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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #15 on: May 31, 2018, 10:05:54 AM »
Those emerald eyes...They pierced through her soul, gazing into every nook and cranny of her mind. After the guard's eyes left her, Rachel could swear they were still boring into her back like a diamond-tipped drill. Still. The conversation between the two men had not gone unnoticed, yet all they did was add more puzzle pieces to the board, as she was sure the other three had also recognised.

Before fully entering the club, Rachel put a hand on Akel's shoulder to turn her around and face the axolotl faunus. "Whatever you do in that fight of yours, don't get crippled or it'll be annoying to get you out. I'd rather reserve my summon for fighting instead of evacuation." Catching Prism's thrown glance, she continues, "The same to you too. Be careful."
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #16 on: June 01, 2018, 12:50:56 PM »
Club Theme: TVXQ! - Keep Your Head Down

The mixture of smells which hit the group's faces as they entered the club was difficult to describe. The sweet smell of liquor, the pungent odors of sweat and vomit, the ill-fitting fragrance of perfume and the faint scent of blood - all of it combined to create the bittersweet tang of an urban slaughterhouse.

It appeared that people from all walks of life had gathered there that night - in one corner of the room, several harsh-looking thugs were grunting something at each other, their little circle clouded in cigarette smoke. On the opposite corner, a blonde man with an unbuttoned suit jacket, lacking an undershirt, was thoroughly enjoying the company of several scantily-clad female cat faunus.

Near the middle of the room, several men in suits had surrounded a bearded man with a notepad clearly taking bets. While most of them were seemingly proffessional, some of them were obviously belligerent. The bearded man seemed used to it, though. The men's voices died down as three more figures approached the group, one of them towering over the others.

The tallest one was dressed in a red kimono, his feet bare, yet that much wasn't as bizarre as the mask covering the top half of his face resembling the snout, eyes and ears of a pig covered in bloody cuts.The other two appeared to be large man's personal guards - a woman with bizarrely long, shaggy hair, her legs and arms covered in pouches and straps, and a bald man in a leather jacket who appeared to be unarmed. The woman was just idly glancing around the room, shooting grins at the patrons, the group which had just entered included. The man was more serious, his sunken eyes scanning around for any weapons and potential threats to his boss.

Lastly, you could spot the man with the eyepatch and his female bodyguard walking through a door in the back of the room. The group could swear that just before he stepped through, he had given them a wink. Or, well, he might have just blinked - obviously, it was hard to tell.

Soon after entering the group was approached by a short brunette in a dangerously short crop top, her lips, ears, nose and navel holding as much metal as a small airship. She appraises the group for a moment before blowing out a gum bubble, popping it over her mouth and sucking it back in. "So, which one of y'all's fightan' and which one's tha managah?" she asked in a shrill voice, loudly chewing on the gum in her mouth. You could physically see the substance stick to her teeth as she bit into it.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #17 on: June 01, 2018, 04:06:08 PM »
Woah. Sensory overload.

The smells of strong alcohol--she detected whiskey and rum for some reason--paired with the nauseating odor of vomit mixed with the sickly sweet makeup and the metallic tang of what she recognised as blood made her suppress the urge to contribute to the mess.

She couldn't agree with the choice of music either. Excessive usage of drums was just not up her street, and whatever the lyrics were, they made as much sense to her as the subjects they taught in the academies. She just wanted to stuff her fingers in her ears, and thanked whatever higher being existed that she wasn't born with another pair of ears. Her gills folded over her ears instinctively as each wave of sound bombarded her eardrums.

Still, while one sense was reeling from the smell and the other from the noise, her eyes were busy looking around, though they were distracted by each new smell and sound. What kind of fashion did that man think he was wearing, or was that his halloween costume? The two people flanking him weren't much better either, though at least they didn't look like they worked in a butcher's.

So much information was being crammed into her brain at once that Rachel almost missed the heavily pierced woman walking up to them, and once she laid eyes on her she wanted to cringe away in disgust. The piercings were revolting, and though she just managed to keep her facial expression neutral, her gills shrunk even further, completely disappearing from sight if viewed from the front, though a side view would reveal every single hair standing on end. "Say agai--oh. Manager," she pointed at herself, "and fighter." She waved at Akel to come over.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #18 on: June 04, 2018, 09:06:38 PM »
The bass is bone-rattling.

