Ravenloft
Sweet Rogue
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Fighter's Arena.
OOC: Pick a character from any street fighter type game to enter the worlds largest fighting competition, your prize? Whatever your character desires most, no matter what it is, it will be granted to the final champion! ((Fighting games like Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, Tekkan, Battle Arena Tohshindan, you name it, you can pick a character from it to join in this world/reality wide competition...))
I pick Brian Fury, from Tekkan 2 (Or is it three? I can't remember)
IC:
Brian Fury:
The locker room was far from empty, but Brian stayed to himself... The heat from the other fighters bodies seemed to pour over Brian's ice cold body, but it didn't comfort him... Neither heat, nor cold mattered to him anymore, he was dead, or rather, undead... Not a vampire, no, he needed no nurishment whatsoever, if he were to be considered any of those things that goes bump in the night, he would consider himself a zombie, but even that didn't seem to fit, he had his mind, he was not some shuffling, brain eating corpse... It was as though he were inbetween life and death, struggling to keep his sanity. Fighting was a way to focus, and let loose some of the rage that constantly built within his unbeating heart. And in fact, he was the next one to be out there fighting, the thought of hearing his fists packing against his opponents jaw drew a smile to his lips as he clenched his hands, cracking his knuckles as he did...
OOC: Pick a character from any street fighter type game to enter the worlds largest fighting competition, your prize? Whatever your character desires most, no matter what it is, it will be granted to the final champion! ((Fighting games like Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, Tekkan, Battle Arena Tohshindan, you name it, you can pick a character from it to join in this world/reality wide competition...))
I pick Brian Fury, from Tekkan 2 (Or is it three? I can't remember)
IC:
Brian Fury:
The locker room was far from empty, but Brian stayed to himself... The heat from the other fighters bodies seemed to pour over Brian's ice cold body, but it didn't comfort him... Neither heat, nor cold mattered to him anymore, he was dead, or rather, undead... Not a vampire, no, he needed no nurishment whatsoever, if he were to be considered any of those things that goes bump in the night, he would consider himself a zombie, but even that didn't seem to fit, he had his mind, he was not some shuffling, brain eating corpse... It was as though he were inbetween life and death, struggling to keep his sanity. Fighting was a way to focus, and let loose some of the rage that constantly built within his unbeating heart. And in fact, he was the next one to be out there fighting, the thought of hearing his fists packing against his opponents jaw drew a smile to his lips as he clenched his hands, cracking his knuckles as he did...