Tai Yang
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 3, 2008 6:47:46 GMT 1
(I'm leaving this open to spectators, but I'd simply don't want people flooding this thread with posts that aren't necessary. This is for Damien and myself, everyone else just post once or twice and be quiet.)
Students from all grades began to push and force themselves into the gymnasium, grabbing benches and chairs, standing on them in order to get a better view of the clearing in the center of the moss-pit type group. Standing on a folding leg table was the Chinese-American Junior of Paragon Institute, Long Tai Yang, and the one who was striving to capture the captainship and express himself through constant combat. He truly did believe himself to be the hero in this story, despite his constant physical abuse and dominance over the majority of the students standing around him. With his leather jacket’s collar flicked up and his red-lensed shades covering his eyes he smirked as he looked out over the growing crowd.
“I’ve made myself known to every single one of you here! I’ve established either respect of fear in each and every one of your minds! Some of you follow me like I’m your messiah, while others follow me for personal gain. I’ve befriend some of you, and allied myself with others, all for the sake of the Paragon Captainship!”
Cheers from his motivated followers erupted from all around him, drowning out any boo’s that might’ve tried to make themselves heard. Raising his hands up he motioned with open palms for the cheers to be silenced, and slowly the volume of the spectators died down.
“I know I’ve done what it takes to lead the students of this school, I’ve played the game and I’m know that I’ve played it better then anyone else out there. So well in fact that any of those who thought to try and oppose me have lost the lustre they felt, and have only moved to support my ideas. But there still seems to be one who wants to claim the captainship for himself.”
Clutching his voice he, letting the crowd build up the dramatic emphasis that he was about to unleash. Mentally he was gleeful at the look of the crowd as he riled them together, truly making himself out to be the good guy in this case, just like in the movies.
“The one who wants to be Captain for his own personal gain is none other then a fellow Junior, Damien Blaze!” It was at this point that his followers turned their cheers into boo’s, completely and utterly spitting on his fellow contenders name. “And simply put I want this to end here and now! By the time this is done I WILL BE CAPTAIN! I Challenge Him To Fight Me, Should He Refuse Then He Drops Out, And Should He Accept, Well Then I Shall Beat Him To The Ground!”
More cheers erupted at Tai Yang dropped down from the edge of the table, letting a few of his minions take the table away to the edge of the gymnasium’s walls. Walking over to the edge of the crowd he gave instructions to a few more of his followers to head out and find the only man to challenge his contender ship and bring him to the gym. If he were already in the gym then he’d step forward or be called a coward. Either way Tai Yang would get what he wanted here and now.
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 6, 2008 1:04:49 GMT 1
And so he waited, a few minutes passed and only the aggravation of the crowd grew with no man stepping forward to claim the name of Damien Blaze. His challenger wasn’t within the gymnasium, and this displeased Tai Yang to an entirely new limit. Pacing back and forth between the groups of spectators he looked like a bull pacing back and forth after taking care of the pesky matador. Five minutes passed and a bustle came from the exit of the gym, someone was shouting ‘let me through, let me through.’ Whoever it was didn’t have the cohune’s to challenge him, so that left him with the impression that it was one of his minions. Moving to the edge of the group he motioned for the people standing their to part, allowing for his henchmen to get to him that much quicker.
Stumbling forward and collapsing in front of Tai Yang the lone freshmen coughed several times before catching his breath, either having run very hard to get this information to him, or had a bad case of asthma. Kneeling down the contender of the Captainship looked at the boy through his red lenses, not holding the devilish smirk that usually resides across his face. Rather, his eyes were serious, his mouth a tight slit as he waited for the already known words to reach his ears.
“He’s not in the school, he doesn’t seem to be here.”
With a sigh Tai Yang stood up, waving at the far side of the circle for his minions to return his speaking platform. As they gathered and reset the table he paced back and forth in a five-foot perimeter, thinking about what he was going to say. He was angry, anxious, excited, but most of all disappointed. As the group of three set the table back up Tai Yang removed his shades, hooking them in his shirts collar before standing up on the table with a singe of anger in his eyes.