Prism's eyes have gone wide as she observes the room, but otherwise manages to keep an otherwise neutral expression on her face as the group enters the club. Her eyes flit from corner to corner, taking in all the sights the club had to offer - the thugs would hopefully keep to himself, and so would the man with the flirty felines, he seems like the type to stay preoccupied. The man in the pig's mask had to be fighter, or somebody important at least, there's no way nobody would have that much muscle with them otherwise.

Prism's head dips just in time to avoid the eyes of the bald man, or the woman with shaggy eyes - putting on an expression of minor disgust, as if she's too caught up in the club's atmosphere to pay them any attention. Admittedly, the room reeks, but is it bad if she's kinda digging the music though? Her attention's diverted again as the group's approached by another woman, asking if they're the fighter and the manager - wait, fuck.

She doesn't have a role that connects her to the rest of the group. She's too scrawny to pass as hired muscle, so they wouldn't just let her backstage, unless she's someone important to them all. Someone doing something valuable. Like...

She glances to Akel, and gives a silent prayer that the bat faunus plays along, taking a step forwards to hook one arm through Akel's at the elbow, before slightly leaning into the taller faunus and batting her eyes, as if there's nobody else in the room. The other goes up to tug her hair out of the ponytail, an affectionate gesture that a partner might do...

She may not pass as hired muscle, but she just might as arm candy.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #19 on: June 05, 2018, 09:36:23 AM »
Akel was slightly stunned from the mix of stimulus that hit her senses as she entered the club. On the pleasent side she could smell hints of perfume and some allcoholic drinks which she hoped were as colourful as the fragrance hinted. Unfortunately she was quickly brought back by a hoard of rather unpleasent smells, cigerattes and blood being the obvious ones.

However, Akel was amused by the stereotypes that shr could see and personally would favour to be the buisnessman having the attention of the several faunus. Yet, she reframed from anything more then a quick gaze as she adjusted her eyewear and turned down the volume of her headset slightly.

Akel took note of the big boss and personally wondered why anyone would walk barefooted here but returned to browsing amongst the crowd as she saw the eyepatched gentlemaen give a wink, the idea that it was just a regular wink passing by and hopefully she'd get to clarify it in a later conversation, hopefully when they catch as many crooks as they could.

"Yo" was the casual response that Akel gave as Rachel introduced as the fighter, her gaze directed at Prism as she smiled and brought her hand along the shorter girl's cheek. As Akel smiled she let the hand that was brushing the girl's cheek wrap around the one that Prism had used to undo her ponytail "Later you can do more then undo my ponytail, but for the moment hold onto that for me, I'll want that back later." Akel came off as more seductive then anything, something which she had already started and was going to keep it up to be consistent and wanting to see Prism's cheeks turn red.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #20 on: June 06, 2018, 03:54:47 AM »
The heavily-pierced girl snickered. "Oh, ya plannin' on some..." she said, then produced a series of squeaking, honking and clicking noises. "...in tha back, huh? Well, can' really judge or nothin'. Plen'y o' room back 'ere for ya, if you ca' even move afta' tha fight."

The girl then turned towards the man still taking bets, shouting out: "OI! Kramer! Who's the new chick fightin'?!"

"Fuckin' Sark, lass!"

"Oof. Migh' wanna take a rai'check on tha squeak-squeak, ladies. An'way, I'm guessin' you two can follo' me, then," she continued, gesturing towards the two presumed lovebirds. She then pointed her thumb towards the door that eyepatch had just gone through. "Tha rest o' ya can go git ya seats. Managah seats are at tha front. You'll kno' 'em when ya see 'em."

With that, the girl started leading the way to a set of doors off to the side of the room. It seemed that the crowd was preparing for the fights as well, both the feline compatriot and masked giant having gone inside. The team was splitting up and the mission begins here.



Akel and Prism were led into a brightly lit hallway, several cracks and old stains scattered along the concrete. There were doors on either side of the hall, most marked with number one-through-twelve. One door was marked as 'Custodial Supplies', another remaind unmarked. As you passed an intersecting hallway, the girl stopped. To the left you see a staircase, and to the right - another set of steel doors.

