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[size=1] Excruciating pain thrived through out Dark?s body as he pondered just what higher being he had pissed off to deserve the trouble which he had with his job. It felt as though his veins were filled with burning acid as the poison spread through out. Looking down from his canopy, he saw that Quell was taking aim with his two guns. However the sudden rush of pain wouldn?t allow for quick movement. It appeared to Dark that he would have to pray to the scornful Gods that Quell?s aim would be slightly off. Gritting his teeth, Dark allowed himself to fall from the treetops just as Quell began firing rapid shots from his pistols. Dark fell quickly, and his opponent didn?t expect his strange actions, he however, fixed his aim on the falling figure and put to bullets into Dark?s falling cloak of a body. Dark landed with a heavy thud onto the jungle floor, a cloud of dirt and leaves resulting from the hard impact. The recent bullet wounds didn?t help him much either as he hit the ground. [b] ?Shit!?[/b] he exclaimed in heavy pain as the poison subsided to the feeling of hot lead in his left tricep and shoulder. [b] ?Haha! Did I getcha?!?[/b] Quell laughed to himself as he slowly approached his downed opponent. He strolled with a careless stride over to Dark as if he didn?t matter. To Quell, he didn?t, for all he knew, Dark may have been dead by now. Quell was soon standing over the still figure of Dark, looking down at what he believed to be a corpse. [b] ?Heh. What-a waste. To bad ya-....?[/b] Quell?s words ended as he felt cold steel enter his rib cage. Looking down frantically, he saw the eyes of Mr. Dark on fire with a burning rage, staring through Quell?s mask and into his soul. It was in these terrifying eyes that Quell felt himself falling into an abyss of fear. The feeling of the blade reaching slowly deeper into his body caused him to come back to reality and leap back. A second longer, and he would have been dead. The site of spurting blood let Dark know that his job was going to be easier from here on out. Slowly standing, Dark concentrated his mind to block out the agonizing pain coursing through his body. He then looked dead on once again to Quell. Neither of them planned on dying this day....[/size]

[color=navy][size=1] [b]Shampoo[/b] [b]hgtsocaef likhal[/b] [b]Hint:[/b] The RZA, The GZA, Method Man, Redman, Raekwan, U-God, Inspectah Deck, Mastah Killah.....[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] If you want to hear instruments, then you should really check out [b]The Roots[/b] and [b]Fort Minor[/b]. Also, if you liked "99 Problems" and [b]Jay-Z[/b] and want more instruments, then you should check out [b]"Jay-Z: Unplugged"[/b] where he does several of his songs and big hits with a band. Also his songs "Lucifer", "Takeover", and "Change Clothes" use instruments. I also suggest the record, "Hard Knock Life" if you looking for an alternative form of hip hop. Great song, and he was a genius to make it. [b]Jay-Z[/b] is personally my favorite rap artist. He uses alot of different musical styles in his records, which I admire. He can go from old soul samplings for his records to an original piano piece (alá "Change Clothes") and then go to a semi-Hard Rock collection in his song "Takeover", which is my second favorite record by him. An all out attack on his rivals in rap. Rap battles and battle records are actually my favorite part of Hip Hop. Which would probably explain why one of my favorite songs as of right now is [b]The Game's[/b] 15-minute long battle record against [b]G-Unit[/b] called "300 Bars and Runnin'" as well with the second 8-minute track, "120 Bars". In both songs he rips on 50 Cent and crew, going over both classic hip hop tracks and using several of [b]G-Unit's[/b] own beats to rip on them. It's a great record. I suggest you download it or get the mixtape "Stop Snitchin', Stop Lyin' ".[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] I don't see what the point of making gay marriage illegal is based on relegious grounds, seeing as how it can be based on relegious differences. There are several denominations of Christianity and other relegions based on minor differences in belief. So, if America is a land based off of relegious freedom, I don't see how our President could stand on the grounds that homosexual marriage is against the law because it goes against Christian beliefs. What if the homosexual is agnostic? Buhddist? Athiest? Taoist? Any number of relegions. Say a church comes along which supports free love, and it's their relegious right to marry within their gender? I honestly don't see how a person being homosexual would affect or concern any one else. It's not their problem and it shouldn't be their business. Yeah, I may belong to a church which calls it a sin personally. But it's none of my concern. Even if I do veiw it to be wrong, I wouldn't infringe on another's right to do as they please, especially when it isn't harming themselves or those around them. I could understand how the marriage within a church could upset some people, but the marriage doesn't HAVE to take place in that church. The gay community only seems to really wish to be veiwed in the eyes of the government as a legal union, as do heterosexual couples. I believe they should have this right atleast. I'm don't even consider myself an activist for gay rights, but I do consider myself an activist for human free rights. Regardless of sexual orinetation, it is their right. And I honestly don't see what help it is denying them this right for our country. Heh. That's my two cents. [b]The Boss[/b][/color][/size]

