Evil Ghost Note

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

Bbbbboy, you know I'm interested

@Architect

Gay.

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

Good.

Once we get around one or two more people, I'll throw up the OOC

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

---

_{@Holy Soldier}

---

---

Even though Brooke had her arms up, and fully prepared to guard against whatever weird ass-based attacks this woman was ready to throw at her....

“Hmph, Oawh, it is too hot. You win, девушка. I have more important t'inks to do.”

... Only to be severely fucking disappointed when Hips-Don't-Lie over here turned off, and ran off. Brooke dropped her guard only to see Velvet blow her a kiss, before running off stage. She raised an eyebrow out of sheer confusion.

"Hey! Get back here! Finish the figh-"

Before she could even finish that sentence, this slut of a woman was gone. Disappearing into the halls of the arena. Leaving Brooke confused.

"... Weird, ain't it?" Andre quietly said to himself, before realizing that everyone in the arena could hear it. "Oh! It seems the clash between the unstoppable hips of Velvet, and the unmovable techniques of Brooklyn Vanburen has come to a close not even I saw coming!"

Technically, the moment Velvet stepped off stage, Brooke won. But, it felt so... hollow. Her first win in a major tournament like this was merely by the opponent forfeiting. Her blood was rushing, she was feeling it, but then, it was all over.

Maaaaan, was this what "blue balls" felt like?

Slamming her foot into the ground out of frustration, Brooke nearly cracked the ground beneath her feet with the force. She said to herself,

"... I'll get a real fight out of you."

And that was a promise, for now, Brooke would try not to get disappointed by the next fight. There was a lot of work up ahead of hers.

"... My main lady Brooklyn moves onto the tournament!"

---

_@Drag

---

---

After losing the fight against "Jeremy," Justin merely retreated to the lounge area where he got to watch Seven-Seven lose her fight.

Perfect.

He sat down in a chair, with one leg underneath the other, resting his head back. Rather unconcerned with the fights. Man... was he really this weak? Or was "Jeremy" that strong. There was definitely something wrong with that man, and his suit. Justin's hand went back to the glowing core in his chest. It definitely felt like something happened to his ki there.

Which means there was a little more to Jeremy than Justin once thought.

His "inner-MAVERICK" wanted to look into Jeremy, but he knew that was a job for somebody else. He shrugged as his eyes drifted to the side as a burly man walked right through the doors. He looked like he was in the right place, as Justin completely forgot about him by the time his eyes made it to the other side.

Which allowed Seven-Seven to ambush him as she plopped down on the sofa with him. So fast and unexpected; that it took Justin a moment to register that it was his robotic friend, Seven-Seven. She leaned in close to Justin, with that trademark smile on her face.

"Hey, Justin," Seven-Seven cheerfully said, "Did your fight go well?"

"No, I got the beat dropped on me..." Justin looked off to the side, before muttering to himself. "... How am I going to beat Abel like this?"

"By improving of course!" Seven-Seven enthusiastically said, before earning a strange look from Justin. "I lost my fight as well." She said as that smile turned upside down, "Seems to be that my fighting capabilities weren't... up to snuff.."

You and me both. Justin thought to himself, before he took one look around him. He didn't had one little interest in this circlejerk of fighters.

"Ready for plan-B?" Justin asked.

Seven-Seven sighed.

"Yes, Justin..." Plan-B meaning do odd jobs around Brazil until they got enough money to move onto the next place. It was something that Seven-Seven didn't exactly agree with, but when they were racing against time here, their options are limited.

"Let's hang around for a moment." Justin hopped up, and Seven-Seven followed. Now, in the event that their friend Abel (or another associate of his) already long caught up, Justin knew that he was probably waiting for them at the door. Expecting them to leave soon as they lost. But, Justin was going to stick around for a little bit to throw off their opponents by using the tournament as cover.

Justin knew that Abel was smart, and only an idiot would attack a tournament like this directly.

Course, that didn't mean they had to sit around this room full of meatheads growling at each other. While walking to the door however, they came across a funny little scene. There was a little "fight" going on between some kid, and an actual fighter. Part of Justin wondered why he was in here, instead of the bleachers. However, the kid ducked, and the dude punched a wall, before annoying walling in pain. He raised an eyebrow.

He wasn't going to last long, anyway.

"Interesting..." Seven-Seven said, "That child has a small amount of ki residing inside of him... enough to put him above normal humans, but nowhere near our level."

"And that means?"

"He might be in training!" Seven-Seven said, before she noticed his friends looking at the boy in a rather hostile fashion. "Oh?" She said as she covered her mouth.

Justin knew exactly what Seven-Seven was thinking, and figured, well, what harm would be done if he helped. Better than wandering around the arena. Justin walked over to the boy, and stood in front of him to block him. Looking over his shoulder at him.

"Hey, kid..." Justin said, "Looks like his buds want to take a piece out of you...."

He shrugged.

"If you want to get out of this without getting every bone in your body broken, I'd suggest sticking with me."

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

*walks in, trips and spills interest all over* Oops... Silly me... Guess I'll have to read up :P

@GrizzTheMauler

The idea, lore, and effort behind this is amazing, interested!

@ThirdHourIII

Good, I'm gaining power interest.

Be sure to voice any questions you have about the lore/rules, and I'll get to them soon as possible.

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

Edit: As a sidenote on the diversity comment, I'm a bit surprised how few magic/fantasy based fighters have enlisted. I was expecting someone would show up with a dio-esq vampire or wizard fuck, lol.

@dragonmancer

Yeah, thought we would get a character like that, too. We got more mundane martial artist types.

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

@Mr Allen J Well if I don't get post swamped in this one, I shall be present again.

@DJAtomika

we have a place for you

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

Bump.

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

Bump.

Baybridge: Halcyon Days [Superpower Roleplay/Interest Check & Advertisement]

I'll try to spend some time doing some research into the previous RPs, and I'll forward any queries later on :)

@Dioxide

You don't need to look that hard at the last RPs, but it should definitely give you an idea of the lore and what characters I want to see.

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

<Snipped quote by The book of bad juju>

I mean, let's be fair. We're pretty much already a Street Fighter RP with the serial numbers filed off.

@Megsychan

With shades of Darkstalkers/Skullgirls, Marvel vs. Capcom, and Soul Calibur.

I'm going to post tomorrow at the latest... my older brother invited me to a party I'm heading to.