"Right 'en, ova there's tha door to the ring. You're up in twen'y, so don' get too carried away or nothin'. Ya can take dres'n' room ten, should be free tonigh'. Imma head back, got bunch a more fightas comin' in. Real mess tonigh', ya kno'?"

And just like that, the girl was gone. No guards, no cameras, nothing - it seemed that the fighters are given free reign back here. Almost a little too perfect for what they had planned.



The door which Mordred and Rachel would take would lead them into a massive room which resembled a rundown factory assembly room repurposed as an auditorium. Numerous rows of seats surrounded the center of the room, where a massive cage was located - the fighters' entrances seemed to be located where one would have previously found conveyor belts. Set in front of the regular seats were ones which were undoubtedly meant for managers. These were located on three sides of the rom - the one closest to the entrance was currently entirely occupied by one manager alone. It was, of course, cat guy from earlier - while he himself had his arms spread across three seats, every single chair around him was taken by the faunus, all of them in varying states of 'on top of him'.

The next set of seats was mostly free, two of them taken by eyepatch and his companion, a chair remaining empty next to the man. He seemed about as laid back as the cat guy - there was a glass of beer in his hand, though the bowl-cut girl next to him seemed to be eyeing the beverage with distaste.

The last set of manager seats had some room left as well. The large kimono-clad man was sitting in the middle, his two guards at his side. A bottle of vodka laid closeby, but there was something odd about it - as if there was something floating around in it, shapeless and glowing. It didn't appear like he had started drinking, though - the bald man, on the other hand, was already slamming shots.

Mordred remained silent as to not blow his cover. Looks like it would be up to Rachel to lead the way.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #21 on: June 10, 2018, 06:17:38 PM »
Prism just gives the woman with the piercings a little nod, keeping her arm wrapped around Akel's as they're led backstage. One last glance is cast to Rachel and Mordred - be careful - before they disappear down the door meant for fighters.



As their guide disappears, Prism waits a beat for her to fade from hearing, before moving rapidly - dragging Akel into their designated dressing room, before quickly shutting the door behind them. She holds it closed for a beat, then two, and hearing nothing after them, releases a ragged breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "Holy shit, that worked."

Prism pauses, registering what she said, before spinning to face Akel with a blush on her cheeks. "I, uh - I'm sorry about that, it occurred to me that I couldn't get backstage, unless I had like, reason, otherwise I'd be taken out to the floor with Rachel and everyone else, and like - 'arm candy' was the only thing I could think of. So, uh. yeah. Props to catching on so quickly, and like, playing along as well - it's um, really appreciated. " She rubs the back of her neck sheepishly, averting her eyes.

"It's pretty empty back here right now, so I'm going to get going like, immediately - there's one unmarked door out there I should check out before somebody else shows up, and that staircase is bound to lead somewhere else interesting. Are you going to be okay if I take off? Your opponent sounded pretty tough, that 'Sark' dude she was talking about, especially if you couldn't move afterwards, or like, we wouldn't have been able to, uh..." She finishes a bit lamely, making herself blush with the thought again -  the poor bird is talking herself in circles.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #22 on: June 26, 2018, 08:31:56 AM »
Taking her time to survey her choice of companionship before the fight, and also to determine the most likely source of information, Rachel eventually decided to take her seat next to the eyepatch man and his woman 'bodyguard'. Sinking into the seat with an intentional noise of pleasure and relaxation, she tilted her head to make eye contact with the man. "Good day to you." she ventured politely.

From what she last saw, Prism and Akel were now backstage. Mordred's cover would now be the same as all the others in the room--being her bodyguard. She trusted him to follow her move. Now all she needed to do was not blow the entire op. "Know where one could get a few drinks?"
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #23 on: July 01, 2018, 10:02:10 AM »
"Yeah, a real mess. Take care." was all the bat faunus said as she watched the walking pinboard make her exit. Turning her attention to the ummingbird faunus, Akel couldn't help but smile at the cute blush on the smaller girl's cheeks.

Unfortunately for Akel Prism had started to explain what they had just did and the benefits behind it, Wkel just merely stood there patiently waiting forthe girl to finish what she was saying before interjecting "Pash?" the bat faunus put bluntly, playing on how she was acting as Akel's arm candy. "Don't worry about it, I'll be fine, just focus on what you need to do and we'll meet up with the rest lwter and maybe... hang out for a bit afterwards."

