The Fist of L.A.

[The_high_king]

ooc: Hi, and welocme to my thread. For those of you who havn't geussed, this is a modernized kung fu story, with those crazy backflips, and everything. So its either brilliant, or very silly. Anyways, the story is fairly simple:

Me, the main character works in a store. My friend, and co-worker gets killed by bad guys. I vow to revenge the death of my friend. The mafia, triad, gangstas, columbians, and a cult come after me, and my buddies. Bunch of people join me in my quest to vanquish evil. It couldn't get any simpler than that.

So heres what I'll need:
Heroes-These can range from hotel clerks, to FBI
Villians-Columbians, Mafia, Triad, Gangstas, you get the the idea

Pretty straight-forward isn't it? Just remember, its martial arts action, so use your imagination, and of course there will be sex. What kind of person would I be if said there wasn't? Anyways, lets begin.

 

[The_high_king]

Pontiac Core

"Aisle three, to your left. Thanks for shopping at Cheapos". God I hated my job, I thought good grades in college could get me somewhere, but look at me now. I'm a loser, but a happy loser. At least i had a job. At least my friend Joe Bob seemed to enjoy his job. I didn't, not one bit.
My name was written well on my name tag for the world to see, 'hello my name is PONTIAC", it wasn't funny. Its not my fault that my parents had a sense of humor. The guy who laughed at me last week did not have a sense of humor. He dosn't even have any more teeth either.

After work I went after Joe Bob to get something to eat. He was a good, and decent man. I respected that, and him. He was promoted to manager last week, and he sure as hell deserved it. I couldn't think of a more good, and honest man.
As we approached the coffee shop, I stopped to check out a newspaper heading. Thats when everything fell apart in a blink of the eye. He was stabbed, and mugged when my back was turned. I couldn't save him, his throat was cut. I just stared at his cold dead corpse, and I couldn't do a thing about it.

On that day, I swore vengeance. He didn't deserve to die. Those bastards who killed him did. Friends, and family attended his funeral. All thier fingers pointed to me, and I was losing a blame game. I didn't kill him, why couldn't they understand that.

That was a year ago. I'm 23 now, and I still work for the same damn store. I still have the same damn name tag, and the same damn attitude. I tried to do my best in the memory of Joe Bob.
As I was labeling products I heard a scream from outside the store. That scream changed my world forever. I rushed outside to see what was wrong. It was a mugger that clicked something in my head. A vow that I made a year ago.

ooc: also keep in mind that this isn't SERIOUS thread. Its supposed to be fun, and unique. All those crazy moves that will be in this thread are totally made up. They have nothing to do with REAL life martial arts, or stuff like that. Just remember, its just one big cheesy, and pornographic kung-fu movie.

 

[The_high_king]

Reminder 2

ooc: I'm getting some views, and attention, but I still need some people to join in this thread. Just remember, its like a ver cheesy, pornographic kung fu movie. Don't let my second post scare you into believing that my thread is all dire, and serious.

 

[Guest]

SHU LEE

OOC: I'm Shu Lee, a Chinese American, and a female Kung Fu master (they don't say Kung Fu Mistress, do they?). I'm in my thirties, and work as a teller at the bank around the corner from the supermarket.

Can I join the thread?

 

[The_high_king]

Rescue

ooc: of course you may, Unregistered. Why don't you register, and you won't have to be called Unregistered.

ic: I slowly walked up to the mugger, "why don't step back from the lady man. You have dishonoured the good name of this store", (yeah right). He held the knife closer to her neck, "back off man, you don't whats its like to be me, man!" I slowly came closer, but only a bit, "you mean... you don't think I know what its like to suffer? is that what you think". He started to sweat, "I said back off man! I got a knife man", he pointed it towards me. I smrked, "oh, so you have a knife. Then how about this, you let the lady go, and you can have this", I took out my car keys, and dangled them in front of me. He nodded his head, "a car, your gonna give me a car?". I smiled, "you need a getaway vehicle don't you?". He nodded again, then went towards my keys in the blink of an eye. I quickly brought up my leg, and kicked the knife out of his hand. Then I quickly bought my leg toward my chest, and thrusted my foot forward. Creating a push kick that sent him flying towards a brick wall, and he went right through it too. Bricks crumbled, and dust flew into the air. He was still alive, but breathing heavily. He landed in the stores produce section. I dusted off my hands, and helped him up.
When the cops came they asked a bunch of questions, and arrested the guy. They mostly talked to me about letting the cops handle it, and don't take the law into your own hands crap. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had a meaning in life. I felt like I was someone with something to do. I time I did something that I promised to a dead friend. It was time to avenge his death. It was time to kick some ass!

