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Post by Majin Cajabe on Apr 29, 2009 18:53:02 GMT -5
Get to know the locals of North City. It's a relatively small city, especially compared to West City. It's more peaceful and there's less activity from the civilians that do their business every day. If you are evil, you can do some killing and destruction here! If you are good, it's up to you to stop them.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:07:10 GMT -5
Oryan stood silently in one of the many alleyways of North city, listening intently to the hustle and bustle of city life. This planet...It's people...Do they really go on with their lives with all the troubles that swarm their world? Or are they blissfully unaware of what lies in wait for them each and every day? What gives them hope? What gives them that courage to go on? Are they really so simple minded? Or is there something I'm missing? "Tch..." He said under his breath as these thoughts passed through his mind.
Every day I help someone out or save them from certain doom. Is that why they can do what they do? Because someone always saves the day? Or do they just not care for their fellow human beings enough to be afraid if one dies who doesn't hold a bond with them?
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:13:31 GMT -5
Oryan peered out of his alleyway and out into the street with a puzzled expression. Perhaps if i can figure out these humans and their ways, I can finally understand the ways of my people. Why they detest violence and protect all life expecting nothing in return. I'm not sure why I protect these Earthlings myself. Is it because of karma? Conscience? Bah...I don't know. Maybe I should stick to fighting and leave the philosophy to the philosophers. Oryan sighed and then turned his head towards the sky.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:20:10 GMT -5
Yeah, I think I'll do that. I need to do some work today, anyway. Doesn't seem to be much trouble in North city today. With this thought, Oryan shoves his hands into his pockets and walks out of the alleyway, quickly turning to his left and walking to the street corner. He stood waiting at the crosswalk for the stoplight to change and allow him passage. He was heading back to the dojo in the heart of downtown North City.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:24:05 GMT -5
After waiting a few moments, the light finally hit red and the crosswalk sign lit up to let a large group of people cross the street from both sides. Oryan received several strange looks as always, most likely due to his abnormally pale skin and pointed Kai ears. And, just like always, he paid these looks little attention. Perhaps if these people knew of his deeds they might change their attitudes towards him.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:28:01 GMT -5
Oryan was walking at a brisk pace, so he quickly broke off from the rest of the crowd and made his way down the side-walk. He wondered why he hadn't gained any companions yet. He knew there were others out there who were protecting Earth, but he had yet to encounter them. Maybe they had been warned by the other Kais to stay away from Oryan because of his 'bad omen' birth. He didn't believe this possibility, but it still crossed his mind because of how he had been treated.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:34:02 GMT -5
Oryan continued to walk the streets alone. He still had several blocks to cover before he would reach the downtown area, so he continued to walk at a swift speed. A fire engine's siren could be heard roaring down the street passed Oryan's position. It made a right turn at the next intersection and zoomed off down the street and into a housing district. Oryan just shook his head and kept walking.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:46:13 GMT -5
As Oryan walked he noticed a group of three men whispering in the shadows of an alleyway. He noticed two of them were holding knives and the third was holding a briefcase in front of himself as he backed into a corner. Better late than never, I suppose. He thought as he turned and casually walked in on their 'conversation.' "Put down the sharp objects, children. Someone could get hurt." He said with a smirk, his hands still in his pockets.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:49:53 GMT -5
"And what if we don't, you walking corpse?" One of them turned and replied while the other continued his advance on the man in the corner.
"Then someone is going to have to get hurt," Oryan replied, his smirk still undeniably evident. As he said this, the man took on an angry expression and rushed at him with a thrust of his knife.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 18:52:53 GMT -5
Oryan quickly rotated his hips, maintaining a fairly wide footing as he leaned to the right to avoid the knife aimed at his chest. He used the momentum of his full body swing to come back around and headbutt his attacker in the side of the head, knocking him into the trash can at the edge of the alleyway and leaving him momentarily dazed.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:00:36 GMT -5
Oryan looked down at his left arm after making sure the man who had just attacked him was out for a moment and that he'd dropped his knife. He noticed that he had, in fact, been cut slightly on his upper arm. Small drops of blood trickled down his arm and dripped from his elbow. "Tch...lucky punk," Oryan said as he whipped his head around to get his hair out of his face.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:03:09 GMT -5
"So, you ready to stop being a coward and leave that man alone? Perhaps you'll come fight someone who can give you a challenge?" Oryan asked coldly to the man who was still preparing to assualt the cornered businessman.
"Shit! Shut your mouth, you freak. I'ma lay you open for fuckin our operation up!" The man said as he saw his comrade nearly unconscious with a trash can laying on top of him.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:07:12 GMT -5
"Come on then, Mr. Bad-ass. Lay me open," Oryan said in a very confident tone. He still stood calmly with his hands in his pockets. Darn. I hoped for a challenge and lady luck shafted me again. Shit.
The man picked up another trash can and threw it at Oryan. As he did this, the man behind him swung his briefcase and smacked the man atop the head. Because of this, the trash can didn't go very far. As a matter of fact, the man ended up falling into it face first.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:10:20 GMT -5
Oryan calmly walked out of the alleyway and left the three without a word. He still had a dojo to get to. What a load of garbage that was. I can't believe I waste my time with all this false hope. I'm not sure I'll ever run into someone who will be a challenge to my skills. I'm starting to question why I even bother trying to improve. No one around her can even come close to my skill....
