his knee, the results of his attack were shown on his face. His eyes were wide open and he seemed paranoid after the incident, since he was after all caught by surprise. It was natural for being a little paranoid to avoid the situation twice. “Tch, your all pathetic.” One of the four shady characters leapt from the crate he was sitting on. His hair was styled like a mohawk and was colored purple. He wore a vest made fur with no shirt underneath it and he had baggy black pants. Two abnormally big spoons stuck out from the sash worn around his waist. “Well don’t waste our time now, go on and tell us what happened.” He commanded, his mere presence intimidated the underling pirate. The skinny pirate who had been beaten up cleared his throat and began to speak. “Well what happened was…” ------------------------------------------------------ “This is……unbelievably delicious!” He shouted out in delight, with each and every bite his face seemed to light up. He had completely become oblivious to the world around him as soon as he took the first bite, so he had not noticed at all when Alaster had walked in. Not that he would have noticed him even if he wasn’t eating. About eight large thugs that Axcel had unknowingly knocked down began to surround Axcel from behind. Their large bodies had cast a shadow over Axcel, which let him know of their presence. Axcel dropped his spoon into the empty glass, which had once contained the desert he ate, created an echoing ringing sound. He spun around in his bar stool and let his elbows rest on the counter as he faced the opposite direction. “Yo, you don’t happen to be part of the shitty lemon pirate gang thing right?” Axcel said to the group of thugs. He still didn’t know he had knocked them down, in fact he thought they just now walked into the bar. “So what if we are?!” Retorted the one standing directly in front of him, clearly he took offense to what Axcel had said. “Well if that’s the case…” Axcel placed his hands on the counter behind him and pushed up causing him to flip back on top of the counter. As he flipped, he threw his leg out, vertically kicking the man who had responded in the jaw causing him to be knocked on the ground. As the man recovered, several people began leaving the bar and the bartender began hiding behind the counter. Axcel was crouched down on top of the counter with one of his hands still holding on to the edge. “…Then I have a few questions for you.” Axcel said with a smirk on his face. |
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| Seto | Jul 29 2007, 11:26 PM Post #18 |
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"Little @#&*%!" Seto pursued the kid, of whose name still eluded him. He turned sharply as the kid lead him into an alleyway, and he watched as the kid leapt from one wall, to the other, then back, in a repeating pattern which caused him to scale the building. Why the hell is he running!? He thought, before leaping at a wall. His right foot connected with the brick as he pushed off, causing his left to follow the same action. This pattern repeated as he voiced his thoughts, "You scared, kuso-kid!?" As he reached the top, he swung himself onto the rooftop. Dashing towards the kid, he stopped next to him, "Why the hell are you running? It's not like I'm going to kill you." He gave a pout, though a manly pout which didn't endanger his dignity very much, it was a still a pout. Seto sighed, and gave the kid a nice bonk on the head before continuing back with a sigh. That food better not have been stolen... Stealing a glance back at the kid, Asshole. Lowering himself down on the edge, he dropped to a window seal, before jumping three-fourth's of the height of the building. As he landed, he took off in a dash towards the food, which with a sigh of relief, he found to be in its place. lifting both the bag and pot, he started to walk. Stopping in his tracks, his forehead began to twitch a bit in irritation. Where the hell am I supposed to go with this!? |
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| Magimonk | Jul 30 2007, 04:27 AM Post #19 |
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After his captain began the bar fight, Alaster stood up and slowly approached one of the thugs. When he was sure none of them were looking, Alaster based him over the head with a broken bottle, causing the guy to collapse. The thugs turned around while still keeping their eyes on Axcel, "Who...who are you?" Alaster grinned wildly, "I'm just an animal trainer, and I'm here to knock some sense into some pathetic beast." Before any of them could respond, Alaster kneed one in the stomach while putting on his viper gauntlet. He grabbed one of their faces and thrust the man to the ground. He gave the rest of the thugs an eerie look, "Now then, I think we only need to take out a few of you. All we need is two; one to interrogate, and one to send home to mommy. Now then, anyone want to volunteer for either role?" Alaster cracked his neck as he waited for a response. Fear was one of his favorite tactics, it always tended to work on weak minded fools that liked to travel in groups for power. Of course, it never worked on the incredibly stupid or the incredibly brave, which meant his captain would be completely immune. Just a few thoughts to pass by the time... |
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| Skye | Jul 30 2007, 05:52 AM Post #20 |