 

[HarlemBlade]

OOC:

Let's see, I'll be a high ranking assassin for the Japanese Yakuza. My name will be Yamada Taro. He's an expert in iaijutsu, that is, using a sword to kill someone in one strike and your standard karate. And to make him a little more interesting, he will be verrrrry weak to the allures of a woman, though he has no pity for any man. ^_^

IC:

One year ago...
I was perched on the roof of a skyscraper in the middle of the city. It was the middle of the day and the sun hung brightly in the sky...Yes, the Rising Sun, that is... <cheesy music>
I was making sure a hit went down today...This one was personal and I wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. I would have handled the bastard myself, but I don't use my skills on someone so unworthy. I was watching the coffee shop below...I saw the hit walking towards the store, but he had someone with him...I hoped my underling had enough wit about him to get the right guy. Just as the two walked up, the hit stopped to look at something and I grinned. Perfect I saw my man approach the two and he attacked swiftly. Only problem was, he slit the wrong guy's throat. He missed the hit entirely. Damn. I tried to stay cool. I moved away fast before the police could arrive...He'd have to live a little longer, then. And as for my underling, he would pay dearly.

 

[HarlemBlade]

OOC:

Oh yeah, he's 26.

 

[The_high_king]

Going home

ooc: Thanks for joining Harlemblade.

ic: I slapped myself in the forehead. What was I thinking?! I could have gotten myself killed back there! I know I made a promise, but I can't just charge in there like a big Rambo, or something. I need to clear my mind.
The boss made us leave early today. Probably wanted the whole store to himself, and that bimbo employee that he keeps around. I decided get some money from my account at the bank, and go home to eat, and sleep. I pocketed my name tag, and walked off.

 

[HarlemBlade]

Taro

IC:

I was at the big city bank today working out a deal with the manager. It was one of those usual deals...He pays us, we "protect" his bank for a while, then we send in some goons and let the whole cycle run through again. As usual, I had my katana sheathed at my side under my long, black trenchcoat. I liked to keep it with me, just in case I had to deal with any problems. I left the manager, cringing as usual, and made my way back into the lobby. As I was about to slide on my shades to go outside, one of the clerks caught my attention. She was very attractive and looked to be Chinese. I hadn't seen her around the bank before. This could get interesting, I thought.

 

[The_high_king]

A trip to the bank

I looked around me as I entered the bank. It had a nice cozy atmosphere, wiht friendly people, and a comfortable looking waiting area. The only thing out of place was the man in the long black trenchcoat. He was kind of hard to miss. It was also hard to not notice him having a quick look-see at that pretty chinese clerk lady too.
Minding my own business, I walked up to the ATM machine, and inserted my card. I needed at least 200 bucks, or maybe 250. Hmm... 200, or 250... I couldn't really decide. I stood there for a while trying to figure this out.

 

[HarlemBlade]

Damn, I'm cool, I thought to myself as I stood at the entrance to the lobby from the offices in the back. I was posing nice and slick against the door frame while checking out the gorgeous Chinese girl. I was leaning ever so slightly back against the door frame with both hands in my pockets and my back arched slightly forward, but with my head looking up right at her. The only time I look cooler than when I'm scoping out a piece of ass is when I'm gutting somebody with this, I thought as I lightly tapped the side of the sheath with my thumb through the pocket of my coat.

Now normally nothing would pull me away from the majestic view I was now taking in, but I have to admit, when it comes to work, I'm pretty serious. And something made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Somebody was nearby...somebody I should kill...actually...someone that should have been killed. My instincts were perfect as an assassin...I never doubted them. So I tore my gaze away from the girl and scoped out the rest of the lobby. The usual security guards wandered back and forth, looking for suspicious characters. There was a line of people waiting to be helped, but none of them looked the part...then I saw him, over by the ATMs.

My dark eyes narrowed and I checked the guy out completely. I could recognize every single contour on his face...the shape of his body, the way he held his composure. It was him!

