aerospine
Ghetto Posta
The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Jan 26, 2009 17:34:32 GMT -5
Aero had come to an seemingly empty arena. He was searching for a place to train and this arena seemed perfect. "This seems like a good place to train." Aero happily said doing a backflip. "Ok first my physical strength. I'll test it on that rock." he said looking toward a big rock in his path. He got into his fighting stance and rush at the rock winding his fist back for a punch. When in range he shot it forward to the rock causing it to break into little pieces. "I am stronger than I thought." he said looking at his hands.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 2, 2009 0:27:43 GMT -5
"Nice one," spoke a voice from the stands, a down-to-earth tone of speaking coming from... a life-sized wooden puppet? It seemed odd, but the puppet moved on its own accord, adjusting his sitting position and tossing the paper curls out of his face to get a better look at the Aero. "You're not half bad. Need a sparring partner?"
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aerospine
Ghetto Posta
The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Feb 3, 2009 3:28:36 GMT -5
A voice seemed to come out of nowhere, and it startled Aero quite a bit making him jump. "W-who's there?" he said as he searched for the source of the voice. He came to a life sized wodden puppet that was moving and talking? "Well you don't see that everyday." the hedgewolf whispered to himself. The puppet seemed to have asked if he needed a sparring partner, and maybe he did need one. "Uh, sure a sparring partner would be great." he did a short bow to the puppet confining his acceptance. "I am Aero by the way who are you?"
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 3, 2009 21:03:27 GMT -5
"Name's Geno," the puppet nodded back in reply, standing up. He jumped out from the stands, his blue cape flying behind him, and he landed before Aero, straightening up. "Shall we begin?"
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aerospine
Ghetto Posta
The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Feb 5, 2009 0:20:53 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you Geno. Now let's have some fun." Aero went into battle stance and ran to Geno readying another fist for a punch, this time however he charged a blue aura (spirit energy) into his fist to give it a little kick. "Get ready." was all he said before throwing the punch at Geno when in range.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 5, 2009 19:11:06 GMT -5
"Hah!" Geno caught the fist in his hand, pushed back across the arena. His heels left deep trails in the dirt.
"Good one. Spirit energy, i'm guessing?" Swiftly, he leaped back, and holes opened on his fingertips. From them he shot tiny little bullets, peppering the ground close to Aero's feet, in order to maintain some comfortable distance before the next attack.
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aerospine
Ghetto Posta
The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Feb 6, 2009 12:20:05 GMT -5
Aero jumped back as well when Geno shot the tiny little bullets. He was obviously trying to keep his distance from him. "Yep Spirit energy, and I can use it in loads of different ways." He waited this time, not wanting to try and charge head on again. This time he will let his opponent attack.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 8, 2009 1:00:36 GMT -5
"I'm sure you can. Spirit energy's pretty versatile." Clenching a fist, Geno motioned Aero's way, and the fist shot out from his wrist like a rocket, launching its way towards Aero.
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aerospine
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The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Feb 13, 2009 20:02:01 GMT -5
Aero jumped to his left to avoid the fist and used this time to run up to Geno using his speed to get there within the second. "Over here." he declared kicking the puppet straight in the air. Be then planted both feet on the ground and jumped up after him intending to punch him.
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 16, 2009 11:13:32 GMT -5
"Unfh!" Geno took the first hit, launched into the air. He barely had enough time to grab Aero's fist when he jumped up, pushing off him as momentum and landing some distance away. "Ow... good one." He rubbed his back in pain from the first hit.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Feb 20, 2009 23:45:14 GMT -5
[Figured I'd go ahead and join this RP hope you guys don't mind.]
... In... Out... In... Out...
Otto took deep breaths as he prepped himself for this exercise. At this moment, he was inside one of the Arena's training rooms, staring down a training dummy. Well... Staring wasn't the right word. Though he was standing up right, his eyes were closed, him taking deep breaths to prep himself up.
His eyes shot open, showing the Crimson Red eyes, which seemed to glow...
And charged.
With little to no mercy, he slammed the training dummy with a feral punch, a blow that would send any normal man reeling, followed by a tough spin kick. He held his hands up in a martial arts stance; since his jacket was removed and hanging on a nearby hook, his dark blue sleeveless shirt was in view, showing his scrawny but noticeably powerful arms. A right hook brings us back to Otto's practice session, causing the training dummy to spin. He stopped it with a karate chop to the shoulder, followed by a jumping spin kick.
