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Dion
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I'm still God.
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If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
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Atleast he somewhat shares my name considering my real life name is Dion. :P
I suspect Amaranthines vs. the Lost Ones, but I can't be sure as I'm not GMing. Though I got that idea from the int. check and stuff.
Also there's so many Amaranthine Wolves compared to the Lost Ones.. o.o that would be a very one sided war. Why does the idea of being a murderous douchebag seem to be all you guys wanna be. :P
Also there's so many Amaranthine Wolves compared to the Lost Ones.. o.o that would be a very one sided war. Why does the idea of being a murderous douchebag seem to be all you guys wanna be. :P
I like the direction this RP is moving in.
Yes, unless it's obvious from gang marks, which Minato doesn't have (yet, anyway) but I was thinking he could make a remark to the bartender or something. Either way, there's no way I'd take on a cage fighter on my own, realistically speaking Minato wouldn't stand a change to a trained fighter. The other two are not really fighting types I think. I think it'd be cool if Minato could meet, or atleast see the characters though.
Looks like Minato might find himself amidst Wolves tonight.
Also I was correct in saying there's no full scale war right? Would the Amaranthines get mad when they find out that Minato is a Lost One, or would they just keep an eye on him?
Also I was correct in saying there's no full scale war right? Would the Amaranthines get mad when they find out that Minato is a Lost One, or would they just keep an eye on him?
I noticed, it was kinda my incentive to ask. Considering it's just rumors, etc, it probably wouldn't mind much since it's for Minato only. But it's always better to ask if you're not sure than to assume it's okay.
Minato thought he had enough information by now. He was slightly put off by the tone of her voice when he mentioned helping her with the car. Maybe she didn't want to talk? “D.J? Thank you very much.” He folded his hands together and bowed subtly to thank her. “However, if I annoyed you, you could have just said so. Just because we are Lost Ones doesn't mean we have to be friends. You can hate me. In the end we are still brothers and sisters. I will help you even if you are my worst enemy. That is my way, and that's also my promise to you, so remember it, D.J.” He smiled at her and looked around, letting his eyes fall on the car again. It was pretty. He sighed and looked back at D.J. Despite Minato's mixed feelings about cage fighting, he felt like he should go. Yes, he definetely should go! He stuck up his hand and waved faintly at D.J before leaving. “Good night D.J, good night random guys sitting in the back. Cya around.” he said as he walked out the door.
He walked through the streets, passing Nagami and fistbumping with him before sticking his hands back into his pockets and walking to his house again. He let the names of those important figures pass his mind. Angel, Deon, Logan, Millie, Atticus. It made him wonder about the Lost Ones top-dogs. Minato figured that D.J was probably one of the people he needed to impress to get more respect all around. And right now he wasn't off to a good start. And he didn't really know any other Lost Ones. Ahn, he'd try to impress her somehow. Maybe he could go to a part of town that still had lots of cars and check them out. Maybe he'd find useful stuff for her car or whatever. “She loves that car more than the crew, I think,” he thought to himself as he opened his still open door and walked in, dropping his jacket on the coat hanger before shutting the door. “and that is good, because it gives her incentive to stay with the crew. She would probably never be a traitor. Even if it was just to keep the car in one piece.” Minato's mind wandered all over the place sometimes, thinking stuff that was somehow related to one another but seemed completely irrelevant as well. It helped him though.
He put on the stereo system again, letting some more rap beats of the old, old Anarchy Crew out of the stereo mix. The bass pumped loud, but not loud enough for the others in the appartment complex to hear. Their English was laughable at best, the accent ruining whatever English they did manage to say. Minato milled over thoughts on the cage fight. He felt as if cage fights were the devils spawn of all martial arts. It wasn't an honorable style of fighting, and the youth that practiced cage fighting usually was the type that go for the balls when they're not in a cage. But, Minato had to admit, it was one of the most useful styles for streetfighting. Either way, Nagami would know where to go. Minato thought he got invited by Nagami once as well. Nagami's words on the cagefighters ringed through his head. “Imagine the biggest dumbest idiots of the city, who spent way too much hours in the gym, on 'roids, in a cage that gets locked after they go in. They'll kill each other for the glory of winning. And the crowd is pretty bad too. You'll know when you get there.” That probably said enough about Deon. He shut off the stereo system mid-song and walked off again, not taking his jacket this time. Fuck the rain.
Fuck it hard.
Minato opened the hangar doors, noticing a very small crowd of people outside a stairs leading down. One was sitting on a barrel at the side of the stairs, with his foot on the railing so you couldn't get past. Looked like a mean ass guy, too. But he was no cagefighter, considering that he had tried to hide a knife in his pocket. Cage fighters have a bit more honour than that. Minato approached the group, and was kinda glad that he wasn't a recognisable member of the Lost Ones. This cage fighting place was practically at the center of the fricken territory of the Amaranth Bitches. He'd probably have been grabbed and kicked out by the first Amaranth that recognised him. That's probably all that they would do, considering as far as Minato knew, there was no full scale war going on, just a rivalry. And we all know how rivalries end.
