Famalle
Newcomer
PL Transferred to Collan
PL: 1
Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 1,000
Tag: @famalle
Posts: 23
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Post by Famalle on Oct 3, 2016 15:22:40 GMT
Thread PL: 1,000
Famalle, a man who looks for challenges in the strangest of places. He had been wandering in the desert for hours now, looking for something to fight. He hadn't had a good challenge in a while, and he wasn't going to participate in any tournaments soon. Not yet anyways. But as for why he was here for that challenge. He wasn't so sure himself to be honest. He just felt like a force was pulling him here. Like some stereotypical hero who pretends not to be.
But Famalle was not a hero at all, he could carless about others that were around him. He won't hold back against anyone, not man or child. He'll take all chances of winning, even if it means killing whoever he's fighting. But that was obviously a last resort. He just continued through the desert, letting his long silver hair blow through the wind. Waiting to meet his next challenger.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Levlidian on Oct 3, 2016 21:44:12 GMT
Levlidian's roar fi;;ed the air as he rested within the horse stance, fists drawn in front og his body, boots digging deep in the sand as power whipped about him like a flame. Gritting his teeth against the burning sun, the tormenting air reigned in the beasts brow thus relocating the usual irritability into the realms of utter rage. Parting his maw again he'd raise to standing and draw his arms down suddenly to eradicate his aura as though a wind nicked a candle; breathing heavily he fell to one knee. Travelling out here, rendering his form with natural hostility was an idea he'd derived from training in the forest; nature posed more of a threat than anything his calculative warrior mind could and he revelled in it. Rising, his dark eyes drift to the illusions of wavering sands only to spot a figure approaching. The panting lessened, pearls of sweat joined with his dark eyebrows and the creature turned to peer after the soul with a sneer.
"strange area to take a stroll," he jeered.
[Thread PL, 3000]
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Famalle
Newcomer
PL Transferred to Collan
PL: 1
Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 1,000
Tag: @famalle
Posts: 23
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Post by Famalle on Oct 4, 2016 17:56:39 GMT
As he continued on, Famalle had spotted someone. He immediately didn't take a liking to this person with the greeting they had given him. Seemed a bit snarky to Famalle, but it wasn't too angering. So he just kept walking past the man. Hoping to find someone that actually looked like a challenge, and wasn't looking to just annoy people.
But as he continued to walk, he looked back at the man. He remembered seeing a large scar on the man's face. So with perfect association, he had thought that it was perhaps a battle scar. He then walked back to the man, throwing a kick to the side of his chest when he got to him. "Come on...show me the power I know you have."
He got into a fighting stance. All though he challenged this man out of nowhere, this is what he usually did when HE was the one who wants to fight someone.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Levlidian on Oct 4, 2016 18:17:58 GMT
Levlidian watched on as he passed, this strange fellow seemed also to take a double take but returned with his intentions clear in the strike with his kick, raising his forearm, Levlidian captured the blow but was pleasantly surprised by the strength of it. The sand whipped away as a thin streak of dust from them or at least a portion with the attacks testing nature and a grin appeared. Arrogance bled out of him in his eyes, smile, stance and pressing the limb away he sought to grant himself an opening with a quick and equally testing snap jab aimed for his opponents face; the attempt was slower than his opponents but brimming with a juvenile version of his beserker nature. Twisting his abdomen and up taking half of his martial arts stance with his legs and second fist; Levlidian created a solid base to project said attempted punch from as the sweltering heat beat down on them.
"Yes! this is what i was looking for," he cried
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Famalle
Newcomer
PL Transferred to Collan
PL: 1
Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 1,000
Tag: @famalle
Posts: 23
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Post by Famalle on Oct 6, 2016 16:02:23 GMT
Before his blow could land, the man had caught it. Quickly throwing a counter jab, it had landed on Famalle. After he did, he jumped back, a smirk coming across his face. "Yes...this is also what I need!" Famalle charged at the man throwing a punch with his right hand directly a the man's cheek. Whether or not it landed, he followed up with a flurry of punches with his left hand, all aimed at his chest.
"Come on! Give me the fight I've been looking for!" He finished his combo with a round house kick aimed at the neck. Despite not being able to sense energy, he had the feeling this man was more powerful than he seemed. But none the less, Famalle just laughed through out most of the fight. But in more of a maniacal way than a childish way.
KP: 3/3
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Post by Levlidian on Oct 6, 2016 16:24:49 GMT
A sickening slap filled the air as the fist connected, Levlidian's eye sealed with the pain of it and his jaw loosened with the sudden adjustment of his neck to motion with the blow, his stance thrown he soon coiled around the flurry, blow after blow struck at his diaphragm stealing his breathe . This was fantastic, a soul that could fight so well and he'd found him here. Reeling from the flurry of strikes, our Saiyan fought to retract a breath only to regain his senses in the heat that generated pearls of sweat that whipped from his brow and into the air.
It sounded like thunder had rippled through the desert, Levlidian's form moved on its own, muscle memory flexed his forearm upwards to form a solid 'L' and block the strike for his neck. "be careful what you wish for!" he uttered, the air finally returning, distortion of Ki surrounded him and with a savage roar he he manoeuvred into the mans extended form to attempt to drive his right fist hard into the abdomen. Should he manage this attack or not, Levlidian prepared his left to elbow down his opponents leg with a stern thrust then match his kick by leaping, rotating in the air to face away and attempt to delve his heel hard into the nose of his challenger.
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Post by Fleece on Oct 20, 2016 8:04:51 GMT
Famalle you gain 564pl... 1,000 +564= 1,564pl Levlidian you gain 624z. 624+991=1615z
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