Twin Rose Tourney Gathering

[Nynx]

We started out in a haunted mansion thread which was going quite well but what are we doing now? Why are we entering a tournament?

Ayame sat down on the bench in a small yet comfortable setting. It was a little park in the middle of no where, it was a little weird. No kids or people, just a pleasant wind passing through her hair and the sound of birds chirping happily. Ayame entered a weird tournament while she was visiting a nearby town. The host was very secretive. He didn't even tell her what was going on. The only thing he gave her was a red rose with the initials K.I.N cut into one of the petals with a small, sharp object then he told her to wait for her partner here. The only conclusion that she could draw up was that this was a doubles tourney.

"A Tournament with partners eh? This will be interesting." Ayame said with a very devious smile on her face. She was still new to this story and there wasn't much info she could find in the table of contents. Fighting in a tournament was a great way to meet the characters and analyze their abilities It was perfect. However it was a waiting game. The tourney was yet to start and it seemed that she was the first one here. The only thing she could do is wait for her "partner" to show up. She placed the rose in her teeth and crossed her legs and arms. She didn't say it out loud but she wanted a sexy partner.

OCC: Each participant is given a rose that is stitched with their partners names in the petals. Location is a secluded park where everyone will meet up. I apologize if I made things seem silly. I thought it would be interesting

[Angel]

Angel was.. LOST! She was wandering around without a clue, unsure of where she was, what was going on or anything. Otherwise, this pacifistic girl would have never joined such a tournament, she never believed fighting was the answer.

Skipping in, her white dress with it's tutu-styled skirt bouncing happily with each stride. She definitely as majorly out of place, but one might guess that life wasn't about fitting in. Life was about being yourself. Suddenly, walking up to a stoic man in a tuxedo holding a bouquet of roses, she started being captivated by the beautiful flowers.

"Can I have one?" she said curiously and full of energy.

The man wasn't really talking, in fact.. he didn't seem to respond at all. Maybe he was some sort of robot kinda guy. Though Angel just figured he was really really quiet. He handed her a rose softly that said "Mariomasher" on it. Which was enough to be wow'd at. Roses with words!? How special! Angel sorta wished she could find a way to create roses like that and she curtesy'd in thanks to the rose. To which he replied.. "Wait for your partner here."

Ohmai, she gasped. Her partner? A playdate? How much fun! She couldn't wait.. so, grabbing her rose and tucking it in her shimmering hair, she started skipping like she was playing invisible hop-scotch, obviously just having fun while she was waiting for this strange and mysterious person who was going to play with her.

[Maelys Knight]

He was practicing. Practicing to go duel with a partner who had yet to show. Trinity had stuck his rose, with Z.E.K.E. stitchd on it, in his jacket against the aura shielding on his chest. He had out his two energy condensed swords, nicknamed the Alme`din, after the one who allowed him to copy them. He then noticed a young girl sitting on a bench near where he was practicing. She had a rose in her mouth. and Trinity figured she must be in the tourney too. He payed her no mind. He liked to be surprised by an opponents abilities rather than "know your enemy". He continued on training. Perhaps his partner was going to be strong. He hoped so.

[Tony Redgrave]

Today was certainly going to be an interesting day for Nouri! It just so happened that he had signed himself up for a tournament and.. a team one at that! Though, the whole set up seemed a bit odd to him. The person who did all his paperwork didn't say a thing or even give him any details. All he got was some gaudy looking red rose with the letters S.O.U.R sewn onto it and the cryptic words of "Wait for him there."

Wait for who exactly?

He couldn't help but ponder it as he moseyed on into this delightfully deflated park. Not a single person in sight at this point. Ah, but wait! He was mistaken! For he saw three others not too far away. One woman sitting on nearby bench, one cute little girl who was frolicking and skipping about to her hearts content, and one other man who seemed to be training .. but with energy sabers. Aside from the basics, he wasn't really focused on the smaller things so.. just what was a master thief to do in this situation? Collect information of course!

Who better in this case then the lady on lawn seat? He didn't have a choice seeing as the girl obviously wouldn't know anything about a tourney and the guy just seemed too busy anyway. So, with that in mind, he called out to her with a wide smile and waved vibrantly. "Yo ho ho! Lady on the bench! May I have a moment of your time?" he enthusiastically chirped

[The Master]

Mortalitas entered to round area of the park. He couldn't answer to himself why he even bothered attending this meeting, it wasn't his too keep. He has simply killed some person on the road here, couldn't stand the sound of the mans beating heart invading his quiet any longer... So Mortalitas ripped it out and ate it.

