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Current Is he back? Is he going to show up for 2 days and leave forever? Who knows!
7 yrs ago
This account is dead
8 yrs ago
Gonna be real slow during finals time
8 yrs ago
Gonna get all my replies out friday. Life hit me like a brick this week
8 yrs ago
Just cleaned out my Pms. Got a little sad seeing how many old friends are gone.
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A little dude trying to write some fun things with other people. I love to talk with people (especially about different media such as movies, books, comics, art and cartoons).

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Fuana sighed as she looked at the piece of paper before her once more, desperately trying to figure out the characters. The young lady, adorned in strange clothing that caused others to murmur and stare around her walked with her head down so that she may read the note, though she was getting nowhere. This new area of the world was different from much of the rest. Centralized government and such focus on technique in fighting, she was falling in love with it by the minute. She was told to travel the road until she found the large trading post and she assumed this was it. If it wasn't, she would be out of a job, yet her skill with this language was minimal and she was too proud to let herself have an embarrassing exchange with a stranger just yet, she just got into town. As she walked, the street became progressively less and less populated, and she was glad of it. Rarely has she seen this sort of population, and the silence reminded her of her life at home, if only it was as warm as it was there. Here it was colder, but she had been to worst. Her attention broke as she heard the pained grunts of young men and she desperately ran towards the commotion. Her Moccasins kept her silent as she moved, along with her training leaving her footsteps ever diligent and light, as if she were a feather. As she studied from afar, it seemed no one had noticed her. She knew that this was a foreign land and she had no reason to do anything here, in fact, it would be foolish, but she could never live with herself know she let what seemed to be a sickly, hindered man and a woman be abused and mistreated by able-bodied, rich citizens, or at least they seemed to be based on their clothing and appearances. She moved her head down up and down fast, causing her mask to slide down with a muffled 'clunk' and with that she pulled her blade.

Piercing the air only filled with blunt grunts and the sound of dull punches and swipes what a blood-curdling, passionate, and malevolent screech, sounding as it was not from a human being, but perhaps a demon. It echoed and surged through the air and following it was the light pitter-patter of fur covered feet. From behind the men a young lady drabbed in a demonic mask, white fur racing behind her like a cape and strange clothing rushed toward them, a thick, boxcutter looking sword raised into the air above her.

With no hesitation she cleaved it down full force at the clavicle of the other armed man, and only after she swung did she stop screaming.
@Satoshi Kyou @Scarifar

When she first posed and declared her mission, he just looked at her blankly. He had to admit, this seemed to be the most excentric young lady he had met before. Her pose did give it a more humorous disposition, but as she did it to him once more, he looked around, as if to see if he was being recorded, assuming this was some sort of joke. When he saw no one she spoke again, this time in a language he could understand. he was very relieved that she wasn't speaking what was basically jibberish. Her words didn't hesitate to strong him as bold, and he widened his eyes and gasped, stepping back and clearly shocked. He quickly smiled, but nervous, ready to reply when she spoke again. He did not really understand what she was asking but either way it sounded fine. He put his left hand out, his predominant hand and formed it to look like a hand ready to shake.
"That sounds fine, perfect even. I don't know if our decks will work together but I bet that we can make them"
@nitemare shape oh, I thought that was just the roleplay.
Edit: read it, I'm pretty excited now.
Man, can someone give me like a synopsis of what happen last time. That is a lot of reading.
@PKMNB0Y Oh good luck. My deck is really standard and i don't have cash to buy booster packs.
@PKMNB0Y Are you selling them?
I think I'm going to drop out actually sorry.
@KOgaming

He will. The quicker he gets beat the faster I get an excuse to have him get more children's cards that are useful.
((Going to edit later. I can tell sleep and autocorrect messed him up))

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[youtube]google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&u.. (normal theme)

Name/Nickname: Faungatua Iverum (commonly mistaken for 'Fuana' do to her appearance send hard to pronounce name. She does not correct them)
Age: 22
Gender: Female

Political Affiliation: Being a stranger to the lands, for the most part, she has no bias as of yet.

Fighting Style: Fauna's style with her weapon is very basic. It focuses on overwhelming the enemy with powerful and quick attacks to close distance to grab, disarm, kick or claw at the enemy before her. Her style takes principles of HEMA in terms of preparing attacks to turn each attack into a block wheN needed, and requires each block to be used to put the enemy off balance and open. Her style is grounded, power based and requires a lot of endurance.