[size=1] With the sounding of the gunshot, instinct caused Dark to act quickly as he deflected the bullet with his Tenga blade, causing it to ricochet but up towards Quell, who just barely dodged death as the bullet flew through a piece of his hat. This caused him to fall back onto his bottom and away from the hole where he had trapped Dark. [b] ?Pretty close there, partner...?[/b] Quell said as he got back up with his gun drawn to fire another shot into the whole. [b] ?This time I?ll be more caref-...?[/b] Quell was quitted by the confusion due to the disappearance of Dark from his little hole. [b] ?Now where did my little millow-marrow rat go to....??[/b] Quell began looking around himself, looking deep into his surroundings, seeing nothing. Suddenly, he felt a heavy object fall on top his body from above with heavy force. It was Dark with his sword risen above his head, ready to impale the down Quell. [b] ?Say goodnight, Quell!?[/b] [b] ?Good night Quell!?[/b] with that, Quell activated his booster pack and sent himself flying across the jungle?s floor, causing Dark to do flips over his ground and fall to the earth with a heavy thud. Quell was in a similar situation as he stopped his boosters and landed head first into a tree with a heavy thud, causing all sorts of multicolored fruit to fall onto him. Dark quickly rose to his feet and held his Tenga blade firmly, his knives now completely depleted, his blade was his last weapon. Quell, however, still had plenty of ammunition and a dead aim now on Dark as he sat up against the tree, his body soar from the impact. [b] ?Now, say g?night, Dark.?[/b][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] [b]Name:[/b] Musashi Miyamoto [b]Nickname:[/b] The Saint of Swords, Kensei, The Legend [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Half/Full:[/b] Full-Blood, Musashi would never sell himself short with bodily enhancements. He will prove himself the greatest alone, and without the help of anyone or thing. [b]Appearance:[/b] [URL=http://users.adelphia.net/~gojira/musashi.jpg]The Saint of Swords[/URL] Musashi has a generally messy appearance most of the time. He refuses to fix his hair in a Samurai's top knot and he rarely bathes and changes his clothing. There are many rumors as to why he does this. The two biggest being either he's just a disgusting person, or that he uses his appearance to throw his opponents off his true ability. He prefers plain clothing when he dresses and wishes to be known not for his looks, but for his skill alone. [b]Weapon of Choice:[/b] Musashi normally uses a hand-carved Bokken in combat, as he saves his two true weapons for only the most important battles. These would be his katana, Phoenix Talon, and his wakizashi, Phoenix Feather. No one has ever seen the blades of his true weapons, or atleast, no one still living has. It is said his blades were forged by the Gods, due to his skill with them. [b]Fighting Style:[/b] It is said that Musashi is undefeated in a show of swords, defeating most of his opponents using nothing more than bokkens, which he carves in his spare time. However, in his search for the greatest form of swordsmanship, Musashi has taken into his mind the usage of both his battle Katana and his ceremonial Wakizashi in unison. It is, however, rare for him to use this style unless in a serious battle. It is said that Musashi defeats his opponents not with swords, but through the usage of physcological intereference and the usage of every resource around him. This would explain his using of the wakizashi in battle, aswell with his entire body. Kicks and punches are not uncommon weapons for Musashi. Many called his style unrefined and incorrect, however, many of those people are dead. His fighting style is fast and constantly moving. His body is in constant flowing motion, waiting, perceiving his opponent's movements, striking out at blinding speeds and with an intense amount of force. In a large battle, he is known to run amongst the warriors, striking down dozens in mear seconds as he rushes through out the battle field. It is said that he resembles a demon, or a ravenous beast during war. [b]Personality:[/b] Musashi is an enigma of a man. He claims no allegiance in the current state of war. His reasons for fighting are strictly personal, and those reasons are none other than to become the strongest warrior in this period of turmoil and war. Musashi thrives in combat, and his highest priority is to prove to himself and others that he is the finest swordsman and warrior in the world. To do this, Musashi has decided to go after Tokugawa Ieyasu and his massive army alone. He allies himself with no one, and wishes not to trouble himself with the politics of the land. Musashi is a simple man, but never the less a genius of war. He is ready to enter the battle field alone, and hunt down the officers of each army, one by one, in order to make his name known.... He has no fear. Apart from his drive to be the greatest, Musashi is said to be a generally unpleasant man to be around. His habits are rude and uncommon for those assuming the cultured status of Samurai. He bathes infrequently and his body is riddeled with horrible scars from battle and a short bout with eczema he had as a child. He refuses to wear his hair in the traditional Samurai top-knot style and refuses to follow most of the common laws of Bushido, due to his lack of care for politics. Many would say he is selfish, but he is undeniably powerful and insightful in the subject of everyday life and swordsmanship. It