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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream          Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days |
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| Lol. All default (normally used) characters were placed in specific divisions. Other characters used must proove themselves before being placed.
I have a few characters that are worthy of middle, and some that are only lightweight =P Cryo, your boarderinglineing heavy. I might just switch you here in a few days. Lol. |
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| The only way to move up through the division is by the approval of a trainer of my choosing. This fight may still proceed if you wish, but other then that, there will be no changing of divisions for you, Xeios. Not yet, anyway. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days |
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(Lol, of course. I just need comments for the next post  )
Chapter 1 Jesse mused to herself as she looked in the mirror of the bathroom. The stall was rundown, and dirty, but what more could one expect from a bar in the slums? She didn't mind anyway, since she was soon going to meet this mystery man she heard so much about. Some Ex-Soldier, or so the tales say. She was hyped at the thought, an expert fighter that was going to help them take down another Mako plant. She quickly finished the straps of her metal breastplate, and the oddball red bandana that hung off the side of her head, her personal style, and rushed from the bathroom, blowing past Wedge, an overweight fellow. She flopped down onto her computer, the one that sat right next to the big screen TV, and plotting table. "Wheres the fire, Jess?" Wedge let loose a belly laugh as he said it. Her rush had him spinning on his heels, trying to stay standing. "Forget something already?" "Forget? Forget what? The fact that I get my chance to show off my explosives to an expert fighter?" Her eyes sparkled as she spoke. Her childlike demeanor was amusing to most, and charming to some. Wedge shrugged his shoulders in a heartful laugh, shaking his head slowly. "Just don't overdue it, like last time." His round face brightened immensly at lasttime's attempt. All Jesse could do was scowl at him as he wondered into the bathroom. Just above, Bigss sat in the corner of the bar, listening to Tifa and Barret go back and forth. He sipped his mug of beer, and wisly chose not to interrupt the two in their arguement over the Soldier and her. "Why not?!" The sharp reply came from the oen in white and black clothing. The barmaid Tifa was raving over Barret's choice of this mission. "Because I don' need any messups!" Biggs sat quietly as Barret went into a rant of swearwords. Only part of it was acctually audiable to understand. Barrets thick ganger accent was rather hard to understand... The arguement made him think though... Who would win in a straight fight? Sure Barret was nearly four times the size of Tifa-or anyone else for that matter-and his muscles would make a thick boulder jealous, but Tifa's martial arts was something that anyman feared, thought that never stopped the drunks from trying something.... Flash of metal broke him from his daydream of the two brawling, and he even flinched. Tifa slamming her fists down through the air made him shudder, her and her metal plated knuckles. "Sheet... Whatever. I don' care what that Spikey Haird freak does. So'long as you don' follow. I mean it Tifa!" He flexed his inhuman bicept, as the gatling gun graphed to his arm spun in reloading. "I wonder how that thing works..." Biggs whispered to himself. Never once had he seen Barret reload that thing, and it's almost always firing.... He figured it was best not to ask, ecspecially now. Tifa finally gave up the fight, for she knew nothing was getting through that thick skull of Barret's. "Fine then. I'll watch Marlene in the meantime..." She said in defeat, finding somethign to try to keep her own ego up. Biggs took one final sip of his mug before leaning over to rest his head on both arms. Now that there was some quiet going on, he could probably get some rest before the mission... Or atleast he thought he'd try, for not long later, he found himself flying through the air from one powerful shock under him, and landed face first infront of the pinball machine on the other side of the room, atleast a good 20 feet flight. He looked behind him after the land, to see a pissed off Barret standing with his foot in the air, the chair knocked over. "And get your scrawny ass down there an' prepair with Jesse! Gawd damned lazy people, all of ya!" The torn vest, the angry glare, and the dark skin of barret set off the fires behind his eyes. Biggs almost thought he'd die from the sight itself. A second later he hit the hidden button, and the second of floor slowly elevated him downward. *** The cold penetrating stare gazed upone the railroad