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Seto reached the rooftop standing over Skye who was now soundly. The idiot began to talk, which was stupid because he might as well be talking to a bloody wall. Soon Skye was rudely awakened by a something hitting him on the head. "That had better be a bottle of vodka that hit me or someones gonna die!" He looked up to see the bloody swordsman hopping off the roof. "Asshole. Next time I see him he's getting bullet to the face." Skye knew for a fact that now that he's awake, he's not going to sleep anytime within the next hour. He decided rather do something active that he would just relax right where he was. The sounds of a bar fight seemed to echo up to the roof. There was lots of yelling, and a few groans. A voice sounded familiar, Skye couldn't quite place his finger on it. He was too lazy to go down and check who it was. And he didn't want to get in the middle of whatever was going on. Getting bored the marksman took out a pack of cards he jacked off someone on the busy roads. After taking them out of its box he began to count them to make sure they were all there. He let them slide one by one in his hand, counting them as they went along. There we in fact 52 cards plus two Jokers. Then after counting he began to shuffle them. Once he felt that they were mixed well he laid 28 down and prepared for a game of solitaire. |
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| Axcel | Jul 31 2007, 02:25 AM Post #21 |
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“…and that’s what happened” Said the skinny man as he finished his explanation about how the pirate named Axcel attacked him and told him he was going to take their ship. Another man who stood at around six feet approached the failure and kicked him across the room. “Clean yourself up.” He spoke through the silver mask that covered his mouth and nose. He wore a black coat that was red on the inside and had long black hair. At his sides were two katars and poisonous vials were tucked into his coat. He had black pants and black shoes, his over all appearance resembled that of a vampire. “So what should we do?” He spoke in a soft tone to someone who was made out to be the boss of the whole operation. --------------------------------------- As Axcel’s hand was still on the counter, he used his strength to throw himself forward and soared towards one of the large thugs. He threw his arm out to clothesline the large man. The attack sent them both crashing to the ground, but Axcel rolled over and ended up sitting on his large stomach. “Hm…Bartender! I’d like to order one more strawberry sundae! I should be done by the time you finish making it.” Axcel shouted as he jumped to his feet scanning the room for his next opponent. |
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| Seto | Jul 31 2007, 03:30 AM Post #22 |
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"Kuso-Taichou..." Seto gave an almost defeated-sounding sigh, Letting his shoulders droop, causing both the large pot and bag to touch the floor. His grip on the two let up as he slid back against the brick wall. Time was about up, oh, now, and no one really decided to show yet. Seto didn't really dwell on the subject, or the prospect that it's possible he was tricked, nor did he want to. Even if he had, however, it would have been easily decided that his "taichou" didn't seem the type to do that, even if the other two did. The small toothpick had remained in his mouth during all events thus far, and out of habit, he fiddled with it as he waited for his "crewmates" to arrive at the designated spot. Suddenly, however, multiple, gruff-looking men dashed out of a bar down the street. They seemed pretty beat up, and Seto immediately took an interest. Peeking inside the small kitchen of the restaurant, Seto hid the pot inside, keeping it warm by putting it upon a stove at low heat, the large bag of ingredients on the floor. The restaurant was now closed, so he didn't worry much about it. Dashing off, Seto hoped to find at least a bit of action, wherever those guy had come from. |
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| Magimonk | Jul 31 2007, 03:57 AM Post #23 |
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As another one of the thugs fell down, the others began to look seriously worried. The other people in the bar were shocked. They had probably never had seen anyone even willing to directly handle these thugs. Alaster whipped down the last of them but the two he had promised a few moments ago. With a swift kick, he pinned one to the ground and turned to the last thug and smiled grimly, "Off to mommy now. Tell her we said hi." The thug stumbled out of the bar in a panic. Alaster turned back to the one on the ground and asked, "Alright, now for you." Alaster sat down with his foot still pinning down the remaining thug still conscious, "Now then, I already can guess where your base is, but I'll have your men come to us just to be safe. And I really don't care about why your doing this. All I need to know now is what your leader is like." The thug got a cocky but weary look on his face, "What...? Do you honestly think you can beat the captain on his closest crew...? There's no way!" "Oh well, I guess you are useless," Alaster slammed his gauntlet into the face of the thug, knocking him out cold. Alaster looked at his captain and said, "You may want to speed things up, there's going to be trouble soon." |
