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Post by king on Mar 4, 2010 19:11:56 GMT -5
 The day seemed like it wasn’t getting any younger or warmer either. As a matter of fact the reason why Juto probably thought this was because this was a everyday thing for him. He would wake up go outside and then find a place to sleep, but the things that he did outside made the difference in his life. Juto was far from a good kid and it didn’t seem as if the day the day was going to turn out in his favor. Juto had just gotten into a fight with three of his rival gang members. He didn’t make it out so lucky with scares and bruises he seemed as if he just got the shit beat out of him. Juto was laying back on the corner of 54 street against a building as he remembered what had just happened. Juto peaked around the corner and seen that the coast was clear he wasn’t being chased no more. Juto ran across the street in cover while the nearby cars came blowing at him to get his attention to get out the way before he gets hit. He safely and lucky just made it across the street. He was safe now because he was in his territory and he wasn’t worried about the slightest thing now but he still couldn’t shake the idea that something else was just going to happen. |
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 6, 2010 21:28:27 GMT -5
The cold air blackened the city with an feeling of suspicion. Troubled nerves allowed a certain sinister aura to manifest and grow. It festered in the concrete ground, cement sidewalks, brick walls, metal poles and all. It reached out gripping the neighborhood by the neck, moreover, following it was something most wouldn't expect. Most wouldn't dare dream of nor suspect. Following the menacing aura was nothing but,
A little boy.
A shallow height of 4'2 with pale white skin, cyan blue hair with light green eyes. He wore a silky snow white kimono with a steak of cyan blue going down the shoulders to the wrist.
Meek.
Drake entered the neighborhood sticking out like a sore thumb. His white skin, bright hair, and white kimono was a drastic offset to the bleak darkened theme of the city. His feet peddling through the city with his kimono skidding across the floor with a shallow touch. His eyes remained straight as he only planned to pass through. His hands at his side, his left hanging nimbly at his left side, kimono partially covering the katana that laid on his side. His right hanging just the same at his right side, kimono completely covering the smaller sized dagger on his right side, or well smaller in contrast to the katana.
Nonetheless, he found himself in a 'bad' neighborhood. Heh, not that he knew this but the scene read 'Delinquent' all over. Without a hint of fear he walked across the street, himself crossing to the street where a young individual seem to be loitering. Regardless he wouldn't be staying for long, if Juto knew what was good for him he'd let Drake pass through his territory without any complications. Drake was using Soul Protect in order to hide his presence from any and all tracking and sensor devices. Not only that but it made him appear to be as strong as any regular civilian posing no threat. No one would be able to see or detect Drake unless they were visually looking at him with their unaided eyes.
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Post by king on Mar 6, 2010 22:25:15 GMT -5
Juto caught his breathe an slowed his paced from running to walking. He really had nothing to worry about now that he was in his territory or what he calls it his Hood. "DAMIT...there going to pay just watch". Juto spoke as he tried to catch his breathe from just getting into a BRAWL with a rival gang. He came to a stop and knelt down with his hands on his knees as he leaned his back over.
Juto continued to catch his breathe while the demon inside gained anger from his earlier battle that he had. Juto seemed like he was about to rage but he wasn't giving into the demon that stayed locked inside of him. This demon was fueled by Juto's rage and tried anything it can do to take over body completely even if it meant lending his power to Juto for its own purposes alone.
Juto was done catching his breathe and wasn't worried about him raging any more. He stood up and was about to continue to walk forward until Juto seen what was a midget with light blue hair and some gay ass clothes on. this being Juto's territory he called out to the boy. " Hey Midget, where the HELL do you think your going......HUH?. Juto wasn't that far from the midget an stood about 10 feet away. Juto crossed his arms and waited for the midget to talk and wasn't going to let him pass unless he was either going to talk his gang leader or was family but other then that he wasn't getting through!.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 6, 2010 22:51:29 GMT -5
"Me?" Drake thought to himself, his mind roaming as the man's vulgar language triggered the depressive feelings at the thin surface layer of his persona. His eyes perked up, closing and opening revealing his slits for pupils. His head shifted turned back and looking in the man's direction refusing to look him straight in the eye. He wasn't worth it.
"HUH?" The street brawler shouted.
"I was trying to ignore him but he keeps bothering you." His small shotacon voice creeping from the void that was cast by his lips. He truly sounded like a his visual appearance suggested. "But he won't leave us alone, does he want trouble?