tracks. His glowing blue eyes absent from any serious thought. Tifa had sent him a message via his phone, one he found pacurliar, since all it said was 'Catch the Train, and goodluck.' Still, he wasn't one to ignore orders from a childhood friend. A simple finger press and the phone flipped shut, then reached it's way to his back pocket, just under the massive blade that rest on his lower back, mainly being supported by his belt. The blade could easily weight roughtly 200 pounds, and two slots resided near the base, two green orbs resided there - materia. He brought a black gloved hand up and ran his fingers through the front of his yellow, spikey hair, and glanced down the tracks. He stood a good ten feet off the ground, on a raised platform. He intended to jump on the train... Suicide, but still it would get him on without any guards. He quickly dropped to one knee, as his head slammed hard in pain. His sigh sent all the colors inverted for a moment, and flashed back to normal... Something odd, but he was back on his feet like nothing happened... He had the problem for a while, occasionally he would get hit with this type of headach, he figured it was the Mako that was infused into him... The effects were becomming more scare as the days passed by. He knelt quickly, and tightened his laces of his military issued black hightop boots. His boots held the bottoms of his dark blue, nearly black, pants, followed by a wide belt that supported his blade holster, following that was a dark purple, nearly black, vest. His left shoulder had a spiked metal plate, partly for defensive perposes, partly for sheer boredom. Rumbling of the ground brought his attention to focus. His eyes darted up to the train that fast approched. He caught a glimpes of a huge black man jumping to the side, and quickly, his mind put the peices together... Barret was probably testing him, and wanted Tifa to stay out of the picture, incase she got in the way... Typical. He stood up once more, and stepped back once, giving himself clearence. One large step brought him over the edge, and he launched himself forward to the train. *** "So where is he?!" Jesse yelled over the breeze of the air. Barret glared back at her quickly "Do your damn job an' no more questions!" His voice easily heard over the wind. Barret slowly crawled backwards, giving room between Jesse, Biggs, and Wedge. They were usually the first to go in. He steamed for a while, since afterall, the Soldier was nowhere to be seen. "Peh... Tifa's friend my ass." he said to himself, the wind covering up his words. His seething ate was building, untill he startled with fright. He quickly threw his gun arm behind him, aiming at whatever put a hand on his back, and then felt stupid... Even if his aim was fast enough, the guy was on the wrong side of his body. Quickly, he looked the other was to be met by a yellow haired spiky merc. "'Bout damned time!" he grunted. His scolding was put to waste, for all he got was just a blank stare, with cold blue, glowing eyes. Barret was close to ripping his friend a new one, but decided against it when he heard the brakes click on. His sight locked forward, seeing his Trio, Avalanche, going into work. Jesse, Biggs and Wedge all had cleared the train before it fully stopped, and had ran up the nearest door. *** He watched Barret jump from the train, and waited a moment, letting the big man distance himself. Last thing he felt like dealing with was an ego. Gripping the side, he pulled himself over the edge, and cartwheeled off the train, landing on the pavement, while drawing his massive blade. As he landed, he knelt down, holding the giant blade downward, resting off his arms, the tip touching the ground, while the handle was angled up. Just as he did so, two guards dressed in a blue came out, machine gunes ready, tightly pressed to their sholders. "Freeze!" They said in union. His response came in the form of a lunge foreward, and a circling blade that slided the first guard neatly in half. The move was almost too fast to see for the thick visored guards. The second guard pulled his gun around, tyring to follow the blure, but the blade of the Buster Sword came crashing in, ripping the machine gun down the center, and exploding the scrany man's shoulder. A cry of pain began to wail in his throat, but the bustersword swirled in an arch, and split the man's face in half. *** Jesse, Biggs, and Wedge all watched at amazement at how fast the soldier dispatched the guards. The ease it took the young man to use such a large blade, with such scrawny looking arms. The couldn't believe that someone like that was on their side - and lucky that he was! They wouldnt' stand a chance against him. "Stop standin' around!" Barret screamed as he ran by, a line of swear words were quick to follow. His gun arm was out, and constently firing upon any poor soul who was unlucky enough to be in the way. Biggs shook his head, and noticed Jesse was still