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Fuck yeah. I come back from a hiatus and there's a Toku RP ready for me to sink my teeth into. Char sheet incoming,

Also...is a total Kamen Rider :3

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CHAR IS HERE. And slightly rushed...but yeah.

Alastair let the other rush in ahead, his breathing coming in hard and fast after exerting himself for that short spasm of violence. He pushed his hair back from the holes in his mask and slicked it back with the sweat that had gathered on his brow. He watched as the group pushed through the door, each of them going alone in an attempt to show what they could do to the others. This fight for control had becoming nothing more than a giant pissing contest. Alastair smirked and slowly walked towards the door, his completely white apparel splattered with dark red along the hem of his dress pants. He would have to wash them after this. Thirty men had started this fight against the rag tag bunch that busted in to claim territory. Alastair watched the action unfold, catching his breath for the shortest moment.

The white haired man that stood above the violence and watched as the man wielding the tonfas in the group wheeled around and spun the thick black steel poles. The sound of crunching bone and thick slaps of flesh colliding with the weapon would be sickening to most, but to those that fought it was one of two things. It was either a job well done or the pain of a comrade. The bright emerald eyes scanned along the carnage further and fell upon the capoeira artist, spinning legs connecting with bodies in a violent dance that ended with his targets spitting teeth and blood. Alastair recognized a martelo and gave a short smile. That was something he and that man could fight together with…Again the emerald eyes searched and fell upon the man of obvious Spanish decent. The way he moved and the way he fought was odd. Something…odd about it and Alastair realised that he was a mixed martial artist too. The karambits he held was more than a threat that Alastair needed. His eyes continued looking around and he caught the sight of the one girl in the group. She bounced quickly between attacks and pulled them off with almost surgical precision. He shook his head gently and walked down the steps that separated him from the carnage. He wasn’t about to be out-pissed.

Alastair strode through the centre of the grunts the others had engaged and stood alone. He looked at the remaining nineteen that stood off to the side, looking to opportunistically strike if someone made a mistake. Alastair grinned under the white slate mask and held a hand out, beckoning them to attack him. Six of them gathered the gall to attack the man all in white. Alastair tilted his body forward as they rushed, his hands going out and planting onto the floor. His body followed with the momentum and he hooked his feet around the neck of the closest thug that had run at him. Letting his body swing with the momentum, he came into a sitting position on the man’s shoulders. Another quick motion cause his body to be thrown back out and spinning. He collided into another man as he brought his first target down with a vicious head scissors. Alastair growled as he landed wrong and felt the tell-tale snap of a rib. Ren always chastised him for being showy. The Dragons leaped on their fallen target, fists and feet striking Alastair. A soft throaty growl ripped from the man’s throat as he pushed the group off in a rage. His hands finding their way to his ground, twisting his hips violently and catching the group in his spinning kick. He fell back to the ground, breathing hard “fuck…” he swore gently.
Aight. I bags the next few. Will post soon.
Im gunna start fighting.
Alastair couldn’t help but smile as the motley crew Angelo had brought together. He followed after the group, hands still jammed tightly in his pocket. He walked beside the girl, whose calm demeanour meant a few things. She was either a sociopath or trying to hide the excitement she was feeling towards cracking a few skulls. Alastair once more gave another smile before clearing his throat slightly “Oh guys…I’d just suggest perhaps you want to cover your face…what we are doing is not the most legal and there will likely be revenge pointed at us for this…the less they know about our appearance the better” he said, his voice coming out softly as he pulled a mask out from his sling bag. The mask was white, matching his hair and was completely featureless with the exception of two eye holes. His piercing green eyes looked out at the group, the combination of the pure white slate of a face and his wildly disorganized mess of long white hair gave him quite an appearance. He laughed, the noise muffled by the mask as they arrived at the Dragons base.

Two Dragons, obviously low on the totem pole came out to stop the group. They held bokken and slapped it against their open palms, a thick noise sounding out through the silence. Alastair smiled under the mask he had placed over his face and stepped forward. His hands jammed themselves into the pockets of his dress pants and he tilted his head to the side, waiting for the Dragons to strike. They both rushed at the same time, wildly swinging their wooden swords like men possessed. Alastair gave a short sigh and stepped to the side as one attempted a downward swing at him. He rammed his foot down onto the sword and held it there, his other foot raising through the air and coming down in a vicious heel strike to connect with the back of the man’s head. He spun on his heel, the bokken snapping with the motion and looked at the other dragon. A grin pulled at his lips as he shot forward, hunched over and placed his foot on the man’s leg. Pushing up with his foot hold, he spun and connected with an enzuiguri. Alastair landed on his feet and looked over to the group he walked in with “you can stop gawking….there are more inside” he smiled and ran into the building.
Since everyone is so eager to start a fight. I'm gunna take some artistic license with my next post and you know...begin :P
Hooooly shit. I leave for a few hours to sleep and this happens?

IncredibleBee. DROP IT. GM has full autonomy in his RP and if he says it's closed. Its closed. Fuck sake man. You are acting crazier than my Ex girlfriend. Deal with it and move on.

Guys I'll post within a few hours.
Kinda feels like no one is actually reading my posts :/
LokiLeo789 said
...oops not the last part, sorry bout that


Cmon man...
*shrug* guess you didn't read my post huh Loki?
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