is clear that he emobodies the most primal and animalistic qualities of the human persona. He acts on what many call instinct, and what others his true emotions. This draws both negative and positive attention from those around him. Most have labled him a savage vagrant. Others have labeled him a man with a true grasp of life. Musashi believes either could be right. He cares little for others opinions of him, for his only goal is the realization of his dreams of becoming the best. [center]****************************[/center] [b]OOC:[/b] Please do inform me of any problems with my sign up, as this RP is fascinating me. If Musashi is bad for this, then I have another character that I am ready to use, and may be better for the era, but I prefer Musashi more and thought it would be interesting to have a rogue character. Also, I know more about Miyamoto Musashi than any other person in Japanese history. Also, it would seem since this is an alternative history, a slight change in his placement would be alright.[/color][/size]

[size=1] If there was a time that Dark felt out of his element, it was now. He was fighting a highly skilled gunmen in an unfamiliar environment. Having adopted his older style, he had to adapt to everything now. Looking down to his Tenga sword, he thought [I]I sure hope I haven?t lost my touch. Heh.[/I] With that, he withdrew a small explosive knife from his cloak and threw it several yards to his left for a distraction. The explosion was large, causing two trees to fall down. Dark then spun around from his cover and side stepped trees at high speeds, cutting the brush with his sword, he soon had Quell in his sites. Thanks to Quell?s sharp hearing, he quickly turned to Dark?s position, but far too late. Dark slashed across his chest with his Tenga sword at Quell, slicing his right bicep with a shallow gash. Quell had dodged just in time to avoid having his arm severed as he hopped back several feet and began firing at Dark again. Dark began dodging from side to side in a blur of speed, withdrawing a hand full of throwing knives, slinging them at Quell?s direction. Dark expected the explosion to end him, but Dark had underestimated just how accuracy. With fast trigger finger, Quell shot each of the throwing knives, causing a great explosion go off in between the two warriors. A cloud of smoke blinded them to each other, and when it cleared, both had disappeared to another are, hunting one another. Amongst the tree tops, Dark waited, and searched for his prey and for a moment to strike....[/size]

[size=1] [b]Name: [/b]Mr. Dark [b]Gender: [/b]Male [b]Appearance: [/b] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/Mr.jpg]Mr. Dark[/URL] [URL=http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/Cybernator/RoughDark.jpg]After the Razdul Bones Fight[/URL] (forgive the roughness of the images) [b]Personality:[/b] Dark is by nature a silent man who allows his actions to speak for him. Not afraid to conversate, he simply saves his energy for the more important task at hand. However, he is not one to toss out a wise crack in battle, in order to play psychological warfare with his opponent. He quite enjoys conversating with his opponent before killing them. [b]Weapons:[/b] Dark uses an old weapon, bestowed upon him long ago in his teenage years under the tutelage of the Ohkamin. The weapon is called a Tenga Blade, a special sword forged of what is said to be magical steels. The edge of the blade glows with a strange turqoise light. It is said the Tenga blade is able to deflect all forms of bullets and grants it's user with god-like abilities. This however, is only rumor. Along with the Tenga Blade, Dark carries within his cloak several specialized throwing knives, some of which contain small explosives for a suprise attack on his opponent. [b]Skills:[/b] Dark, in his youth, was trained amongst the ways of the mystic Ohkamin, a race of warrior-mystics who's strict asthetics seemed to grant them god-like powers in battle. Speed and strenght unseen in any other race, it is said that Dark is the only human ever allowed to train under them. It is actually said that Dark was orphaned and raised amongst them on the lost planet, but this is also, pure rumor. Never the less, the Ohkamin's legendary ability in battle using nothing but melee weapons is actually based in fact. [b]Any Other Info:[/b] Shortly after the fight with Razdul Bones, Dark realized the flaws in his current style. He had departed his roots as of recent and found that he was taking uncessary amounts of damage and danger thus so. Whilst having his injuries repaired, Dark meditated upon his soul and mind, and made the choice to return back to his old teachings. The martial ways of the Ohkamin... For further information, see the Bounty.[/size]

