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[h2][color=darkorange]Gin Yoshiyaki[/color][/h2]
[h3][i]Rule #101, [b]Strive[/b][/i][/h3]
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[color=darkorange]"Oh, I see, [i]Ite[/i] I see... so it has to come to [i]this[/i], then?!"[/color] Gin placed his hand on the handle of his blade, looking at the wall of a man before him. Gin expected it, he anticipated it... hell, it's what he [i]asked[/i] for, after all! Gritting his teeth as he unsheathed his blade, Gin let out a battle cry before charging forth and striking a [i]warrior's[/i] pose.

He had no intention of attacking Hercules. It wasn't cool to strike down someone without any provocation, after all. Instead, he decided to show off his own [i]exquisite swordplay[/i] to match his opponent. Performing a warrior's dance with his blade, Gin shouted mightily, displaying to his opponent a mix of strength and grace, a piece of his clothing tearing away with each stroke. Of course, it was only natural, after all, as Gin's body become more and more perfect as he continued his performance, and the larger his muscles got, the less room he had for his clothes. This performance until they were all off, save his underwear...

At that point, Gin's body itself, has reached the pinnacle of perfection. His biceps bulging, his abs toned, his pompadour as straightened up as it could ever be. Gin has made it to the pedestal of [i]cool[/i], both technically and literally, since aside from his lack of clothes, he had also built up quite a sweat. Still, however, despite showcasing his skills with the blade, it wasn't enough...

Throwing his katana to the side and grabbing a bundle of talismans conveniently tucked into the side of his underwear, Gin started to [i]make it rain[/i] upward, throwing each of his talismans into the sky as they slowly flutter down. Before they can all reach the ground, however, Gin moved to make one more pose.

[center][color=darkorange]"Ignite!"[/color][/center]

Gin struck his own pose, flexing with all he could muster, yet at the same time not showing any sign of struggle. The talismans in the air all burst into flames of different colors, like fireworks, adding a mesmerizing shine to the sheen of sweat already draping Gin's god-blessed body. To Gin, he had surpassed the limit of [i]cool[/i] so much so that a strange modern construct made out of stained glass hovered slowly over his eyes...

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[h2][color=darkorange]"Who's the coolest now?!"[/color][/h2][/center]
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