He jumped back, the soles of his shoes scraping the floor, before he ran forward, his arm reeled back, ready to deliver what could be the final blow.
The dummy only stood ominously, having not the ability to show fear...
As a kind of dark energy entered Otto's body though his almost feral and angry looking eyes, turning them completely jet black.
The energy traveled quickly through his systems, until a good amount of it came to his arms. It traveled down the arms until it reached his hands...
Transforming them into pale black hands with jet black claws sticking out of the end, other wise replacing his finger nails.
"CHAOS UPPERCUT!!!!!!!!!"
The ensuing attack sent the dummy flying through the air, Otto following right behind it with a mighty jump; the dark energy had reached his legs at this point, and had empowered the jump to Superhuman levels. He was now in the air, right beside the dummy... Claws outstretched.
'SLICE SLASH SHING SLICE!!
Otto hit the ground first... The straw remains of the training dummy following slowly after.
Otto slowly lifted himself back up and looked at what he had done. Strangely, it didn't surprise him. He had long since grown used to this. This power of his was great, when he embraced it, he was given an increase in energy that made his tough stats go beyond anything a normal human was capable of. There was definately more to him then meets the eye.
"I shouldn't have done that. Lost my cool..."
But this power came at a price, Otto constantly had to keep his temper in check. If he lost his cool, he could turn violent; feral like a beast.
But why was he angry here?
Because he had found that after all of his training, despite everything he had been trained to do... He found himself outmatched to just about EVERYONE in the city. For the longest time, he thought he was the strongest warrior around. Back on his homeworld, he did the impossible. Alongside his friends, he defeated an evil king and stopped a supposedly inevitable war from coming to pass. He was a hero, he was unstoppable.
And coming to the big city, he just got a big dose of reality. He wanted desperately, not only to make himself useful to this city, to help those in need...
But he wanted desperately to prove himself. Prove, that he wasn't just some kid who was in WAY over his head. Prove...
That he was a hero.
He scowled, but immediately put aside his temper. He wasn't about to lose his cool again. "Well, back to practice." He said dismally.
Suddenly, he heard something. The dark energy was leaving him, but what energy that remained had heightened his hearing. He tried to figure it out. It sounded like blows being traded.
A fight.
"Sounds interesting."
He turned to the door out of the room. Casually, he walked out, grabbing his jacket and hanging it over his shoulder as he walked out. "Maybe I should investigate."
[Don't let me interrupt your fight guys. Maybe I'll have Otto fight here, but only if he has permission. From the authors and the characters in the RP.]
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Post by nintendonut1 on Feb 21, 2009 0:08:07 GMT -5
(very nice. You've got writing talent, my friend. Lemme just wait for aero to reply)
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aerospine
Ghetto Posta
The king of the Spirits
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Post by aerospine on Mar 10, 2009 0:22:04 GMT -5
Geno once again gained some distance from Aero after his attempted two hit combo. Aero landed flat on his feet sliiding slightly to the momentum of the fall. He faced Geno grinning slyly thinking up a plan of attack. So far he didn't use any of his long range attacks, and he intends to keep it hidden for as long as he can. He used his energy, buy in such a small portion it would make someone think that that is all he can muster. "Now let's continue this battle shall we?" he called out to the puppet. His raised his right hand above his head and clenched it tight into a fist, and slammed it into the ground making a hole.
it seemed confusing, why would he just slam his fist into he ground? What can he hope to accomplish from this? Wellbsoon that answer was revealed as the hedgewol began to lift, and a huge chunk of earth cracked. Amazingly he lifted up that piece of earth with his hand over his head. He leaned back bringing the boulder behind his head. The boulder was taking its toll on him, since he was holding it with one hand. Without really intending to hit him, or it however it's like.
(I don't mind for you to join. I was actually hoping more would come)
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Post by nintendonut1 on Mar 17, 2009 22:02:07 GMT -5
"Phew!" Geno whistled, impressed, as he was nimbly posed atop on of the flagpoles some distance away. "Gotta admit, you have impressive strength."
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 17, 2009 22:09:41 GMT -5
A slow applause from a pair of hands suddenly pierced the arena air.
Otto was sitting in one of the seats, with a thouroughly impressed look. "Very impressive." He stood up and a small smirk appeared on his face. He crossed his arms and looked up to Geno, "Mind if I join you? I was hoping to get some more training in, and it would be a more effectively done if I have a sparring partner."
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