"Oh, I'm going to give you ky coat, I'd rathrr not damage it in a fight and it'll also serve as an excuse if you need to meet up with me later seeing as it belongs to me." without pause Akel took unbuttoned and took off her coat to place around the girl's shoulder lightly, being mindful of her wings.

With the coat gone Akel was sporting a sleeveless stripped top that hugged her form with long gloves cutting off just before the shoulder. Her pants were pretty normal with the custom fitting and her boots covering them from knee downwards. The soon to be brawler glanced back to Prism to wave to her before she went to the steel doors to wait and do sone small streching before the fight begun, not bothering with the dressing room since she didn't really bring a wholr new set of clothes.
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #24 on: July 04, 2018, 02:10:18 PM »
The dressing room is plain and rather squalid. Two metal lockers and a cheap wooden closet are lined up on one side of the room, a shoddy looking, filthy sink on the other. A simple full-body mirror stands at the wall near the entrance, a bench in front of it. One thing was for sure - these people did not take them as guests of honor.



Eyepatch glanced at the faunus, the woman next to him squinting at her over his shoulder. He then smirked and raised his hand, snapping his fingers twice. Moments later a redheaded boy in a waistcoat, no older than twenty, hurried out from the side of the room with a metal plate in his hand. On said plate laid a selection of drinks - two glasses of champagne, two glasses of beer and a variety of shots.

"The drinks here are free-of-charge for fighters and managers, so feel free to take what you'd like," Eyepatch explained. Once the waiter was gone once more, he smirked and peered at Rachel once more. "You don't quite look like you're old enough to drink, but I suppose you've already wound up involved in much worse affairs. I gotta tell ya, you kids have a lot of guts to be infiltrating a place like this. So blatantly at that - Peter back there would have had your head on a platter had I not come along!"

"S-sir, why-" the woman tried to speak up.

"Because," Eyepatch interrupted her, "it seems like tonight's going to be a whole lot more interesting than I had anticipated. Oh, and where are my manners - the name is Kepler Hart."
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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #25 on: July 17, 2018, 09:17:50 PM »
"Smart. On that note, I should go - I don't know how long it's going to stay so quiet back here. Good luck out there, beat their ass  black and blue." Prism responds, offering Akel one last smile before slipping out the door. Taking a nervous breath, Prism glances down the hallway - still abandoned - before moving across the hallway to her first stop - the unmarked door from earlier.

Prism opens the door quietly, before slipping inside and immediately closing it behind her, groping on the wall for a lightswitch. She finds it easily enough before flicking it on, turning to reveal the contents of the room - and her jaw slightly drops, before she manages to pick it back up and reach for the camera she was given earlier. It was obviously some former utility closet, based on the rusted boiler across the room, but the contents change it's intents dramatically. Chains, collars restraints - they're covering literally every surface in the room. Near the boiler is a rusted cage with the roof blown off and the bars twisted in crazy directions. Either this place moonlit as a freaky sex dungeon, or they trafficked something in here - animals, people, maybe Grimm? Prism shook her head at the thought, not wanting to know before raising the camera to take several shots of everything in the room. There's a quiet moment as she stares at the restraints, before covering her hand with her coat and reaching out to pick up a collar and pocket it. Who knows, they might need evidence later on.

Nodding to herself as she mentally checks off the boiler room, Prism slips out the door and closes it behind her, taking he opportunity to tie Akel's coat around her waist. She gives another glance down the hallway, before moving on to the dilapidated staircase at the far end and beginning to quietly climb.

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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #26 on: September 18, 2018, 06:17:36 AM »
Akel was noticeably displeased with the state of the waiting room, she didn't even consider touching anything because she didn't know what they had been through or exposed to. 'I just gotta wait, fight, don't kill them, just beat them until they give up. Simple enough.' Akel simply thought as wanted to outright avoid ending a single life even if her opponents didn't share the same sentiment.

Finally, after waiting Akel heard the call and went through the metal doors, she noticed that any old equipment was unceremoniously left in a corner of the room 'that is incredibly lazy of them' was the thought that automatically came through Akel's head. She spotted a guy that was obviously waiting for her and didn't waste any time and cut to the chase

"What's your name, kid?" he asked as he stood infront of the door, in response, Akel just replied with "Alter. Just Alter" she received a raised eyebrow at the odd choice but didn't think anything of it as he motioned to the arena, her hand glancing to the dial as she went through the various settings and eventually stopped on 'combat focus'.