“Well, I must apologize to all of you. You expected to see a fight for the Captainship of Paragon, yet the only other man to claim contender ship isn’t even in the building. What kind of Captain would he be if he weren’t even here for the students? What can he really give to you all by being gone from the premises? NOTHING. There’s Nothing He Could Give You. He’s Not Fit To Even Be In The Running.”
Closing his eyes he cracked his neck from side to side, taking a deep breath as he calmed himself after his last outburst of emotions.
“It’s clear that he’s not in the running for the Captainship, leaving only myself. But, being the humble man that I am I shall leave a challenge open for the next fifteen minutes. Should someone wish to challenge me, and then so be it. I shall accept and a battle will re-ensue. Otherwise, I shall take the Captainship that I’ve sought after, that I’ve sweat and bled for, and become your leader and guidance for the next two years.”
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Post by Trent Davis on Aug 11, 2008 0:45:15 GMT 1
OOC: I WAS going to make a new thread, but then I figured, why waste a perfectly good one right here?
IC:
"It would seem you've won."
The quiet voice would come from Tai Yang's right, the owner of which who had just arrived after hearing the other rival for the Captainship had disappeared. Paragon's principal was mildly disappointed with the news, though truth be told, it mattered very little regardless. This one had done much, much more in the pursuit of the Captainship, and his attitude was almost perfectly suited for what the council wanted of Paragon's representative.
"You've certainly become the most well-known Paragon student, through both respect and fear. Therefore, I'd like to officially recognize you as Paragon's School Captain."
It was hardly much of a true "ceremony", but given how Paragon was being run, it likely wouldn't surprise anyone at the casual manner the title was granted. Even the very way Trent stood would hint at how informal the moment was, his hands tucked in his jeans pockets as he stared up at the student on the podium.
"And what will you do with your newfound power, Tai Yang? There's virtually no challenges left within Paragon for you."
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 11, 2008 21:20:10 GMT 1
“Ladies And Gentlemen, PRINCIPLE DAVIS!” Throwing his arms to the side in an over exaggerated manner he drew all the attention around him toward the lone figured inside the circle that wasn’t standing on an elevated surface. Tai Yang simply stood back at this point waiting for the principle to speak his words and get out. Tai Yang wasn’t to fond of the principle after the assembly at the beginning of the year. Their Davis did something that the young Chinese-American found completely and utterly intolerable. But, he continued to remain silent, letting Davis speak his words, his hints being all to obvious and rather annoying at the same time.
“No challenges left in Paragon? There’s quite a few, actually. Like Tiao Lei Shen, there’s quite a few wondering who’s the strongest in the school. And guess what, your not in that running.” Letting a smirk grow back across his face the charismatic, sadistic Long Tai Yang was returning to the spotlight, enjoying his basking nature under it’s rays. “But, just because you’re not in the running for Paragon’s strongest doesn’t mean you’re not a challenge. I said this school would be mine, and I’m not stopping with the Captainship.”
Taking a step forward and leaping off the table Tai Yang landed roughly five feet from Davis, his smirk doing nothing but growing wider as his pearly whites gleamed under the limelight of the crowd. Clenching his fists he caused his knuckles to pop as the pressure was relieved from the joints, sending a small wave of euphoria through his body. There was nothing more that Tai Yang wanted then to punch the principle square in the face for his wrongdoings to the Chinese-American, but that would have to wait, at least until Davis choose his response.
“Aden Allett and Arlen O’Grady are my Pillars. I trust them to support me fully, make sure of it that everyone knows this as well.”
If nothing else, having made O’Grady a pillar despite not having talked to him about it would help with his portion of the deal, in that he promised to spread rumours and tales of O’Grady’s strength and destruction in order for the giant to wander the halls in peace. So far it was working, and with a promotion in the mix everything would be hunky dory.
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Post by kuni on Aug 12, 2008 18:47:46 GMT 1
"Holy crap. Can this be any more boring?"
The voice would come from the Japanese exchange student, who had been previously blending into the crowd rather easily. In the past several weeks, Kunioku's English had improved significantly. Not by any schooling, or rather lack thereof, but simply be immersing himself in the culture. While there was still a trace of an accent here and there, Kuni's pronounciation and vocabulary had increased exponentially.
"I could be wrong here, though I'm not, but I understand that Hircine High is the orderly school." Kuni sighed, giving a sad smirk as he looked around at all those present.
