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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Anarchy Reigns [The Rioters]
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Post by Sentiant on Apr 20, 2016 15:58:48 GMT -5
10:08 AM, Wednesday April 20th "It's almost time, sis. In mere moments, we will finally be able to make them pay for their actions. Our parents died because of these people... Don't feel bad.""... Okay. I'm with you Karl. Too late to turn back now, anyways. They are responsible as a collective... The District was their fault."Two figures stood side by side, residing near the back end of the monorail as it approached the school building designed to house what these two considered monsters. The male stood just shy of six feet tall, his stocky build still intimidating. His shaggy blond hair tucked beneath a brown beanie. The female next to him was nearly half a foot smaller, identical colored hair tied back into a pony tail. The girl sported a simple lime green tank top, with a pair of olive drag military fatigues and black boots, while her brother donned a pair of black cargo's, boots and a dark brown t-shirt underneath a matching brown trench coat. The would begin to walk in unison toward the doors that would be opening momentarily. The watch on the girl's left wrist would sound off an alarm as the monorail slowed to a halt. The male would lift his right wrist, underneath the jacket a large bulge could easily be seen. He would smirk, turning to his sister as the train doors opened wide. "I might be your little brother, Carry. But stay with me and you will be safe. Together we will get the revenge we want.""Don'tcha mean 'stay by me and keep me safe, my brave sister!'? Enough chatter, little man. Lets get on with this. San Francisco will be heard today."10:10 AM, Wednesday April 20th In unison, the Murdok twins stepped out from the monorail car just as the massive crowd of rioters began to wield weapons and take action. With little hesitation the siblings would move from the landing and begin to make their way from the station and toward the rest of the courtyard. A mob of angry weapon wielding civilians young and old would begin to wash over the landscape, some attacking anyone they could while others attempted to deface as much of the property as they could. The Murdok twins had one goal. To dish out as much "justice" as they possibly could. They had to buy time for the bigger play at hand to be successful. "KILL THEM ALL! NONE OF THEM DESERVE ANY MERCY!" Carry Murdok Str: 30 Dex: 40 Con: 30 Wis: 40 Int: 100
Karl Murdok Str: 80 Dex: 65 Con: 75 Wis: 40 Int: 40
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Apr 20, 2016 20:35:09 GMT -5
So much for San Francisco welcoming the delinquents of Public High School #552 with open arms. Between the bombs blowing the Pillar Office up and the rioters that stormed the academy grounds, Kazuya wasn't sure which was better. As the rioters, both young and old, began to attack any and all nearby, including the students and security guards, off in the distance, groups of people would begin to suddenly disappear from sight. Standing in the middle of the fray, surrounded on all sides, Kazuya slowly but steadily knocked out as many rioters as he could, making sure to hit them with non-lethal blows.
For every rioter that tried to beat the shit out of Kazuya, some even trying to kill him, he would knock two out, but dear sweet Amaterasu, there were a lot of them. If these rioters thought they could just walk right in and destroy the academy and the students, they were dead wrong. There was no way in hell Kazuya was going to let them lay a hand on and badly injure or kill another student.
"This is our school. Get out."
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Post by Ethen Choi on Apr 21, 2016 20:51:20 GMT -5
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From the back of the school Ethen began to jog around to where he heard more voices… Once he caught sight of the huge crowd, his jogging became a collection of confused strides - One foot hesitantly after the other… closer and closer...
The rioters were holding weapons… though closer and closer he went, unarmed...
"KILL THEM ALL! NONE OF THEM DESERVE ANY MERCY!" Echoed throughout the area, but he kept moving forward (mercifully…).
Then soon after, people began fighting… so, he abruptly stopped, took a U-turn, and proceeded in the opposite direction (as if to retreat already). At this point he began to think …:
‘I’m in [poop]...’ He was a perfect target for a rioter… backpack on, proving he was a student here… not too strong… small framed… yet 'delinquent-y' enough looking for his death to satisfy a rioter wholly…
Of course rioters began to come his way, so now it was time to act: His logic at the moment was head into the school and warn students that may still be unaware, so back to the school he ran. *He knew the rioters came from the monorail… so he didn't expect any of them to have made it into the school already… (His perception of the situation was still poor though).
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Post by Alex Dragon on Apr 22, 2016 19:58:29 GMT -5
I quickly jumped into the action, bashing rioters as I went. I was headed towards the entrance of the school, not wanting to let any more of those bastards come in.
