That rhythm... there was some kind of a rhythm in her step, in her fighting style. It was almost as if she fought alongside music, keeping beat as she fought, be it with a step, a dodge, a punch... but if a punch from her opponent was not on a beat where she would act, she did not know what to do until her action beat came.
Her face was bloodied, and she also suffered from hyperphilia, or uncontrolable bleeding. Without medical assistance, she might be feeling the first stages of hemorage. A female in the male boxing division. Who'd've thought it...
On the flipside, her opponent looked half awake, half knocked out. Only a couple more punches, especially from her, and she'd have this bout won.
She learned her style of boxing, dubbed Rhythm Boxing by her, when she realized how great of an influence music was in her world, and how much she wanted to defend those she cared about. She studied various martial arts, but was never much good. Even when she seemed to show improvement, it was simply that she was going through the motions, not learning the technique. Maui Thai boxing, however, came to her as crystaline as water, and she quickly learned many technique of Maui Thai, and applied them to her boxing techniques. After all, Maui Thai was made to kill your opponent, and that was not what she was after, unless necessary.
Her motivation was simply a life experience...
While in the boxing club in highschool, sparring sessions were up, and she was headed off into a match with none other than a male opponent. The two bumped fists, and agreed that the best boxer would win. She plugged in her head phones, and let the Bonfire of music build up inside her.
The bell rang, and the two were fighting.
Four blows, and the male was rocked. Two more, and he was already on the floor. He got to his feet, stumbled, but caught his footing, and stood up.
The fight continued, and the male didn't get a single punch on her. The rhythm boxer, on the other hand, had no trouble with the male, and easily won through TKO.
After the match, she went back to the locker rooms to get changed, and over heard a conversation. The conversation's participants included the defeated from the last sparring session.
The male admitted to taking the fall in the sparring sessions. He explains that he refused to hit a girl. The rhythm boxer saw this as offensive, and sexist. She ran into the room, and knocked out those in the conversation while filled with rage. All of them were sent to the hospital, and the boxer was expelled for insubordinative violence.
Needing to stay alive, she decided to join the underground bare-knuckle boxing league. She was prosperous, but rutheless, and showed sportsmanship toward women, and reminicent rage towards men. She plowed through men and women in the division, gaining attention and unwanted attention.
She got into a fight due to several rapists whom hadn't gotten the memo of who she was. She didn't fight them off. She accidentally killed them. With her hands being registered as lethal weapons, she'd just comminted manslaughter.
She knew that if she fought the charge, she'd be running for the rest of her life. So, she turned herself in. She pleaded 'guilty' at her trail, and was sentenced to four years in prison.
While there, she fought her way out of problems. There were men that resolved to not fight a girl.
Those ignoramuses died in a fight tgey were dragged into by her. She was a woman, but fought like her fists were of diamond.
After all the fighting, she eventually was realeased. Between the time she was sentenced, and the time she was released, she had built an enourmous reputation on top of the reputation she already had. With this reputation, she began to form up a kind of gang/school where her followers recieved orders from her, and could also teach her followers her Rhythm Boxing techniques.
She had become a leader in her own right.
During her leadership, her love for music became even greater as she took music by the hand, and fought alongside it. She soonafter became a composer, but only as a hobby. Her fighting techniques had to be taught, so she balanced her fighting, her teaching, and her composing.
Sadly enough, there were times where she would lose her inspiration. Whenever this happened, a good fight never ceased to inspire her for her next piece. She also began to sing the notes to help keep herself in rhythm, since maintaining a 580 bpm stance is sometimes tricky.
Every day, she trains to fight at the next ten beats. Everyday she develops her fighting style even better. But everyone must have some sort of a limit.
So did Taaffe "Cuette" Bate...
Her face was bloodied, and she also suffered from hyperphilia, or uncontrolable bleeding. Without medical assistance, she might be feeling the first stages of hemorage. A female in the male boxing division. Who'd've thought it...
On the flipside, her opponent looked half awake, half knocked out. Only a couple more punches, especially from her, and she'd have this bout won.
She learned her style of boxing, dubbed Rhythm Boxing by her, when she realized how great of an influence music was in her world, and how much she wanted to defend those she cared about. She studied various martial arts, but was never much good. Even when she seemed to show improvement, it was simply that she was going through the motions, not learning the technique. Maui Thai boxing, however, came to her as crystaline as water, and she quickly learned many technique of Maui Thai, and applied them to her boxing techniques. After all, Maui Thai was made to kill your opponent, and that was not what she was after, unless necessary.
Her motivation was simply a life experience...