Shit, now I'm looking suspicious. I straightened back up and started walking towards the door. I couldn't deal with him here...there were too many people and I couldn't sour the relationship between the bank and my clan. So as I went by the door and passed the ATMs, I decided to leave my signature for him...just so he knew I was watching. I pulled out a wilted lily from my inside coat pocket and dropped it lightly at his feet and then slipped out the door...He wouldn't miss this.

 

[The_high_king]

Ooh, flowers

Then I decided. I took 300, and thats that! I smiled feeling like I made the right decision. When I began to walk away, I found a wlited lily. I quietly laughed quietly, and shook my head. What kind of idiot brings lilys to the bank, honestly. Then it hit me, something in my memory. That man in the long dark trenchcoat! He forgot to tie his shoelace! I shrugged, and left. It was time to get some KFC, and go home.

 

[HarlemBlade]

Crap! I grunted as I stepped onto one of my shoelaces and plunged into the ground head first. My head smacked nicely on the sidewalk and my shades cracked on the hard pavement. urghhhh...
From my new vantage point on the city street, I noticed something small right in front of me. It was a little piece of paper. I snatched it up with one hand the pushed myself back up to my feet with the other arm. I shook my head and slid my broken shades into my pocket.
Sweet!! I thought as I looked at the piece of paper in my hands. It was a coupon for KFC. Looks like I was getting free cole slaw tonight, baby.
I quickly tied my shoe, straightened my coat, then dashed off for the closest KFC...

 

[The_high_king]

KFC

Mmm... I could taste the juicy, crispy, and yummy chicken right now. I opened up the KFC door, and strolled right in. The smell was very pleasent. It inspired me to order some chicken, and a small macaroni salad. I then sat at a small table, and chowed down. Now thats some good chicken.

 

[HarlemBlade]

I slid into the doors of the KFC and went right up to the register. I ordered a combo special and handed over my coupon for my free cole slaw. After they handed me my order, I went to sit down when I noticed somebody scarfing on some chicken. It's him!! He got my lily, apparently...he knew just what was coming for him.....Yes, indeed.

Luckily all the other customers had filed out the door and the employees were all in the back...this was perfect...

He still hadn't noticed me with his face in his chicken, so I decided to send him a wake up call. I hurled my cole slaw right towards his head...

 

[The_high_king]

The coleslaw of doom

With a flick of the wrist, I caught the coleslaw, and set back down on my my table. I turned to see a fimiliar face. The man at the bank. The man who wasted his coleslaw. I calmy spoke to him, "if you don't want coleslaw, why did you order it?". I took a spoon, and scooped some into my mouth. He seemed stern, and cold. I shook my head, "its a shame you threw such tastey coleslaw away. By doing that, you have insulted the good honour of KFC."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nikki West

occ: here it goes King, Let me know yes or no.

IC:

Nikki age 23 long brown hair, blue eyes. Working in a video store near by, lives in an apartment over the porn shop three blocks down. Also lives in the highest gag populated area of the city.

Walking into KFC for dinner was almost a nightly routine lately. I really needed to get my ass in gear and buy a working stove. Walking up the counter, bought the usual. Crispy chicken, generic potato's, slaw and a roll. Getting a drink I parked my rear in a booth in the corner and sat eating quietly.

Something caught my attention and turned my head in the dirrection. Looked as if something flew through the air? Well with all the fake plants in the way, who knew? Shit, need a refill already. Standing up, grumbling about their small cup sizes I spot someone I am sure I know. Possibly? No it couldn't be? could it? I stood there watching the by play between the two males, one really resembled Pontiac. A guy she attended some classes with way back when. Getting my drink refill, I sat back in cold booth. But kept an eye on the door to watch the guy. See if he leaves. Maybe then I could approach him and find out.

 

[The_high_king]

ooc: To Sweet4u: Thats a definite yes.
To Harlemblade: Do not attack her, I reapeat, do not attack her. She joined this thread, not wanting to do any violent acts, so don't attack her.

 

[HarlemBlade]

OOC:

Roger that, High King. She's safe. ^_^

IC:

He caught that cole slaw like a pro and started chomping down on it. "If you don't want cole slaw, why did you order it?" he asked me.

