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Post by Koutetsu on Dec 3, 2006 12:41:30 GMT -5
Koutetsu walked for a long time. He eventually made it into a mountain range. Whilst crossing said range he found what appeared to be a city or something. He entered and realised the exact place he was in was a coliseum of sorts. "Interesting...." he said to himself as he walked around inside. "I wonder if there is a tournament going on I could join....Anything to break the boredom." he said to himself aloud. He walked up to what looked like the sign up desk and asked the lady sitting there, "Is there a tournament anytime soon? If so I would like to sign up for it."
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Post by The King Tarlet on Dec 4, 2006 13:03:00 GMT -5
The lady, a very nervous brown haired woman who wore glasses and that seemed to never stop moving around and writting and signing documents, stopped for a second to pay attention to the newcomer. Anyway, she wasn't able to smile, not even to speak. Although his appearance wasn't truly intimidating, only the presence of that man made her feel like she was going to suffocate. When she recovered, she tried to answer. "No... not really sir." She said as she placed the papers she was holding on the desk. "We closed up just three minutes ago. So you would have to wait until next month to..." She started explaining nervously. But soon, another man appeared, a Holy Knight, and a fairly well-known one, interrupted her. "Oh don't worry Monique. Let him join... after all, there's still one free spot, right? And anyway, I will take care of him so fast that it will be as if he never joined." Said the man smirking. He had red hair and the armor of a high-ranked Holy Knight. He was well-built, rather muscular, and he carried a huge sword with him. "Ye... yes sir Galme." She said nervously before getting a pen so she could write down the name of the newcomer. "Yo... your name please. I would also... need your weight, heigh, race, job..." The other man, the Holy Knight, just stared at them grinning.
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Post by Koutetsu on Dec 4, 2006 14:11:23 GMT -5
Intrigued by this recent development, he decided to indulge them. "My name is Koutetsu. I am six foot, one inch tall. I do not know my weight but if you need to weigh me in that would be fine. I have no real job. As for race, I guess I'm human eh?" he said with a smirk that looked anything but sane.
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Post by The King Tarlet on Dec 5, 2006 9:11:48 GMT -5
"Y... yes." The woman said as she began writting down all the data, making up half of it so she didn't have to stay close to that man one more second. "Do... don't worry, the weight does not matter." She lied. The Holy Knight just smirked and walked away. Soon it would be his turn to tear that Koutetsu guy apart.
"Behemoth is a little excited lately... he seems to be trying to escape from the cannon." Said one man. The extremely thin man was walking next to the King, who was at the same time being followed by his bodyguards. "And where's Jabo? He's supposed to be taking care of that abomination..." Tarlet said calmly. "Well... he asked for a free day. So today he's not working. In fact, he's not even in the Castle. He left after capturing Boyarg and talking with a person we don't know. He also took Boyarg with him. He went to the South... I think." Tarlet grinned. 'Jabo... what have you got into now?' Tarlet thought. Although Jabo wasn't as powerful as him, not by far, Tarlet began thinking that he could be a menace. He was more loyal than any other Holy Knight, but fighting against the king of demons, training in Heaven, being friends with Behemoth... Whenever Jabo was out it was for something important and that was starting to worry some Holy Knights that started to think he might try to do something crazy.
After walking around for a while, Tarlet looked at the ring of the stadium through one of the windows. "You aren't going to watch it?" Asked one of the bodyguards respectfuly. "All the tournaments are the same. I am bored of seeing the same all the time." He answered as he noticed that Galme was already on the ring. Anyway, it wasn't of any interest and he was about to leave. But soon he noticed something else. Someone much stronger than Galme. Tarlet didn't even need to focuse to realize how powerful the other man was. He deduced it would be Galme's rival. "Maybe... it will be more interesting than I though after all."
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Post by Koutetsu on Dec 5, 2006 13:27:33 GMT -5
After receiving the ok, Koutetsu entered the stadium. Without hesitation he walked up to a man who appeared to set up the matches and asked him, "When's my first match? I'm Koutetsu." he said to the man, eager to get in the ring and begin his "fun".
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Post by The King Tarlet on Dec 5, 2006 14:51:02 GMT -5
The man turned around to look at the newcomer. His eyes were half shut, like if he was about to fall asleep. Anyway, he nodded and searched in the sheet of fighters for 'Koutetsu'. After a while, the man opened his eyes a little more when he thought he had just found the name he was looking for. "Ehm... Koutetsu... no... Wait... Koutetsu..." He muttered slowly. "Ah! Koutetsu against Galme... it is about to begin. Please step onto the ring." Said the old man as he bowed.
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Post by Koutetsu on Dec 6, 2006 2:45:38 GMT -5
"Wonderful, no wait. Just the way I like it. I apologize ahead of time for the mess I may leave after the match is over." he said with a quiet but evil laugh and made his way into the ring. He made his way to what he designated his starting spot, regardless of whether it was or not, and summoned his Eviscerator to his hand, ready to begin the battle whenever. ((Eviscerator is his sword. I think more info is about it in his profile if you need to know.))