Blood
Death..." Drake spoke to himself though aloud for anyone to hear if they tried. His eyes going from his indirect gaze to a eye to eye stare.
Short.
Then he turned and continued to walk away. His left hand sliding down to meet the hilt of his Katana. Slowly etching it out from the marvelous diamond sheathe that contained it. The Katana was made by full diamond layered with a metal alloy for stability and refinement. It shimmered with a stunning array dazzling colors. The drawing of the sword also brought out the chime of soft screech that hung in the air like dreary drowsiness. Fully drawn, Drake walked with his sword tipped down.
The ground never had a chance.
The chiseled tip of the Katana made quick work of the poorly smoothed surface. Leaving a long streak of emptiness as it carved into the concrete ground. The sound of the diamond scraping against the concrete ground allowed a piercing ring to burden the surrounding area. Annoying in the least.
Drake smiled, his small boyish features curling and warping into a half-assed grin. He walked on with only one thing on his mind.
"Tonight, will I dine?"
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Post by king on Mar 6, 2010 23:18:47 GMT -5
Juto stared at the MIDGET as he waited for him to probably respond without seeming like he was crazy by still talking to himself. " YO! midget I'm talking to you...look kid I don't want to hurt you but I will, so lets do this right". Juto didn't feel like he needed to get psychical with a small kid who looked like he was in kindergarten.
Juto seen that the midget was walking in his direction but he had a weapon and it was a Katana at that. Juto never seen a Katana this close but was scared just worried that he might hurt himself with it. Juto's blocked didn't need anymore heat and a dead kid would spray the media all over his block making his gang leader furious thus making Juto having to hear his mouth about what went down.
"OK kid put down the weapon...don't hurt yourself....the world has some much to offer just put down the weapon". Juto walked over the the kid but very calmly in order to not spook him so he wont end up cutting himself or even killing himself. Juto was walking very slowly and with both of his hands out trying to reach for the katana and take it out of the kid's hands.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 6, 2010 23:31:29 GMT -5
Drake tilted his head shooting the brawler an inquisitive look. "Huh?" The young boy asked as he continued to move forward, his sword in an underhanded grip letting it skid across the ground as it did before. "Your scared huh?" Drake asked him.
"Because I am." Drake smirked moving his body in a sort of a slight waddle. His nose length hair partially covering his eyes which hid the confusion, pain, and bloodthirstiness. Drake got within 2 feet of Juto and stopped, he didn't like the fact that he was being approached. It made him feel...trapped...closed in. "I'm scared that I won't get to eat tonight." He said, his voice soft and with a sound of sincerity in the sense of helplessness. Unfortunately his previous words were laced with a type of malice and deception that caused the world around him to contort, figuratively.
With a shutter of his Soul Energy, Drake's soul protect dropped allowing his energy to be released into the air. At this range Juto would be feeling it's negative effects already. His inner power/energy would feel harder to control. It'd feel much more distant than usual and his ability to use it whether with or without control would be non existent. [Any moves that require MAG or LUCK cannot be used.]
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Post by king on Mar 6, 2010 23:54:25 GMT -5
Juto seen felt that he was getting through to the little punk that seemed to make his life a little harder. He knew that as long as he was in his hood he couldn't kill the Midget and that was the ONLY thing that held him back. "OK now kid can you please put the weapon away....look I got candy...yo want some?." Juto thought that if he gave the kid some candy that he might put the weapon down and take the candy allowing Juto to take the sword away from him.
If Juto actually did get the sword then he might pawn it for some dough or sell it on the streets. Juto still had his hand out reaching for the sword but it was only one hand the other one was scratching his head in a nervous type of way hoping that the kid didn't hurt himself. He wanted the kid to take the candy that Juto pulled out his pocket so he could but down the sword. Juto knew that little kids loved candy and used the innocence and stupidity to fool them.
"Kid..can you please give me the sword..I don't want you to hurt yourself". Juto ignored the fact that the kid said that he was scared and just thought about what would happen if he killed him while the sun was still up. He didn't want anymore heat from the media and his hood could afford it either. Juto waited calmly not trying to slip up and make the kid end up hurting himself because he wasn't worried about himself getting hurt at all.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 11, 2010 16:51:16 GMT -5
Taking a look at the candy, it appeared to be some small hard candy that read 'Jaw Breaker'. His eyes remained cold as ice and his stare even more penetrating. As he held his sword with a firm grip he slashed sideways cutting the red candy into two pieces. The strike was quick and unseen, the only evidence was the shining blue light where the cut was made and the falling of the bottom half of the candy.