[size=1] The great explosion had sent Dark?s body flying for several yards into the broad side of a small shop, causing one of the windows to shatter. For a moment, Dark wasn?t sure if he were dead or alive. If he wasn?t, then the pain he felt would definitely meant that he was in hell at the moment. He was afraid, but he slowly opened his eyes to see that his body was still mostly intact, the street still flowed with water, which seemed like a shallow river at this point. The most pain was coming from his right shin, where Bones had attached his last ditch bomb. It was still there, much to Dark?s pleasure, but his shin was most definitely shattered. His heavy specialized combat boot had absorbed the grunt of the punishment from the explosion. He had received a few burns on his upper leg and stomach, but luckily the surrounding water had kept his skin from peeling away. Dark then looked on towards Bones, where he saw nothing more than a cloud of smoke and a small fire. Dark rose to his feet slowly, feeling every movement with agonizing pain. He began limping over towards the area, noticing the smell of burning flesh as he reached the body. It was certain, Bones had died in the explosion, his upper torso and face nearly blackened from the explosion. He may have been better if he had not attached the bomb while Dark was standing on top of him, but Dark figured he had no intention of surviving the fight after leg had been removed. [b] ?Hateful bastard tried to take me with ?em.... heh. You were alright kid.... Haha.?[/b] Dark laughed to himself, glad to still be alive and have his job done. Stepping back, he began looking around for a pay phone. Locating one undamaged just a few yards down the street, he started his way down the street, treading through the water, limping with his shattered shin. Standing up, he dialed the number of his client. The dial tone came on once, twice, [b] ?Who?s speaking??[/b] came the voice of a young man. His client?s secretary. [b] ?It?s Mr. Dark....?[/b] Dark found it hard to speak at this point. The large bullet wound in his chest was restricting his breathing severely. [b] ?One moment, please...?[/b] the young man placed the phone down. The sound of a click alerted it was picked up once more. [b] ?Yes? What is the news, Dark??[/b] came a deeper voice of an aged man. [b] ?The job?s gonna have to wait a moment. It was a set up. They must?ve known I was coming, because a counter-hunter was waiting for me... The guy put up a real fight. ?[/b] Dark gave another glance to Bones? body, [b] ? I?m gonna need to stay in the city a bit longer and get myself fixed up.... *Cough*. I trust this is alright...??[/b] [b] ?Damn it. Their probably already off the planet by now. Hm... no worries. I have another job for you to take before taking care of them. There?s this guy operating just outside the city who?s messing up a lot of my cropping areas...?[/b] [b] ?So you want me to take care of ?em? How much am I gonna get for it??[/b] [b] ?I?ll double your pay. Don?t worry. Just get it done, and then go and get the original targets....?[/b] [b] ?Fine fine....?[/b] [b] ?Very good. Get yourself fixed up, Dark. I?ll pay the bills for you. Just get this next job done, as soon as possible.?[/b] [b] ?Yeah. It?ll get done. Now... I must be off before authority gets here.?[/b] [b] ?Good night to you, Mr. Dark.?[/b] [b] ?Same to you, Boss Ajax. *click*?[/b] Dark hung up the phone and gave a final look to the rising sun and the destroyed city block that had been used as a battle field moments before. Dark gave a final sigh, [b] ?Shit....?[/b] With that, Dark made his way into the sunrise. [center]***********************************[/center] [b]OOC:[/b] Alright then, DW. That was great man. Let's get on with our plans. Haha.[/size]

[size=1] [b] ?Damn it! Bones! If there is one thing your good at, it?s running!?[/b] Dark exclaimed into the rainy streets, trying to ignore the pain in his chest. He felt like he was having a heart attack due to the bullet lodged in his chest. One thing was for sure, he wouldn?t be forgetting this fight anytime soon. However, it was drawing on for far too long. Dark was losing blood quickly and in several places. Dark decided that he needed to end this quickly. His bag of tricks were out, so he had to go back to his roots. His basics. Closing his eyes, Dark tensed his body and tried to listen hard for any movement. He couldn?t risk any unnecessary movement, so he had to make this next one count. He listened. All he could hear was the slow drops of rain for sometime. The drip-drop pattern recording into his mind, he waited a bit longer. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a stepping foot in the window seel of a second building. Looking up, he saw the silhouette of Bones. Concentrating all his will power, he leaped with an inhuman power towards the window, cocking back his hand, he gripped the window seel and leapt into the building, drop kicking Bones on his entrance. Broken glass spread into Bones? face and they both hit the ground hard, however Dark was rushing to finish before he died of blood lost. Quickly, he leapt to his feet and ran over to the still downed Bones, kicking him square in his stomach with enough force to send him into the wall. [b] ?Get your ass up, Bones!?[/b] Dark yelled angrily, his body aching and his spirit flaring with fury. [b] ?Let?s finish this like men! Come on!?[/b] With that, Bones coughed up some blood and picked a few pieces of glass from his face, he began rising to his feet. His face was to hell, cut and bruised, he raised his gun. [b] ?Or maybe I could just shoot you here....?[/b] Dark looked directly into Bones? eyes with an intense rage. His mind was dead set on victory, awaiting Bones to pull the trigger... [/size]

