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Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

Kishimoto Arcade, Local Tournament.
@Crimson Lion - A Master and A Student

A rolling anger boiled to the surface, shrinking his clear blue eyes as he turned to defend Char-chan against Seo's assault. It was one thing to keep from pummeling a man due to employer-ship, it was another to allow one to bad mouth a genuine Gunpla fighter. And still, as if out of habit, he shut the lid of those raging emotions. His grasp on the wheelchair tightened until shivers ran up its frame. At that point, he let go entirely and maliciously decided he would take Naoki up on his offer out of spite. It must've been strange he assumed, for an enemy to stride up to their group and accept such an offer as quickly as he did. "You got my services, Kid. If for no other reason then to piss off taskmaster Seo over there," he told him, thumbing Team Zenshin High.

Afterwards he casually strode away, leaving the crowded arcade, sliding through the throng of people as if the wind pushed him along their canals. Once on his path home, he took a deep breath and exhaled, still struggling with the intense feelings barreling in his stomach. It made him feel heavy and to some degree, worthless. He rubbed the back of his head out of sheer exhaustion, determined to fix his mood before returning home to his cramp and untidy apartment.

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Settled in the stands, keeping a hard eye on Ryoichi as he left was a rather unique looking man. He was dressed in a somewhat formal attire, though the air he held around him was intense. The boy next to him had been blubbering over Ryoichi's defeat; cheering during his victories too and on the edge of his seat the entire tournament. That had meant a lot to the gentleman, seeing as Ryoichi was his student for all intents and purposes. As the people around them begun to leave, the man stood up, and with wide burning eyes and a slight, even smile said, "What an ugly mess. It would appear my pupil's potential has been dulled over the years. I was excited to hear he had finally gotten back into battling... Only," his open and honest gaze lowered into a steely edge. "It would appear my pupil has committed the most grievous sin against himself. He's ceased to allow himself to grow. I believe its time for a little reunion, don't you?" he asked the boy.

The boy nodded, holding a "limited-event kit" to his chest. "Want me to show you where he stays? we live next to one another."

"That would be splendid!" he said with heart and mirth. "In return I shall ensure you get home safely lad. Of this much, I promise you!"

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

The old man shall speak soon. Sorry for the delay

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

Awesome, I might not be able to post till the day after tomorrow depending on how the day goes. But I'm def gonna read it in bed tonight. My mind is groggy from work lol

Digimon: After the Convergence

I’m still interested. Let get it rolling again is my vote.

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

Thanks for letting us know. I understand man.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

O'Menus

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O'Menus stood, arms crossed over his chest. For a second he had forgotten how grieving mortals behaved: logic did not work on them, nor did gentle prodding. It would take a roar or near definite execution to get them to behave properly and sometimes... even under the threat of death they tended to protest. A frustrated breath left him as he conceded to silence. Anything he had to say would only upset her more, especially considering the deep and tired unease coursing through him. Also, their was a prominent nagging around the name 'Klois' sitting in his mind. There were the others, all tending to what they fancied. The God of Water to drying Flower's face, which irked him slightly. The God should've let her wipe her own tears.

He frown with mental effort till Ashte stepped forth with questions and honoring rites for the dead knight. That, for reasons he find hard to vocalize, eased his muscles and mind.

His deep voice resonated with all the heat and authority of the Sun. "Look around you, Flower... this battlefield is corpse-ridden yet you stand safe and surrounded by the Gods. Your knight did his duty, died for it. Now you must tell us what comes next. The horned-goddess speaks soundly, perhaps this Klois is our next point of interest." He unfurled his arms and looked off in the distance, through the glittered sky and pass the bloodied field.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Also gonna get a post out tonight. Sorry about the wait guys.

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

Kishimoto Arcade, Local Tournament.
@Crimson Lion @Dezuel - Devils Cry

His defeat was on repeat in his head, flickering vividly and insufferably slow.

Baelstrom was dying on him, flashing screens burned orange. He didn't have time to read them, not that he needed too. In a nut shell the Baelstrom was maimed; it was missing a foot, an eye, a shield, and a horn. Its paint was all but gone, all that remained was the beaten black frame of the demonic Gundam; its grappling claw open with dark intentions. Though that wasn't the worst of it. The WARS he had experienced had left the gunpla battered inside and out. Its limbs were becoming stiff and unwieldly with the resistance of his controls. Ryoichi poured strength into his arms and hands. The exertion he was throwing into the battle paid the price for his still fluid movements.

It was in their last skirmish that he understood just how outnumbered he was. In a flash that golden gunpla had defeated the others while simultaneously, somehow, managing to operated the flagship. Stuck between surviving the onslaught of the white Wing Gundam or destroying the flagship; Ryoichi decided to disengage the white Wing Gundam. From there everything went from confidence, to fear, to acceptance, to anger, and then to joy...

Sweat fell from Ryoichi's face and arms. And for a long moment he refused to raise his head. He had seen the dark frame falling apart as the stadium shut down. Seen the right side of the Baelstrom pluck away at the joints. That was rough and yet exhilarating too. Before, he had wanted nothing more than a strong Gunpla Fighter to stand against him. Now, after experiencing all that WARS had to offer, a flame had reawakened inside him. And if nothing else, he was grateful to his opponents for that.

The roar of the crowd was a muffled sound compared to the voices of Team Imagine Victory. He felt exhaustion lay over his eyelids as he stood up straight and gathered the Baelstrom's parts. With a gentle hand he placed the pieces in his plastic bag and carried it close to his chest. He plucked his glasses from his pockets to hide the true toll the match had on him. It was annoying and maddening but he had always been good about playing the buffoon.

"Char-chan!" he called aloud once he reached Charmaine. "I lost my match. Can you tell I'm heartbroken right now?"

He choked off his next words seeing one of the guys of Team Imagine Victory walking over. He straightened himself and placed his hands on Charmaine's wheelchair. Through closed lips he quickly whispered, "Stay cool, I could probably take him in a fight."

Throughout Naoki's card peddling, Ryoichi held back laughter until the "Old Man" comment reached his ears. Fortunately he was okay with Naoki's vibe, so he simply smiled. He took the card with two fingers and looked back at the boy. "Sure thing, Kid. Though my fee might've just rocketed up a bit."

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

@Blade17 yeah man can’t wait to see Snow White at its prime

Gundam Build Fighters Imagine! [6/7]

@Crimson Lion I was prepared to take a humiliating L so thanks for the outcome lol. It was a sudden end but a dope battle. I'll try and get a post out today after work or tomorrow.