"I AM THE DEFENDER OF THIS SCHOOL, IF YOU WANT TO HURT ANYONE OF MY STUDENTS, YOU'LL HAVE TO PASS THROUGH ME!!"
With that, I started fighting as many rioters as I could. I am keeping that promise, I don't care what happens to me, I will keep true to my word. The rioters looked like they stood a chance, but I will make sure they will go down....even if I had to let the darkness enter me again to do so.
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Post by 'Drez' on Apr 22, 2016 20:41:09 GMT -5
Whatevwr had begun to unfold, Badyn was enjoying it. He had heard explosions from the ibside of the building, but quickly walked through the front entrance of the school building just to hear someone scream out to kill them all. Deep violet hues swept across the courtyard and met the sight of hundreds of angry looking people pull weapons and begin rampaging across the courtyard. Drez was actually kind of excited about it!
He figured he would join the fun. Rioter or #552 student, he caeed little. Just the thought of shredding through people with little to stop him was enough to get this young psychopath's blood pumping. "..Ah..Ahaha..AHHAHAHA HAHAHAAA" That distorted, low laugh began to sound out loudly as he slipped his gloves on, patiently awaiting the waves of violence to wash over him. Arms spread out wide, he would wait until the crowd nearly swarmed him, before those large arms began flailing left and right, the barbed tipa of his gloves tearing chucks of flesh loose as he waded straight into the storm. A throat here, some guts there. blood and vicera everywhere!
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Post by Gino Reisi on Apr 23, 2016 1:37:39 GMT -5
Haven't you people ever heard of,
What reigns is chaos as it overtakes the whole atmosphere like a tidal wave, harsh and unsuspecting, able to drown if one doesn't catch their bearings soon enough. Gino sees anger simmering in the faces of the citizens surging towards them, destruction a promise on their faces as if promises could be painted on expressions. Gino sees and like usual, he doesn't understand. It doesn't matter that he doesn't get it though, all that matters is that he is going to fight back like he always does, despite not knowing, not fathoming why.
Why they're fighting a school of teenagers, why they look so angry, why they think a riot would help, why they think taking their anger out on students was acceptable, why they're even here, why humans are so completely idiotic because he has no doubts that this situation is kind of stupid just as it is extremely dangerous– So many questions why, and Gino, someone who's never been empathetic, never been good at understanding the thoughts of others (unless they were just as twisted as his own) can't even begin to formulate an answer.
In the back of his mind, he hears shouts from people he'll assume are students, warnings for the citizens to get off their property. (Gino suddenly has an amusing thought of the whole school of PHS wielding canes and telling the citizens to get off their damn lawn like old, grumpy, senior citizens.)
The young Italian male is just standing there, posture easy and almost relaxed as the rioters approach. He already knows what to say if anyone tries to make a conversation with him too, so he's really got this all planned out.
Counter and attack if anyone attacks him, and then kindly suggest therapy instead of being here at this riot. Or a hospital, depending.
CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR?
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Apr 23, 2016 16:10:26 GMT -5
Ian was really hoping today would be a normal one. Actually, he was hoping every day that followed his death would be a normal one, because who all can say they had half their body destroyed and still got up ten seconds later? Probably just Ian. And things like that, they did terrible things to your head, and the remedy was usually just some form of relaxation. Of course, over the past week, as he saw the increasing security, he became aware that things were not going to go very simply at all. Everything just had to be a fucking train wreck sooner or later.
"You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' me," he groaned as he heard the explosions behind himself. Then he saw the rioters, and the people running off with the backpacks... this went to hell quicker than anyone could have anticipated. And, like in any attack, the people behind it just had to make themselves known by shouting atop the masses. Ian's gaze zeroed in on the man and woman who decided to draw attention to themselves, and he immediately proceeded toward them. Any rioter who made their way near him would be met with a swift, powerful punch to the jaw that would immediately cripple, and he would dodge their attacks with ease - with senses like his, getting the jump on him would be very difficult.
"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Inbred," he snapped as he was within earshot of the two. "I'll give you one chance to back the hell off, 'cuz I died once already and all it did was give me a real bad temper. Final warning before I start breaking necks." His stride never stopped, however, and he continued in the direction of the two, shouting so they could hear him. His eyes remained on them for now, as he wasn't going to let anyone get any tricks off on him. After the McDonald's mascot blew him up, he was going to keep a close eye on everyone.