"I don't want candy...." He responded allowing the last few words to roll off his tongue in a quiet hiss. As he held his sword now outward toward the right he brought it back just as quick horizontally aiming to slice open the man's stomach and set the hot, gooey internal organs free.
"Wanna' play?"
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Post by king on Mar 11, 2010 17:13:11 GMT -5
Juto's eyes open and was surprised that someone as small as a midget could even move that fast with a sword. Juto seen that the midget boy was not trying to let down his sword but juto didnt find any problem with this at all but it did make things a bit more risky for him but overall this is just how he wanted it.
Juto then seen that the midget was aiming to cut him apart with the swrd that he held. Juto didn't want to hurt the kid but he gave him no choice after the candy thing. Juto jumped backward but he let the tip of the sword graze off his stomach as he had a plan. Juto didnt take any real damage but he had a slash that was across his stomach and knew that he needed a couple of more to get what he wanted. " Lets play kid just dont go crying to mommy later". As juto said this he stood ready not caring what would happen if more heat was brought to his hood, this was personal.
[ 1 stirke dealt to rage]
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 11, 2010 17:29:50 GMT -5
Game--
As the tip of the sword dragged across the outer skin of Juto and light drips of blood oozed out, the young Soul Eater pressed a button on the hilt of the sword which he held. This caused the blade of the sword to shoot out of the hilt of the sword and into the belly of Juto.
Seeing the tip was already in contact with Juto's skin it'd leave Juto no time to escape the surprise attack. The tip of the blade would rip and tear through the skin and muscle tissue causing him to bleed on the inside and out. The sword would continue to push through Juto ripping through the stomach as the chain that connected the blade to the hilt follow. The sword would then exit out of the back of Juto and fall to the ground making an audible clang sound as the diamond sword hit the ground.
Drake licked his lips with excitement, his feet instinctively jumping back 2 meters to put some distance between the both of them. As he did so more chain extended from the sword as to not tug on Juto, at least not yet.
While simultaneously producing his unique bodily poison in his body and soul for later use. "Mhmmm lemme' guess. You taste like...Rage."
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Post by king on Mar 12, 2010 19:42:28 GMT -5
OCC: Not dead yet glad you didnt kill me though now I can see how I Rp with him in Rage
Juto was not a custom to getting beat own and they way he was getting beat down was very shameful indeed. Juto seen what the atack had done and he knew that he need some more power to go into his second level of his rage but he couldnt take anymore damage from the midget bot meaning that he had to inflict the pain himself. Juto couldnt eve move let alone stand up and walk so he stayed on the ground and balled up his right fist as tight as he could. " Nice one you.." Juto couldnt even talk because he spit up blood and the pain was so troubling that it fueld him even more to rage.
With the fist tat Juto had balled up he instanly held it in the air and pounded his face in the ground. He pounded and pounded his face in and each hit grew stronger and stronger. Juto knew that this was the only way to at least to put some damage onto the Midget boy. As Juto's green Aura leaked out out from his body the wound instanly stared to heal by itself. As Juto laid down he seen that he was at his strongest peak in his rage that he could access. He smirked with a evil grin and then stood up while he faced the midget boy showing him that the wound was healing.
Juto then took off his shirt and then stepped back from the midget only to lift a pot hole off the ground and toss it at him but as Juto tossed the pot hole he then ran behind it with both of his fist balled up aiming at the midget's ribs to knock the hell out of them and probably break them.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 13, 2010 9:54:17 GMT -5
But Juto wouldn't even get the chance. Drake would soul step toward Juto clearing the short distance of a few feet in nearly an instant. He looked down as Juto was about to batter his face with his own punches. This made Drake sad...Why was he going to inflict pain on himself instead of letting others do it for him...."Selfish." He spoke in an almost inaudible tone. His soul energy traveling through the chain which carried the poison into Juto's open wound and flushing throughout his body. His poison would soon take hold of Juto causing him to sweat uncontrollably and excrete bodily waste such as feces and urine uncontrollably.