[size=1] Excruciating pain writhed through Dark?s body as the electricity pulsed into his nerves. He looked up to see Bones unaffected by the electricity. Dark cared little about the reason, all he cared about was freeing himself from the agony of his current situation. Looking left to right slowly, he noticed there was no advantage for him to take. It would have to be all will power. Luckily, Dark had lightened himself up since the beginning of the battle. Gritting his teeth, Dark forced his body to leap to the side of a wall, his feet making contact with the gritty building material, he began running along side the wall. Thanks to his genetically altered body, Dark was able to perform feats normally impossible for humans, such as this. Looking to the ally way where Bones was oblivious to Dark?s current activity, he leapt from his side of the street and towards Bone?s position, shoulder tackling him and inactivating his little stun baton. Dark?s rage put him beyond words as he rolled with Bones in the shallow water, he looked down to him and began pummeling him in the face, forgetting the small arms he held within his cloak and going back to his martial arts basics. Sheer anger provided him with the strength to continue his assault on the near defenseless Bones as blood started to spurt from his nose and mouth. In a sudden show of power, Bones flipped Dark off of him and rolled him into a wall, drawing a gun, he began firing. However his eye site had been damaged from the heavy blows Dark landed on his nose and eye socket, each shot missed save for one which landed in the dazed Dark?s left arm. Dark replied by quickly withdrawing a grenade from his cloak and tossed it against the wall beside Bones. The explosion was enormous, causing a pile of bricks to fall on top of the already dazed fighter. Dark stood up slowly, grabbing his wounded arm to approach the pile of rubble. His walk was slow. Suddenly, he stopped in the rising levels of water and withdrew a small pistol and cocked it. Better safe than sorry he felt. With that, he began firing into the pile of bricks...[/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Very sorry, Manic. You are absolutely correct. A big mistake on my part. I was thinking unclearly at the time. Heh. Forgive my lack of knowledge. I should know this too, since I watched the [b]"My Block: Oakland"[/b] on MTV2 about three times. I think I got confused while describing Krump in the same post. Heh.[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Naruto sat back, his body exhausted from the enormous attack thrown at his opponent. A large cloud of dust made Naruto feel as though he was already victorious. [b] ?Ha. I thought he?d have put up a better fight.?[/b] Naruto laughed to himself as he stepped back. Suddenly, a loud explosion and a rush of wind alerted Naruto to a presence far to late as he was smashed into the ground with extreme force. [b] ?Jeez! What was that?!?[/b] Naruto exclaimed as he rubbed his lower back in pain. Looking up, he saw a clearly tensed Lee standing in front of him, his clothing ripped and torn, exposing a scarred and sharply cut body. [B] ?You honestly didn?t think it?d be that easy, Uzumaki...??[/b] Lee growled, looking down to Naruto with an intense glare. [b] ?Just you shut up! Kage Bunshin No Jutsu!?[/b] Naruto yelled out loud, causing a poof of smoke to reveal a small gang of ten separate Naruto?s. The original Naruto rose to his feet and brushed himself off. Rolling up his sleaves, he looked dead on to Lee. [b] ?Let?s get him!?[/b] Lee smirked in confidence as he brought his mind to center. With a grit of his teeth and a clench of his fist, he opened the second life gate. Looking up to the group of Naruto?s, Lee rushed forward with blinding speed, spinning into a Kohoha Spinning Wind attack, slamming his limbs into three of the Naruto clones, effectively destroying them. [b] ?How long do you think this will last, Naruto!??[/b] Lee shouted at him, trying to get a rise out of the hot-heated shinobi.[/color][/size]

[size=1] The entire battle was escalating entirely too fast for Dark?s comfort. The ceiling had been destroyed by the several explosive charges laid down by Bones. The flaming structure fell slowly, piece by piece in large burning chunks and clumps of amber. Dark sped through the ruins quickly, leaping out of the bar?s window, ignoring the immense pain coming from his calf. Pieces of glass scattered over the messy streets of the Yoorav city. Dark rose up from the wet ground slowly, noticing the heavy rain which was native to the jungle planet. It was dark outside, which meant that the streets were free of all civil life forms and filled with the thugs and dregs of society. Strange and irritable faces eyeballed Dark as he stood up in front of the burning building that once was the Luuve Café. Placing a smug look on his face, he withdrew a small assault rifle from his cloak. This immediately alerted the bystanders of the battle, who quickly fled into separate shops and dark ally ways. [b] ?That was pretty good, Bones!?[/b] Dark yelled angrily towards the burning café, firing a burst of high-caliber bullets into the building, fishing out his opponent. He continued his assault until a shadowy figure leapt into the streets. [b] ?Very nice of you to show your face...?[/b] Dark laughed as he loaded a ?special? clip into his weapon. [b] ?I understand this may be overkill, but you?ve annoyed me past logic!?[/b] with that, Dark began firing armor-piercing rounds at the single human bounty hunters. Small amounts of liquid nitrogen where held at the tips of the bullets, which provided small explosions on contact with the ground around Bones, who took flight, running around the spray of fire Dark provided. Small pieces of concrete acted as shrapnel, launching at Bones with high force. Bones quickly ducked into an alley, at the same time, Dark quickly reloaded and waited. [b] ?I?m glad you came prepared, Dark.?[/b] Bones yelled out from the ally way. Both warriors were drenched in the rain. Dark couldn?t tell what exactly Bones was planning, but he was growing tired of waiting to know. Clicking on his last clip into the assault rifle, he began firing more of the explosive bullets at Bones? direction, tearing away at his cover. Dark feared he was running out of tricks, and feverishly awaited Bones to grow foolish enough to try and face him at close range...[/size]