Str: 25/55(47/70) Dex: 25/35(27/50) Con: 25/40(32/55) Wis: 25/58(50/72) Int: 25(32) Current stats are as follows - Str: 47 Dex: 27 Con: 32 Wis: 50 Int: 32
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Post by Sentiant on Apr 24, 2016 8:34:17 GMT -5
Everything was going smoothly thus far. Escape was impossible for the students of #552 now, their only way off the island was blocked and a sea of rioters crashed down like a tsunami. But from within the crowds, the bravest fought back. Kazuya, Ian, Drez and Alex would begin laying into the weapon wielding rioters as they came in swarms. Gino and Ethan would soon be overrun, despite their attempt to hold out near the school building. The two of them would find three Rioters approaching quickly. Of the three rushing Gino, Two held baseball bats, while the third held a chain. The one wielding the chain would attempt to flank him and wrap the chain around his torso and yank, attempting to restrict his arm movements while one batter swung toward his head and the other toward his legs. Ethan would experience a similar assault, one attack rushed him straight on with nothing but a pair of knuckle dusters, throwing punches toward his face. His two attackers would look to attack from the sides, the one at his left trying to stab at him with a small knife while the one on the right tried to hit him with a golf club. NPC Stats: Str:8 Dex:6 Con:8 Int:10 Wis:8
Drez would manage to carve his way through multiple rioters, a pathway of blood left in his wake before he would come face to face with a large, round fellow easily towering a half foot over his own height. The massive man would literally grab one of his own fellow rioters and start swinging him around in attempt to take out the psychopath, completely oblivious to the fact that he took out a few of his own. NPC Stats: Str: 15 Dex: 10 Con: 15 Int:15 Wis:10
While Alex would manage to wipe the first wave clear, he would find another small group rushing him. One stood back, pulling a backpack from his shoulders before retrieving bricks from it and tossing up and over, as three others tried to circle him and take turns swatting at him with baseball bats. And it appeared more continued piling up behind the brick thrower, screaming at Alex as they wait for their turn. NPC Stats: Str: 15 Dex: 20 Con: 15 Int: 20 Wis: 20
Kazuya would successfully defend himself against rioter after rioter, as they threw themselves at the pillar, completely unaware of the skill he possessed. While he would take a few minor licks here and there, nothing seemed to prevent him from leaving a ring of unconscious bodies surrounding him. Even he would not e the rioters grew far more weary, standing outside the ring and watching him intently, but not proceeding any longer. Instead, it would be like he was invaded in a small circle in which he would have to fight his way out of to proceed anywhere. NPC Stats: Str: 25 Dex: 25 Con: 25 Int: 25 Wis: 25
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Ian would get the attention he sought. After plowing his way through various rioters and shouting out toward the Murdok twins, both set of eyes trained upon the outspoken student heading straight toward him. Karl would grin, but his hazel hues narrowed and his brow furloughed. He would shrug off his petty insults, not even acknowledging them as he shouted out in return. "I pity you. By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish they finished the job!" After shouting he would glance toward his sister and whisper to her. "Remember, we only have to stall them. But in the process, we can kill as many as we can.""Yes. I know the plan.. I suppose we can kill that bastard first." Carry was still glaring toward Ian, her pale green eyes trained upon him. She would pay at her brother's shoulder and push him in front of her. Karl already knew what she had in mind. Lifting his right hand up, his left hand would press against his forward, covered by the trench coat he wore. There would be a brief pulsating wound, before what appeared to be something akin to static electricity crackling, before a sphere of blue and black energy formed, disintegrated the materia of trench coat past his elbow. A large metallic gauntlet could be seen through the energy it had created. With little hesitation, Karl Murdok would begin to unleash his vengeance upon the students of #552 personally. Rushing forward, he would tear across the pathway toward Ian, rolling through his own fellow rioters that hadn't been quick enough. Carry following directly in his wake with arms wide. The duo would continue to push until they were roughly ten feet away, Karl would slide to a halt and raise his left hand, palm down. The ground in front of him would crack and break, the rumble echoing through the courtyard as a rectangular stone slab of concrete would rise. It was a few feet thick, six feet wide and six feet high, rising within only a few seconds. Karl's right hand already primed, he would swing his fist high, arcing his punch vertically. The gauntlet would reduce the pillar of