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 Post subject: Wind, Rain, And Light - Conflict (RP Status: Dead)
PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 3:34 pm 
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Location: In a colloseum, blowing my foes apart.
The sounds of the a ship's fog horn could be heard blaring off in the distance of the remote port of McLaughlin in the break of the cadet blue skies of morning. The sun was barely in view from the thin, parchment-like veil of fog. Drones of the voices of the early morning commerce of the port filled the air with the infrequent yells from workers loading in their first morning hauls of what they've reaped in the early night-like dawn.

"Pull that rope over there, Jon!", called one man from up high, sitting in the orange operating cab of a crane tower. Kim was running full force forward, jumping over supplies and dodging over and under people high and low, carrying various wares.

In his carelessness, Kim looked back, trying to see the hurtled he had vaulted just now when he slammed right into a rough looking anthro wearing a captain's coat.

"Oi, watch where ya be dartin' 'round, ya whelp.", he snapped. Kim backed up a bit, his hands raised up in defense. "S-sorry, I'll be more care-- Ughk!", choked Kim as he was picked up by the neck by another anthro about his height. He was a red wolf with a black spot around his left eye and a brass knuckle loosely aloft in his free hand.

"Listen, Kazuma. You're not gonna chicken out on me like you did the last time, ya hear? I want to settle our dispute from last week, no hold bars style. Be behind the warehouse all day today, so you can come by anytime you're ready.", he said in a guttural growl.

"I told you, I don't want to fight...", Kim managed to wheeze out.

"Well, you better learn to like it pretty quick today and get to the warehouse. I have too many people betting on you to win for you to be a little moma's boy about it. Be there.", he snarled, putting emphasis on his final words.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 3:44 pm 
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Jack was nearby when Kazuma was being choked. He shakes his head. "If ya wan him ta fight, ya best let go a him afor he dies from a lack of air." He grabs the anthro's arm tightly, forcing him to let go. "Now git outta here!" He picks Kazuma off the ground. "Ya alright?"


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:05 pm 
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Location: In a colloseum, blowing my foes apart.
The red anthro looks on to Jack in amazement.

"Thanks, but that's not necessary...", he said sullenly. His head was lowered, draped in a long stray strands of his hair which was up in a ponytail, or mostly.

"You've got brass, brother. You know who I am?", asked the red wolf with a eyebrow raised.

"He's--"

"Shaddap! I'm talkin'!", interjected the brusque wolf. "I'm Kreid. Local tournament fight manager and fighter. The one thing people never do is pitch a hero's act in front of me. And you, friend, have just done that. Now I'll let you off light, but if I catch ya trying to play hero for Kim here again, you'll be in the tournament whether you like it or not.", said Kreid with a sharp look and a snarl. With that, he turned and walked off without another word.

"... You really didn't need to. I could have handled him...", murmured Kim who was now abashed and embarrassed. "Well, I've got a fight to attend to. Thanks... Anyway.", said the depressed youth as he began to walk towards the warehouse slowly. You could almost see a storm cloud moving over his head in his trudging pace amidst the bustling crowds of port workers going to and from their tasks, some making repairs in some areas of the steel plated docks.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:14 pm 
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Jack snorts, then looks at his shoulder. "He shouldn'ta pulled rank with meh. Ah thin' I'll pay a visit ta this fight." He straightens his jacket and follows the kid to the fight. "Ah wonda if ah kin join in as well, I need to do some boppin to keep in shape."


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:17 pm 
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Location: Massachusetts man Woo Hoo!!!
Steven help his crewmates carry a haul of scavenged items off his boat. Him and his men found an old warehouse on the outskirts of an industral ruin. It was full, untouched, a goldmine of goods... They spent a week takeing what they could from the warehouse, then they marked the spot and headed back to port. They were very secretive in moving these goods, too big a load makes other scavengers follow you, or raiders...

Steven waved over his first mate, "What's the situation on our fuel, we got enough for another trip?"


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 4:56 pm 
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Jack arrives at the warehouse. "I'm lookin fer a man named Kreid. I wanna join this little fight he mentioned. Any a ya seen da guy?" He looks around for Kreid.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 5:29 pm 
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"He ain't here right now, but if'n ya wants ta join, we can keep ya busy.", said a lanky looking man with pointy features. He snickered and walked towards Jack with a dangerous look followed by three other thuggish looking humans.