[QUOTE=Blayze][size=1]This might be a little long-winded, but here goes: Miyamoto Musashi > Films > Hollywood > USA > Jazz > Miles Davis [/size][/QUOTE] [color=navy][size=1] Heh. You took it a completely different direction. Good job. I was originally thinking [b]Miyamoto Musashi[/b] > Samurai > Pre-Industrial > Hegel > Conception > [b]Miles Davis[/b] Much simpler your way. Heh.[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Miguel?s natural charisma caused him to strike up the dance he had with the lovely young lady, Julia. [I]Couldn?t hurt to blend in, I guess...[/I] he thought to himself as he graced his hands upon the young woman as they began to dance a traditional waltz. Miguel wasn?t normally a dancer, but he had learned from his mother, who was an avid samba and mambo dancer. [i]Atleast it came in handy for somethin?... Heh.[/I]. As the two locked into one another in a slower part of the song, they caught each other?s eyes. [b] ?So Julia... what brings you here to this....?[/b] Miguel took a second to glance at his surroundings, [b] ?... lovely establishment??[/b] he said with a sarcastic tone. Julia?s face turned to worried expression, a hint of uncertainty coming over her bright eyes. [b] ?To tell you the truth... I don?t have the slightest...?[/b] [b] ?Bah! No worries. Neither have I... haha.?[/b] Miguel joked, trying to up Julia?s mood. [b] ?I got your back if you got mine. Deal??[/b] Miguel looked down to her with a suave smile, winking as the pair continued the three-step waving of the slow waltz. [b] ?Hm.... Sounds good to me. Deal.?[/b] Julia replied with a soft smile of emerging happiness. Grasping around Miguel?s waist, she pulled close to him as the song sped up. She continued to conversate, [b] ?So, Miguel. Where do you happen to come from??[/b] [b] ?The city that never sleeps, ma?am. New York, New York.?[/b] Miguel?s tone was humorous and care-free. His mood had been sharply lightened upon meeting Julia, however he kept certain to keep his eyes sharp. [b] ?Oh my... how.... Exotic... hehe.?[/b] Julia gave a small laugh. [b] ?Let me guess. Australian??[/b] Miguel replied to her with his cultural knowledge. New York was a great melting pot when it came to cities. Aussie?s where always easy to spot. [b] ?That?s very good, sir. How?d you know??[/b] [b] ?Ha. Lucky guess I reckon.?[/b] Miguel gave a warm smile to her, which was returned much to his pleasure. They continued their dance as the song sped up and the orchestra changed the rhythm to a different song. With the change, Miguel gave Julia a sudden dip, his hand catching the back of her head, running his fingers through her soft brown locks. He caught yet another deep look into her gentle green eyes. [b] ?You have some beautiful eyes, I must say.?[/b] Miguel added with charm, which was answered with a slight blush as he raised her back to her feet, twirling her with his fingers, and then pulling her back into his body backwards wrapping his arms around her in symmetry with the flowing music. The lavish setting mixed with the cultured ball room attendee?s were beginning to make Miguel regret more and more his decision not to change his clothing. However, he tried to soften his stress and concentrate on the dance. He didn?t want to draw attention to himself too much. Aswell, he was simply mesmerized by Julia?s brilliant green eyes... [I] This might not be as bad as I had though.[/I] He thought to himself as he reflected on the strange events of the past few hours. Things could have been much worse in any situation. He felt lucky that the proceedings thus far were as calm as they had been. He almost felt at peace with that way the night had been going thus far. Gourmet food, fine drink, and a beautiful woman in his grasps were less than what Miguel considered ?hostile conditions?. However, he could not shake the thought that something within all of this was off kilter. There must have been a catch, and as soon as that Supreme Chancellor fellow showed his face, he was bound he would get answers. In the mean time however, he would enjoy his dance with Julia....[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] [b]Queen[/b] > Progressive Rock > 1960s > Dwight D. Eisenhower > Stalin > [b]Stalinism[/b] Not bad for a first try. Now for me: [b]Miyamoto Musashi[/b] > [b]Miles Davis[/b] It's a doosie. [/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] The guy looks like a real douchebag. Frankly put, I don't think he'd put up much of a challenge. I mean, when you say weight lifter, I think of somebody bigger than that. I've seen your myspace aswell and I don't think there's much of a physical difference there. Honestly, I think you could take him. But that's besides the point. Yeah, I think it'd be safest to confront him alone, as previously mentioned. No crowd to boost him up and humiliate you in front of would really help things out. If he says anything about not wanting to be alone with you, then he obviously doesn't want to be a man about it. Also, weight lifting wouldn't hurt at all. Heh.[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=navy] Lee spun around quickly and slammed his leg into one of the shadow clones generated by Naruto. It instantly disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving only the second, which appeared out of the smoke plumb. Lee leaned back and executed his signature kick, setting the shadow clone up for a Lotus drop. However it was cut short as the clone disintegrated. [b] ?Come now, Uzumaki! These clones are pathetic! I haven?t even removed my leg weights!?