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World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Holy Soldier Yeah, I thought that sounded weird.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Holy Soldier

_{Brooke is a whitey.}

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Megsychan Very good, accepted.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

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@redbaron1234@KaiserElectric@Holy Soldier@wxps350@dragonmancer@Savo@The book of bad juju@Mr Allen J

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The tournament is here, my dudes! Now, I'm going to mostly let everyone do their own things here, and discuss how these fights are gonna go. I trust that you all will play honorably. Remember: whatever is the most interesting for the story.

Also, you guys get to design your own stages for your fights. Feel free to write anything (within reason).

@Holy Soldier@wxps350 I'm going to let you two decide the stages for the fights with my characters, if not, then that's cool. I'll write it.

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In the midst of the fight, security was called, but called off when the frosty giant of a woman broke it up for them. They could had reprimanded the fighters, but that was good for the cameras!

And nobody knew that better than the charismatic Andre.

"Alright! I'm glad nobody got hurt there, ladies and gentlemen! I'd like to remind you all that, while that brawl was impressive, to keep the physical acts of violence in the ring!"

Andre chuckled into the microphone, before he raised his finger up into the air valiantly.

"But, I hope that little scuffle didn't distract you, because we are ready to begin!"

The crowd loudly cheered as Andre raised both hands in the air, pulling his fingers in as a gesture for everyone to come up. Before pointing to the sky yet again, at the large screen that displayed all the match ups.

"Here are the matchups for the preliminaries!"

■ The One vs. Calvin Redug.

■ The Doctor vs. Brenda Andrade.

■ Velvet vs. Brooklyn Vanburen.

■ Klara Grimolfdottir vs. Otsana Corral.

■ SYM-04 vs. Brenton Ross

■ Fafnir vs. Margot Coudray.

■ Andrea vs. Chung Yeong-Suk.

"Now, fighters go to your stage!" Andre announced, and everyone that was in the area overlooking the tournament quickly went down a special hallway. They were directed by the staff of the tournament exactly where they needed to go. Eventually, every fighter found their stage. Each stage was different from each other in appearance. In the end, all of it was just cosmetic choice. One stage was a mountain, while another was a city. What they all had in common was that they had a drop outside of them where fighters could get knocked off.

"Are you ready...?" Andre asked in a restrained tone, before he exploded with...

"... Go!"

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_@wxps350

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The whole brawl that took place was unexpected.

Justin barely had to move as the woman who could wield stone, and the dapper man, went head to head. Well, it wasn't as much of a fight as the man was dodging whatever the woman was throwing at him. Justin compared her to a bull - a terrifying display of strength, but far too easily lead along for her own good. Even he could say that as an observer. He hoped that she would fight better than that in the tournament, or she wouldn't last long.

Justin sighed.

None of his concern, unfortunately. He had to focus all of his efforts on winning this tournament. When the tournament officially began, and the Nomads were herded to the stages, Justin just went along with it. He and Seven-Seven were separated, but he knew that she could handle herself. Besides, nobody in their right mind would bother attacking the tournament with this many people (even the jobbers could pose a challenge to the right person).

Stepping onto the stage, Justin came face to face with the... thing Seven-Seven was talking to. In all honesty, this man looked like something that MAVERICK would hunt down - but, know that he knows they were corrupt, it's hard to peg just who was guilty anymore. He shook his head as he crossed his robotic arms.

His name was Jeremy, if he remembered correctly. A funny name for such an intimidating machine. For now, kept his eyes on it's tail. That was the one thing he was worried about. If he played it smart, he could parry the strikes from the tail, and then capitalize on it.

Not a word left Justin's mouth... he wasn't the mouthy one to begin with. Probably more focused on this fight than the other combatants.

When Andre gave them the go-ahead, Justin dropped into stance. One of his Muay-Thai stances, and kept his eyes on the machine.

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_{@Holy Soldier}

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Shiiit! The fighting started before the tournament. Couldn't anybody - y'know - wait to beat each other's brains in?

Either way, Brooke dropped into stance. Not because she was going to jump into that. Instead, because they were slinging around some heavy artillery (Rocks, magma, and rockets, oh my), and she didn't want to get hit with a stray shot. They obviously didn't give a damn about the other combatants, so she was going to be ready to tank it. Thankfully another ice person stopped it before the situation could get any worse. And she was hot (Pun!).

Well, now since that was cleared up, the tournament conveniently began! And Brooke couldn't wait to get out there on the floor. Destroying other scrubs that stand in her way! Brooke saw Margot, and gave her a thumbs up out of courtesy (Because God it would be impossible to speak over all this chatter). Shortly, she made it to her stage, and got to meet her opponent face to face!

Her name was Velvet, and something... European? It was lost on Brooke, but the moment she caught eyes on her, she knew this would be an interesting fight! The babe had her ass, and titties out, blowing in the wind. Like, Brooke dresses lightly, but does this girl have any shame? Like, even a little? Brooke couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Even though she wanted to burst out in laughter, she had to be serious here.

But, that isn't to say she wasn't going to be friendly. When she stepped on the stage, she walked over to the woman she stood a few inches over, and extended her hand.

"Hey! I'm Brooke! Pleased to meet ya'!" Brooke said. "Know we don't have a whole lotta time, but may the best woman win!"