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Post by The King Tarlet on Dec 6, 2006 16:52:56 GMT -5
Galme watched as the strange man in front of him, his rival, summoned a sword. Galme chuckled at first. Then he couldn't help but laughing loudly. "What do you plan to do with that? Tickle me until I die?!" He laughed. "I will show you what a true sword is!" He said as he grinned proudly. He pulled his sword from inside its case. At first it was just a normal double-edged sword, but soon it became much bigger, like if they had suddenly used a spell on it to make it grow immensely. Galme, holding the sword by its handle, let the end of it fall on the floor, breaking it with ease. "And trust me... I am quite fast with it." He said as he put it laying on his shoulder. "Too bad we can't kill here. Like always I will have to hold back. But I feel generous today. Go ahead, attack me first." He said without taking any fighting stance yet.
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Post by Koutetsu on Dec 6, 2006 18:14:56 GMT -5
"You are truly too kind." Koutetsu said with an evil smirk. He then stepped forward about three steps, slowly and calmly. Then, he vanished and reappeared behind Galme with his blade raised. He then thrust down with enough force to easily peirce the strongest of armors. I fit when through the blow would stab Galme right through the heart. Then after that, Koutetsu would pull out his blade as fast as he had stabbed it in and spin 180 degrees with his blade at neck-level with Galme. This attack would easily deacapitate him if successful.
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Post by The King Tarlet on Dec 6, 2006 19:20:46 GMT -5
Galme smirked at first. 'Poor fool... and yet he's so confident! But I don't like how calm he looks... I will cut him by the half when he gets close. He will be surprised to realize how fast I truly am...' But Koutetsu's sudden disappearance interrupted Galme's thoughts. Galme could feel how Koutetsu had got behind him, and in panic, he tried to protect the spot Koutetsu was aiming at with his sword, dislocating his own shoulder. And even like that, it was useless. At first Koutetsu's sword was blocked, but soon Galme's sword broke to pieces. Anyway, Galme had moved to the right, so Koutetsu only stabbed him in the left shoulder... but was that good or bad? Because soon, Galme could feel something, like a gust of wind, entering his inside and destroying his internal organs. And not even one second later, his arm just burst. Like a balloon that just had been over-inflated.
His blood was everywhere on the ring, but even like that, even being in such a extreme pain, Galme wouldn't have enough reflexes to scream. Before he could realize the horrible pain he was suffering, before his brain could even process the information, Eviscerator was already few inches close to his neck. Only one thing ran through his mind. 'I am dead!'
But Koutetsu's neck wasn't cut, instead, he could feel that same sensation, like a gust of wind coming from inside the sword, knocking him and sending him flying away. The strange energy that emitted the sword broke his jaw and most of his teeth. But he was still alive... more or less. His body moved only by instinct, trying to struggle against the horrible pain for no real reason. Actually, someone had stopped Koutetsu's blade with his own sword. "Not bad." He said calmly. It was the King Tarlet, standing there in all his height, looking at the opponent calmly, with a smirk in fact, as his swords were still touching.
The man that had been following Tarlet all that time stared at the ring in the middle of the stadium completely stunned. But he looked to his left and he could realize with a squeak that it was true. Although his majesty the king was right next to him one moment ago, now, in less than a blink of an eye, he had stopped Koutetsu's attack being ten floors away from the lground floor. The bodyguards chuckled, laughing at the poor man, for they already knew what Tarlet was capable of. No, in fact they hadn't even seen half of his true power. But even like, they already knew that there was nothing Tarlet couldn't do. He was almost a God.
Tarlet chuckled before withdrawing his sword and he turned around to speak to the crowd. All the people was amazed, terrified, by the man's power. They weren't few those who puked at the sight of the mutilated Holy Knight, who was now being carried away to the nursery. "This gentleman..." He began. "Surely heard of our great Galme. Such a powerful warrior! And so he decided to go all out thinking that he could actually be a challenge! Unfortunately, Galme tainted the honor of the Holy Knights showing an arrogance that has almost put an end to his life. That's why this man can't be punished for not following the rules of this Stadium. Otherwise, we would be condemning the right to be strong! And so, I demand an applause for him!"
Tarlet had decided he would face this newcomer himself. Anyway, he couldn't just leave everyone think that one of their most elite soldiers could be defeated by anyone with ease. And so, he would make everyone believe it was just because of a fail of Galme himself. The people started applauding and shouting. Soon, when the name of this new opponent was spread, they all began shouting 'Koutetsu' at the same time. And they kept repeating the same, only waiting for a signal of their King to stop. It was good way to have some privacy. With all that noise, with all those peons shouting like animals, no one could hear whatever Koutetsu and him were going to talk about. "I guess you truly didn't satisfy your bloodlust by defeating such a weak 'warrior', right?" He asked grinning as he turned around to look at the man again.
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