"Sorry, I'm not really seeing a difference here. Principal offering a Captainship...that's order. Order is boring. Isn't this place supposed to be a jungle? Right now I see one guy doing what he wants, one guy watching, and the rest pissing themselves. A poor excuse for an establishment is still and establishment...and establishments are boring."
Kuni shrugged as he pulled out a pencil from his denim pockets, placing it behind his ear as he spun in a slow 180 to look at those behind him. Walking back towards the crowd, Kuni grabbed the wrist of a freshman. Pulling him forward despite the kids resistance, Kuni pulled him out to the middle. He put his arm around the kid's shoulders, calming him down to the point where he was just embarassed and aggravated, no longer fighting it.
"Let's introduce a little anarchy. You know, do something a bit...random."
As Kuni spoke the last word, his left hand went to pencil behind his ear, gripping it tightly. As he held the boys shoulders with his right arm, Kuni turned to the right, slashing outwards with the left hand at the boy's right eye. Using the recently sharpened graphite tip of the pencil, Kuni cut open the eye, blood and other eye fluid beginnin to pour out as the freshman let out a horrifying scream as he fell to his knees, grabbing his eye with both hands as nobody moved, nobody coming to his aid. Kuni let the boy drop and turned back towards everyone else, shrugging.
"Like that."
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Post by Jack on Aug 12, 2008 20:11:57 GMT 1
Jack came to see the spectacle like everyone else. He just happened to stand a little closer than most, the crowd was a few feet to his back. It meant he avoided being surrounded by all sides in a school that was more violent than any he had previously attended, which is why he made no complaints when he was transfered.
What better way to get an idea of how the school operated than to stand in the middle of a crowd as the main spectacles showed off?
The Principal and a Captain? Jack looked confused by the concept as he was told the school was supposed to be the definition of anarchy with no social order and enough violence that he'd lose his taste for it. But to see two people talking Captains and something about Pillars warped his perception of the school and put a somewhat sour expression on his otherwise bland expression.
A few feet behind him and to the right an accented voice came to speak an opinion strikingly similar to Jack's own thoughts, although he himself wouldn't express them he was glad someone was voicing his thoughts. The shorter figure pulled someone out of the crowd and Jack moved to reposition himself so he could see all three figures at a better angle, within roughly eight feet of the boy who decided to use a pencil to make someone's eyes bleed.
Jack continued to look uninterested but he was surprised to some extent. Not many people saw a pencil being used to blind someone after all. His eyes roamed the crowd briefly and noticed that other than a few surprised and queasy glances there wasn't much of a negative reaction to the spectacle. Jack, due to his personality, was going to just stay near the crowd and observe.
"You short fucks are annoying!" A voice shouted from behind him and Jack turned to look. He wasn't in time to do anything about the front kick that shoved him out of the rough ring of the crowd and stumbled into the fray of things. The boy who was cupping his eyes and screaming got the brunt of his approach as Jack crushed his hand under his work boot, unintentionally, when he managed to regain his balance. His back throbbed but he didn't go back to deal damage back, he was just shoved into the center of attention.
Jack didn't seem to care that the sole of his boot was crushing the boys hand and instead looked briefly between the three figures. Wearing a black shirt with the bold white letters spelling out Fuck You, You Fuckin' Fuck and beaten up jeans Jack looked very much the type to be violent, but normally he didn't step into the center of attention.
Putting on an awkward smile, which looked more like a sneer thanks to inexperience, he put his index and middle finger of his right hand to his head and waved.
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Post by Aden Allett on Aug 12, 2008 21:43:14 GMT 1
“Oh, ho, ho. Kitty has claws.”
Aden made himself known in between the student’s in the crowd. A few eyes shot off towards his voice. The student stood there in the middle of new group. The attention had left that of Tai yang and the principle, moving towards the other, violent, bulky student, with the pencil. His eyes shifted downwards to the flailing student. A small ruckus causing another Paragon student to stomp his foot on the hand of the victim, left the screaming to continue on. No, no, that wouldn’t to at all.
“For those wondering, I’d be Aden Allett. One of the new Pillar’s it seems.” Aden gave a smirk and a wave left and right jokingly as people eyed him with curiosity.
