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The game is simple, you need to write a short paragraph about what a character will be doing in X years, you can make it funny, dramatic or plain, but you need to give a justification about it. You also cant do it on your own character, you need to wait until the last name is a character not created by you.
For Example: I put Aleister in 40 Years
Whoever comes next must say what Aleister is doing in 40 Years and then put another character + Years below, for the next player to pick
Samjaz Shinoda 10 Years from now
I was so sure during the last World Cup that he was like that.
I bet against him, I bet that he wouldnt score a single goal in the World Cup... and he didnt.
And I bet in favor of an almost retired player that was brought as a crowd pleaser and I bet he would make a goal the first time he went into the field... and he did.
Most people consider Messi lacking the most important thing Argentinians like about a player.
"Huevos" or in a direct translation Balls.
For most of us Messi lacks passion.
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Gen, followed by the others rushed through the village but he stopped on his tracks allowing the others to catch up. Something was off, even for an amateur at energy sensing as him, something was clearly off. As he was in route to the town he could sense at least a hundred of lives in the valley. But now the only life energy he could perceive came from the castle and from the others behind him. Vexed about this he signaled to the others to stop. –Fuck! I just fuckin’ noticed somethin’, where the fuck is all the people? I’m sure those fuckin’ bloodsuckers should be here, but I ain’t sensin’ any of them. - To showcase his point he punched a small home besides him. Thankfully the whole thing wasn’t very advanced in terms of architecture and fell apart when the shockwave ruptured the main pillar.
The cottage crumbled down. –See, nothin’…fuckin’ nothin’…. This ain’t a fuckin’ vampire village; this place is a fuckin’ ghost town… The only thin’ I can feel right now are around the Castle.- The Spirit Boxer rubbed his chin as if he was thinking. –One is like her.- He said pointing at Karen. –Other seems old, another smells weird, as if not from here. - Surely referring to Naoto and Callis. –One smells like a wet dog, another like *sniff* old books and incense?- George and Jericho.- Then there are 4 Vampires and a human, surely the girl I was sent to find, but they are out of my fuckin’ range.- Gen himself was surprised of his talent for this, Reiji told him to enhance one sense at the time and use the one he was more comfortable with. Seemingly it was his sense of smell. –He turned at Haruko, who seemed had some good ideas before. –What’s the fuckin’ game plan knife-chan? Because I don’t have a fuckin’ whip and I’m damn sure no fuckin’ candles drop hearts…-
Callis felt a discharge through his body the moment Luna tapped him on the shoulder. He did have a problem with women, as his senses allowed him to perceive much more than a regular human he had difficulty to block out things like pheromones. Considering her lineage it was understandable that the effect her sensorial outputs was enhanced. For a moment the Beast Knight’s knees buckled and his muscles turned into soft pudding. But thankfully his weakness was overcome by his instinct as he regained some composure the moment he managed to perceive Naoto’s approach. Callis coughed awkwardly, as he felt his mouth extremely dry and turned around in silence. George greeted Naoto –Oh hello! You seem to be Japanese, even under all this fur I kind of am. I’m George Hastewell and I don’t see any trouble with you joining, we are going to beat the Vampires.-
The young werewolf was starting to warm up to the idea of being here, maybe his adventurous side was starting to bloom. Callis cleared his throat, trying his best not to show his incredibly blushed face. –We need to plan our movements, that Armored foe seems dangerous. - Armura looked at them from inside the inscrutable darkness of his helmet. He was standing steadfast with his back millimeters to the heavy wooden door, which was reinforced with metallic plates scribed with runes, surely magical protection of some sort, it also covered the walls. –We should attack him from multiple sides, not with the intention of damaging him, but to expose any weakness in his armor. Hit and Run.- Callis finally turned around, trying to see them to the eyes when the share their opinions about his plan. He hoped the blush had left his face.
Meanwhile atop the highest tower in the Castle, Lord Aurleu returned to his bedroom where his new wife was still writing. –My love, my good man Stricat brought me a delicious snack. Do you want a sip. - Sakka didn’t even lift her eyes from the desk as she replied. –I have already told you a million times my “love” I don’t like blood, so go and make my sandwich. I’m really near the climax of the story.- Aurleu lied in the bed and rolled while purring. –I know somebody else who wants to be near the climax.- Sakka didn’t even try to hide the disgust from her face. –I told you to shut up! Now stay quiet until I finish and if you were a good boy I will reward you…jeez…stop being so needy.- The Vampire King went into the corner and sat in fetal position, almost as a child making a tantrum. –I don’t know what I was thinking when I wrote him. - Sakka whispered as she kept writing on her journal.
