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deernet2022-04-07 12:10 pm
strikefirster) wrote in deernet2022-04-07 12:10 pm
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2nd Strike | Video | UN: 1stStrike | KARATE WAR BEGINS
[ The feed opens to show Ozpin within the sitting room of his manor in Gaze, hands folded over his filigreed walking cane. The glow of the moon combines with his overwrought wallpaper to make the background luridly green. He smiles thinly over his tinted glasses; he seems tense about something offscreen. ]
Good afternoon, everyone. I recognize it has been some time since I last discussed my services on this network... and so I wish to put out a call once again. For those who wish to hone their skills in combat, my name is Professor Ozpin, and I am glad to welcome students new and old.
As it happens, I have met with [ and here's an obvious flicker of annoyance ] several other combat instructors in town, and we have devised an event which all might enjoy. [ He turns his attention to the right, and the camera pans with him, to another silver-haired man. ]
Thank you, Professor Ozpin. [ He nods, turning back to look at the camera with a warm smile. ] Hello, everyone. I'm Terry Silver.
We'll be holding a martial arts tournament with both armed and unarmed divisions. We hope to hold it sometime in May, just for some friendly competition and a bit of motivation to learn and improve your self-defense skills. [ Will it stay friendly? Probably not. ]
All three of us will be offering lessons separately, and if you're a teacher with at least one student you can sign your own school up as well.
[ He looks to his right, clenching his teeth as he tries not to look too annoyed with Johnny. ] Anything you'd like to add, Sensei Lawrence?
[ Johnny moves in front of the two men who tower over him so he’s the prime focus of the feed from here on out. ]
Listen up, nerds.
This tournament is going to have some ground rules for anyone who wants to participate.
Rule number 1: No powers, magical bullshit, or any other crap like that. A real badass doesn’t need those in a fight. He- Or she beats the crap out of her opponent with their own two hands or a weapon in this case.
Rule number 2: These fights aren’t an all out brawl. This is going to be a test of skills. You’ll be awarded points in a match. You need three points to win. You’ll be awarded points for a clean hit to the head or body.
Rule number 3: No murder. This should go without fucking saying. We’re here to kick ass and take names. A real winner knows when he’s won.
And finally- Now, Paul!
[ The camera shifts slightly as a human-sized stuffed ninja wearing a “Super Awesome Ninja School” t-shirt is thrown into frame. Johnny leaps up and kicks it in the chest and out of frame before landing on the ground in one solid motion. ]
This is an open challenge to any of the other combat schools looking to start up. Next month, be there or be square.
[OOC: Green font is Ozpin, Blue is Terry, Red is Johnny.
More info on this player plot can be found here! ]
Good afternoon, everyone. I recognize it has been some time since I last discussed my services on this network... and so I wish to put out a call once again. For those who wish to hone their skills in combat, my name is Professor Ozpin, and I am glad to welcome students new and old.
As it happens, I have met with [ and here's an obvious flicker of annoyance ] several other combat instructors in town, and we have devised an event which all might enjoy. [ He turns his attention to the right, and the camera pans with him, to another silver-haired man. ]
Thank you, Professor Ozpin. [ He nods, turning back to look at the camera with a warm smile. ] Hello, everyone. I'm Terry Silver.
We'll be holding a martial arts tournament with both armed and unarmed divisions. We hope to hold it sometime in May, just for some friendly competition and a bit of motivation to learn and improve your self-defense skills. [ Will it stay friendly? Probably not. ]
All three of us will be offering lessons separately, and if you're a teacher with at least one student you can sign your own school up as well.
[ He looks to his right, clenching his teeth as he tries not to look too annoyed with Johnny. ] Anything you'd like to add, Sensei Lawrence?
[ Johnny moves in front of the two men who tower over him so he’s the prime focus of the feed from here on out. ]
Listen up, nerds.
This tournament is going to have some ground rules for anyone who wants to participate.
Rule number 1: No powers, magical bullshit, or any other crap like that. A real badass doesn’t need those in a fight. He- Or she beats the crap out of her opponent with their own two hands or a weapon in this case.
Rule number 2: These fights aren’t an all out brawl. This is going to be a test of skills. You’ll be awarded points in a match. You need three points to win. You’ll be awarded points for a clean hit to the head or body.
Rule number 3: No murder. This should go without fucking saying. We’re here to kick ass and take names. A real winner knows when he’s won.
And finally- Now, Paul!
[ The camera shifts slightly as a human-sized stuffed ninja wearing a “Super Awesome Ninja School” t-shirt is thrown into frame. Johnny leaps up and kicks it in the chest and out of frame before landing on the ground in one solid motion. ]
This is an open challenge to any of the other combat schools looking to start up. Next month, be there or be square.
[OOC: Green font is Ozpin, Blue is Terry, Red is Johnny.
More info on this player plot can be found here! ]
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It's not me I'm worried about. It's people around me. I want to keep them as safe as possible.
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This is the concept of collateral damage, is it not? Forgive me. My strength is not of sufficient magnitude as to create damage that I do not intend generally, but I believe yours is.
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Um, of the heroes you met in that other place--Asgard--did any of them... uh, keep it secret?
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Very rarely. There was a guild who were obsessed with secrecy who worked together for many solar cycles, but honestly they were so many that it is hard to really call them an assassin's guild, when they had probably twenty members on the low end. Worst kept secret in that whole town.
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I think they brought a private club over to Asgard from their world. They must have done more culling there.
[And then some.]
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[ Yeah, no, he only knows about this stuff in the context of preparing to arrest a major criminal. ]
Then again, the fact that I exist and am a Hero is known. I can't really judge.
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It might have been more of an association like "Heroes" as it existed in Asgard. They simply used the nomenclature they knew in their world. There were very few stealth cullings needed.
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Well... if you think of anyone else I could take tips from, let me know. I'll take any advice I can get.
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Or, should you simply need something durable to punch. This is an acceptable alternative.
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[ He brightens a little. He's just constantly filled with admiration at all the things people can do. This was true before he came to Trench. ]
I'll see you around practice. We definitely want to stress-test your new stuff before the tournament.