in awe, and froze. Wedge was frozen as well, but it didnt' take long for Biggs to figure out why. The Soldier was commin their way. He tensed up as he watched the intimidating man walk forth, his glowing blue eyes adding to the appearence of death that he seemed to resinate. He sucked in his breath, and stood forth. "Hey there! Whats your name?" He dared to ask. "Cloud." The soldier replied firmly. "Amazing... My name is-" "I don't care what your name is. When this is over, I'm gone." And with that, Biggs dropped his shoulders and slumped backwards, hurt by the words, but they were expected. Regardless, he picked himself up, and the three ran up past Cloud, to join up Barret, avoiding the solder whom weild the massive blade. *** Cloud held his blade on his back as he walked firmly. He let the three run ahead. It gave him time to think ahead of the game. He didn't care much for ambushes... And his eyes glanced up over the walls at the amazing Mako Reactor, glowing a menacing green. He blinked at the sight, and a chill ran down his spine... Mako... With that, he stepped on through the massive gates that were opened by the trio. Not long down the hall, in a more narrow spot, he quickly paced his stepped, and stopped right before the trio, Barret standing near them. "Awright! Your spikey ass is commin with me!" Barret demanded. The trio stiffed up, knowing Barret wouldn't of stood much of a chance against one such as Cloud, but relaxed when nothing seemed to happen. "Were gan'a blow this damn place sky high!" And with that, a dark laugh errupted from Barret. The thrill of a fight was overwhelming for him. Biggs pried open the panel, and shorted the card reader, sliding the metal frames clear. Jesse ran in, and did the same for the second door that twisted to the right... Cloud and Barret strolled through, and head into the elevator that was at the end of the hall. "You ain't scared, now are ya?!" Barret attempted to tease, as he saw Cloud's unchanging face. An odd Ping sound let him know that Jesse hit the elevator button. Cloud turned to regard his huge friend, and blinked. "And why would I be?" Barret looked at him for a moment drawing a blank on his smartassed comment. He spit to the floor, and let loose a curse. "This'll be done soon! Jesse?" he turned back to the childish girl, grinning a mile a minute at Cloud, whom she admired. Quickly she pulled out a homemade satchel bag, and handed it to Barret. "Lets just get this done with." Cloud said firmly, void of any real emotion. He slid his blade out of the holster as the elevator neared the bottom, prepairing for whatever may be next. |
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| Its quiet good. I agree with Cyro's comments.
Thought is could use a little more definition. Maybe add a slightly darker line downt eh blade to give it depth, or some 3D feelto the handle. Past that, I like it. |
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| (WAY shorter then I planed on x-x)
Chapter 2 He slowly crept around the corner of the darkened building. The screems of horror and pain filled the air from the dark experiments that happened. "Lucrecia..." His soft voice whispered to the darkness. His hand slipped into his buisness suit, and softly touched the handgun that holstered within. The feel of the handle gave him a sense of security as he slipped through the darkness. There he stood, not twenty feet away, the man who cursed his life to a living nightmare... Hojo, in all his smugged glorey, stood at the a computer, furiously typing at whatever experiment held his intrest. Hate filled his mind... Slowly, his grip pulled the custom made handgun from his coat. "Yo!" He startled, and dropped his gun back into his holster quickly, before turning to meet the other man. Reno stood before him, that stupid grin on his face, with the glasses on his forehead. "What are you up to, man?" He laughed as he asked. "Nothing, Reno." The male said. He shurgged his shoulder and passed by the red haired youth, but Reno stopped him with a hand to the shoulder. " You wern't planning anything... stupid, where ya?" Reno looked at the man intently. "No.... why? " he lied. The Turks looked out for one another, true, but when it came to the higher ups, there was no betrayl. There was a long moment of silence between the two. As if Reno saw right through his new friend. He shook his head and walked away from Reno quickly, his heart racing from the near assasination... then stopped. Right before him, a beautiful woman was before him. The young woman looked upon the man with bright eyes, full of pain. "Lucrecia...?" He blinked. He began to move twoard the woman, but the hesitation was quick, for a bright line appeared down the middle of her body, and split her perfectly in two, both halfs falling to the sides. His eyes went wide as his hand leaped back into his coat, ripping the pistol from his holster, and taking aim. There was now a fetus floating before