While in the boxing club in highschool, sparring sessions were up, and she was headed off into a match with none other than a male opponent. The two bumped fists, and agreed that the best boxer would win. She plugged in her head phones, and let the Bonfire of music build up inside her.
The bell rang, and the two were fighting.
Four blows, and the male was rocked. Two more, and he was already on the floor. He got to his feet, stumbled, but caught his footing, and stood up.
The fight continued, and the male didn't get a single punch on her. The rhythm boxer, on the other hand, had no trouble with the male, and easily won through TKO.
After the match, she went back to the locker rooms to get changed, and over heard a conversation. The conversation's participants included the defeated from the last sparring session.
The male admitted to taking the fall in the sparring sessions. He explains that he refused to hit a girl. The rhythm boxer saw this as offensive, and sexist. She ran into the room, and knocked out those in the conversation while filled with rage. All of them were sent to the hospital, and the boxer was expelled for insubordinative violence.
Needing to stay alive, she decided to join the underground bare-knuckle boxing league. She was prosperous, but rutheless, and showed sportsmanship toward women, and reminicent rage towards men. She plowed through men and women in the division, gaining attention and unwanted attention.
She got into a fight due to several rapists whom hadn't gotten the memo of who she was. She didn't fight them off. She accidentally killed them. With her hands being registered as lethal weapons, she'd just comminted manslaughter.
She knew that if she fought the charge, she'd be running for the rest of her life. So, she turned herself in. She pleaded 'guilty' at her trail, and was sentenced to four years in prison.
While there, she fought her way out of problems. There were men that resolved to not fight a girl.
Those ignoramuses died in a fight tgey were dragged into by her. She was a woman, but fought like her fists were of diamond.
After all the fighting, she eventually was realeased. Between the time she was sentenced, and the time she was released, she had built an enourmous reputation on top of the reputation she already had. With this reputation, she began to form up a kind of gang/school where her followers recieved orders from her, and could also teach her followers her Rhythm Boxing techniques.
She had become a leader in her own right.
During her leadership, her love for music became even greater as she took music by the hand, and fought alongside it. She soonafter became a composer, but only as a hobby. Her fighting techniques had to be taught, so she balanced her fighting, her teaching, and her composing.
Sadly enough, there were times where she would lose her inspiration. Whenever this happened, a good fight never ceased to inspire her for her next piece. She also began to sing the notes to help keep herself in rhythm, since maintaining a 580 bpm stance is sometimes tricky.
Every day, she trains to fight at the next ten beats. Everyday she develops her fighting style even better. But everyone must have some sort of a limit.
So did Taaffe "Cuette" Bate...
Name: Aurora Centauri
Age: Currently 16
Personality: Competitive. The rest are for you to find out.
Status: Single
Race: Fox (forgot her tail...)
Family: Unknown
Occupation: Hero...ine
Friends: Need to RP for her friends.
Enemies: Need to RP for her enemies.
Her Name is based off of a star I know of. It's called Alpha Centauri. Lawl, cool, right?
If you wanna role-play, send me a message. She needs some friends and enemies....
BIO: Aurora isn't from the planet Mobius. She comes from a different planet called Solaris. Her home planet is infected with a plague and the Solarians need to rely on her. The plague started when she was little. Her family lost her when she was young, but that doesn't ruin her life. She is satisfied with all the remaining Solarians and she considers all of them her family. Aurora can phase for a short period of time and her main power is currently unknown.
Age: Currently 16
Personality: Competitive. The rest are for you to find out.
Status: Single
Race: Fox (forgot her tail...)
Family: Unknown
Occupation: Hero...ine
Friends: Need to RP for her friends.
Enemies: Need to RP for her enemies.
Her Name is based off of a star I know of. It's called Alpha Centauri. Lawl, cool, right?
If you wanna role-play, send me a message. She needs some friends and enemies....
BIO: Aurora isn't from the planet Mobius. She comes from a different planet called Solaris. Her home planet is infected with a plague and the Solarians need to rely on her. The plague started when she was little. Her family lost her when she was young, but that doesn't ruin her life. She is satisfied with all the remaining Solarians and she considers all of them her family. Aurora can phase for a short period of time and her main power is currently unknown.
Name: Tyler Andrew Gold
Nickname: Falcon the Vamphog
Attire: Black, blue, and red sneakers
Fur Color: Gold and brown
Eye Color: Green
Bio: When Falcon was young, he was turned into a vamphog. The reason he became a vamphog was his father came home from work with some sort of chemical. When his father wasn't looking, he took it, and accidentally broke the bottle it was in. The chemical got all over his fur. Once his parents realized, it was too late. It got into his blood stream and made him a vamphog.