"nobody is a prophet in his own land"
Many think Messi will be the main player, but many more in Argentina consider Messi a "Pecho Frio" (Cold Chested) and idiom refering to people that wont be passionate about playing or wont give the 100% some even say that Messi plays well in Barcelona because he has stacks of Euros under his shirt to heat up his chest XD.
Callis received the handshake a bit surprised about the man boisterousness. He reminded him of his paternal family, all of them full blooded Saevus, that didn’t care about his “condition” and treated him as an equal and a friend from the moment he met them. Gaston gave him the same impression. –I’m just a humble knight passing by; my skills aren’t that great, as I have much to learn. But I thank you for your praise and you’re offering Mes Rosseau. - Callis bowed elegantly. –My name is Callis Nomene, Knight of Centris and I will take your offer of a meal, but I won’t take the money, as if this was your quarry I had no reason to interfere. - The Beast Knight hands hanged supported over the pommels of his blades. – I used to be a bounty hunter back where I come from and it would be a dishonor to take the reward you were pursuing. But as I said, I would like a meal, so please, lead the way.- Callis smiled gently as he invited Gaston to start walking with a gesture
-Meet my fuckin’ fist!- With that short introduction Gen punched the beast The Huntsman was fighting after crossing the room with a silent dash, courtesy of the Fukuma Style Shukuchi, a very specialized footwork technique, the user created a layer of Ki (in this case Fighting Spirit) over his soles and used it to slide over the floor, reducing the friction and using one’s leg strength to push downward and forward, speeding up to speed over sound. The second part of this technique was to create a bullet like barrier of Ki that absorbed the shock and the Sonic Boom and added it to the first impact of the attack. This technique required finesse and control, two concepts Reiji had to punch into Gen’s thick skull before the Spirit Boxer could use it.
The attack wasn’t anything strange, just a plain old left straight; the only difference is that Gen was doing it coming silently from the side at the Speed of Sound, packing enough force behind to punch a literal hole through a foot of solid steel.
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-No, I did train her in team tactics; you can’t be a mercenary without that knowledge. Her reaction was just common sense after seeing a stupid act in the battlefield Alexis. - Falken looked at her waiting for an answer, but soon Fukitsuna decided to add another tip. –Ms. Romanoff, you just reviewed her movements, what was her intent by running from them in open field, where they could maneuver to use the most of their strength and moving into a building?- The Master Mercenary scoffed rudely. –Now you’re giving it away, we are supposed to test her aptitude, not spoon feed her the answers Kenmei. - Fukitsuna smiled awkwardly. –Sorry Mr. Degiraz, but the teacher inside of me wanted to help.-
-Ahhhh- said Toramaru a bit disappointed, stopping the fire from his hands. He soon recovered as he heard Archer putting a complain on the situation. –Tsk….yeah, you are right Archer-san. But what can we do, they are going to set off the alarm.- As he finished talking Kojiro arrived at the scene, just as they were finishing preparations. –What do we have here? You’re planning an’ arson an’ you didn’t invite me? That’s weak people, I’ll do it, is to smoke out whoever we are fighting? I have a good hand at this. - Without saying anything else he rushed forward and climbed to the first floor, entering through a window in a very splendid display of agility. He waved from the first floor. –I’m inside, I’m going to push my lighter at the smoke….OH FUCK!-
A shower of rubber bullets rained upon Kojiro from above. Velvela was in the top floor, just over him shooting a volley of projectiles downwards until the ceiling collapsed over Kojiro, with her standing on it adding weight. Kojiro was knocked out and the Super Soldier Student looked out the window. Velvela wasn’t arrogant or anything, but as her mentor taught her, sometimes insulting your enemy to unnerve him is the best. Making an effort she tried to remember some picturesque insults said by Falken to throw at them. –I’ve seen better tactics on a children’s cards game! I blow my nose at your knowledge of strategy! Your fathers smell of Elderberries!!-
Sarutobi did his whole routine to a vacant audience as Gen didn’t stood there to receive his several feints. He used the Fukuma Style Shukuchi to get out of the way and picked up Raisa, ignoring Sarutobi’s attack. –Ya’re fuckin’ lucky she is injured or I would punch yer brains out before thinkin’ it twice. Have some fuckin’ respect for other fighters, ya ain’t the only fuckin’ one in the school, ya know?- With that said the Spirit Boxing left towards the infirmary with Raisa over his shoulder. He would soon meet with Xi’ai and the panicking Reiko in his way towards the main building. Lei Sheng was still twitching on the ground without being able to move or speak.