"If'n ya think you got what it takes, then you'll let us beat ya down like Monus here.", he said, pointing wit his long finger at a shaggy haired blonde man who didn't appear to be moving, blood on his clothes and covered in scuffs and bruises.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 5:40 pm 
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"Hehe...Haha...HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ifn ya think ya can take meh, bring it on." He removes his jacket. The people to the right of him could see that he has a brand mark on his right arm. The mark of a very well known raider captain. "I am Jack, Shadowhand, Russel. Just so ya know who killed ya in the afta life."


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 6:04 pm 
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"Pfft, ya think I'm gonna believe that? No Captain Shadowhand'd be wantin' a fight 'ere! Yeh gots ta be kiddin!", retorted the sly looking man.

"'Ey! 'at 'ere look like 'im ta me.", added another poor English taught thug who had a black eye.

"Show me whatcha got den, Cap'n!", the thug said in a sarcastic manner.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 6:19 pm 
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"Fine." He does a palm thrust to the last guy, shoving his nosebone through his brain, killing him instantly. The attack was so fast that no one could really see his hand move. "Anybody else want some?" This time he speaks in a different accent.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 7:38 pm 
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Leon stood uneasily on the bridge of the large freight ship. He wore a while bandana over his head, and wore a knee-length leather coat. powered wipers kept the rain off of the greasy windows, at least the ones that still had glass.

One of his "Lieutenants," a human, stood next to him, reading off the screen of a beat-up laptop. It was one of the only working computers on the ship, and they used this one for inventory. Leon's inventory was constantly growing. The way he saw it, it was worthwhile to pick up any intelligent mutant, shipwrecked sailor, or starving man; for each one was two more working hands.

Leon's crew consisted of scavengers, mechanics, scholars and soldiers, and though they didn't have the best of any one group, they had enough to be a force to be reckoned with. Everyone learned to live under Leon's guidance; he was kind, and he was the son of a general.

Today, they should be arriving in another port, where they would strike a deal with smaller captains, selling food, tech, and guns, or taking them aboard if they desired. So far, Leon's fleet consisted of this, his flagship, and seven smaller ships, of both civilian and military descent.

They began to pull into port, and saw another ship being loaded from a warehouse. He hoped they weren't too late to interest them in their own goods.

Leon was on the deck, with three armed guards, by the time the anchor had been dropped. Collapseable stairs were dropped down to the dock, and Leon began to descend.


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PostPosted: Sun May 06, 2007 10:33 pm 
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Scott tumbled as he hit the ground after being thrown off of the smaller ship. He tried to roll and spring up, but failed from being out of practice, settling simply in a sitting position on the ground.

The captain of the ship yelled at him, "Next time yeh try to pinch me money, at least be a bit less obvious about it!"

Scott shook his head and smiled as he jumped up to look around and see what he could see. What he saw was a large ship just pulling into port that looked interesting. He headed that way, whistling a merry tune.


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PostPosted: Mon May 07, 2007 5:35 am 
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He puts his jacket back on. "Heh, that'll show you that I'm not to be messed with." He kicks one of the corpses as he walks away. "Damn, I'm too old of this [censored]." He spots Kreid. "Oi! I wanna talk ta ya!" He walks over.


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PostPosted: Mon May 07, 2007 8:37 am 
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"Barely, we'll have to use the reserves." Khain yelled at his captain while ticking the glass of the fuel tank. His whole body was covered in clothing, a coat, gloves, a bandana, even a pair of broken sunglases he fixed.


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"Alright, good, we'll sell some of the goods here, and see if you can get something to open those big metal crates we found, what's in there might be dry. We'll move the rest of the stuff at night to the cove, and keep the boys away from the bars, the booze here might suck, but enough of it will loosen any tounge." Trustworthy boy Khain was, proved himself time and time again, Steve had made the right choice making this by his first mate.

Steve patted the boy on the beck and headed down the dock, he'd lost two men this trip, and was looking for men brave enough, or stupid enough, to replace them...


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