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Apr 8, 2007 1:38:39 GMT 1
Post by king on Apr 8, 2007 1:38:39 GMT 1
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Apr 8, 2007 22:41:32 GMT 1
Post by Dean on Apr 8, 2007 22:41:32 GMT 1
(Sorry about crap post)
“Hey Dean, get up man, you gotta be ready for you fight tonight.” Frank shook Dean violently while saying this down his ear “Alright man I heard you!” Den said groggily as he slowly sat up in his bed. Walking into the bathroom he splashed some cold water on his face to help wake him up. After a few minutes in the bathroom Dean walked out and up to his wardrobe ~2 AM… Shit.~ Dean groaned as he picked up a baggy pair of black jeans and a black tank top ~Usual fighting gear for me it seems.~ Dean sat on his bad and got dressed, pulling a plain black pair of trainers and slipped them on “hey frank, leave the door unlocked for me will ya.” With that Dean left his apartment and made his way to where his fight would be held.
~2:55~
Dean walked through the crowd and looked at some of the people that were here to fight ~Ah shit, Taiku… That could be bad if I meet up with him, better hope he gets knocked out.~ Stepping into the ring where he was told he moved to one of the edges ~John Ong? What kind of name is what? Bah screw it lets get this party started.~ Dean began to loosen up as he waited for his opponent to arrive.
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Apr 9, 2007 1:42:24 GMT 1
Post by John Ong on Apr 9, 2007 1:42:24 GMT 1
Well at least this place wasn;t boring. John had wandered off a moment and had gotten sucked into the display of one of the fights, though it had just begun it was interesting enough. His hair was growing out of its white look and had black roots from not cutting it. He took his contacts out since he would need to consentrat and if his eyes began to itch, or they moved in his eye then that would just suck, so his eyes where black once again. He wore his black sleeveless shirt, and black jogging pants with a dark purple stripe down the right leg. His tan skin defined his muscles making him look bigger than he really was, onyl a small type of intimidation, though as he had found he was rather shorter than everyone at this school.
Someone tapped his shoulder and pointed at the clock, it seemed someone wanted him to show up for this fight and now was the time to do it. So he rushed to the ring that was specified for him and got in one corner. He looked at the person he was to fight, and once again, he was the short one. He stretched his legs a bit and loosened his arms with a few shakes and rolled the shoulders. He had no idea what he may be getting into, nor did he care, if this person beat him to little John juices on the floor for the janitors to clean up, then this would make the lad very happy.
~Well seems I should prolly make my way to the middle of the ring now.~
Stepping up to the plate as it where he stood in the middle of the ring with his left hand up behind his head relaxing it casually. His other was prepared to try for a hand shake before the actual fight started just to see what kind og guy he was. Maybe he just had too much trust in others.
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Apr 10, 2007 15:22:08 GMT 1
Post by Dean on Apr 10, 2007 15:22:08 GMT 1
After finishing his warm up Dean began to look around the area, most the other fights were starting, and then he noticed someone get pointed in his direction. ~He’s a short one aint he.~ Dean joked to himself before smiling as he was approached, expecting John to send an attack Dean raised his guard slightly but lowered it as he brought his had out, Dean shook his hand but kept a close eye on his legs and other hand just incase he surprise attacked him. “The names Dean, you must be John.” Dean smiled slightly before releasing John’s hand.
Dean took a few steps back then raised his guard in a simple boxing stance and waited for John to get ready himself, in this state Dean would be ready for any quick strikes or heavy attacks. “Come on kid… I’ll let you go first.” Dean braced himself for any form of attack John would send him.
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Apr 11, 2007 1:42:22 GMT 1
Post by John Ong on Apr 11, 2007 1:42:22 GMT 1
~So he shook the hand.~
John gave a respectobly firm hand shake with a smile when he introduced himself. He let go and took a few steps back, but now that the fun was supposed to get a move on, it would have to be now that it started. But john still had a small sentence to speak before making his move as Dean so openly allowed.
"Nice to meet you, if I win you owe me something to drink, vise versa too. Just a soda, I'm too young to drink alcohol."
Taking his position a few steps away he brought his arms up in the direct front of him protecting his body and head, the fists where slightly tilted forward to be in the ready, he felt kinda odd fighting without having his ropes tied around his hands and forearms, but he could deal with it. But now on to the main event, the reason people where here, the fight. John's right leg took that beginning stride as he charged forward. Not much of a distance to travel, but still took more than a second, which is enough time to be ready. With the size difference, John would send in a quick snap jab with his right arm, though the snap was to bring it back without it being grabbed, and thats what it was mainly for, a distraction, nothing behind it, it wouldn't even hit him, as the hand would snap back his left knee would shoot out to try and hit Dean's right thigh.
((ooC: I couldn't tell if you where using a lefty or righty boxing stance, so I guessed.))
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Apr 11, 2007 3:15:57 GMT 1
Post by Dean on Apr 11, 2007 3:15:57 GMT 1
(yeah sorry about that, Dean had his left foot/arm forwards))
Nodding as John did he responded after he spoke "I'll hold you to that kid. Now lets see what ya got." Dean lowered his head slightly and waited for John's first move ~He will open with a fake, almost everybody does.~ Dean was right to think this as not long after Dean braced himself for a hit John charged at him, sending a fake hit Dean barely flinched at John sent a knee towards him, Dean responded quickly and dropped a powerful elbow down by a simple twist of the body.
If the elbow connected Dean would bouce his elbow up off John's knee and shoot a powerful uppercut towards John's chin, if it connected John's head would fly backwards and Dean would side step around John quickly and while his head was still back would send another elbow strike down on John's nose
(all hits were done with Dean's right hand)
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Apr 12, 2007 2:47:16 GMT 1
Post by king on Apr 12, 2007 2:47:16 GMT 1
I have not recieved an explination from Ong....and it has been 24 hours.
Winner: Dean
Shame, he was doing so well
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