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| Skye | Jul 31 2007, 09:01 PM Post #24 |
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The sun had gone down finally and nighttime was upon the island. And still Skye was sitting on the roof in a deep point of boredom. He was playing fifty two card pick up by himself, and he wasn't even picking up the cards. He just let them sit there. A gentle breeze had picked some of them up and swept them off the roof. A random destructive thought came to mind. Skye grabbed a random face card, it happened to be the Jack of Spades, and he took his lighter and lit it on fire. Then he threw it off the roof. Skye watched as the pretty color of the glowing flame drifted downward onto the ground. Finding entertainment in that he collected all 53 cards and began to light them on fire and throw them off the roof one by one. Each drifted slowly downward as they began to disintegrate into ash, and be carried off by the wind. He wondered if anybody else was watching the little globes of light fall. "Whatever...." Skye thought. In no time the cards began to run out and the pretty lights were soon gone. With nothing left to play with for now, he began to ponder random questions like "What's the meaning of life? Why is that swordsman such a stupid piece of @#&*%? Should I tell him to @#&*% off? What will happen once we set sail? Why is my mother such a bitch?" Yep those questions were quite random... |
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| Axcel | Aug 1 2007, 04:26 AM Post #25 |
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The last of the four stood up and gazed down at everyone else, since he was standing on one of the higher stacks of crates. He stood around 6’1 in height and seemed rather bulky. His hair was combed back and was naturally blonde. He wore a sea blue buttoned shirt, white pants, and red gloves. “What do we do? Well he made the point that he was going to come here. So we’ll let them, then we’ll show them why they made the mistake of challenging us. Nothing will stop us from achieving our goals.” The man’s deep voice echoed throughout the warehouse as his tensed hazel eyes beamed down upon everyone, he did not usually speak much so they were words to be listened to. ------------------------ “Ah but you just finished the last one!” Axcel responded to his first mate, already digging into the strawberry sundae he ordered. He hastily finished it, then walked to the largest table in the bar and pulled the cloth on top of the table causing everything on top of it to fall down. He fiddled around with it until he made it like a sack, he then threw the thugs in the very large bag and held the large bag over his shoulders as if he was carrying mass amounts of treasure. “Yosh, lets go.” Axcel called out as the large bag dragged along the floor even though he was carrying it. What he had planned to do with it was any ones guess, but Axcel seemed to look as if he already knew. |
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| Seto | Aug 1 2007, 05:29 AM Post #26 |
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As Seto's boots fell heavily in a rapid pace along the old, cracked road, he began to realize that, whoever these people were, were coming from an area where that kuso-kid was, and looking beaten up. It seemed the flow of the thug-looking men seemed to stop, and his last indication of where they had been coming from gone. He could only find the general location, now. That was, until he saw that kid-of-a-captain carrying a bag of what would look almost like treasure, if it weren't for at least something in there squirming around. What...The hell...Is he doing...? Seto's footsteps came to a halt as he stopped, just behind his captain. "Oi." Was all he would muster at the moment, now able to hear faint, muffled cries from within the bag. People!? He was caught by surprise, though his face was no indication of the sort, "What the hell are you doing?" Seto still hadn't heard of the lemon pirates, and would need some explaining. His palm connected with his face as he gave out a sigh, before looking around the street. Odd stares pierced the two, and a few villagers even took off in a dash, to get a way from the kid with a bag full of, apparently, bodies. Seto's face was one of irritation...Again. He really was doubting if he should have joined this kid, he only had to hope he had his reasons. And, he supposed, they were pirates...But... Weight now shifted to his right side, his right forearm resting comfortably on the scabbards at his side, Seto waited for the kuso-taichou to give a reply. Better brace myself for an idiotic explanation... |
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| Magimonk | Aug 1 2007, 05:59 PM Post #27 |