-HOW DARE YOU!? I WONT BE TREATED LIKE THIS!!! I AM OF NOBLE BIRTH, YOU ARENT ALLOWED TO…..why is the floor so close? BAM!- as he raged about what was his birthright the poison had some adverse effects on Gerwulf’s muscles and the irascible noble fell face first towards the ground. From the back Andy could be heard laughing out loud at the expense of the downed Noble, who didn’t seem to be waking up. Batilda also laughed, Yun started to but the moment she didn’t saw Huang laughing she stopped. Izumi ignored Alicia’s “apology” without any kind of reply, neither verbal nor gestural, she stayed silent and looking at the scene in front of her.
Kurosawa also laughed, while Garo tried his damn best not to, trying to keep his composure. –Miss Jaeger, I think you can give him the cure now, I think the floor tiles surely taught that arrogant child a lesson in humility. Everybody get on your seats, class is in session, we will start with a short retrospective on our school and then we will allow you to leave to your lodgings so you can get ready. Tomorrow will be more practice oriented.- The old teacher looked at the class waiting for them to took their seats.
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-WHAT….THE….FUCK!?- Gen said shocked as the Black Knight smaller clones charged towards him and Sid. The enemy seemingly could reform after being destroyed, turning a single massive enemy into a swarm of smaller, and surely weaker, but not less dangerous opponents. –Kickin’ fuck! Do yer thing and throw me up!- The Spirit Boxer ran towards Sid, doing a small leap, putting his soles as a target for the kicker to use and send him flying upwards with a kick. Gen’s intent was to reach the ceiling, take a chunk of concrete and use it to flatten and pin down the enemies, maybe if they had a bit of pressure over them they could be stopped from duplicating. If he managed to pull it off he would shout. –Clear the fuck out kickin’ fuck!- before falling with a Spirit Enhanced piece of debri over the smaller Black Knight clones.
10 levels underground, hidden from curious eyes, exists a lab. In this place corrupted science takes place, dangerous and illegal experiments are the norm, rather than the exception. The owner of this place is the enigmatic Dr. Kago, an infamous underworld genetics expert, surgeon and scientist, whose infamy is only surpassed by his skill. A year ago he was approached by a member of the Shishioh Household, offering economical support in exchange of curing the eldest son of the patriarch. Upon studying the case, the mad doctor told them his diagnosis; the eldest Shishioh was suffering a strange disease that was eating away his organs. Dr. Kago stopped the disease, but the damage was too extensive, so he found a solution. Gen Shishioh, the middle child of the Shishioh family was the key. Using Gen’s organs and tissue he would craft new organs for Masayoshi, stronger than before, so the eldest son could have a long life and serve as the perfect heir for the fortune.
In matter of hours the process will begin and Gen Shishioh will die.
-Is everything ready?-
-Yes Doctor, the machines are warming up and the subjects are prepared.-
-Excellent Joshu, excellent. I knew it was the right thing to give you this work.-
-Thank you Doctor, but are you sure of this? If we start the operation the donor will definitively die.-
-I know that Joshu, but taking in account how much they are paying us, I don’t see what the problem with a simple sacrifice is.-
-Maybe you’re right Doctor and thanks to that money you managed to complete your two master pieces. The perfect regeneration of a damage body and the enhanced clone of another subject. Those are enormous accomplishments-
-Thanks Joshu, thanks for recognizing my genius, when nobody else does. Did you prepare the defenses?-
-Yes, and paid the local yakuza to also impede any attempts of infiltrating this building. Not to mention the mutants, the enhanced soldiers and the Espers.-
-Perfect Joshu, let’s start the preparations.-
The streets busting with activity, the neon lights shining over the channels, Osaka is alive and kicking with people moving through the busy streets looking for the best Ramen in Japan, or just tourists. Office Employees take the streets after work drinking their asses off, the loud karaoke parlors filled with high-schoolers and delinquents. The hostess bars are open and ready to receive everybody with open arms and overly priced drinks. The City of Osaka breaths and moves, the luminous streets like the nerves of a man, the channels going towards the sea the veins. Nobody can predict that soon enough it will turn into a war zone, as the Yakuza, lead by Aoki Minato, the God of Gambling, are getting ready to resist a siege.