It wasn't until he had finished his slight snack that Mortalitas had realized than the entire time the man had been clutching a now crushed rose. Mortalitas pried the flower from the stiff fingers of the corpse, the digits rotting to bone as he touched them. As he grasped the flower he could make out only a few word before it decayed and crumbled to dust in his hands. 'OVERWEIGHT GUN MAN' and the location of the park he now stood in.

He had also made out something about a tournament, if this were true it would mean a veritable feast of fresh hearts and new souls to add to his legion.

Mortalitas stepped into the center of the park as the ground he strode on withered and died. If there had been any flesh on the lower half of his face he would have smirked.

[Big Boss]

"Here is your rose, and your location too meet up, no questions please..."

Thats all Kin could think about, he was holding on his rose for quite some time ever since yesterday. The falcon flyer grew closer onto his destination, the word A-y-a-m-e stitched in every petal, Kin had no idea what he was getting himself into. The ship came to a halt, above a park. "Sir we have arrived, whats the next course of action?" The pilot asked. Kin looked at him, in a serious look, he was more focused and quiet today, very different than his normal nature. "Im going down, leave me..Ill call you when i need something." Kin said as he grabbed his sword, gun and Fierce Deity's mask. He looked at the pilot and saluted. Then made his way off the ship.

This isn't standard SSS protocols, and Kin knew that, it was required that all missions had a brawler with them at all times. But kin felt like today was different, and he needed to go in alone. He looked at his surroundings, a park, nothing out of the ordinary. "Alright, first thing is first. I need to find this Ayame.

[Kismet]

“Mmmph. Thank you.” The man said, sitting up wearily. His tuxedo was shredded and covered in blood, a gaping hole revealing his bare chest. A faint, flickering light shone through beneath his exposed skin. He clambered lightly to his feet and produced a rose, and handed it to the man who’d revived him.

Richter took the flower, his face blank behind his gleaming glasses. “Yeah. Sure.” He said tartly, the man already dismissed from his mind. Instead, he looked intently at the rose, pensive. “K-55. Wonderful. My partner’s name is a serial number.” His trademark doctor’s lab coat swishing lightly in the wind, Richter tossed the rose over his shoulder and continued into the park. “Fruity.” He barely even noticed that the other man’s tuxedo had somehow repaired itself.

Several others had already arrived, including the Neanderthal that had killed-temporarily-the strange man in black. But he was too busy trying to look evil to be of much concern. The others had mostly huddled around the bench, and were chatting it up amongst themselves. Because they weren’t about to try and kill each other or anything.

Moving in to join the group (he might overhear something useful, after all), he muttered quietly to himself, happy he’d only have to keep one walking pile of flesh alive.

Or so he thought.

[Rorschach]

Sour woke up to his nap. It was bright outisde, a little after noon. Sour could see through the window. He realized that he had switched places with his younger self. He couldn't remember what had happened last night, but something must have went down for Sour to jump into his backpack. Sour got out of bed, put on his clothes to notice a flower in the pocket of his jacket. He took out the flower and read it.

N.O.U.R.I

Sour stared at the flower, memorizing the letters. He figured that this was meant for his younger self although he had no interest for a flower. Sour walked outside and paid the inn his money. He began walking, assuming that he needed to stretch his legs. While walking, he reached a park with a group of people. These didn't seem like the kind of people who would meet together on regular basis. Sour smirked, figuring out that he was these people were sent here just like he was right now. Sour smiled at the thought of confrontation.

POOF!!!!!

"What the hell am I doing here?" Sour wondered. Sour could see a park with a group of random people nearby.

"I dont like the thought of this but im tired", Sour thought to himself.

He walked over and sat at a park bench. There was a girl beside him. She was cute, but looked slightly psychotic. He looked in his pocket to find a flower.

N.O.U.R.I

Sour figured that he can get something off of this flower and looked over to the girl beside him.

"Miss, I believe this flower was meant for you," Sour said confidently. "The letters N.O.U.R.I stands for Nasty, Oustandingly Ugly, repulsive insane person."

He then smiled at her.

[Angel]

Oh noes, so many people had shown up. Angel, realizing that tons of people were suddenly showing up. Was one of these people the person she was supposed to be meeting here? She didn't know.. but the large crowd was so nervous for her.

