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Post by Lexaeus on Jul 12, 2009 22:41:56 GMT -5
"So let me get this straight," he began with a ringing echo of disbelief and yet a solid foundation of acceptance in his tone. Seifer Almasy laid his back against the wall. He and his companion Fuu stood on the stone stairs that led up to the Sunset Station from the Sunset Terrance district. The blond teenager was staring down at those steps are with his cold blue eyes while crossing his arms. Apparently something had just been brought to his attention.
"Rai counted the steps going up and down, came up with different numbers each time thanks to the sticky button on his brain calculator, and made a big fuss about it. So now everyone has added it to the 'wonders' of Twilight Town?"
He ended the sentence looking away from the stairs to catch the grey-haired girl's line of sight, his jaw opened and arms uncrossed in a held-out pose. It was as if he were asking her to confirm for him that their fellow companion Rai really couldn't do such a thing... while already knowing that it had to be true.
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Post by fuu on Jul 12, 2009 23:56:59 GMT -5
Following suit, the Disciplinary Committee’s second scanned the steps with a scrutinizing eye.
It was a typical day in Twilight Town. The atmosphere was sunny and tinted in warm tones. It was during their usual rounds of the city that they happened to meander into the conversation concerning the very steps they now occupied.
“‘First Wonder,’” she quoted in solemn confirmation. An ever so slight change in tone, coupled with a minute frown, voiced her dismay. While Fuu didn’t have anything against the muscle of their group, despite his error, the attention Rai’s mathematical blunder had received was somewhat disappointing, if not slighty unbelievable. It certainly said something about Twilight Town, and the other seven wonders. That ‘something’ was not something to brag about though.
Turning her attention back to their group’s leader, she awaited either his next command or some sort of remark relating to the situation. It wasn’t hard to imagine what his response might be like. Good thing Rai wasn’t with them at the moment.
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Post by Lexaeus on Jul 13, 2009 0:11:35 GMT -5
"So he started the sorry trend. Wonderful," Seifer responded as he pushed off the wall and started walking the rest of the way down the stairs toward the Sunset terrace, not doubting his incomplete posse would be right behind. "Assuming the rest of these things are just as bad I can at least hope that nobody will take notice or care."
Seifer irritation would be quite transparent to the girl behind him, of course. A member of his posse making a fool of himself to such a scale? The Almasy boy didn't want to risk it infringing on his own rep. Well, since it was Rai, there was also nearly no chance that the mathematically-challenge boy would be dropped from the group no matter what he did. Though some... disciplinary measures might be taken.
Seifer ended up walking in the direction of the alley near the train station, just to check if any kids were fooling around back there. He needed something to misdirect his annoyance at. Preferably something that would out up a fight.
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Post by nothito on Sept 10, 2009 19:54:29 GMT -5
Looking for a fight? That seemed to be a trend going around these parts.
Replica's sheer hatred for this town was without comparison. Not only had he died in a construct of the town formed from memories, but the entire place was overflowing with an aura of boring. What ever happened in Twilight Town exactly? Nothing memorable, at least not to the replica, ever happened in this place.
In fact, the place was so unremarkable and so devoid of danger that the Riku clone had dissipated the darkness that consistently clung to his form. Garbed in his normal clothing, one of the annoying teenagers had taken him to be a normal humanoid and informed him of the supposed seven wonders of Twilight Town. He had been looking for Naminé, but he supposed he might find her while trying to entertain himself with these so-called wonders.
The replica folded his arms as he stared at the alley wall before him. Supposedly something mysterious was supposed to happen in the alleyway in Sunset Terrance. He hadn't been paying much attention as to what was supposed to happen, but whatever it was just wasn't happening. Blue eyes almost burning with rage as his already low patience dwindled, the white haired teen punched the wall in front of him, wishing he was strong enough to just make it topple over.
"This has to be the worst world I've ever been in," Replica grumbled angrily before he turned and headed toward the entrance of the alley. Along the way he encountered something he had overlooked before. A long discarded struggle bat lay upon the floor of the alley. Seeing it was of the type meant for more powerful attacking it seemed just perfect for causing some trouble in town.
Picking it up, the replica swung it around a few times to get the feel as it as compared to his Soul Eater. "Not ideal, but it'll do for causing some ruckus," Replica announced to no one in particular as he exited the alleyway. Now...just who would be his first victim?
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Post by Seifer on Sept 24, 2009 21:35:38 GMT -5
Sometimes the world just delivers everything you could want on a silver platter. Usually not what you would actually ask for if given the choice up front, but often enough just what you were thinking of to vent your frustration. That was Seifer's experience at least. Of course, all he needed to vent his most of the time was someone to push around, and those were in aplenty. This kid though, he seemed to be the jackpot.
Didn't recognize him at all. Definitely an outsider.
Had a Struggle club. Made himself an open target.
Spoke of causing a ruckus. Disciplinary measures required.
In the back alleyway of Sunset Terrace. Little chance of witnesses.
Oh yeah, it was definitely on. Without needing to say a word as they turned the corner, just in time to catch the silver-haired youth in his little discovery, Seifer turned to Fuu with one of his anticipatory smiles and nodded. She knew what to do. Now he could focus all his attention on the lamer.
"What's this? Someone wants to start trouble in my town?" the teenager declared as he walked into the Riku Replica's view with a self-important stride. The Almasy boy certainly didn't think much of the kid upon first impressions. Shorter than him, long hair, and what kind of guy wears bright yellow? Easy mark. "Too bad for you, but I'm not exactly in the mood to give you a chance to reconsider that mistake."