His gaze fixated itself back to the bulky man. The man’s distaste for a captainship seemed pretty obvious. Aden could see why, sure thing. It could mean order, maybe more rules, but Aden wasn’t worried. It was those same reasons that he felt a captainship wasn’t the best route to go. However, Tai Yang’s ideals seemed to point towards little change for the school. The basic violence and disorder in the school didn’t have to disappear just because there was a captain around now. The captain and Pillar’s of this school weren’t the goodie-goodie captain you found over at Hircine.
“Uh, Kuni, right? Yeah, I remember you bashing some guys head in at the assembly. Don’t think there being a captain means you won’t get to go around doing you’re ‘dastardly deeds.’” Aden made the quotations with his fingers as he spoke. The hissing and whining of the victim on the ground was growing louder and more annoying every passing the second. “But, really, if you don’t like the captain or the idea of it, challenge him and take him down. It’s that simple. Not easy, but simple. Personally, I like the whole random, violent act you have going on. It’s entertaaaaiiiining.”
His head turned towards the student, whose boot managed to land on the victim’s hand. The attempts to thrash around and the screaming were making it more difficult to interact with this Kuni, fellow. “Oh, for god sake. Get you’re foot off of the kid and somebody take him to the nurse’s office. We have one of those, right?” A quizzical look on his face.
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Post by Trent Davis on Aug 13, 2008 6:12:44 GMT 1
Trent's face took on a minor scowl at the way Tai Yang spoke to him, as apparently this one had some sort of problem with his own principal. The psychotic older man had no intention of playing along with such games, however, as his concerns didn't truly exist within these school walls, but rather, in the world outside. Before he answered, another student called out from the crowd, causing Principal Davis to turn his head towards the newcomer.
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that the school of freaks isn't thrilled with anyone in an authoritative position.
Of course, this one seemed to have a problem with how things were being done as well, but this fact didn't draw Trent's attention as much as the incident with the pencil. His scowl quickly disappeared, eyes going wide in pure excitement at the sheer brutality of the act.
"Perhaps I spoke too soon."
The principal took a step to the side, putting distance between himself and Tai Yang, though not quite moving closer to the Japanese youth. As much as he enjoyed Tai Yang's attitude towards the world, such gore excited him far more. Another student was pushed forwards, one with just as little care for the victim as the majority of the students at Paragon would have, and one of the ones Tai Yang had demanded for a Pillar came forward as well, though in a more intentional fashion. While the former seemed more intent on just standing there, the latter attempted to placate Kunioku, something Trent found disappointing.
"If there's a problem, then settle it, by all means. After all, if the Captain can't defeat his first challenger, then perhaps he shouldn't have become Captain in the first place, hm?"
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 13, 2008 7:50:44 GMT 1
“You Japanese fuck, who’re you really trying to impress?”
The question erupted from Tai Yang’s mouth, completely ignoring the principles choice words of the Jap as a challenger. The boy had made no actual notions or verbal comments mentioning his challenge for the title, just his lack of approval for it. Moving past Davis he continued on until he was standing in front of the bloodied, screaming freshmen. With a half look at Jack he simply lifted his right hand and pushed the boy off the fallen freshmen’s hand before kneeling down and grabbing the back of the boys hair. Reefing his hair back he brought the terrified boys face up to his own, his sadistic eyes glaring into the boys.
“Quit your crying. Chicks dig scars, so make something out of it.”
The freshmen didn’t smile, Tai Yang chooses to be nice to someone, and yet the boy didn’t smile. This wasn’t the right action to take, even if a pencil had just gouged your eye. In one swift motion he twisted his torso over and slammed the boys face into the ground, ending his pathetic attempts at pleading for help. Taking a deep breath he calmed himself, basking in the momentary silence before he stood back up and looked over at Kunioku. He didn’t even take the time to turn toward the Japanese student, rather he just turned his head to the side, letting it roll back while looking at him with a blank look.
“You have no clue who I am, do you? You have no clue as to what I’ve done with this school in such a short time.” Taking a moment he looked past Kunioku, looking at the fear growing in the students behind him. They rarely saw him when he had a sour face, and if he gave them chaotic beatings when he was happy, they didn’t want to see him mad. “While you’ve been learning your ABC’s, I’ve been painting the school walls red. There isn’t a single student in this gym that isn’t connected to me in one-way or another. I’ve either beaten them, their family, or their friends. You believe I stand for order? You think I’m here to uphold the common sense of justice that the general population looks up to? Fuck that.