Yes yes, the people were scary. Why were they crowding together like that? Would they hurt her? Angel decided that she would rather ignore the people over there instead of get involved since they were just happy and having fun without her, and scooted away further down the park, laying on some cement surrounding a fountain.

Calling upon her girly magic, she ran her finger down the cement softly, creating a pink chalk line. She made it in the shape of a heart, then gave it wings. She really liked wings, and always wanted to know what it was like to have them. She was sure.. just sure that they were wonderful. The hot sun was stinging her legs, her leotard-dress-tutu only covering her tushie, her legs bare and exposed except for her shoes so it stung and she shifted her dress and body to try to keep the hot cement from bothering her while she worked on it. Maybe this Mariomasher would appreciate the art.. she really hoped so. Giving up on fighting the sun, she started drawing a sun on the cement, though it came out a very sparkly yellow. She thought maybe this would appease the sun so it would stop stinging her, if she drew it's image on the sidewalk.

And sure enough, as soon as she finished it went behind a patch of clouds! How wonderful and lucky for her! After a few minutes the spot she was sitting at started to match her colder body temperature more and it was deal-able to sit in, she stated drawing a childish landscape full of bright girly colors.

It was a nice way to spend her time.

[Tony Redgrave]

N.O.U.R.I stands for all of that? That was certainly news to him! You'd figure that in the sixteen years had that name, he would have been told that for future reference. Ah but this newcomer saved him the trouble of such knowledge and revealed a key point! He knew his name. Though.. it seemed he got the connections all confused.

Best to straighten this situation out quickly. The true and blue Nouri reached over and plucked the rose adorned with his name right out of the fellows hands and placed it right into his mouth and shortly after, he did clap twice in traditional matador fashion. "Oi but Señor, Nouri would be I!" he twirled once with flamboyant flair and finally, he faced the dude, sporting his trademark smile, just as confident as ever. "Now I suppose S.O.U.R stands for Sophomoric, Orotund, Underdeveloped, Riffraff. Take that you bastard! Or so he thought to himself. Sheesh... insult my name will ya?" he muttered to himself

[Nynx]

How rude of him...

Kashouneko was right indeed. The nerve to speak to a lady in such a way. Unjust insults were a sign of childishness and she will not tolerate it. However it seemed that he was looking for his partner and insulted his partner's name in the process. It was a fitting punishment for him but it wasn't enough. He needed to feel more and learn how to treat a lady. She let out a deep sigh and rose to her feet. She took the rose out of her mouth, placed her hands on the gentleman's shoulders and glanced over at the child. "I'm sorry. It seems you confused me with your boyfriend. I'll give you two lovebirds some quiet time." With those words she walked away from the two men, smiling and thinking about her next action.

She still needed to find her partner. She inserted the rose into her hair and fell into deep though. "Kin".. To her this sounded like a strong manly figure with an equally strong personality or it cool be some cool, slick guy. As she looked around, there weren't any cool guys around except the one who called himself Nouri. As for strong guys, she couldn't really see any of those either. However there was one person that seemed to fit her assumptions. About maybe 10 minutes ago, someone flew in on some sort of aircraft, which almost ruined her hair with its massive turbines. This man looked strong, muscular and very cool minded. A real man indeed... She began to smile deviously.

Uh oh... You're getting lustful again aren't you?...

"No no. I'm just having some random thoughts Kashouneko." She said, knowing full well she was lying. The white haired man seemed to browsing the environment for his partner as well. As she began walking toward him she wondered if he was her partner. It would be nice if he was but even if he wasn't this would help pass the time.

[Big Boss]

Kin looked around, and he could see a group of people ahead of him, He was now puzzled. "What a strange group of people..." Kin thought to himself. Everyone here, he has never met before in his life. Then he noticed someone approaching him, a young beautiful woman. Kin normally dosent think much of girls, ever since veronica had left him. But Kins eyes locked right in. His guard still up. Kin cleared his voice. "You wouldint happen to be..."

[Kismet]

Richter swung his attaché case off his back and dropped it onto the ground with a tremendous thud. “Why,” he asked sullenly (and wtih no particular sense of quiet or tact), “am I competing against a bunch of newly pubescent children thinking with the wrong head?”

He swung his arms back and forth, easing the dull ache that had built up there carrying the case. Obscenely heavy and virtually indestructible, it had sunken a good inch and half into the ground when he’d dropped it. And it was mostly empty, containing none of his actual tools. He hadn’t had time to grab much when he’d left, and he’d certainly never imagined ending up here. Still, with any luck, what was on hand would prove useful shortly.