[/b] Lee smirked as he awaited Naruto to reveal his own location with an aggravated yell. Like clockwork, Naruto poked his head out of a bunch of cluttered tree branches, [b] ?What did you just say to me!?! I?ll show you!?[/b] With that, Naruto flung out of the tree tops, holding within in his hand a Rasengan chakra ball. He ran full speed at Rock Lee, who simply stood his ground and waitied. Naruto continued his raging growl as he raced to Lee. They where nearly within three feet of one another when Lee disappeared, the only thing left in Naruto?s presence the two orange leg weights that Lee wore. [b] ?Where?d you go, you coward?!?[/b] Naruto yelled only to be answered with a hard kick to the back of his head, flinging him to the ground. Lee stood strongly in a fighting stance, laughing at the downed Naruto. [b] ?The gloves are off, Uzumaki...?[/b] Lee laughed down at him, thumbing his nose in victory. [/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] I've never had much of a problem with bullies in my lifetime. The ones I did have, I fought and it was never a problem again. The ones who didn't go that far, I simply out-smarted them by having better insults than them and when they decided that they wanted to knuckle up, I didn't back down, which left them with nothing else to do but leave me alone. I think the best thing to do in this situation is to show them that you could really not give a *explitive deleted* about what they say or think. If they come up and get in your face, then you should raise the appropriate finger and say [b]"Go find something better to do, ***-wipe."[/b] Bullies tend to go after people that obviously have low-confidence. In which case, you gotta prove them wrong and 'act' cocky and big yourself, which will probably turn them off of you. And, hell. If all else fails, a quick strike to the throat or nose would probably put him out of it for a while. Like [b]Starwind[/b] said. It's not about how big you are or how strong you are. Hell, I'm 5'11 and 160 lbs and took out a football lineman who's about 6'5'' and 240 pounds, granted I'm a martial artist, but still. It's about quickness and skill more than power and strenght. Be confident in yourself and don't back down from a fight. You can't be scared of him, and you gotta carry the attitude that your hot stuff and ain't scared of nobody. That's my advice atleast. But I think it'd be best to avoid confrontation if possible. If it comes down to it and you lose, atleast you went down like a man, and nobody would be able to say you ran away from it. But, again. This should be a last resort. Peace. - [b]The Boss[/b] [/color][/size]

[QUOTE=Hayabusa] Hyphie - You threw a new type at me. Never heard it before. [/quote] [color=navy][size=1] Hyphie is a form of high energy rap/beat making emerging out of L.A. Similar to Crunk music, but less about bass and more about fast paced beats. [b]E-40[/b] and [b]Keaf da Freak[/b] are the two most popular representatives of this form as of now.[/color][/size] [quote] DJ - Don't really care much for it. [/quote] [color=navy][size=1] You need to check out [b]Invisble Skratch Piklz[/b], [b]The Beat Junkies[/b], and [b]Jurassic 5[/b] if you want to hear some GREAT DJ music. Check out the movie [b]"Scratch"[/b] for more info.[/color][/size] [quote] Isn't krump the same as crunk? [/quote] [color=navy][size=1] Krump is similar to Hyphie and Crunk music, as it is about fast paced energy. It's more based around the dance form of Krump which could be described as 'violent breakdancing'. Check out the movie [b]"Raze"[/b] for more info.[/color][/size] [quote] If they're considered as rappers (Daddy Yankee) then I listen to alot of latin / spanish rap. Granted I don't understand what's being and I plan to keep it that way simply because I don't want to hear anymore songs about money, cars, girls. [/quote] [color=navy][size=1] These guys are considered rappers in a sub-genre called Regaeton. It's mostly based out of Puerto Rico and Jamaica. Basically fast paced rapping in Spanish or in Jamaican slang. [b]Daddy Yankee[/b] and [b]Elephant Man[/b] are two artists in this genre. I am, however, glad that there is one more. Heh. I agree with you. For me, I am getting tired of the popular hip hop genre. That's why I look more to mixtapes and underground tracks for my fix. You'd be suprised how talented the main stream rappers are when they don't have to worry about selling records. Heh.[/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] On the Otakuboards, I feel nearly alone when I want to talk music with someone. This is largely due to the fact that I have noticed nearly zero Hip Hop or Rap music fans, that being my favorite genre. I was wondering if there is anyone else on the OBs who listens to Hip Hop in general. This includes Crunk, Hyphie, DJ, Techno, Rap, Freestyle, Screwed & Chopped, Underground, Battling, and Krump. All of it. It pains me when rap music is taken as all gangsta's and killin' and pimpin' hoes and all that. Total misconception. People tend to take these things far to seriously in listening to the music, and label it crap before listening to it fully, or they base their entire perception of the genre off of a select few artists. (That'd be like me listening to Creed and then saying that all rock music is crap.) I'm actually a fan of everystyle of Hip Hop, though I am more in tone with the Crunk and S&C genre's because of my closeness to the source, being from the South