He approached the guy at the barrel, asking him if he could get down to the fighting level. The man didn't say shit, just held up his hand. “Um, how much?” Minato asked. The man replied, “For you it's five fiddy.” Five fifty.. okay, reasonable. Minato picked the money from his pockets and handed it over, upon which the man removed his leg and let him through. Once Minato started walking down the stairs he put his leg back and looked at the crowd outside the doors.
Minato heard the crowd through the heavy metal door, that was probably made using scrap metal. He opened the heavy door and walked inside, closing it after him. The crowd was already going wild, could it be that there was a fight going on now? Minato decided he'd look at it while waiting for this ''Deon.'' He approached the crowd and pushed his way past the people, moving a bit more towards the front, but stopping about 3/4th into the crowd. There was a muscular man pounding the shit out of another muscular man. They were both bleeding, it seems. Most of the blood was on the one guy's knuckles, so that was probably not his..
The man punched the other guy in the face again, then grabbed his head by the back and send his knee flying into his chin. The blood spats flew into the crowd, and they went wild for it. Nagami was definetely right about the crowd, and the fighters didn't seem like an intellectual bunch either. It seems the fight was over now. One of the guys was carried out of the cage while the other paraded triumphantly. Most of the crowd cheered, but there was a few eerie looking guys in the crowd, that probably lost a bet.
Minato took a look around and noticed a sign that said ''bar area.'' He could definetely use a beer. He followed the sign and pushed himself past the crowd again, finding the sign next to a stairs. He went up and sat down at the bar, hearing an announcer who was now in the cage, using an old microphone to try and get over the crowd. He was announcing the next fighters, or some other shit. Minato didn't care. He just wanted a beer. “Bartender! How much for a Fukaku beer?” The bartender walked over to him and looked him up and down, looking at his face, his loose A-shirt and his arms. Probably looking for gang signs. He then replied to Minato, “It's 10 dollars.” That's a fuckin' rip-off if you've ever seen one. Minato grumbled and grabbed through his pockets, grabbing about 20,60 and put it on the table, it was his last money anyway and he didn't have to save for anything. “Give me two. How much would it be if I were a wolf?” The man raised an eyebrow and ignored his question, and put down two cold Fukaku beers. Minato grabbed them both and moved to the railing of the bar, which was relatively quiet. It was probably because of the fucking overpriced beers. Then again, there was a lot of money involved in this type of place, so the big-shots would be able to afford it anyway.
Minato leaned on a concrete pillar at the railing, and put his extra beer down on the railing. He drank some of the beer from the other then wiped the wetness away from his lips with the back of his hand. “Wonder when Deon gets here.” Looking around he decided that the bar area would be a good vantage point, considering it offered a good view of the cage in the middle, and there were not much people around here that could pick pocket you. One disadvantage was that it would probably also be very clear that he was watching, in case anyone recognised him. Haha, just kidding. Who would recognise him?
He walked through the streets, passing Nagami and fistbumping with him before sticking his hands back into his pockets and walking to his house again. He let the names of those important figures pass his mind. Angel, Deon, Logan, Millie, Atticus. It made him wonder about the Lost Ones top-dogs. Minato figured that D.J was probably one of the people he needed to impress to get more respect all around. And right now he wasn't off to a good start. And he didn't really know any other Lost Ones. Ahn, he'd try to impress her somehow. Maybe he could go to a part of town that still had lots of cars and check them out. Maybe he'd find useful stuff for her car or whatever. “She loves that car more than the crew, I think,” he thought to himself as he opened his still open door and walked in, dropping his jacket on the coat hanger before shutting the door. “and that is good, because it gives her incentive to stay with the crew. She would probably never be a traitor. Even if it was just to keep the car in one piece.” Minato's mind wandered all over the place sometimes, thinking stuff that was somehow related to one another but seemed completely irrelevant as well. It helped him though.
He put on the stereo system again, letting some more rap beats of the old, old Anarchy Crew out of the stereo mix. The bass pumped loud, but not loud enough for the others in the appartment complex to hear. Their English was laughable at best, the accent ruining whatever English they did manage to say. Minato milled over thoughts on the cage fight. He felt as if cage fights were the devils spawn of all martial arts. It wasn't an honorable style of fighting, and the youth that practiced cage fighting usually was the type that go for the balls when they're not in a cage. But, Minato had to admit, it was one of the most useful styles for streetfighting. Either way, Nagami would know where to go. Minato thought he got invited by Nagami once as well. Nagami's words on the cagefighters ringed through his head. “Imagine the biggest dumbest idiots of the city, who spent way too much hours in the gym, on 'roids, in a cage that gets locked after they go in. They'll kill each other for the glory of winning. And the crowd is pretty bad too. You'll know when you get there.” That probably said enough about Deon. He shut off the stereo system mid-song and walked off again, not taking his jacket this time. Fuck the rain.
Fuck it hard.