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:21:03 GMT -5
Oryan shrugged as he finished his thought and began to pick up his walking pace. He wasn't really in a rush, he was just bored of all the things that life on Earth had to offer. After all, he was supposed to be one of the protectors of the universe. This was just one planet he's been living on and protecting. Maybe he's destined for more.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 15, 2009 19:24:22 GMT -5
After some time, Oryan finally managed to reach the dojo. He stepped inside and popped his knuckles, his neck, and his knees. He proceeded to one of the open training mats and sat down. He began to do his various stretching exercises in preparation for some serious training. He chuckled to himself as he remembered that his weights had been on this entire time.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 13:52:35 GMT -5
Oryan stood after he finished his stretches on the mat and began to do various standing stretches, making sure to get the full range of motion he possessed with every stretch. What an annoying day it's been. Nothing to do on this planet anymore. In the beginning it was alright, having to take down serious criminals and a challenge in the dojo every now and then, but now I can barely convince people to train with me...
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 13:55:06 GMT -5
He quickly finished his stretches and took his sparring stance in front of a heavy bag that hung net to the training mat he was standing on. Right foot forward, left foot back about shoulder width apart. Both elbows bent slightly with his left arm in front of his chest and his right arm protruding in front of him at chest level. He fully extends his right arm into a quick jab.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 13:57:57 GMT -5
Oryan struggles on the recovery because of the added pull of his training weights. He'd recently upped the weight, so he still had to fully get used to them as far as training was concerned. As he pulled his right arm back he stepped forward with his left foot and put his entire body weight behind his second punch with his left.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:01:00 GMT -5
As the heavy bag recoiled in his direction he made a strafing step to his left. In unison with this step he began a spin to the left, standing on his right foot. He brought his left leg around and landed a strong kick on the side of the heavy bag, making sure to strike with his heel in the mid-section of the bag.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:04:16 GMT -5
After having gotten a feel for how these heavier weights would affect his training, he stills the heavy bag and steps back to his original position. Alright, same regime as always. A few hundred punches with each arm, then move on to a couple hundred kicks with each leg. After that, serious combo time. Since I can't do any ground combat without a partner, that part of the training is fubar.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:06:51 GMT -5
Oryan takes a deep breath and his mind spaces out, going into combat mode. He focuses entirely on himself and the heavy bag as he begins to unleash a barrage of right jabs to the upper mid-section and face level areas of the heavy bag. Blow after blow he continues to take quick and explosive breaths in and out as he draws his arm back and launches it forward respectively.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:09:50 GMT -5
Soon enough, Oryan begins to feel the strain on his arm. They increase in weight from his previous training is making today much more difficult. Still, he fights onward. He had reached punch number two hundred and seventy-two at this point. Despite the sweat now pouring off of him, he doesn't stop to wipe it from his brow. No one else in the dojo even looks in his direction, but it's not like Oryan cared. He was too 'in the zone' to notice them.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:13:18 GMT -5
Oryan's entire arm was throbbing by now and he felt the burn with every punch he threw. To be the best. That is my goal! he thought as he reached three hundred and fifty. Man, this new weight makes it a lot tougher. I'm not gonna be able to do the rest of my regime if I go any further. He thinks, halting his barrage and reversing his stance so he can begin with his left arm.
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Post by Oryan Kaishin on May 16, 2009 14:38:05 GMT -5
Once again, after several minutes of punch after punch, Oryan finally hits a similar number to his right arm with his left and takes a deep breath as he switches his stance again. He closes his eyes and imagines an opponent where the heavy bag is. He then begins his kicks with his left leg. He gets a bit annoyed that he has to take a side step or still the bag every time he kicks it.
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Post by Marka on May 16, 2009 18:35:24 GMT -5
Marka had finally reached Noth City. After several hours of swimming he had reached land and walked ashore. Marka looked in all directions, he had seen the big city before but it always amazed him whenever he had entered a city. It had been quite a few months since he'd last set foot inside a heavily populated area and it was quite a welcome difference.
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Post by Marka on May 16, 2009 18:37:44 GMT -5
As Marka walked the streets of North City he looked through all the windows of shops. Big shops, small shops, and shops that looked like they sold children's toys all captivated the android. He would have liked to go inside and each every store and look at everything they sold, but he didn't have much money and didn't want to waste it.
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Post by Marka on May 16, 2009 18:39:15 GMT -5
After many hours of just walking the streets of North City he came upon a rather large store. It looked like it sold everything Marka was interested in. The young Android stepped inside and looked around. The Store was large and had shelves upon shelves of random doodads Marka could fill his pockets with and take back with him to his new hideout.
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Post by Edge on May 17, 2009 13:46:43 GMT -5
Tereya walked into the gigantic city, he took great note that it wasn't as big as Hercule City, but it had more of a comfortable feel to it, it felt more homely, and he walked calmly through it, looking around carefully, absorbing every last detail.
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Post by Edge on May 17, 2009 13:48:43 GMT -5
Tereya kept on walking, till he came past an alley way, he would have kept going, but he heard a loud scream that was muffled part way through, curiousity got the best of him, so he looked into the alley way, and saw a woman being harassed by two large men.
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