“I could care less what you do the freshmen, but you will understand something. I control this school; I’m not the captain because I was chosen, ’m the captain because I rose up and took it. You could care less about the title, and frankly I don’t give a damn. I’m in this position because I represent the ideas of the school. You think you can create more anarchy then I have, disturb the mental boundaries of the students around you to the point that I have? Well, if you think you can then good luck in trying. Just know that I don’t like competition, so if your going to try and press in on my notions of destruction I’ll end all hope for you now.”
Pivoting over on his right foot he let his left sneaker squeak as he kicked the toe of his shoe into the ground. With his shoulders square to the Japanese student he stood there, making no attempts to initiate the fight, but knew it was most likely to happen.
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Post by Jack on Aug 13, 2008 8:50:35 GMT 1
Jack's wave was ignored but not his presence. Everyone that was staying inside the circular crowd had taken a look at him, and dismissed him soon after. Except one that actually decided to be vocal with him, sadly enough for that person. Jack turned his eyes briefly to the figure and was going to respond to being ordered around by a skinny bastard by tapping his middle finger against his chest, pointing to the bold white text.
But his attention was somewhere else soon after, the screaming figure that he had effectively trapped inside the circle was clawing at Jack's leg. If he was coherant enough to actually try to attack him under his jeans it might have hurt. Although it didn't show on his placid expression it pushed the desire to fight to even higher tension. Shoved, ordered, clawed at, how much more would it take before he snapped?
Once again his attention didn't linger very long. His eyes raised to see the self important and rather loud "Captain" walking toward him. If his pillar was trying to order him around what would he do? Jack had been there to hear boisterous claims and he doubted the approach had peaceful intentions. His eyes followed Tai's movements, focusing on a point just around his chin as he approached.
It would be difficult to miss the intentions that came toward him, Jack found the outlet for his tension. A dismissive shove came his way, an open palm moving toward his chest. Jack's left arm moved from his side and came across his chest to grasp Tai's right wrist and lock down, with the difference in their size he could encompass the wrist completely. His left hand would push down and away while twisting the wrist to the left as well, his palm to the underside of his opponents wrist.
While that would create pain and have the arm locked away from the body Jack would continue by pulling his left shoulder back, pulling Tail closer, while his right hand would be sent in a straight line, fingers open and spread naturally as he jabbed the heel of his palm into Tai's mouth. Were Tai to move in the direction he was being pulled he would trip over the body, and staying in front would likely mean a strike to the face while off-balance.
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 13, 2008 9:00:03 GMT 1
Tai Yang wasn’t in the mood to play games, and when he wasn’t happy, neither would be the one who choose to ignore his subtle physical command. As Jack’s left arm raised up from it’s side to grab Tai Yang’s right arm, which was peacefully enough just telling the guy to back off, the speed-based fighter, torque’d his hips and shoulders over to face Jack while bending his right arm in and pushing his elbow and shoulder out.
As he did this he was already moving in and getting close to Jack, not that they were far apart as the six foot one, muscle bound student was within Yang’s arm’s reach. Despite this he stepped out a few more centimetres with his right foot before he fully pivoted over and pushed off the ball of his left foot. Combined with the torque of his right shoulder he put all of his weight into a close ranged kicked square between Jack’s legs. Was this a bit much? Perhaps, but the student needed to learn his place, and as it stood he was far from it.
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Post by Jack on Aug 13, 2008 18:30:11 GMT 1
Jack hesitated a moment as Tai's arm pulled back, about halfway to his chest, and cocked an eyebrow. The hesitation gone and Jack continued to pulled his left arm in front of him while closing his hand into a loose fist. Because his arm was originally low enough to grab the shove the fist would catch Tai just bellow the shoulder and with the strength of Jack's blow it would be able to throw Tai far off balance.
The "wind up" that Tai made to prepare for whatever offensive was meant to come would give Jack the ability to prevent that offensive with the attack of his own. If the kick was still sent from it's off balance position it would likely strike against the inside of his thigh, sending a jolt of pain up his leg that would leave a throbbing bruise soon after.