stone to tiny sharp fragments, dust and other rubble of various size as it passed through. As Karl hunched down with his punch, his sister would jump and land upon his upper back. A pale green glow would encase her arms, pulling them back before thrusting them forward, Carry Murdok would harness gale force winds. The intense and sudden burst of air would meet with the debris her brother had created. The stone would be spewed in Ian's direction, traveling at dangerously high speeds with all intentions of peppering his body with fragments of concrete and blinding him with the dust from the cloud. It would also threaten to blow him backwards from shear force from the winds. The Murdok twins were well aware of these 'gifts' possessed by these students. They had not come unprepared to deal with any such people. They would soon figure this out, if it had not already sunk in. [Gale Force Assault] [100% Int Damage in a straight line, .5 ft of range per 1 it] 100 Int Damage total
Carry Murdok Str: 30 Dex: 40 Con: 30 Wis: 40 Int: 100
Karl Murdok Str: 80 Dex: 65 Con: 75 Wis: 40 Int: 40
[Will change posting to 48-72 hours per round.] Ian Morei-Moody | 'Drez' | Gino Reisi | Ethen Choi | Alex Dragon | Kazuya Hikari
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Apr 24, 2016 15:58:17 GMT -5
Completely surrounded on all sides by the rioters, though he was trapped inside a ring of people, it seemed the rioters had grown wary of going up against him, instead taking to watching him intently. With no opening in the crowd to get through, it seemed there was only one option available: He would have to make his own opening. Pulling out a stack of papers from beneath his jacket, it would immediately light on fire. Pointing both his arms behind him, he would take off in a sprint, as streams of fire would shoot out from his hands behind him, propelling him forward, as the flames from the lit up stack of papers would spread from his hand, up his arm, eventually completely engulfing him in fire.
If the rioters didn't move, he would make them move, and anyone that collided with him, would have to deal with their clothes being lit on fire from the making contact with the flames first. Hopefully propelling himself through the rioters would put him closer to the not-so dynamic brother and sister duo off in the distance, as it seemed they were the big bad who all of them should be concentrating on. If he managed to clear the rioters, he would continue propelling himself towards them, before coming to a halt a few feet away from them. Immediately drawing his katana from its sheath inside the duffel bag he carried, the blade would be engulfed in flames, as Kazuya would forgo trying to sneak up behind the two, and just position himself off to the side of them, making sure to stay out of range of Ian's inevitable counterattack.
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Legal Documents: Now you have to deal with the lawyers. Not my problem. You can probably light them on fire though. Allows you to perform a Fire based attack that does +15 STR. Once per thread.
Retsuenda (Rending Flame Destruction): Kazuya is able to generate streams of flames from his hands, with the length of the fire stream 1 foot per 2 Int at the speed of his Int, dealing damage 1/4 his total Int stat. He is able to control the direction of the fire streams, but only from side to side or up and down slowly. He can also project the fire streams behind him to increase his speed or propel himself forward. While in motion he gains +20 Dex but is committed to the direction of motion he was originally in, suffering -15 Dex following posts equal to the number used in a row. This power only boosts Kazuya's speed it does not allow him to change direction nor gain additional height. Fire propel (requires that Kazuya already be in motion) costs one additional use. Cost: 1 post per 10 Intelligence)
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Post by Alex Dragon on Apr 25, 2016 19:49:46 GMT -5
Mission: Defeat as many rioters as you can
Bricks? You gotta be kidding me. They think a couple of fired red clay bricks will protect them from my wrath, well they better think twice. Getting my weapon out from my back, I proceeded to fight the rioters. Avoiding the bricks the guy threw, I would attack from the sides and behind, performing a spin attack on those jerks. Of course that wouldn’t do, so rushing towards the guy with the brick ammunition, I grabbed his bag and used it to my own purposes: bashing people’s heads with stones made for construction, mainly targeting the ones with the baseball bats.
One of them managed to lay a strike on me, and that...that sparked another wave of anger in me. Not caring about the pain, I attempted to strick the man in the neck with the teeth of the keyblade, if successful, leaving a few red marks on his neck and making him fall in pain on the floor. I didn’t want to hurt or kill anyone, but I will do what I can to defend the students. Leaving the other
“What did we do? We just came here for a safe haven? Who is your leader?!”