He cocked his head to the side, trying to remove the crick in the neck he’d developed. “Seriously. I can smell the pheromones from here guys. smell them.” He turned, absentmindedly towards the girl with the flower in your hair. “I mean, hell, she may get off on being hit on by the dudes who’ll be attacking her shortly. If she’s into that kinda thing.” He began to turn away, paused, said “Oh. And babe, there are other ways of getting attention.” He gave her a big toothy smile and two thumbs up, then turned away. He had to be polite and talk to everyone, after all.

“Let’s see, let’s see.” He said, rubbing his hands together and pacing towards the rest of the group. “For the love of all that is holy, you need a haircut.” He said, bringing his hand up to face level and pointing at Kin.

To Mortalitas “I don’t think you’re quite evil enough. Eat a kitten. Then you’ll have sold me.”

He turned to Trinity, paused, said “Yeah. Don’t touch me.”

Then to Angel, he paused again and frowned. “Why are you here? You do know what’s going on here, right? That that guy-“ he pointed to Mortalitas “EATS people? Seriously. I watched him kill that nice man decked out in a tuxedo, and eat his heart.” He looked pointedly at the heart the girl had created. “Ate it.” he reiterated.

Then, he smiled and turned away, not waiting for a reaction. It was so nice meeting new people.

[Angel]

Angel's hands drew to her heart with fear.. even though it wasn't really even there anymore.

Thump. Thump.

He.. ate that man's heart? She heard a heartbeat ringing in her ears, looked over the man he pointed to in question. Once she got a glimpse of his face, she backed away as quick as she could sitting on the floor.. backing up against the other side of the fountain for safety, trying to hide down low.

Thump. Thump.

His heart? That man with the tuxedo was nice.. I mean, Angel knew he was quiet.. but she barely got to meet him. He could have been so fun, just needing someone to talk to. He could have had family, people he loved. Why did people hurt each other? Why did they do such things? Why didn't they even think about how much it hurt and how pointless it was..

Thump. Thump.

Ate it? Angel wanted it to stop. She had to get it to stop. She thought back to what the man had said, "Do you even know what's going on here?" and this was true, she didn't know. Why was she here? Why was anyone here? All she knew is she wanted to protect these people from themselves. She didn't want..

Thump. Thump.

His.. his heart? She glanced over at the heart she had drawn. A bit of spray water from the fountain had come out and the dripped had run right through it, splitting the heart in two.. and it made her panic. She didn't want anyone else to get hurt. That's what she was SUPPOSED to be doing. That was why she was here. She was supposed to be helping people, and she let someone right in front of her get hurt. For something as meaningless as playing around and skipping. Why wasn't she paying attention? Bad, bad, naughty Angel! She wasn't worth it! Wasn't worth her big dreams.

Thump. Thump.

It wouldn't stop. It wouldn't stop. She stared hysterically crying like a baby, her loud squeaky shrieks ringing out all over in the park.

[Rorschach]

“am I competing against a bunch of newly pubescent children thinking with the wrong head?”

That man had some nerve. He was just tall and lanky, no muscles or anything. I bet he wouldn't even be able to hold his own in a one on one fight. Sour was even more irritated by the sounds of the crying little girl. Her voice was high pitched and squeaky, giving Sour a massive headache.

"Mr. Nouri," Sour began. "I'm ready to bury the hatchet as long as you promise me that we can beat the living shit out of that guy in the future."

Sour got up and walked towards Mr. Ritcher. He took his tonfa out of his backpack and walked up to him, attempting to get as confrontational as possible.

"If you have a problem, you can say it now," Sour said straight into Mr. Ritcher's face. "It will give more inspiration to kill you in the future."

Mr. Ritcher was obviously taller than Sour but Sour wasn't ready to back down. Sour was getting more agitated by the second from the little girls crying. She really needed to shutup!

"If you want to know about pubescent then you should meet my younger self. But you will, soon enough."

Sour turned to the little girl.

"AND WOULD YOU SHUTUP OVER THERE?!" Sour screamed.

He didn't mean to scream, he figured that after his confrontation with Mr. Ritcher, he would go apologize to the little girl, maybe buy her some ice cream or give her a piggyback ride. But for now, he had to deal with the shit talking giant over here.