Nickname: Falcon the Vamphog
Attire: Black, blue, and red sneakers
Fur Color: Gold and brown
Eye Color: Green
Bio: When Falcon was young, he was turned into a vamphog. The reason he became a vamphog was his father came home from work with some sort of chemical. When his father wasn't looking, he took it, and accidentally broke the bottle it was in. The chemical got all over his fur. Once his parents realized, it was too late. It got into his blood stream and made him a vamphog.
I've never been used to death...
Tension in the workplace, a jealous ex-boyfriend...
All I have to do is to piece together the evidence and finally close the case file...
But what's bothering me?
I know I'm missing something! There's something else here!
There's a strange fluid in her lungs...I don't buy the claim that she died in the tub.
The stage was set...
...the poor girl was murdered...
[AUTHOR NOTE: Hello everyone! I am going to be writing a new story and I would like to know if I should continue or abort the idea. So please critique and tell me what you think. I appreciate it. :) ~Juli]
Tension in the workplace, a jealous ex-boyfriend...
All I have to do is to piece together the evidence and finally close the case file...
But what's bothering me?
I know I'm missing something! There's something else here!
There's a strange fluid in her lungs...I don't buy the claim that she died in the tub.
The stage was set...
...the poor girl was murdered...
[AUTHOR NOTE: Hello everyone! I am going to be writing a new story and I would like to know if I should continue or abort the idea. So please critique and tell me what you think. I appreciate it. :) ~Juli]
G-Sil was chokeing Silhouette, holding her above a pond. Shock, V2, Claws, Prime, and Rico stood about 5 feet from them. One step closer, and G-Sil could've dropped Silhouette into the pond. Silhouette was bleeding oil, which made it look more disgusting than blood. Her oxygen supply was running low, and she could barely move. Her ears were releasing smoke. And her eyes looked red and tired. It was like her own personal hell. The sky was red and cloudy. The sounds of sirens filled the air. But I'm starting at the ending, let's start at the beginning, shall we.........?
Stay tuned for part 2!!!!!!!
(FC's belong to original owners!)
Stay tuned for part 2!!!!!!!
(FC's belong to original owners!)
~Have a good Christmas, everybody!
(To the tune of "Jingle Bells")
Madjin: *wearing a Santa Claus hat*
Drexel: *Holding a present*
Chris: *wearing a star on his nose and covered in clorful lights*
Madjin: Chris is such a hoe.
Chris: Well, Madjin is so gay!
Drexel: And I think you all should know... Madjin's too scared to pray!
Chris & Madjin: HA HA HA!
Madjin: * frustrated* I'm not gonna say one thing.
Drexel: Are you also scared of the light?
Madjin: I don't think you should say that if you want to live tonight!
Chris: OOOOHH, You're life fails!
Drexel: Yes, he fails!
Madjin: I've had enough today!
Drexel: But It's fun to tease you so... Will I listen? Naaaaayyy!!
(To the tune of "Jingle Bells")
Madjin: *wearing a Santa Claus hat*
Drexel: *Holding a present*
Chris: *wearing a star on his nose and covered in clorful lights*
Madjin: Chris is such a hoe.
Chris: Well, Madjin is so gay!
Drexel: And I think you all should know... Madjin's too scared to pray!
Chris & Madjin: HA HA HA!
Madjin: * frustrated* I'm not gonna say one thing.
Drexel: Are you also scared of the light?
Madjin: I don't think you should say that if you want to live tonight!
Chris: OOOOHH, You're life fails!
Drexel: Yes, he fails!
Madjin: I've had enough today!
Drexel: But It's fun to tease you so... Will I listen? Naaaaayyy!!
Midnight:It's my birthday!Im finally 10!
Platinum:Can I come in?
Midnight:Sure!Come on in Platinum!
Platinum:Happy Birthday!
Midnight:Thanks!
Platinum:For your present It's something I couldnt wrap...
Midnight:Thats okay what is it?
Platinum:I found out the location of a Chaos Emerald!
Midnight:OMG!
Platinum:For your birthday,we are going to get the Chaos Emerald together!
Midnight:Awesome!Thank You!
Platinum:Im your bff.It's my job.
(Downstairs)
Midnight:Mom,Dad?
Midnight's Mom:What is it?
Midnight:Platinum is going to take me to get a Chaos Emerald!Can I go?
Midnight's Mom:I dont know?What do you think hun?
Midnight's Dad:She can go I trust Platinum.
Midnight and Platinum:YAY!
Then Platinum and Midnight had set out on their adventure for the Chaos Emerald.
The End I HOPE YOU LIKED IT!
PLEASE READ PART 2!