Using his Underground Fighting Arena as a HQ, away from the surface and the prying eyes, Aoki is preparing his men, some of them even enhanced by their employer, Dr. Kago, with enhanced skills and bodies. The God of Gambling didn’t like massive operations, but the money was too much too ignore. This was also a matter of respect; nobody would take him seriously if he allowed a bunch of dangerous Hidden World Denizens do whatever they wanted on his city. From his highly advanced Security Room he prepared his men alongside his aide, a young man that went by the name DGT and was a world class hacker.
-Are we ready? I don’t want any out of town scum getting through our defenses. We are tracking the ones in the city, right?-
-Yes aniki, we are keeping track of most of the possible targets through the cameras of the City Network.-
-Perfect, are the enhanced soldiers ready?-
-Yes, the FMY 1 to 8 are ready, you just need to give them orders.-
-Well DGT-kun, I think we need to see their first move before acting.-
-Ok aniki. I’ll keep track of them.-
In a big Chinese restaurant, Rin Shishioh, Gen’s sister awaited to see if her summon worked. Used her resources and with help of Yuriko, Rin got the investigation that her parents made of Gen and sent messages to anybody who fought besides him, hoping to get their help. Yuriko also went to recruit the students of Inazuma, in hopes of getting larger numbers to attack Dr. Kago’s lab, as if half of what was said of him was true, this would be an uphill battle for them. Rin only talked in person with Gen’s current teacher, that couldn’t come here to help, as he was restricted to leave his island. Yet she hoped her brother didn’t piss out half of the world. A letter arrived the day before, from somebody called Masaoki Takeda, who said he would try to arrive as soon as possible yet he was half a world away. Still Rin didn’t know if this man would arrive in time. She could only hope for more people to show up. Samjaz offered his help, but after finding out he killed Washiyama and even worse he tried to invent a story about her loyal butler being evil, Rin rejected his help. Hopefully Crow Cementerio would arrive soon, since she was starting to feel uneasy for some reason, as if somebody was watching her. Maybe it was only her imagination. So she exhaled and waited.This time around she brought a sword, a gift from Gen’s master, instead of her weapon of choice, the naginata. According to that strange old man, this sword was made to combat mythical creatures and could have some special properties.
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-Utopia? Over my fuckin’ dead body! - Gen started to build up Fighting Spirit, illuminating the dark room with a blue flame. –I like fightin’ ya fuck! I like strugglin’! That’s what fuckin’ life if made of! - Gen eyes shined with blue light as the blazing energy around him concentrated on his fist. The Spirit Boxer wasn’t a good judge of character, but his gut told him the creature in front of them wasn’t worth talking or discussing to. I had the stench of pure evil. The Azure Flames of his Fighting Spirit were increasing in brightness with each second. –You can get yer Utopia and shove it right up yer ass, if you fuckin’ have one!-
-I’m goin’ to take yer fuckin’ bitch servant first and then I’m going for yer fuckin’ face ya fuck!- With that said Gen charged forward using the Fukuma Ryu Shukuchi and started a brutal combination on the Black Knight. First he used –RAIJIN GHOST HURRICANE!!!- Delivering a flurry of jabs at the speed of sound, with strength to pierce a brick wall with ease in each fist. Then he attacked the side of the armored foe with the –VOLCANIC LIVER BUSTER!!!!- a powerful cross aimed to the liver, that surpassed external armor trying to cause internal damage and finally he finished by crouching, gathering strength and jumping upwards with a final attack
-DRILL DRAGON UPPERCUT!!!!!!- The head of a Dragon with its fangs open appeared around Gen’s left arm, and from that fangs a drill like tongue coiled around his fist as he punched upwards, trying to get the Knight’s chin
Yami looked at Crow –I’ll try to find out where they taken him, but first I need to clean up your collective mess before the Hidden World goes out of Hiding.- With that said the Half- Gainen jumped towards the start of the fight to clean the mess left by the pursue of Gen, he left before Crow met with Samjaz, Rin and Yuriko. The Youngest Shishioh was being held by her friend, yet she tried to keep her posture as much as she could. –I thank you for the offer, once I find where they have taken my brother we will raid the place.- Yuriko helped her down, allowing Rin to sit and rest for a bit. The Fist Heiress clashed her fists against each other. –I’ll go to Inazuma, I’m sure we can recruit some of his classmates to retrieve his nice boxing ass from wherever he is being held.- Rin looked at Yuriko for a second, a bit surprised. Her friend blushed a little a faced the other way.
The youngest Shishioh looked around and asked. –Where is Washiyama?-
To be continued in Osaka Ablaze...