Seifer produced his own offence-focused long blue foam bat and pointed it straight at the kid with the full length of his arm out. It waved there just slightly, as if taunting him to test out the one picked up from the ground.
"Outsiders should be more respectful."
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Post by stray on Sept 28, 2009 11:08:48 GMT -5
Understood.
Replying with a simple nod, Fuu offered their group's leader a small, confident smile to complement his eager one. It wasn't everyday that they ran into such a 'case' as this one. With so many marks against him, there was no way that the TTDC could overlook him. That aside, she imagined Seifer was more then willing to take up the offer at blowing off some steam. This would be good for him. It had been a bit too quiet lately, which was often both a good and bad thing for their particular group.
As the blonde haired boy made his intentions clear, Fuu found herself backing up his words with a cold glare directed toward the outsider.
"Punishment," she commented after Seifer's spill. Straight to the point, as always.
Giving the two room, and seeing to her end of the deal by guarding the entrance to the alley and keeping an eye out for anything suspicious, she had no doubt that their leader would teach this kid a lesson he'd soon never forget.
Rai was going to miss out.
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Post by angeal on Oct 4, 2009 13:50:59 GMT -5
Vivi came running when he saw Fuu and Seifer heading for an alley.
"Wait for me!" He had been a fair distance behind them, and when he finally caught up, it looked like Seifer was going to fight someone who to be honest, scared him. He raised his fist into the air as a form of cheering.
"Go Seifer! Kick his butt!"
After all, this other guy was breaking the rules, so he had to be stopped. He looked around, but didn't see Rai. He thought this odd, as Rai was always there when Seifer was going to throw down.
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Post by Homac on Oct 5, 2009 16:55:34 GMT -5
Gogo had wandered around this town he'd entered randomly, taking in the sights and sounds of a new world.
She really should have expected to get lost, it was an unfamiliar city after all. However, he hadn't expected to wander into the middle of a fight.
She looked at both parties, one a boy with silver hair and a distinctly annoyed look on his face. Probably a troublemaker.
The other had a long coat on, along with a hat over his blonde hair. He also looked like a troublemaker. However, his friends seemed to be cheering him on. Perhaps he had some role as a peacekeeper?
The shrouded mime stepped between the two "fighters" and said, "I don't think that fighting would solve much here. Perhaps you two should calm down."
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Post by nothito on Oct 14, 2009 15:26:35 GMT -5
Seifer had hit the jackpot? More like Replica had hit it.
As the punk looking teen turned the corner into the alleyway, Replica knew he just wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. Hard. In fact, the more the taller teenager spoke, the more the toy was irritated by the sheer audacity the boy had. HIS town? As far as Replica knew, Twilight Town had yet to be conquered by a punk who thought he was a tough guy. Perhaps this disciplinarian needed a little discipline?
"Weaklings should be more respectful too."
With that quip, the Replica raised his weapon above his head, the point of the struggle bat aimed directly at Seifer. Cracking his neck, the Replica grinned darkly, a bit cockier then he usually was when he entered into battle. But why shouldn't he? This was a normal teenager that was getting a bit big for his britches, not a trained warrior. This should be a piece of cake, no? "Shall we?" the replica grinned, motioning with his free hand that he wanted Seifer to come forward.
But before they could fight, someone stepped between the two combatants, apparently trying to break up the impending fight between the two. Growling, the Replica glared at the person. The toy's order was simple:
"MOVE!"
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Post by Seifer on Oct 17, 2009 1:54:09 GMT -5
Ah, now Vivi was here too. Not as good as Rai, but the little kid always cheered for Seifer. Showing off was a bit more fun when someone who idolized you was hanging around. Of course, just as he and the grey-haired target of his aggression were about to throw down somebody had to go and get in their way.
'How does a secluded back alley attract so many people at once?' the scarred teen though with annoyance at the interloper. His "play mate" seemed to share the sentiment to a degree and voiced a single word to the weirdo with more force behind it than the average kid could muster. This revelation caused Seifer to simple smirk. 'Good. It's always more fun to break them when they've got some backbone.'
"Struggle happens to be the most popular game in town, pops," the beanie-wearing disciplinarian added to the Riku Replica's more forceful method. His expression and tone were not as forceful as the replica's. Instead it seemed he was looking down on Gogo for his ignorance. As he said this Seifer held up his Struggle Club clearly, showing it to be very much made of nigh-harmless foam that wasn't likely to be used in a real fight. "Outsiders shouldn't assume they can just stick their noses in other people's business."
Seifer would have told Fuu to add this new guy to the list, but the Riku Replica was the only target on his mind right now. Nobody got to be arrogant in his town but him.
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Post by Homac on Oct 18, 2009 0:41:28 GMT -5
Gogo frowned at Seifer's words, though one could only tell it from her eyes.
"Perhaps I am mistaken," he said sounded apologetic, "but this man here, with the silver hair, strikes me as one who revels in violence and chaos. I've met his type before unfortunately, and I'm sure he could cause someone immense harm, even with a small weapon like this 'Struggle' club."
She nodded to Seifer without taking his eyes off Replica, "Although, you strike me as someone who could hold his own, at least for a while against him. I simply wished to stop the fight before it began."
Waving her arms slightly, as though trying to wave away trouble, he said, "I'll stand aside then. If I think things are going to go bad though, and someone will get severly injured, I'll step in to intervene."
As he said this, she stepped out from in between the two.
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