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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 6, 2008 18:13:07 GMT -5
*The sun hung high in the sky, emitting a bright glow over the rolling green hills of the surrounding lands. Trees of vivid green leaves and flowers of bright and beautiful colors filled the lands, which were free from corruption and chaos. But all things would have to end. Be it a marriage through death, a king's reign through coup, or the peace of a landscape through the clashing of steel. The rollings hills of green would soon be tarnished gray, splattered with crimson, and decayed with black. Land that had not been touched now was, as with each step the grass crumbled below the steel boots of Sun Yuan Ci.*
*Each step took him closer. It was miles ago that he departed from horseback, unclasping the saddle from his magnificent white stallion, setting him free to ride the countryside for the remainder of his days. Where he was going, he did not need a horse. His stallion had rode with him into battle many a time, and each battle he had claimed life just as his master had. But where he was going, Zhiyun did not require a companion. He did not need a fellow warrior. He did not need the spear at his back, or the sword at his waist. He did not need a thing. But for now, where he was going at the moment, he would need both. He would need the courage in his heart he had displayed so many times before, and he would need the might in his soul that had claimed so many soldiers to their deaths by his blade. Where he was going in person, he would need to fight. But where he was going in spirit, he would finally be at peace.*
*Zhiyun's legs were not tired, and he sweat not a drop from his head. Despite walking many miles clad in heavy armor, his ambition hid his weariness. As he ascended one of the many hills, he planted his spear at the highest point, and began to wait. As the sky was a clear blue, clouds began to roll by, carrying a dark hue within. A roar could be heard in the distance as the sky began to darken, and as drops of rain began to fall. Zhiyun tilted his head forward, allowing his armored headdress to shield his eyes, but with each drop he could hear a clash from the heavy rain upon steel. He stood now, waiting.*
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Post by Lyle on Aug 7, 2008 10:55:37 GMT -5
"An ugly day, no?"
Called out a voice from behind the warrior.
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 7, 2008 21:59:06 GMT -5
*Sun Yuan Ci turned around to see a barbaric looking man, mundane and bare in his stature*
"Not as ugly as your FACE!"
*Zhiyun put up his fist, exploding out his fingers into the man's face as he dropped into a baritone voice, increasing in volume as he mocked the man.*
"Step it down, son, fo' I merc yo' ass."
*Zhiyun claimed his spear from the ground, turning his left foot around his right, drifting back lazily, but attentive to his new opponent. He dropped his shoulders down a few inches, cocking his head forward, leaning back into a resting defensive stance. He would allow the guest to engage him in the first bout.*
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Post by Lyle on Aug 7, 2008 23:09:15 GMT -5
The young warrior was surprised at the speed of his opponent as he was forced to the ground. So that's how he was going to play it, eh?
Mid roll, Chengji reached into to grab his revolver in his coat pocket. A second later, as he rolled onto his back, he was aiming down the sights and firing off hot lead into his quick witted opponent. He blasted the man several times, two in the left shoulder and then another shot to the right of his stomach.
Chengji got up as his to be opponent fell to the ground, the pains of hot mettle like hooks in his body pulling him down. He stared the man down while casually reloading his snub nosed. "A beautiful day for you to die.." He swung the weapon around after pushing a few shells in, allowing the cylinder to cycle a few times in mock of all those famous ancient western stars.
"I wasn't 'stepping' to you. Whatever." Casually, again, he looked down to the man and blew the little painful grimace off his face.