Were Tai to be thrown off balance Jack would turn to his right, his left foot ripping the flesh of the downed students hand, and settle his right foot on solid ground when he was once again facing the direction Tai Yang would be standing, both hands in front of him open and loose. His face wouldn't show disinterest.
A smile, driven by lust for violence, would crease his features as his eyes seemed to gain a glint of joy.
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Post by kuni on Aug 13, 2008 23:21:27 GMT 1
Kunioku stood there grinning, pencil in hand as those around him soaked in the moment. His grin would slowly dissipate, fading a notch everytime someone new spoke to him. Not only were they rude, not giving him time to respond, but they were completely missing his point. He remembered the first one from the assembly, and of course the other two were who he intended on speaking to. Someone else emerged from the crowd, stepping on the boy's hand as well, but Kuni gave no other acknowledgement to the boys wave besides a simple shrug.
"No, no, no, no, no...!" Kunioku started speaking slowly and softly, eventually rising in tone and volume as she shook his head violently. "You're all missing the point! Challenging this prick would just be part of the plan...another step in the marching system! And you-" Kuni paused, turning to completely facing the new Captain.
"You're just a liar, a wannabe. You're connected to everyone here? That's quite an overstatement. A few punches and kicks and you think that you represent our ideas? HAHA! You don't even know what your own ideas are. You say you've created anarchy, but you're in control. You've tried to establish an order among madmen, claiming to do two things, but really accomplishing neither. There's no such thing as control, really..."
There was no immediate response, for as Tai Yang went to move the larger boy Kuni all but dismissed moments ago, the boy retaliated, striking right back at the Captain. Kunioku, wide eyed, found his grin coming back yet again. He jumped up in excitement, running around in random patterns as he hopped up and down seats of the bleachers, pointing and shouting.
"HAHAHA! You see? Do you see!? The only true chaos is the kind that comes at random! There is no order!"
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 13, 2008 23:26:17 GMT 1
As his opponent's fist came across his body heading for his left shoulder Tai Yang did the best he could to try and pull his shoulder back, even going so far as to drop his guard by lowering his left arm to the point of calling it hanging. Regardless, his opponent's fist still connected, pushing his body to the side as he continued to try and lean back, relaxing his upper frame as he did so. This helped in absorbing the powerful punch, turning it into more of a shove or a poke then blunt force trauma.His kick was twisted from a straight on soccer kick into an awkward rise, mostly cut off from his opponent's twisting legs, but aside from that it still packed all the power it originally had, and raised up just as high as expected. As his shin bounded off his opponent's thighs Tai Yang pulled his left foot back while continuing to twist over his upper body. This sent him into a slight spin, allowing his previously hanging arm to come into assistance by adding to the balance of his body. Pushing off the gym's floor he twisted over and performed several quick steps, creating a distance between the two while staying in front of Jack.
After stepping back around and raising up to a completely vertical position he'd show distaste in his emotions, but that was far from not being amused or excited. He was interested in this large fellow, mostly in the fact that he was going to get to try and beat him down. Rather, he wanted to completely show his dominance, here and now, to the majority of the population of the school.
"C'mon riod rage. If you really want to, lets dance."
Stepping back with his right leg he sunk into a low position, keeping his feet about one and a half times his shoulders width apart. His back foot was raised up on it's ball, turned at a forty-five degree angle away while he raised his arms out, keeping them in front of his left shoulder, his left arm almost fully extended leaving just a slight bend.
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Post by Jack on Aug 18, 2008 20:02:22 GMT 1
Both of Jack's hands were held in front of him, open and loose. His left was a bit lower, about the middle of his chest, with his right at about shoulder height. His left leg was leading, but only by about a foot, meant to keep him with a solid base to fight from. With Tai at a distance, looking like he wasn't enjoying the situation as much as Jack was. Although from any point of view other than Jack's would say the opposite.
Jack had looked pleased with the violence and chance to change his mood, vent his anger through his fists, but that had faded back into a dull and emotionless expression. What kind of fun was it to charge an guy already shorter than him when he sank into a low position. He'd either just fall on him and crush him, or see if he could pull off a drop kick that would lift Tai off his feet.
