Roleplaying Club- Come and Improve Your Skills

[Simping For Hina]

DeathlyFiend teleports to Striker's coordinates by scent and grabs 5 knives from his back.

"This is what you wanted right? Well, if you need to train...this isn't the way for people like us to do it, now come follow me if you want real training."

He grows his wings and crashes through the ceiling of the gym and flies towards the forest of dead trees.

[EndlessOcean]

When he finally reached the room above Striker he thought for a second. He knew Striker could control the Elements, but that was it. With that in mind he crashed down into the room below. The Rubble that came from the resulting explosion flew in all directions, destroying many different types of Gym equipment. Psychic took a moment to catch his breath, and then looked directly at Striker. "Hello, Striker, you have know idea how long i've been waiting for this!"

[Nathanael D. Striker]

"I'm a human Deathly, this is how humans train." Striker moves on to the military press. [i]I'm suprised I can match the strength of a fiend. I'm only a human.[/i] Striker sets up the bar for 300 lbs and gets to work. [i]This feels good![/i] Striker didn't understand the way Deathly trained. Striker knew that he had to gain physical strength to help gain magical strength.
OoC: I'm at a different gym Psychic.

[EndlessOcean]

[quote name='Mr. Striker' timestamp='1302498497' post='5130120']
"I'm a human Deathly, this is how humans train." Striker moves on to the military press. [i]I'm suprised I can match the strength of a fiend. I'm only a human.[/i] Striker sets up the bar for 300 lbs and gets to work. [i]This feels good![/i] Striker didn't understand the way Deathly trained. Striker knew that he had to gain physical strength to help gain magical strength.
OoC: I'm at a different gym Psychic.
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OoC: Dammit!
IC: As Psychic looked around, he realised that Striker was not there. He swore to himself and teleported out. He knew there was no other Gyms in the area, so his only hope was to look through all the gyms again. The first Gym held no luck, as did the second gym. Then, it slowly dawned on him that their was probably a Gym at the arena where Striker and Deathly had been fighting. As he teleported their, it also dawned on him that he had just gone in a complete circle, and he got Reeeaaaalllyyy Pissed off.

[Nathanael D. Striker]

Striker just finished with the military press when he saw the stranger. [i]I'm ready for you stranger.[/i] Striker got into the changing room and put on his elrmental armor. He then went out to confront the stranger. "Hello there, have you been looking for me?"

[Jake the Sage]

Stepping into the room Jake calmly passes by the tendants of the YCM Ultra Hotel, who were allowed to use this area to prevent any further destruction of previously mentioned hotel . . . not to mention raising the insurance costs on it that Jake would have to pay. Not bothered a bit by the explosions he merely walked past them until he reached a corner section of the room marked off with red tape and sat in the middle of it, crossing his legs, and rumaged through a backpack he had had slung over his shoudlers. Digging in it he pulled out the latest 'Mahou Sensei Negima' manga from it and tossed the bag out of the area before flipping to the first page. Once settled in he began to, seemingly to those watching, space out, and slowly rose up off the ground.

"Sheesh dad, you think you'd try another type of training than that sooner or later," Lora complained out loud having seen her father go through the normal ritual. Placing a hand on her hip she moved hair from her face, "I swear we haven't trained in months together ... and I can't drag Katie and Andrew out of the Hotel even if it was on fire."

"I'd die if I trained with Uncle Jesse and Aunt Jackie exactly isn't the 'combat active' type of person," She finished saying to herself, also having finished changed into a training outfit.

[EndlessOcean]

"Oh you have NO Idea!" Psychic said, Tensing for battle. He had been waiting a long time for this, and, now that that time had come, he could not screw it up. He knew that Striker was strong, but also knew that he was stronger. In his time as a criminal, he had faced many enemies and had never lost, and used many powers. As he thought this he felt a small tingle across his white knuckles as he unleashed a supercharged burst of electricity directly at Striker's face.

[Nathanael D. Striker]

"Pathetic." Striker put out his hand and the electricity went through the hand. Striker then shot it at the celling. [i]An aggressive style of fighting. Too easy.[/i] Striker teleported behind the stranger and tossed him to the hook Broken kicked him to an hour ago. "How do you like that?"

[EndlessOcean]

Psychic wiped the blood of his chin. "You are SO in for it now!" he Shouted, as his eyes became a shining white, his entire body tingled with electricity. A White ball of energy surrounded both his fists, and his hair became spiky and also pure white. He Unleashed thousands of blows on Striker, forgeting about trying to keep him alive. His eyes also shot out bright white beams of electricity, aiming straight at Stricker's Chest.

[Simping For Hina]

DeathlyFiend teleports back to where he had found Striker and noticed Psychic standing there as they both were leading into a strike at each other for battle. At the leap of judgement, DeathlyFiend rushed down to the center of the battle field and throw knives into each of the people's chest, passing through any piece of army.