I hunched a little bit forward on my knees and tilted my spine back and began cackling. hahahaha....hahahaha....mwaaaaaahahaha. I was laughing maniacally and then I straightened up, thrusting both hands down to my sides. "Jokes on you...I didn't even pay for that cole slaw...I had a coupon!"

"Now...I see you have gained some skill...I didn't think you could survive that attack.."

As I was talking, my pupils darted to the edge of my eyes and I noticed there was one other person in the restaurant I hadn't noticed...a woman behind some fake plants sipping a soda...One witness can't hurt...and she's a woman so I couldn't bear laying a fist on her...though I can't say I wouldn't lay my fingers--all--over her...hehe

I turned my attention back to him. "You've lived long enough, Red Phoenix. For killing our Clan Master, Black Dragon...I, Yamada Taro, the Death Weasel will execute you!"

I moved into my fiercest fighting stance, lunging forward on my left leg and bringing both fists up near my face. "Prepare yourself!"

 

[The_high_king]

Chicken wings of doom

I raised an eyebrow. I had no idea what he was talking about. I spoke to him, "who did what to who now?". It was too late now, he had already gone into his fighting stance. So when push comes to shove, I shove back. Sighing, I picked five chicken wings, and tossed them against my foe. It was my chicken wings of doom attack. They went toward him at a great speed, and force.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nikki

She raised an eyebrow at the harsh words she heard one guy say to Pontiac. What the hell was going on over there? Next thing she sees is chicken flying. A food fight? In KFC? She scooted over deeper into the booth. Not wanting anything to come flying at her. She sucked in a breath and sat very still. This was going to get hairy in here. She wanted to leave, but she had to pass by them to get out of there. Sipping her coke, she made herself small. She hated confrontations. Just wasnt her thing. She was a lover, not a fighter.

 

[HarlemBlade]

Five chicken wings were flying at me.
Chicken wings of doom. Just what I would suspect from Red Phoenix. But does he really think he can beat me with that!?

I jumped into the air and threw both legs out in strong front kicks, knocking two wings back, smacked two more down with knife hand slashes, and then headbutted the last one down.

"That might have worked back in the streets of Tokyo against a few thugs...but it won't work against me."

I swiftly dashed up towards him and smashed his table in half with a well placed axe kick. Then I brought my other leg back and prepared to round house him.

 

[The_high_king]

Riverdance

Oh, so he thinks he can out kick me huh? Well, I'll show him. I blocked his roundhouse simply by bringing up my shin to his his foot. Blocking it instantly, and allowing me to kick back with a hook kick. Which he blocked with great skill. Suddenly, a man wearing a kilt comes out of nowhere, and starts to play bagpipe music which sounded like something from... Riverdance. Ignoring the bagpipe player, I attacked, and counter-attacked, again, and again. I realized that kicking each others legs may seem like were riverdancing, but it wasn't. However, I didn't give up yet. Blocking a low snap kick, I did my infamous, 'Pontiac push kick', which would result in him flying several meters back. If he was a regular joe, my kick would put a hole in his stomach.

 

[HarlemBlade]

The push kick sent me flying back towards the opposite wall. Bracing my body, I managed to get my feet back down firmly on the ground. So this is the power I've heard so much about...If it wasn't for that damn bag pipe player, I could concentrate better.

Nevertheless!

I cracked my knuckles. He liked kicking, but let's see how his punches are. I dashed in quickly and split off to the side, running up along the wall, then I flew at him with a wild fury of mad punches. It looked like he wasn't expecting that, and he barely got his arms up to block them and so I started pushing him back slowly, though all my punches were being blocked.

The two of moved together as if in a dance back further and further into the restaurant. We finally smashed through a set of fake plants and up against the back wall. We were about 2 meters from that girl that was still in here, sipping her soda.

So close to the lady, I couldn't resist and I turned my head to face her. "Sorry for the inconvenience, madam, but perchance I got your phone number?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nikki

She watched teh bagpipe player a moment and threw her roll at him, knocking him out cold. "Damned annoying music!" She turned as two bodies came flying threw the indoors jungle. She swore she heard one of them ask for her number? She turned and looked at them both.
"Oh hello, nice to meet you. number is 555-6988. Oh and do try their coke, It is refreshing." She held up a coke can and smiled sweetly. Setting the can down, she got up and grabbed her things.
"Well boys, do try and play nice.. Good to see you again Pontiac." She turned and walked up to the counter to get some slaw to go.