him, holding a massive five foot blade... "Where the hell is Reno?!" He looked back into the dark passage to see his Turk friend, and quickly glanced back. The Infant has grown into a tall man with silver hair, glowing green eyes, and a black, long coat. "You did this to me...!" The infant grown man said. The blade turned quickly, and he vanished in the blinding speed he took running forward. The vision of the Turk went red, as the silverish, platinum haired man split him in half... And then he woke. *** Cloud paced down the staircase behind everyone. Why he was behind Barret, was only his guess, when Barret was more then cababile of taking a blow to the back... the man only looked like a tank... Regardless... "Sheet!" Cloud looked up from his near train of thought. Barret was swearing up a storm ovr something trivial once again. It almost brought a grin to Cloud's face. Almost... It was a path that only led down via a pipe. One Barret had difficulty with due to his one arm. And an oppertunity to rub it in. "My Barret, having trouble?" He glared back up to Cloud, and went into a spree of foul mothed words. "Shut your damn mouth ya spikey haired-" "Easy now, Barret." Cloud mused. He passed by barret, and just jumped down the pipe, using both hands as a brace as he did, landing softly. Following, he turned the corner, and went down a ladder that was near his spot. Coud paced from the ladder, his hand resting on the handle of his Buster Sword. Not far from the ladder, a loud CRASH turned him about. Barret had jumped a good twleve feet, and left two foot imprints into the metalic catwalk. "Damn ladders..." Cloud shook his head as he walked downt he catwalk leading to the mako Reactor core. It was near time to leave, and head back to the 7th Heaven, and report back to Tifa. Knowing her, she was probably pretting over small things, fustrated that she wasn't allowed to participate... "AWRIGHT!" Cloud shot a glance up to his huge friend. "Your setting the bomb, Cloud! Someone's gatta watch your spikey ass ta see if your wit it or not!" And with that, he lobbed the bomb to Cloud, whom caught the small package in one hand. 'Dont' do it!' Cloud fell to one knee, clinching his eyes closed. 'People will die!' There was a small voice echoing about. Cloud looked up, trying to locate the voice. "Yo Cloud, git up, you awright?" Cloud stood back up, ignoring the voice, and attached the bomb. "Here it comes!" Cloud looked up from the bomb he was prepairing to see a massive red machine drop from the ceiling, and slam against the ground. A long black tail and a black moniter head made it resembe a scorpion. "Awright! I was starin to git bored!" Cloud onlys hook his head as he pulled his blade out, and gripped it with determination. (Last edited by Kaijin Surohm on 05-14-06 04:37 PM) |
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| Right now, I don't have the words to say exactly what I wish to say, but I'll speak up on the specific issue about me.
Its not that I'm ignoring you, girl, its that I talk to you as much as I talk to anyone else. Ask anyone who IMs me, I Just Don't Talk. I've never had it in me to talk. You should know this from Freshman Year, and the countless phonecalls we've had. Yes, I have my own car. But theres multiple factors that keeps me pinned down. 1) Whenever I have freetime, I just wanna sleep to have enough energy to work again, along with school school. I currently have Two Jobs ontop of that x-x 2) I don't know your work schedule. Everytime you've IM me (Which, btw, you need to be on more) you've JUST got off work, at like MIDNIGHT. My curfew is Midnight on weekends, and Ten on schoolnights. You want to see me, YOU need to tell me when you have a day off, so I can work around it! 3) I forgot where you lived >.> There, I freaking said it >.< I forgot where you lived x-x |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days |
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| I'm an Independant.
My personal view of what an Indepandant is: Someone who is of one side of the specrum, and has views of the other. (Basically, over half of you are independant. IMO) From the countless Schoolwide quizzes and test that we have been put through to try to brainwash our feeble little minds into thinking there were only two sides, I apperently screwed up the scale when it came to choosing a side. By technical terms, I reside on the Republican side, from which I feel more comfterble with (They make more sense to me.) But on the other hand, I like the Idealistis of Democrats, for they want good things to happen. I Personally like what they wanna adchive, thought I see it as flawed, and nothing more then wishful thinking. (Don't flame me on that.) Thus I have chosen no sides, and I am indapendent. |
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| New characters that have yet to be used are automatically placed in the Lightweight division, from where they have to work their way up.