Not to mention he was enjoying the feel of flesh tearing under his left foot. And since that had been the original intent of Tai it was a focal point for Jack. With his eyes on the lowered Tai the larger, roid raged, Jack stood on the boys foot. Screams had settled into heavy sobs during the first exchange. But that only lasted until Jack turned his foot and sent a fresh wave of pain up the boys arm.
Jack cocked an eyebrow, wondering how the recently proclaimed Captain would react.
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 22, 2008 2:32:00 GMT 1
"Ah ha, so that's all you are."
Having waited several momentums after motioning for the hulk of bulk to attack Tai Yang spoke, commenting on his notion of the mans attitude and mental process. Lifting himself out of his stance he lowered his arms, remaining aware while looking relaxed and aloof.
"You like to react when you think they're not watching you, but when given the chance to attack you fall back, shy of the notion. You're a coward."
Stepping back a few more steps he garnered enough distance to take his eyes off Jack, turning towards the majority of the crowd, where every performer on centre stage believed their audience to be.
"Students of Paragon, this man, this hulk of a student is nothing but a chariad. He's buff, that can be said, but mentally he's nothing more then a scared child. I must weight roughly one hundred pounds less, and yet he still hasn't made motion to attack. Aden,"
Motioning for his pillar he drew back a few more steps moving past the principle and more so towards the centre of the circle, of the original circle.
"If you want, you can finish off this guy. He's nothing to worry about either way, choose what you wish. As for me, I'm going to enjoy my new found stature. I don't need to defend the freshmen, I've harmed more of them then any one else here. And I centainly don't need to save the students here. Everyone is suppose to be just as screwed up as me, I'm just the prettiest face and most extreme out there."
Gathering up his things he parted the crowd, slipping his red shaded sunglasses on while his smirk continued to shine. He wasn't afraid of being attacked from behind as the crowd seemed to reform behind him. There had been one speed-bump right after the title was given, but he drove right over it without thought or consideration. Tomorrow was another day, simple as that.
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Post by Jack on Aug 22, 2008 22:45:32 GMT 1
Jack's otherwise bland expression twitched into a sneer, contempt written deeply into his features for a few seconds during the reinitializing of Tai's posturing. It faded by the time he was called a coward, swept away but a turbulent change of emotions. Once an emotion peeked above the rest his expression showed it. Was there any doubt it would be contempt?
Tai was distancing himself, and Jack was feeling twitchy. Ignored, annoyed, and growing steadily angered. Thoughts escaped him, swept under the storm of emotions that rushed a dangerous combination of adrenaline and testosterone through his veins. Not a good state for any one of violence, let alone a two hundred and fifty pound high school student who looked like he forgot to take off his shoulder pads.
Acting purely on instinct he crouched, about the same down Tai was accusing him of being a scared child, and grabbed the back of the freshmen's neck. His hand clasped around the neck and hauled the freshmen to his feet while Jack's legs straightened. He only weighed about a hundred and forty pounds, more than half a foot shorter than Jack, and made a decent projectile.
But hardly a stealthy one...
Jack hurled the screaming freshmen through the air, not like a spear or a cannon ball but as a mass of flailing limbs, tearing vocal cords, and spraying blood. The body would crash to the ground somewhere around the Principal and the very talkative Tai, and if the new captain were to attempt walking through the crowd at that point he would find himself bumping into a wall.
The crowd would see that more violence could be squeezed out of the situation.
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Tai Yang
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Are you even trying? Cause I'm not.
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Post by Tai Yang on Aug 24, 2008 21:48:47 GMT 1
The newcomers thoughts on the crowd and Tai Yang's control on them was highly misplaced. However, with the freshmen no longer under the control of Jack's heavy stature the Captain of Paragon would have a much easier time taking control of the situation. Kneeling down he grabbed the freshmen by the back of his collar, lifting his frame off the ground and turning away from the one who attempted to aggravate him, yet did nothing to fight him.
"See ya fatty." With a soft wave farewell, as well as a snicker across his face he turned away from Jack and continued to walk forward, the crowd parting without a second thought as the man who terrorized and battered them came coming through. As he passed through the crowd he gave sneeres from side to side, emphasizing his power over the students, casing most to flinch, others to turn away in fear.