and all. I break dance, which kind of draws attention to me, being the only caucasian person able to dance in my town.... *sigh* I'm alone here also. Oh well. I have several favorite artists, most of them being from the mid-late nineties. Notorius B.I.G., Jay-Z, and possibly the greatest group of Hip Hop artists ever, Wu-Tang Clan (whom I can name all nine members of). As of current artists, other than the underground DJs and Rappers such Frog One, J-Live, Mos Def, DangerDoom and the Invisbl Skratch Piklz, I enjoy several of the current acts coming out of Houston, Texas, such as Paul Wall, Mike Jones, Slim Thug, and most of all, Bun B. I don't know if I'm a moron, or proof that not all Hip Hop fans are morons. But regardless, I am interested and seeing if there are any other Hip Hop fans on the OBs. Peace, [b]The Boss[/b][/color][/size]

[size=1] [b] ?That?s a pretty big gun for such a runt...?[/b] Dark sniggered as he reached into his cloak to withdraw a special surprise for Bones. [b] ?Check this out....?[/b] with a dastardly grin, Dark revealed an enormous Exean .50 Caliber Handgun. It was never known for natural humans to use that gun, particularly because of the guns sheer ability to overpower it?s user. The amazement and fear was apparent on Bones? face as he quickly scrambled to his feet and ran across the bar and towards a set of stairs that led to a closed down club on the second floor. Dark fired the enormous firearm, receiving a monstrous recoil in return for the large round sent into the steps in front of Bones, causing him to fall through the stair case upon stepping on the weak plank. [b] ?You aren?t going anywhere....?[/b] Dark said, limping over to the downed and bloody Bones, who had begun bleeding out his mouth and nose from the violent fall. Dark made his way through the dust and debris left by the fallen stair case when shots began coming from the cloud of rubbage. Dark to evasive action, leaping to his the right and over a wall seated table. Holding the Exean with both hands, Dark began firing into Bones? general direction, causing wood and glass to spread every which way, some pieces hitting Bones in the face and lodging into his body. Not much more than scratches, the alcohol in the air and on the glass was painful none the less. [b] ?You dead yet?!?[/b] Dark asked across the room. He was answered with several rounds into the wall by hi face. [b] ?What do you think??[/b] Bones laughed back at him. Dark gritted his teeth with a smile and withdrew another grenade. Closing his eyes for a moment, he cocked his Exean, then tossed the grenade. Time slowed down temporarily for Dark as the grenade volleyed through the air slowly. Holding his breath and opening his eyes, he aimed and fired the Exean at the grenade just as it passed over Bones? position. An enormous explosion went off, dust, smoke, and fire sprouted everywhere. Dark looked deep into the debris. [b] ?How about now??[/b][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] A question. Is there any limit to when or where we can use our Hybrid abilities? Will our characters be aware of their powers or will it come as a suprise? I don't plan on over using them or even really using them at all for a while, but I'm thinking it'd be interesting to incorparate the abilities into the way my character describes and see's his surroundings. [/color][/size]

[color=navy][size=1] Hm. I havn't seen this thread in a long while. [list] [b]AC!D!C[/b]: By far, he is my oldest and most frequent friend from the OBs. My first real "buddy", me and him have been pretty close for about 3 and a half years. Quite the colorful character, our friendship is based in arguenments and violence, seeing as how most of our chat sessions consist of argueing and debating over various topics and usually grinding down to insult contests. Fun stuff it is. [b]Epsilon[/b]: My second oldest buddy. Though we don't talk as much as we used to, she is a facinating person and I'd love to talk with her face to face someday. A great artist, a great writer, and an old friend. I think it'd be cool. [b]Retribution[/b]: We met in a Rap Battle. My ill rhymes defeated he and we became friends from such. An amazing writer and graphic artist. I feel that'd his mind would crush mine upon meeting. Brilliant fellow he is. I'm still a better rapper. :animesmil [b]Jokopoko[/b]: Just so I could hate on England and get a physical reaction out of him. Man is that fun. [b]Ezekiel[/b]: Though we only began conversating recently, I feel we have quite a bit in common, including the extreme fandom of Rock Lee. [b]Ryoko T.D.C.[/b]: A fellow Grecian and a cool gal. Our PM conversations last for weeks and months. Many strange conversations are held. Heh. Another member I've known for about Three years. [b]Curse[/b]: I've known her through out all her various usernames and have become a stand in RPer and artist for her as of late. Over the course of three years, me and her have gained a very strange... almost buddy cop.... friendship. [b]Dragon Warrior[/b]: He basically nailed it in his post. I'm not sure what to say other than, yes. I am The Boss. He a funny guy and fun to talk to. Cool he is. [b]Gavin[/b]: A very intelligent man and a talented writer. He's a real great guy to talk with and hold a conversation with. He has his own beliefs regardless of what other's think, and I definetly respect that. He's an alright guy. [b]Desbreko/Shinmaru[/b]: Due to a recent chat, I'd just like to hear them speak further. Interesting they be. [/list] If I can think of more, I'll come and post again. Heh. Peace.[/color][/size]