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Alaster kicked away the unconscious body of the thug away. He approached the counter and dropped a few coins on it for the bartender. Alaster smiled lightly and said, "This is for...well, you know the drill my friend." With that, Alaster followed his captain outside as the stunned people in the bar stood there for a moment trying to process the situation. As soon as the information clicked in their heads, they panicked. The poured out of the bar, rushing home and alerting everyone to the fact that someone had just directly challenged the lemon stealing thieves. The streets were cleared in minutes. Alaster took off his gauntlet for a moment and polished it with his shirt. As soon as Seto arrived, Alaster turned to him and said, "Brace yourself swordsman, I have a feeling this is going to get messy. The lower members of the group probably won't be a problem at all, but they obviously at least think their leaders have skill, so they might prove to be a problem. I just hope that sword of yours is sharp enough to handle this." He put the gauntlet back on and smiled grimly, "And where is that marksmen? It would be convenient if he were to show up now. We could really use some cover in this sort of urban warfare." |
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| Skye | Aug 1 2007, 07:54 PM Post #28 |
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The sounds of the bar fight began to die down as thugs began to run away from the bar. Curious as to how many were running out Skye made his way to the edge of the front of the roof. Looking down he saw his captain walking out holding a bag filled with who the hell knows what. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that something was moving in the bag. "Well...umm...there are people in there.....ok......" Not too long after his captain, the idiot swordsman arrived. Skye decided this might be the perfect time for a little pay back. "What the hell are you doing?" Seto asked now realizing that our captain had a bag full of bodies. "Stupid swordsman.." Reaching into his pocket he took a quick swig of vodka before proceeding to initiate his payback. Getting his gun ready he adjusted the scope and laid it on the ledge on the roof to keep it steady. Then Alaster had come out of the bar. "It seems as if the gangs all here." Skye lowered his head into the scope aiming for Seto's face. He wasn't trying to kill him, just graze the side of his face. Within a few seconds the trigger was pulled, and as if right on cue he heard Alaster say, "And where is that marksmen? It would be convenient if he were to show up now. We could really use some cover in this sort of urban warfare." Skye also had a smug look along with two middle fingers and the phrase "@#&*% off!" waiting for when Seto looked up there. |
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| Axcel | Aug 1 2007, 08:18 PM Post #29 |
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Axcel trotted along the road with his first mate by his side. Judging by the fact that the very first lemon pirate he had bashed with his knee went the same direction that the pirate Alaster had sent back, where ever they hang out should be in that direction. Once they got their it would be fairly obvious where they are. As he walked he heard a voice asking him what he was doing, Axcel quickly turned around swinging the bag along with him, causing it to knock Seto onto the ground. “Eh? Whose there…?” Axcel didn’t find anyone where the voice came from, so he continued walking along the road. The men inside kept squirming making it even more difficult then it already had been to walk with the bag. So Axcel held both hands behind his head and swung the bag vertically smashing them against the concrete floor most likely knocking them out. Since the squirming stopped, Axcel threw the bag back over his shoulders and continued his walk along the road. He kept getting random glares from townspeople but he paid them no attention. As Alaster questioned where Skye might have been, he heard yelling from one of the nearby roofs. He didn’t seem to happy either. |
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| Seto | Aug 1 2007, 08:37 PM Post #30 |
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"It's m-" Seto's response to Axcel's question was immediately cut off as the bag of people connected with Seto, sending him to the floor. Irritation built up more and more as he dealt with the idiotic captain. A Bullet passed by, missing him as he was on the floor. It had been aimed at where he stood only moments before -- at his face. That @#&*%... Seto's vision diverted from his now retreating captain to that kuso-kid, "Oi! Baka!" Seto rose to his feet swiftly, "Gagh! I'll deal with you later, kuso-kid!" Seto ended his "conversation" with the marskman as he strode off angrily towards the kid-captain. Rolling up his sleeve on his right arm, He lifted his leg, setting it against the back of Axcel's head before pushing down, sending the kid to the floor, none-to-gently, though not hard enough to injure him, "BAKA! WATCH WHERE YOU SWING THAT THING!" Heaving in a deep breath of air, he let it out with a plew... A grin replaced his previous irritation, "It's Seto, you dumbass." Another sigh escaped his mouth, "I'll have better luck trying to make conversation with the first mate." Turning towards Alaster, he spoke, "I still don't know any of your names...But...Who is this "group" your talking about?" Seto felt rather left out at the moment, and of course, the marksman and First Mate didn't really like him, anyways, so more needless insults would fly out of their mouths soon enough, all directed at him. It was all rather tiring and very monotonous. |
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