"I really am not in the mood to see people get hurt except this time, if anyone gets hurt, it is going to be by my hands and my hands ONLY"

Electrical pulses surge through the knives and making both people resort to a form of shock.

[EndlessOcean]

Psychic Laughs as the knife hits his body, giving him even more power through the electrical pulse surging through his body. He sees Deathly Fiend in his way, and fires a Giant ball of White electricity at him. The knife is still sending surges through his body so every attack is much more powerful than it should be. If anyone were to touch him, they would instantly die through contact with over a 1,000,000,000 Volts.

[Nathanael D. Striker]

Striker pulled an elemental shield in time before the stranger's attack could hit. "You are crazy and stupid, you know that." Striker grabbed his elemental sword just before the attack ended and cut one of the stranger's fingers off. "Did The Master send you? Or should I say War Torn?"
OoC: I'll respond to 1 more post, then I'm heading to bed.

[Jake the Sage]

As the white energy ball streaked towards Fiend, Lora entered the arena and stood right in front of him. The attack neared her with a decent speed, but she had seen a lot faster, and once it got within range her arms swung up like pistons and slammed the underside of the attack hard enough to knock it off course. The blow had sent the energy ball skyward where it was absorbed into the cieling, as the entire area could withstand any form of attack of any calibure, and she looked back down at Psychic, not a single bead of sweat on her brow. Placing her hands down he puffed some air to her face, causing a hair to move back behind her head, "Psychic you if you're going to train you need to know not to loose yourself in any single attack . . ."

[Simping For Hina]

As pulling the knife back and stopping it right in the middle of the orb, DeathltFiend needed to take weaker approaches to a new enemy. DeathlyFiend sent darkness into the core of the orb, sucking in all of the light and creating energy to use for more magic.

"As if I could die by electricity, you cannot even understand the length of my power and until you understand true magic, all you will be creating is a disco ball with no real threat to anyone, but yourself." He uttered out.

[EndlessOcean]

"My master... is someone even YOU do not know, and he will destroy you if you do not let me go" Psychic sais, with an insane look in his eye. "If you took a moment to think you would realise that i am not alone. My master has many followers, some who are here right now. If you were to kill anyone of them, my master would destroy you". Psychic Laughed again, and then teleported away before Striker could respond.

[Nathanael D. Striker]

"Well then, if you won't tell me, you'll die." Striker closed his eyes and chanted the FES spell* [i]I hope this works[/i] "Chong hui pla vi hu nai shi!" Striker then released a large beam, combined with alk the elements, towards the stranger. "Tell me or you'll die!"

[Simping For Hina]

[i]A master who could kill? But if he needs people to do his work for him, then why even be the master? It sounds to me as if this guy was nothing buy a doll the just hurts people with the fluff from within it.[/i]

Thoughts become to cloud DeathlyFiend's mind, but in order to protect himself, he throws another knife into Psychics chest and pulls it out with a sample of blood on it. DeathlyFiend pulls out a vial and places the blood in there. Soon after, DeathlyFiend teleports the vial to his lab and hides his wings back into his body.

[EndlessOcean]

Psychic Laughed again, looking at the attack in ernest. As the beam hit him, he sent an electric shot all through his body, which worked as a magic shock absorber, absorbing the attack, making more magic for him. In all the confusion, he teleported out of the arena, but left a message for Striker in the form of a magic bomb, created by the newly formed magic in his body. It would blow-up in 1 minute, killing Striker and all his friends.

[Simping For Hina]

Before the bomb would explode, DeathyFiend threw a knife into it and capsulized it so if it were to explode, nothing would have happened to the people around it.

"He will burn to death by the Fiend's electricity if he uses it to hastily, so I have no more worries and for his master to do anything, I am not scared of a hidden face"

[EndlessOcean]

Psychic watches from a distance as nothing happens. "How dissapointing!" said a voice from behind. Psychic spun round to look at this stranger. It was someone who called himself "Darkking", although no one knows who he really is. Darkking was quite tall and had black hair and brown eyes. If you were too look at him you would think him ordinary, except for the long flowing cape he owned. "What are you doing here, Darkking?" Psychic said. "I was here to watch the explosion, but since thats not gonna happen..." He tailed off. "Fine, just dont bother me".

[The Warden]

Broken walked into the hall, looking quite annoyed; seems like grading was up to him, and they all suffered from the case of the 'tenses'. He saw Fiend nearby, so he would be the first to be graded. 'You, like the other two suffer a very bad case of the tenses, which is where you constantly switch from present to past tense and vice-versa. Just stick to past tense, it's not that hard to remember or do. Secondly, you also do seem fond of the insta-hits, without even giving time for a reaction' he stated coolly, but remembered something. 'And another thing, don't butt in on illegal fights, no one was supervising that, so you have detention' he added with a cheeky grin.

[Christian Exodia]

Sorry for not following your one rule about Applications the time before.