Think of it as more of a game, where you get to brag about your ability, with proof, rather then just words |
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Holy shit. x-X. I can't even imagine how that would feel, nor would I eva do that! X_X Good god. |
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Added Taela =P
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Once I clean up the rules (since they're only a beta version) I hope this progresses in quite the show, lol. (Last edited by Kaijin Surohm on 12-01-05 03:47 PM)
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The article is here
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Russian squirrel pack 'kills dog' Local people suggest hunger is driving squirrels to extremes Squirrels have bitten to death a stray dog which was barking at them in a Russian park, local media report. Passers-by were too late to stop the attack by the black squirrels in a village in the far east, which reportedly lasted about a minute. They are said to have scampered off at the sight of humans, some carrying pieces of flesh. A pine cone shortage may have led the squirrels to seek other food sources, although scientists are sceptical. The attack was reported in parkland in the centre of Lazo, a village in the Maritime Territory, and was witnessed by three local people. A "big" stray dog was nosing about the trees and barking at squirrels hiding in branches overhead when a number of them suddenly descended and attacked, reports say. "They literally gutted the dog," local journalist Anastasia Trubitsina told Komsomolskaya Pravda newspaper. "When they saw the men, they scattered in different directions, taking pieces of their kill away with them." Mikhail Tiyunov, a scientist in the region, said it was the first he had ever heard of such an attack. While squirrels without sources of protein might attack birds' nests, he said, the idea of them chewing a dog to death was "absurd". "If it really happened, things must be pretty bad in our forests," he added. Komosmolskaya Pravda notes that in a previous incident this autumn chipmunks terrorised cats in a part of the territory. A Lazo man who called himself only Mikhalich said there had been "no pine cones at all" in the local forests this year. "The little beasts are agitated because they have nothing to eat," he added. (restricted) |
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Why not add Emulators to the main site? Not the roms, but just the emulators. They're perfectly legal, and some people use them to learn the coding =P
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Maybe some Rom HACKs? That would draw in some new crowds.
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Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days
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NES
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SNES GB GBC GBA N64 Dreamcast PS1 PS2 GC XBOX Just a small list of what we NEED as Emulators. You get the higher end emus, and people will come o-o
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Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days
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yea they will, lol. I come from a Rom Gaming community, and Sprite community. I know a ton of people who want this stuff. They find the Roms more then the Emulators o.O Take my word for this.
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It won't hurt to try. So lets cut the negitivity.
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Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days
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Did you hit your head or something Xeios? I already told you that winning the fight against Leon would NOT put you in the heavyweight divions x-x. I stated this in PMs, in Threads, and in the beginning of your very fight! How many times, and in diffrent ways, must I say somethign before it sinks in?
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The rules that I have made state, that if you are the Title Holder, you will be PRESENTED with the CHANCE at moving on, IF BY DEMISTRATING enough skill, and for LONG ENOUGH. Being a title holder dosn't mean you automatically get to move on by fighting an Illegal fight o.O In short, if the trainers feel you have show enough skill AS A TITLE HOLDER, then we Might give you the oppertunity to advance to a new division. As of prior to the creation of divisions, you gave up your title.
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Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days
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I disagree, Dells are fine. It's the baby dells that suck ass.
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I'd say go for it, lol. The specs are friggin awsome.
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Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1477 days Last activity: 664 days
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Accutally Xeios, due to the fact I'm currently the only one who's making rules, set this thing up, and seeing to it's progress, my word IS law.
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If you would acctually get off your ass and read the beta rules I've had posted for god knows how long, you'd have seen how you get the chance to move up. Since i'm not in the mood to get into a long rant right now, I'll keep this short. 1) I said Prior to Creation of Divisions. to me, that means at about the same time, for not long after I set them up, you gave the title up. 2) Take it up with the current belt holder if you want your title back. | ||||||||||||||||||
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