The real question was why they were attacking us. Back in New York everythings seemed fine and great, until some jerk named Luca decided to cause an uproar and persuade the people that we were dangerous. It looked like we were facing the same fate here. Someone made a persuasive point and made the people see us as a problem. In video games, if you beat the boss, peace is obtained. I had to find that boss, but I had to find a way to stop rioters from coming into the school. There needs to be some sort of metal gate or something to block the flow of the rioters.
“Move unless you want me to use force,” I said as I went through the crowd, bashing the rioters who disobeyed my warning. My goal was to reach high ground, the rooftops and the closest building to me looked to be connected to a tall building. I got on top of a dumpster and then jumped to grab the ledge of the building, pulling myself up and rushing across the rooftops of the buildings on the school grounds. While I looked around, I saw that some students were fighting some rioters that looked like they stood a chance against them. This wasn’t the time to join the fight, i needed to clog the flow of the enemies that were coming in swarms.
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Post by 'Drez' on Apr 26, 2016 12:56:59 GMT -5
The crimson haired Drez had came face to face with a rather large rioter with some anger issues to match his own. He watched the big guy grab one of his friends and start swinging him around. His violet hues locked upon the man as he stepped forward and Drez crossed his arms in front of his, throw his elbows forward to meet the incoming human weapon. The body would hit his arms, knocking him backwards slightly as his absorbed the blow.
Drez would then use this opportunity as the large man continued his swing around to try and smash him again. Jumping up, Drez would drape his left arm around the giant's neck, while his other hand moved to the dude's face. His barbed fingers searching out his eye sockets and digging in as he held on from behind.
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Apr 26, 2016 17:04:06 GMT -5
While the two began to speak to one another, Ian pulled a Cloud Nova Vape Pen from his right pocket and put it to his lips, while he pulled out a syringe from his left pocket and stuck it into his leg. With one deep inhale, he filled his mouth and lungs with the cherry-flavored vapor. The two broke off into a run, and he didn't flinch. No, not in the slightest. The man slid and ripped the earth into the air, and it was at that moment that Ian let the vapor slip out from his mouth and nostrils. The white cloud of vapors would encompass the area in front of him with no issue due to his lung capacity. When the earth split into what looked like a bunch of needles, Ian knew he'd done the smart thing here.
The match taken from Amadeo's corpse left Ian's pocket, and as the girl's arms were doing... whatever they were doing, he struck it, igniting the cloud of vapor and causing an explosion that would cause the wind and the shards to veer off in different directions. Or at least, the bulk of it. Whatever was left were all things Ian would have to deal with as he took this opportunity to rip through the cloud and strike at the two. He cleared the ten-foot gap before the dust could even settle and leaped to where he last saw the woman, seeing the man was the one who set up the attacks while the girl was the one who did the striking. He would burst forward from the cloud of dust with his knuckle dusters on his fists. At full force, he would drive his right fist into the woman's throat, looking to hook his arm around her and drag her to the ground behind the man. If he were successful, his legs would wrap around her waist and he would dig his thumbs into her throat to tear out her jugular.
If, for any reason, any shards ripped through the explosion and still struck Ian, his body would turn to smoke in the areas he was hit, allowing him to pass forward still unhindered.
//Kingpin's Match: Once per 20 Int, ignite a cloud of the user's creation to deal full Int damage. Once per 20 Int. 1/1 used. Lombardi Essence: Once per 5 Int, Ian may turn a portion of his body into gas upon being struck. This enables him to continue, ignoring the force of the blow. It does not, however, null damage. 1/6 used. Behemoth: +10 Con, Pain Ignore for 5 rounds. 1/5
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Post by Sentiant on Apr 27, 2016 11:33:35 GMT -5
Both of the Murdok twins had their eyes set forward, so when Ian successfully guarded himself from damage and then burst forward through the debris, they both were ready. "This one is resourceful!" Carry's words escaped as her knees bent and she leap straight into the air. A brief green pulse would resonate from the bottom of her boots and she would jump upward a second time before it appeared as though she was hovering. "And we're JUST GETTIN' STARTED!" Karl was already hunched low and in the perfect position to strike. That gauntleted right hand would be lifted and he would twist and stand, ramming his fist up intending to catch Ian midair, in his gut while he had attempted to target his sister. The raw energy surrounding his fist, would likely desintegrate Ian's clothing near contact. If it hit his mark like he expected, Ian's body would be launched upward vertically. Had the connection been made, Carry would be patiently waiting above. Her right had pulled back and primed, before green hues winds would begin to swirl and rapidly engulf her arm toward her shoulder. The sounds of rushing wind would pick up as the 'wind drill' picked up speed. When Ian's backside would approach, she would thrust her arm forward and look to slam her fist into his back. A sonic boom would tear through the courtyard, echoing from above as Ian's body would be shot right back down into the ground. Qi Ability: Sonic Drill 125% int damage upon contact, emits a sonic boom to separate from target. 125 It damage total