When not using her weapons, she uses a strange mixture of folk wrestling and boxing that has been influenced by other wrestling styles and ancient boxing styles to create a heavily power based style. Her style is based on muscle memory and digging into the enemy's guard with a dart and dash to either grapple the enemy or to attack their ribs and kidney woth extremely powerful strikes. The style requires you to allow yourself to be hit in order to tank through it or coumter.

Personality: Fuana is a very stand-offish person who is slow to accept or trust people, but quickly to dislike them, and even quicker to anger. She is a stubborn person, both in fights and things involving pain where she will stand until every bone in her body is broken, and in other aspects where they choose a decision and stay to it and aread hard to convince or change her mind. That being said she is slow in decision making and tends to think hard on each big decision. Outwardly she seems savage to most: seeing battle as the best way to settle arguements, gruff and rude, and comes off as foolish, but what she lacks in boom smarts and street smarts she makes up for in survival skills and her ability with animals and warrior/nature based training. She has a necklace of bones.

History: Fuana was born in the island city states, Tathili, unaligned and just off of the Daokai. She, like so many of them, hado a small community of farmers, spice merchants and other exotic and simple crafts. When the people gathered for a festival she proved herself as the strongest in her village when she one the wrestling tournament, and later that year, she managed to defeat (in unarmed combat) a fully grown, notorious monster boar that had been destroying crop for years. From there, she was allowed to participate in battles between other islands, and once again proved herself as one of the best, defeating many of the best warriors of other islands, only to be defeated by a man who took pity on her and spared her under the condition she became his student. Under his training, he worked hard on perfecting her extremely unrefined technique, as up until then she was able to win almost sheerly out of intensity and physical power. They trained hard and his training was brutal, but when she was done, she took a new interest in technique and method to her fighting. She continued to prove herself and claiming many new things to study and hone her skills whenever she could. Eventually, she learned of what was taught in other parts of the world and eagerly she set off into the mainland. She traveled all across the globe, learning all skills and adding fighting technique to her ever growing strength. After a long time of travel, she moved into the daokai lands. Almost immediately she learned of a request for powerful warriors. She offered herself, showing and explaining her technique. Begrudgingly they allowed her to accompany them. She would be allowed to see the way people here fight, and they would get help.

Inventory: Fauna wears very strange clothing, as she comes from a very strange place. Her shirt is made of Llama wool and has been extremely cleaned but dyied and woven tightly and perfectly to make it a very good shirt and thick, as it is made to pad her slightly in case caught off gaurd in an ambush. The shirt splits at her sides to expose a small bit of her skin, her pants a black and baggy, made of imported silk textiles that slowly made their way into trade with her islands. They tighten around her ankles. Her feet are covered in leather moccasins.

Over her head she wears a strange mask, meant to be the mask of a spirit of battle, it is colored red and orange, two huge eye holes, and one mouth. It is attached to a long albino wolf pelt.

Besides that, she carried a 3 foot short sword that is completely straight, single sided with the top being an edge like a box cutter. The gaurd is a square, short gaurd and the shaft is wooden. Besides that she has a dagger made from the bone of the large boar she killed, and a boomerang.

For non-combat items she carried a bag of stones with ruins on them, a waterskin, flint and steel, a flask of oil. A mirror, a map of daokai, a stone bowl and Grinder to work a salve, and a pack of dried meat.

Other: she practices an animistic beleifs in her religion.
He was surprised by how fast they went for his name. He knew their first names now, he supposed that that was kind of them, as generally Surnames were given first. He supposed that it was them trying to make friends, showing casual leniency towards one another so that they can become friends quicker rather than remain loose acquaintances for most of their lives. He would have loved to do this as well, except that for his family. He needed to remain businesslike, or else his family would look bad. Still, acting like some sort of salesman would make him come off as obtuse and rude. He decided to attempt to even things out. "I am Murasaki Lua, and it is really nice to meet both of you. You did really good out there Carnel, I bet if we ever dueled I'd get destroyed" He spoke, suddenly turning attention toward the newest entry into the conversation. He giggled slightly at the younger girl's little poses and dances. It was pretty new to him to see people act like this around him, and he liked it.
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