With that, Brooke turned around and went to her end of the stage, and prayed to God that Velvet wouldn't destroy her.

"Go!" Andre shouted.

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After the fight, Brenda just awkwardly shifted off towards the stages. While that man pissed her off, she definitely needed to control her own temper. Besides, if she won this tournament, she doesn't have to worry about that loser. She stepped onto the "stage," with her hand on her hip, she noticed that it was a giant platform held up by several large chains. And underneath the platform was a whole lot of water.

Her opponent was some fuck just named "The Doctor." When she stepped on the stage, she crossed her arms as she looked at him. Well, he was definitely a doctor. A wimp, definitely, but Brenda wondered what tricks he had up his sleeve. After all, he definitely looked crafty as a back alley doctor.

"Hey!" Brenda said. "I didn't know Doctors were fighting in tournaments now."

She wiped the side of her mouth.

"Heh, but everyone's got a gimmick these days, right?"

"Go!" Andre shouted.

And in that instant, Brenda's fist was coated in hard stone as she didn't waste time dashing over towards him.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@wxps350 Are you working on a post?

Because my next post will start the tournament.

Pop Stars

Tulpa is getting more and more surreal by the instant.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

@Mr Allen JJust letting you know me and baron are working on a collab, seems to be a bit slow tho

@dragonmancer

That's coolio.

@KaiserElectric Moar Waifus. Accepted.

Time to get this party started, I just want to wrap up the thing with Brenda and the One.

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Not important. The words ran through Jaden's head.

Ahhhhh, sweetheart here got the ass, but definitely didn't get the brains! Time to inform her a bit.

"Well, you got me there," Jaden started chuckling as he crossed his arms. "Maybe I'm not important now... when I win this tournament, and achieve super stardom, then, well... That goes without saying."

He started laughing as he wiped the side of his mouth, as he leaned up against the wall. Once Jaden's rap career begins, it's smooth sailing from here. He'll have all the bitches, and money in the world. And he definitely wants little mother Russia here to be apart of the former.

"So, I decided to give you an offer; when I hit it big, I'm going to need a team of bad bitches to be dancers in my music videos, and you have everything I need."

Jaden grinned.

"How's that sound?" He looked at her ass again, specifically the tattoo. "I mean... you walk around with that big ol' thing hangin' out, so why not get paid for it?"

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"The Horizon Frontier?"

The computers in Seven-Seven's body went to work almost immediately. Digging up information on them much faster than any computer. Articles upon articles were quickly found and dug through at a lightning speed. Finding articles about distributing prosthetics to those without limbs, and other things to help people. With their motto being "Human Potential." Her innate systems told her that was a slippery slope, but she was going to give them the benefit of the doubt.

Besides, it wasn't her problem.

Another man walked into the conversation - tall, with strawberry blond hair, and rather dashing, reminded her a bit of Justin. She wasn't a stickler for these kinds of things, so she didn't really mind at all when he entered the conversation. She merely smiled and shook her head from left to right.

Though, she couldn't help but be flattered when he called her attractive. If she could blush, she would be, but she showed it in other ways. By holding her mouth open for a moment as she thought about it. Though, he asked a question that Seven-Seven couldn't help but ignore....

"Or rather why someone in a possibly multi-million suit is showing up at this tournament?"

A power bottom to remember

This. This was the question on her mind. Why was he here? Seven-Seven herself was a very expensive piece of technology. She was only here for one thing, and one thing only, to make money so she could figure out just who she was, and what made her.

On the other hand, the man dodged the question... and that was a huge red flag for Seven-Seven. Or perhaps he just forgot. Nobody would be that stupid to be so obvious (especially with one powerful piece of equipment). She turned her head toward Justin, and he was just politely sitting there with his arms crossed. Keeping Seven-Seven in the corner of his eye. She could only smile at him, before turning to her group.

"Well, the Horizon Frontier sounds incredible," Seven-Seven said. "I would love to look into the Frontier, but I share the same sentiment as my friend here."

She probably should had left it alone, but there was something inside of her telling her to press on.

"With such a powerful piece of technology, why are you bringing it to a tournament? Isn't that... irresponsible?" She asked.

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_@Savo

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Loudly cracking her knuckles, Brenda was close to making this jackass shut up.

The hard way.

He was annoying as all get out, and insulting her every step of the way. As if she was some idiot off the street. She may possess a different brand of beauty, but she was no pushover, and she definitely wasn't going to let this bastard insult her. While she cracked her knuckles, she kept her eyes on the man and every movement he made.

"No, but it means you've been looking a little too much."

She let her arms fall to a natural position to her sides, but her right fist erupted in flames as it was coated in magma. Brenda stepped to the side, holding her fist up in the air for The One (And onlookers) to see. She was going to make sure that she got her message across that she was not going to take his shit. No matter who this crackpot thinks he is.

"Now, I suggest that you go find a seat, and wait for the tournament like a nice boy, because..." Brenda looked off to the side, recalling what the desk worker told her. "... Otherwise, I'm going to shove that hat up your ass. So when your head follows, you have a nice hat to wear to the hospital."

And she meant that. She was going to break this man a new one. Even if she gets thrown out of the tournament, that just makes things harder.

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist (Quirky Fighting Game Influenced Roleplay)

<Snipped quote by Mr Allen J>

What stage is it in now Allen?

@Savo

In between six and seven.