Quickly Drake's left foot would shoot forward aiming to kick Juto straight in the face and kick his body off the ground into the air. If all went as planned Drake would then press the same button on the hilt of his blade once Juto reached some distance off the floor. This would cause the blade attached to the chain to be sucked back with great force. Ripping and tearing through new skin as the blade haphazardly motioned in odd directions before cutting a new slice into Juto's body, exiting and returning to the sheathe with a loud clang. The new wound would be a deep gash which stretched from the initial would to about a few inches downward cutting through the organs below it and exiting out the side of the abdomen.
Hopefully the boy wouldn't get up and would just accept his death. Drake didn't really feel like playing today. His mood down and his depressive persona gripped him like a wild beast. His eyes sank low and he started to cry at the pain he caused though at the same time overjoyed at the amount of carnage he produced. It was like two evils battling inside of him, one of his vampiric roots loving the hunt and the crazing the need to feed. And the Kishin roots begging for him to devour.
It was sad how the dimly lit light of purity had vanished and the only thing inside of him was cannibalism and insanity. Two evils which who at this point in time made a vow to no longer fight. But to work together in corrupting and destroying this youth.
Drake's head soon found his two open palms. He dropped his sword letting it fall to the ground with an open air thud. He fell to his knees as the tears made short work of his face and soon engulfed his eyes. He sobbed hard, letting loud cries of pain and excitement mingle together in an unwanted and even more excruciating inner struggle.
He wept, unaware and not caring about what was happening in his outside world. It was at this time he was dealing with an inner struggle that would change him for the rest of his life. Two opposing forces working together to oppose himself, take over and claim him for their own sinister purposes.
His lack of will, his lack of bravado and courage did nothing to albeit this situation. Instead he gave in, surrounded inside. He let himself be taken hold of, caged by his emotions and his new found roots. Perhaps in hopes of a purpose, one in which his existence would find refuge in some new found idea. Or maybe perhaps fester in the desire to be lost and never found...
Perhaps.
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Post by king on Mar 13, 2010 10:24:43 GMT -5
Was this it......? was this what was instored for Juto and it seemed like he couldnt do anything about it right now. Juto still showed no fear as he knew that this might be his last breathe's he took before dying and having the demon inside of him winning and taking over his body while juto was dead. Juto seen that the midget boy was about to try t kick the hell out of him and even though Juto probably knew that this was goin to end soon he stll didnt give up. Juto rolled out the way of the midget's boy kick and tried to stand up but fell on the ground and spit up blood. This was bad juto didnt hink that he would surive he neve seen anothr being like him that had some type of freaky power. Juto thught that he was the only one that was casted with any type of god like power but he was wrong. Juto tried to stand up again and made it to his knee's with his left hand holding his stomach where the wound was at. Juto then stood all the way up and spit up even more blood as he leaned against the wall backing up from the boy. Juto felt the demon inside of him growing stronger and stronger and need to just last a little longer in order to rage but if the midet boy kill him then juto's rage would never be seen.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 13, 2010 10:36:14 GMT -5
The poison he he passed on to the boy would still have taken effect even though Drake's kick was dodged. Though even so he still fell to his knees and wept. His eyes filling with sorrow and excitement at the same time.
Baka.
Drake still retracted his sword, the chain ripping and tearing through flesh while the friction burned the flesh and stomach as the sword came out of Juto. The blade still cutting through and finding the hilt. Now with Drake at his knees, his sword on the ground beside him. He put up his Soul Shell once again, he wanted to be absent from the world. No longer here nor there.
If Juto wanted to escape, he best do it now.
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Post by king on Mar 13, 2010 10:47:17 GMT -5
"Arghhhh" Juto cried out in pain as the sword was torn from his stomach. Juto fell back to his knees and knew that he couldnt fight him while he wasnt in rage and the best thing for him to do was to run.
Juto took all the strenght he had in him and stood back up on his feet after he fell to the ground from the sword being torn out of his stomach. Juto spit up blood more and more with every step he took. He was trying to get away from the Midget boy but he felt the demon growning stronger inside of him and knew that he was about to rage.
Juto then stumbled away and was about 6-7 feet from the boy already and he was trying to get out of his sight while he was having some type of break down. Juto really didn't care about that because he currently had his own problems to deal with. Juto was know trying to escape or just run until he could rage more.
[ 2nd strike dealt to Rage]
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