Akel now waited for the guy to give her the cue to enter the arena, tapping her foot on the ground, her aura activated and surrounded her as she was inspecting her sword.
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« Reply #27 on: November 09, 2018, 10:47:42 AM »
”Jane Rowen, and please - chivalry is dead in this day and age. Manners, in fact, do not maketh man.” Rachel replies, taking a glass of beer and tilting her head toward the boy in thanks to cover up any shock that may have leaked through her expressionless face. ”Such a bold statement, Kepler - one might be forgiven for assuming you were always this straightforward.” ‘Jane’ leaned forward, one elbow on a shoddy armrest. ”I’d hardly call this ‘infiltrating’, merely getting in on the action, shall we say. It’s all the rage nowadays.”

It didn’t take more than 10 brain cells to figure out that this man, whoever he was, had their cover blown wide open. Didn’t even take 5 minutes. In either case, something about them had to benefit Kepler, or he’d wouldn’t have covered for them at the entrance. There was still too little Rachel knew to format a proper plan, so in the meanwhile she’d have to play along. ”Shall we toast our fighters’ success?” She offered, raising her glass of beer.

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Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Reply #28 on: November 10, 2018, 04:21:52 AM »
Prism would find a door at the top of the staircase which would lead her into a much nicer looking hall. The walls were actually covered in proper, pure white paint with rows of wooden doors on either side. Next to each door was a plaque with a name and supposed occupation carved into it: R. Joule, Manager; PM, Manager; K. Hart, Manager; G. Bourbon, Manager; Whitaker, Associate; Administrator. There were also several which were blank - if she were to try and open these she'd find the rooms completely empty. Strangely enough, she wouldn't find a single living soul around - even the rooms which were supposedly in use were abandoned.



Mordred remained equally motionless and expressionless while Hart smirked, knocking his glass against 'Jane's'. "I'll offer a toast for yours, at least. It's not my fighter your friend is going up against - at least, not anymore. But I will say... She'll probably need all the luck she can get. Sark can be a real pain a good fighter's behind." As he spoke, he seemed to glance towards the man sitting on the opposite side of the arena - the one dressed in the damn pig mask.

It was at this time that the intercoms hidden away in the corners of the room came to life.

"Lasses and gents, I hope you all found yer seats well, 'cause tonight is going to be a bit of a special fight! A cage match to the last drop, and our administrator's promised us that we'll get a bit of a surprise at the end - we don't know how good it'll be for the fighters, but it's gonna be damn good for the rest of us! And now, without further ado, here comes today's challenger - Alter! A newcomer to the fighting game going up against our reigning champion, we can only wish her luck, can't we?"



As Akel stepped out into the arena, met with cheers and chants on every side, she'd find herself in a fully enclosed metal cage. It looked sturdy enough and capable of withstanding a blow or two, but a heavier strike from a blade might be able to cut through it. As she entered the door behind her was shut and locked. After a short while the chanting quieted down as if in anticipation of something. The intercoms came on once more.

"As for the champion himself - we ought to hope Alter here's made peace with her god, because this man won't be one to show any mercy! Known as the 'Bloody Blade', 'Red Angel' and 'Fucking Psychopath' - it's none other than motherfuckin' Sarkans Tulpe!" the voice announced excitedly, the crowd bursting into cheers again. The door on the opposite side of the cage slid open.

Sark's Theme: Monsta X - DRAMARAMA

Sark stepped out into the cage with his sword resting over his shoulder and a can of coke in his other hand. He was maybe in his twenties or so, with unkempt red hair poking out in every possible direction. The guy was dressed somewhat plainly, with a pair of loose, black trousers, a red undershirt and black suit jacket over it. His intense, deep red eyes remained trained on Akel as he walked out and sipped the soda in his hand. He looked her over, then scoffed and tossed the can in the air, slicing it clean in half with one slash.

"Another one of those creatures. And here I thought I'd get a decent fight," he spat out, loud enough to be heard by Akel - though likely overpowered by the chanting to those in the stands and manager seats.
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