As he exited the gym he'd drag the freshmen to the front of the office before kicking the door open and tossing him inside, letting the office personel take care of him. Heading back down the hall he'd spend the remainder of the day sitting back, letting the students voice cover the rest of the school, letting the knowledge of his captainship sink in.
[Yeah, this is my exit from the thread. Who would've ever thought that you could actually win a fight by not fighting. Sweet. I know I may've ignored most of you, but eh. I'm busy and don't have time to sit around when inspirated.]
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Aug 24, 2008 23:18:08 GMT 1
Jack was left without the fight he craved and the niceties Tai tried to pin on his departure were just a further annoyance. His right hand raised form his side, flicking off the shrinking figure of Tai, and then tapping his chest just as he had intended to do Aden. Tai felt like a better target.
He turned and looked at Kuni and released an exasperated sigh. Jack looked about the crowd, quite a few had snickered or laugh at his open insult. But that wasn't enough to express himself the way he wanted. His mind mulled over the words as he walked to the center of the rough circle, eyes distant.
When his long strides ceased he spoke, he was loud but he put no special effort in. "He saw that I'm bigger and found out I wasn't going bend over and take it up the ass, and within seconds he runs away from the fight he fucking started!" He turned and looked around him, they looked back at him and Jack felt like dragging their faces against the gravel, and he probably would. But he gave no thought to what their expressions were conveying to him.
Jack's upper lip is raised, his nostrils widened, he snarled at the crowd. The vicious expression suited him better than placid look he normally wore. "Tai is a gutless sack of hot air! I'm more of a Captain than he is!"
No one in the crowd flinched or shied away, but he could vaguely make out the elated expressions of those that shared his hatred of Tai.
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Post by Aden Allett on Aug 25, 2008 3:20:38 GMT 1
A scuffle had broken out in the middle of the crowd. Tai and the newcomer, Jack went through a brief confrontation at the most. Tai, provoking the student was met with nothing but a defensive stance from Jack. After giving the go ahead for Jack to really start things, the crowd was met with nothing? He hadn’t attacked? What was the point of the prior events then? Was jack scared? That seemed most likely. The poor student realized he had no chance against the new captain. At least, that was how Aden saw it from his point of view as a bystander.
Tai began taking his leave, mocking the student with insults such as ‘coward’ and ‘scared child,’ giving Aden the go ahead to deal with the nobody. Smirks were left on students faces, listening to the man be put down, not stopping Tai in anyway as he made his exit. Maybe it was a sheer embarrassment of the situation, but jack finally acted. Aden’s eyes following the man, Jack crouched down, grabbing hold of the unfortunate student with the mutilated face, using his bulk to launch the victim through the air. Landing with a thump, and a spray of blood, the student came to a stop near Tai’s feet. Whatever was going through the captain’s head, he seemed unprovoked, grabbed hold of said victim and dragged him along on his way, giving his farewell to the crowd.
Jack, obviously flustered with the situation, went on to badmouth the captain due to his leave. Aden gave a glare of annoyance as he listened to the man, facing his back as he yelled out to the crowd. Claims of Tai’s and cowardice and gutlessness were not going to make the captain look any better. As a pillar, it was Aden’s priority to deal with characters like this. Yes, Jack had become a nuisance, badmouthing and attempting to degrade the title with petty foolery. To show who was really in charge, the boy needed to be put in his place.
Aden strode forward, passing Jack’s side and turning on his heels, now face to face with the man. “Sorry, mate, but that’s not gonna fly. The captain way down here gave you ample opportunity to attack and you just stood there, looking dumbfounded if anything.” Aden grew a smirk as he continued. “Tai fighting you is unnecessary. Like he already stated, you’re a coward. A captain doesn’t need to defend his title to nobodies such as yourself, especially when you can’t even take don one of his pillars.”
It should seem obvious what Aden was implying. A fight between jack and himself should settle things once and for all. His legs bent ever so slightly, he looked into the face of the large student in front of him. Aden wouldn’t give Jack the same opening Tai had allowed him only for it to be thrown away again, no, Aden would attack.
He was close to the man, shifting his weight onto his right leg, arms lifting themselves up to chin height as he thrust his left knee forward for the right side of the bulky student. He would put the kid in his place and entertain the crowd at the same time. Oh, how fun!
“No need for a captain to do what his Pillar can do for him.~”
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