So long as contact had been made, Karl would have been searching his surroundings. The turn with his upward punch would have brought him to face the sword wielding Kazuya, in which he simple glared toward. Kazuya had successfully cleared a fiery path in his wake, many rioters behind him on fire and scream before crashing into others and setting them on fire. And now he would see Karl Murdok staring intensely at him. Alex would get little to nothing out of any of the rioters he tried demanding questions of. He would be successful in fleeing though, making it to the rooftop as he planned. When he surveyed the courtyard and school grounds from above, his heart would likely sink. The only way on and off the island was the monorail, which had been shut down. The rioters were already swarming the grounds, there was little he could do to prevent what was already happening. Drez would successfully manage to take the giant rioter's back and gouge out his eyeballs. The giant roared out in pain, before reaching back and grabbing Baden's head before yanking up and over. He would toss the psychopath a good twenty feet before he would bowl through an angry group of rioters. At that point, the blind giant would begin to run forward, swinging blindly at anything he could. He would crush many rioters as he rushed toward Drez again. Ethan and Gino would be overwhelmed and beaten. They better figure something out! [OOC: 72 hour limit. Ethan and Gino can still post, but they missed this round.] Ian Morei-Moody | 'Drez' | Gino Reisi | Ethen Choi | Alex Dragon | Kazuya Hikari
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Post by Ethen Choi on Apr 27, 2016 17:30:05 GMT -5
The same few rioters he first seen coming from afar - then disregarded soon after - were the same ones that ended up beating him to the ground not even two minutes later....
While the rioters were within meters, Ethen realized once again that they were coming for him still (but this time from a lot closer). He looked back multiple times before slowing down then and putting an elbow up as an instinctual shield once they surrounded him. (Of course the shield did nothing.)
The knuckle dusters were by far the most effective weapon for that moment-- Compared to the knuckle dusters, the small knife merely pricked him and golf club poked-- the dusters made hit him first, square in the face - made his head throb and his vision blur.
He wobbled backwards off balanced, which left the rioters the perfect opportunity to get at him. Once on the ground, he attempted to yank away the golf club specifically or kick at the rioters legs - but it was already too late for him to fight back effectively... --- Too late for him to fight back effectively... What seemed like minutes of getting beat-up, was only a couple of seconds - and uncharacteristically,,, Ethen stayed silent for all 15 off them, untill.. “Whoa-WAIT.. !! I’M WITH YOU GUYS- Icamewithyouonthemonorail!” He strained. Ethen hoped those words would stop them from swinging - even if just for a moment. He wanted to see if it would work...-
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Post by Gino Reisi on Apr 27, 2016 22:49:49 GMT -5
Haven't you people ever heard of,
Gino was so lost in his thoughts that before he knew it, he was overwhelmed. He thought he was ready? Turns out he really wasn't, oops. The Italian winces when the hits take him, wholly unprepared to be ganged up as the male takes the hits with a grimace. He has to move, has to do something– Gino refuses to go down like this, but he's not sure what exactly could help in this situation.
What he goes with is this:
He's unsteady on his feet, but Gino manages to make himself look confused and hurt in a manner of seconds, looking at the crowd around him with wounded eyes as he flails his arms to get the attention of some people around him. If he accidentally hits some people while doing so. Well. Sucks.
"I don't.. Um, please, I think there's a misunderstanding." He stammers out, taking care to play the part of someone lost and confused. His Italian accent helps greatly to conjure the image of him being just a tourist, and he knits his brows as he looks at them in terror.
"I was told this place was a must see tourist spot, is it not? What's going on?" Gino slowly pulls out a brochure for PHS #552 out of his pocket, silently thanking the government official for giving it to him to begin with. The male waves the brochure in front of the crowd, hands up in a show of surrender.
"I do not believe... That I am who you think I am?
So please don't hurt me?"
If Gino murmurs threats of death under his breath after that, then at least it's in Italian. He's pretty sure the people around him might think he's praying to God anyways so. S'all good.
CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR?
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