Minato opened the hangar doors, noticing a very small crowd of people outside a stairs leading down. One was sitting on a barrel at the side of the stairs, with his foot on the railing so you couldn't get past. Looked like a mean ass guy, too. But he was no cagefighter, considering that he had tried to hide a knife in his pocket. Cage fighters have a bit more honour than that. Minato approached the group, and was kinda glad that he wasn't a recognisable member of the Lost Ones. This cage fighting place was practically at the center of the fricken territory of the Amaranth Bitches. He'd probably have been grabbed and kicked out by the first Amaranth that recognised him. That's probably all that they would do, considering as far as Minato knew, there was no full scale war going on, just a rivalry. And we all know how rivalries end.
He approached the guy at the barrel, asking him if he could get down to the fighting level. The man didn't say shit, just held up his hand. “Um, how much?” Minato asked. The man replied, “For you it's five fiddy.” Five fifty.. okay, reasonable. Minato picked the money from his pockets and handed it over, upon which the man removed his leg and let him through. Once Minato started walking down the stairs he put his leg back and looked at the crowd outside the doors.
Minato heard the crowd through the heavy metal door, that was probably made using scrap metal. He opened the heavy door and walked inside, closing it after him. The crowd was already going wild, could it be that there was a fight going on now? Minato decided he'd look at it while waiting for this ''Deon.'' He approached the crowd and pushed his way past the people, moving a bit more towards the front, but stopping about 3/4th into the crowd. There was a muscular man pounding the shit out of another muscular man. They were both bleeding, it seems. Most of the blood was on the one guy's knuckles, so that was probably not his..
The man punched the other guy in the face again, then grabbed his head by the back and send his knee flying into his chin. The blood spats flew into the crowd, and they went wild for it. Nagami was definetely right about the crowd, and the fighters didn't seem like an intellectual bunch either. It seems the fight was over now. One of the guys was carried out of the cage while the other paraded triumphantly. Most of the crowd cheered, but there was a few eerie looking guys in the crowd, that probably lost a bet.
Minato took a look around and noticed a sign that said ''bar area.'' He could definetely use a beer. He followed the sign and pushed himself past the crowd again, finding the sign next to a stairs. He went up and sat down at the bar, hearing an announcer who was now in the cage, using an old microphone to try and get over the crowd. He was announcing the next fighters, or some other shit. Minato didn't care. He just wanted a beer. “Bartender! How much for a Fukaku beer?” The bartender walked over to him and looked him up and down, looking at his face, his loose A-shirt and his arms. Probably looking for gang signs. He then replied to Minato, “It's 10 dollars.” That's a fuckin' rip-off if you've ever seen one. Minato grumbled and grabbed through his pockets, grabbing about 20,60 and put it on the table, it was his last money anyway and he didn't have to save for anything. “Give me two. How much would it be if I were a wolf?” The man raised an eyebrow and ignored his question, and put down two cold Fukaku beers. Minato grabbed them both and moved to the railing of the bar, which was relatively quiet. It was probably because of the fucking overpriced beers. Then again, there was a lot of money involved in this type of place, so the big-shots would be able to afford it anyway.
Minato leaned on a concrete pillar at the railing, and put his extra beer down on the railing. He drank some of the beer from the other then wiped the wetness away from his lips with the back of his hand. “Wonder when Deon gets here.” Looking around he decided that the bar area would be a good vantage point, considering it offered a good view of the cage in the middle, and there were not much people around here that could pick pocket you. One disadvantage was that it would probably also be very clear that he was watching, in case anyone recognised him. Haha, just kidding. Who would recognise him?
*kicks the liveless husk of an rp this has become*
Anyone there? Are we gonna start this?
Anyone there? Are we gonna start this?
YoshiSkittlez said
Psst! Blitz! I added more :)Edit: oh! And Dark Wind! Sorry for making you think lol I just didn't want to write something up and then have you be all "nope, incorrect" and then re-write it XD Honestly the ONLY thing I can think of as far as communication would be something like a wrist band that gets hot or cold on their wrist when their leader puts a message in their 'drop location' thus alerting them to go check out what needs to be done. *shrug* sounds lame I know, but it's all I got hahaEdit Edit: Posted for Deserae. I left out Jillian though because she hasn't posted yet. Only figured that to be fair.
Well, since there's multiple groups around as a subgroup of The Lost Ones (i.e the guys that sit in the bodyshop, or Nagami's small group) it would be pretty easy to contact them either personally or by means of leaving a message. Groups usually hang around at the same spot, so you'd reach someone right? And if it's a simple mission like ''hand out ___ to the Lost Ones'' anyone can accomplish it, so it wouldn't matter who got the message. And for personal missions (say D.J had to go check out Deon's cagefight on orders of the leader) he could just walk up to her since most groups do still hang out in Lost Ones territory.
Also I hope you guys don't mind if I say stuff about your characters that aren't true. It's just Minato trying to figure out facts from rumors. So if I'd say that Angel was a whore, that doesn't mean it's true. And if you DO mind I could just say nice things ''Oh Angel? Yeah she's practically got that name because of her personality. She's trying to do charity for the rich people to give money to the poor! That's what the Wolves are, a charity group!''
Rare said
Me too xP God, I need to be more active in my other RPs. Sooo, who watched Germany winning the World Cup?
I said fuck the world cup the moment the Netherlands got kicked out. :/
Actually I said fuck it before it started because I don't like football, but anyway, Germany was probably the most deserving country out there.
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