Weakness is Cool -OPEN-

Sat Dec 04, 2010 10:43 pm

"That was my money! Hey give it back!!!" The shuffling of hands towards the male sprinted throughout his arms, showing that he was much weaker then the individuals that overtook the boy, with a shove and a push to his body, he stopped and fell to the ground with a look of despair. "It's mine, why do you want it, get your own damn money!" A kick came from the supposed leader, as he trampled the boy prompting the others to begin to do so as he chuckled.

"Wow, this is a lot of yen, 30,000, you must of worked for a long time to gain so much? Whew, this will be buying me and my guys here dinner, shorty, and from now on you will be buying us dinner once every week, with the reply towards such a thing, a beating from us to you... do you understand?" He said with a sadistic grin, as the boy would try to run towards him with the full might of his fist, however he tripped under a subordinates foot and fell, crying more so. "No... you can't..."

The figure moved to the boy and grasped his head, laughing as he watched his face cry tears of total sadness, the boys faced featured small nicks and a bit of blood from his nose. "Just what are you going to do about it kid, nothing that's what..." The male said with a small laugh and then an erosion of laughs from his posse would come.

"Wrong..." A shift in eyes would come to a lone figure, who had been watching and waiting the entire time, looking towards the guys around the school, he had only sighed and scratched his head. "So, what's this, pick on a lone weak guy who can't fight? Man what a sorry bunch of bitches..." He said placing his hands in his pockets as he laughed.

"Gouriki-senpai?!" The beaten kid said as he watched in astonishment of the opportunity to see the legendary "fist" of the school, the one who had been fighting not only within boxing, but fights in schools, having a sort of reputation of protecting the weak, however not gaining a girlfriend, much to his disappointment was a downside, but he still hated the people who would use the weak to do their dirty work or wouldn't fight their own battles, but when it came to crowds, well it was something he couldn't stand to see.

"Huh, hey dipshit, who the duck are you?" The leader said throwing the boys head into the grass, as he began to walk forward with a large frown. The leader had prompted his subordinates to go around Gouriki and begin to get ready to beat him as well. This only made Gouriki laugh, as he scratched his head.

"Just call me something along the lines of, Asskicking Deliverer, ya know, yeah something like that..." Of course, he was arrogant and that always got him into trouble in the past however, this wasn't the past. Gouriki didn't even move in inch, he didn't look scared, nor was he afraid of them. He looked positively calm, comfortable and great; he was within his natural environment, the battlefield.

"So which one of you stupid-asses wants to come at me first, eh? I'll let all of you or some of you or even, just the leader there..." He said with his lips yawning halfway through the sentence scratching his head.

The leader had gotten out a "toy" something he loved to use in a fight, a bat, which he grasped and began to play with. "Well, all I can say is, you're going to get a worse beating than he is..." He slid the bat forward twisting his fingers along the shaft and swung it forward, as he laughed, and smash, came the bat towards the head of something... but it wasn't Gouriki, it was a subordinate.

Gouriki had been behind the male and was now bending to the fallen student on the ground brushing him off as he placed the yen within his hand, something which dumbfounded the leader as he searched his pockets.

"How the fuck did that happen?!" He said as he began rushing towards Gouriki, his subordinates following as Gouriki's eyes shifted, his body straightening slowly, as he a flash would come forward, with such reflexes and quickness, he had begun to hit the individuals, without actually being seen by them or anyone for that matter, as he was already behind them, he had begun to spin his arm. "Not even a warm-up..."

The individuals had fallen on the grassy outdoors, and had been knocked unconscious by Gouriki's incredibly fast and strong punches, however, he hadn't used even a fraction of his true strength knowing the effects of what he could cause full well. He however did break the bat which was made of wood by snapping it with his bare-hands."Yamada Uichi, you actually tried to fight back, so you earned all I did for you, just be careful next time, OK?"

He smiled, and looked to Gouriki for a second, before Gouriki looked back to the gang, and sighed beginning to pick up their bodies. "Now for the overkill..."

A few minutes later, Gouriki had hung the individuals from a wall structure, from their school uniform (consisting of a buttoned jacket with dress pants both the same color) and wrote with a marker he had asked for from someone close by. 'We suck ass...' On each one of their foreheads, as he had been done with his "job" he had patted the wall and laughed, going towards the school doors once again.

"We need to reinforce these walls, how the hell do rival schools get in so easily, either way good thing its a free period or I would have been in trouble..." He sighed and looked forward scratching his head, "Hm..." Gouriki had sensed something, a feeling of killing intent was close-by and made Gouriki look a bit on the unsure side, he scratched his head. "But where is it coming from?"

Tue Dec 07, 2010 3:50 pm

He was right to be feeling an evil presence nearby. All the while he was doing his violent actions, a particular girl charged with mass homicide had followed his movements around the school. This started when she first arrived to the school, late for her class and half dressed. Her name was Alexia Rosenheart, daughter of the renown Lord Kasamune Rosenheart that disappeared a while ago form his own home taking his wife with him. Neither of these people have been found since that tragic day when their mansion was completely upturned by a mysterious demon. One that possessed Alexia and dwells beneath her soul, waiting for the opportune time to take her over completely. But that's not actually what it wants to do, for the demon within fell in love with Alexia and vice versa, so they live in harmony. However, every time her demon wants to do anything, it hurts Alexia's head and she feels splitting pain from it.

Anyway back to the plot. Alexia was at this point, climbing over the wall of the school because the gates are locked during school hours. Sitting at the top of the wall, her skirt flailed about revealing her panties underneath of which were a pretty pink colour. Luckily no body was nearby to see this and if they did, wouldn't live long to actually notice properly. Suddenly realising she was exposing herself to the world, fell off the wall and landed in a bush below. Now in the midst of a miniature jungle, Alexia rubbed the back of her head with one eye open as you do whenever you hurt your head. "ouch... damn that wind." Alexia really didn't mind if anyone saw her underwear, in fact she would be the first to take her clothes off if she was dared to do so as she had no shame whatsoever. After all, she was a homicidal maniac that killed people and ate their body parts to supposedly feed her inner demon. Standing up slowly, Alexia brushed off the dirt from her skirt and small shirt that was tied up into a Brittany Spears look that made he look like a slut but was exactly what she wanted people to think.

Alexia had a very peculiar hairstyle that she usually spent hours preparing before setting out for school. This was pretty much why she was late, plus she couldn't find a bar so left without one. Her hair was a blackish brown colour and was held up into pigtails. These pig tails however were spiralled around and pointed outwards like ears in the shape of an ice cream cone without the cone. She took a number of steps towards the school building before noticing something to her right. Hanging from the tree were a group of boys, each with insults written on their faces, unconscious and beaten. "What happened to those guys?... more importantly..." Alexia walked right up to them and ignored the guy who was standing nearby. She liked the look of one of the less beaten up guys and smiled. "...Could I take this guy home for dinner?" Alexia licked her lips as her demon within slowly began to take over. But then she quickly recalled the man she just walked past and that he must have something to do with this. Rapidly spinning around, Alexia looked somewhat surprised and innocent so it looked like she didn't just stroke the guys leg. "er... hello... who are you?"

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