[spoiler=RP Sample]
Alexander clenched the Grenade tightly. How he was dragged into this hellfire, he was unsure. The flickering bodies of flame are as if they were quickly trying to surround him. He tried to remember a happier time. He remembered, clenching to a Blanket, his favorite movie was debuting, he was 4. He is 20 now. He smiled as he ran through the fire, and ripped the plug, throwing the Grenade, making it explode in the Man's Face. "Me against the world." He sighs as he takes cover in a small pub. Pulling out his .44 Magnum, he fires a few bullets, and finds a fallen SG 550. "Only one round in here. Must make it count." He sets the Rifle on the dock.

The bullets fill the air, from multiple guns. Both sides fired, and every bullet made contact. Not all of them on a person, but it was enough to take out 5 of the 10 tracking him down. He spoke onto the Radio, looking for a signal. None came, and the Gunfire continued. One more went down before Alexander was hit. But he kept firing, nothing was going to stop him, he thought, except for my own self. The last four went down, but one hit a bullet in his chest. "I'm not going to make it guys. I'm hit in the chest. No survivors. We are done in this area." He smiled as he closed his eyes for the Land of the Dead, Heaven.
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[Nexev]

[quote name='Jake the Sage' timestamp='1302499339' post='5130135']
Stepping into the room Jake calmly passes by the tendants of the YCM Ultra Hotel, who were allowed to use this area to prevent any further destruction of previously mentioned hotel . . . not to mention raising the insurance costs on it that Jake would have to pay. Not bothered a bit by the explosions he merely walked past them until he reached a corner section of the room marked off with red tape and sat in the middle of it, crossing his legs, and rumaged through a backpack he had had slung over his shoudlers. Digging in it he pulled out the latest 'Mahou Sensei Negima' manga from it and tossed the bag out of the area before flipping to the first page. Once settled in he began to, seemingly to those watching, space out, and slowly rose up off the ground.

"Sheesh dad, you think you'd try another type of training than that sooner or later," Lora complained out loud having seen her father go through the normal ritual. Placing a hand on her hip she moved hair from her face, "I swear we haven't trained in months together ... and I can't drag Katie and Andrew out of the Hotel even if it was on fire."

"I'd die if I trained with Uncle Jesse and Aunt Jackie exactly isn't the 'combat active' type of person," She finished saying to herself, also having finished changed into a training outfit.
[/quote]

Mahou lost massive amounts of quality when Neji became a freakin mary sue.

One of the strongest wizards in the world at TEN YEARS??

f*** it.

Oh and um, yeah, Striker has detention for a few days and Psychic has detention for a week.

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[quote name='Jake the Sage' timestamp='1302499339' post='5130135']
Stepping into the room Jake calmly passes by the tendants of the YCM Ultra Hotel, who were allowed to use this area to prevent any further destruction of previously mentioned hotel . . . not to mention raising the insurance costs on it that Jake would have to pay. Not bothered a bit by the explosions he merely walked past them until he reached a corner section of the room marked off with red tape and sat in the middle of it, crossing his legs, and rumaged through a backpack he had had slung over his shoudlers. Digging in it he pulled out the latest 'Mahou Sensei Negima' manga from it and tossed the bag out of the area before flipping to the first page. Once settled in he began to, seemingly to those watching, space out, and slowly rose up off the ground.

"Sheesh dad, you think you'd try another type of training than that sooner or later," Lora complained out loud having seen her father go through the normal ritual. Placing a hand on her hip she moved hair from her face, "I swear we haven't trained in months together ... and I can't drag Katie and Andrew out of the Hotel even if it was on fire."

"I'd die if I trained with Uncle Jesse and Aunt Jackie exactly isn't the 'combat active' type of person," She finished saying to herself, also having finished changed into a training outfit.
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"Well, Lorana, you can train with me if you want," Atman said loudly, breaking off from his fight with Dane. "Seeing as how it's been two pages and Dane hasn't responded, I'd say I can go ahead and fight with you. And if anything, I'll duplicate myself to fight both of you."

"Don't worry, though, I won't make twenty mes to fight you," Atman added. With that, he holstered his gunblade and walked over to the corner Lora and her father were at, without crossing the red tape. Atman wanted to fight with Lora back in his YCM RP, but didn't get a chance. Lora, and Dane, were one of the few people whose strength Atman was unsure of. But, purely out of sexism, he assumed Lora was not that strong.

"Now," Atman said, as Kain's Lance appeared in his hand, "I'll go easy on you if you wish."

[Simping For Hina]

In the flick of an eye, DeathlyFiend appeared right of the battle field, way from all of the people who were going to fight. Then he pulled out a knife from his back and stabbed himself with the knife. Magical pulses surged through the knife and an oval shaped orb came out of the knife in order to protect himself while the fight was in order.

[i]Okay, in order for anything to happen I have to be ready for whatever will go on. I just need to study every little piece of action to get accurate analyse o it[/i]