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 8, 2008 0:23:13 GMT -5
(sigh)
*It was a damn good thing that Lyle had forgotten that bullets do not hurt this one, as they bounced right off as if you were throwind one of those 25c bouncy balls against a wall. You know... the ones that are pretty slippery son'a bitches when you're trying to play wall ball or some shit and it always slips out of your hands so you're forced to run and touch the wall. But you know what really... REALLY pisses me off about wall ball? Those damn kids that go after the ball when it bounced really far away, reach down like they're going to pick it up and throw it, but just touch it then run up to the wall and make other people race off to get the ball.*
*I mean, what the fuck does that even do? Congradulations, shithead, you touched a ball and ran to a wall and made someone else run because of your faggotry.*
*But yeah, bullets! Don't hurt, and thus Chengji Sihan's finesse gunplay proved to be vain. As he recovered, Zhiyun overlooked his potential wounds to be enlighted at the fact that there were none, thus lowering himself once more in a defensive stance, both hands grasping his spear, now ready for his opponent to approach for combat.*
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Post by Lyle on Aug 8, 2008 0:33:55 GMT -5
Chengji was surprised by his opponent's mysterious power. It seemed a pistol wouldn't get him far...
Spinning around he threw the now emptied item toward Sun Yuan Ci's face, the whole motioned seemed rather suave as his messy trench coat flew around and revealed the small arsenal that he'd been hiding. Fluidly his hands went around to his inside and grabbed another weapon, this time a large caliber shotgun. Before his opponent could surely react, he cocked the weapon and dug his feet in, firing off a round into the man's open front.
"Want some more?" He cocked the weapon again and fired off another round from the shortened shotgun, blowing a large hole in the ground next to Brian. Finally, he cocked the weapon one more time and raised it up to his opponent. "I'll make your day..."
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 8, 2008 0:50:28 GMT -5
*Fuckin' Matrix style slow motion shit was next in store for Zhiyun, who now saw a round from a 12 gauge shotgun railing through the air, piercing its way toward him. In a breakdance-esque move, he positioned his body to allow each round to fly by him, because he can do that, and spun around quickly, falling backward to gain more distance.*
*Launching to his feet, he now hawked a loogie of FIRE at his opponent, which was the size of the mother fuckin' sun.*
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Post by Lyle on Aug 8, 2008 0:58:44 GMT -5
Oh shit.
He had to move quick, and by god he did! Ducking down with the same speed of his opponent, he magically swished across the ground and kicked out his opponent's legs, causing the man to fall down and his massive, disgusting, fire ball to shoot off into the distance, surely aiming for a meager planet off in some shit hole of the universe. Probably Chicago, actually. Heckm the whole northeastern section of North America.
F***ing Communists.
A second later he drew up again and rebounded to his feet by doing some silly rolling maneuver. He did not stop there however, as he threw off his Trench coat and then readied for his ultimate attack.
"Here it comes.." Chengji winded back both his arms and then shot them forth again, unveiling a massive array of laser beams that hadn't been there before. Each one fired off into syc's direction, destroying whatever was in their way.
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 8, 2008 1:03:50 GMT -5
*God... DAMNIT! Son of a bitch! I hope that hooker wan'st HIV positive! These were all thoughts that SYC was filled with as his loogie o' death was sent off to Chicago. Lucky for Chicago, the sheer awesomeness of everything about it other then the Cubs was blocked off by a sexy sheild... made of sex, and apples. Good ones, that are nice and ripe when you bite into. Red ones, though, I fucking hate yellow ones and green ones are just meh.*
*And here it was. The moment of truth. He rose to his feet again, looking up to see Chengji Sihan blast an array of lasers his direction. The first one came, in which h ducked, and he proceeded to rise himself straight once again, and then he won.*
*AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!!!!*
[EDIT - I'm givin myself a BA point for this one!]
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Post by Lyle on Aug 8, 2008 1:05:49 GMT -5
Fuck you I won.
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 8, 2008 1:06:52 GMT -5
You must have missed the part of my post when I won.
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Post by Lyle on Aug 8, 2008 1:15:06 GMT -5
Crap.
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Post by Lyle on Aug 8, 2008 22:54:37 GMT -5
*defeats*
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Post by Sun Yuan Ci on Aug 9, 2008 15:11:16 GMT -5
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Post by Lyle on Aug 10, 2008 12:45:35 GMT -5
I appreciate it man.
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