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PostSubject: first impression counts   Thu May 17, 2012 7:26 pm

A blonde haired arrancar with big cat like blue green eyes walked into the arena, ever since he got towards the lobby he hadn’t been feeling well what’s so ever and to make matters worse he couldn’t find his bag with his belongings which also had his medication. So far this day was becoming very annoying, first of all he didn’t get enough sleep and then not only did he get lost before coming towards the arena, but he had also gotten lost in an area where he wasn’t supposed to have been in where he saw the creepiest and strongest opponents. It was mere luck that the only thing that happened to him was a bruised forehead due to someone purposely banging him with the door. However he was lucky to have found his bag, but being so over exhausted and dizzy from the door he ended up taking the wrong kind of medicine and over dosing himself.

Bearing an unusual wide smile on his face, the blonde almost pranced over towards his destination without a care in the world now that he was in his HI bipolar self. He was about 5’6’’ and was wearing his arrancar uniform which consists of a sleeveless tight jacket that stops right above his midsection yet covering his chest with a funnel-shaped turtle neck collar and two black zippers that run down four inches apart. The sleeves have a thin black band that holds onto his arms right under the shoulder, after the two inch black strip the rest of the sleeve is white; the sleeves stop just cm away from his fingertips. his gloves were black and go went way up his arm if it were visible with white hollow bones over each fingertip that attach like a skeleton like finger towards the hollow like bracelet. His stomach is bear showing off his hollow hole, the black sash is a low cut coming way below his midsection. His white hakama is also a low cut that show off his bear thighs, it comes down just below the knee where they are tucked in his boots. His knee high boots are black with a white hollow like skeleton like design. In addition to this he also has two black belts that come from his left shoulder across while only one black belt crosses them from the right side.

Chuckling to himself the young fifteen year old listens towards the ref call out their names. He thought their accent was pretty funny even though last night he was so worried that he couldn’t sleep. Jail wasn’t very confortable without using his powers, but seeing as though he wasn’t all there his hi bipolar self didn’t mind what so ever. “Come on now, let it rip!” he called out sounding very enthusiastic.
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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Thu May 17, 2012 10:10 pm

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An emo looking guy named Zellbrigandier Norman, a bounto, stepped onto the platform. The man was six feet, one inch tall, and 190 pounds. "Ziggy" wore all black and even had black fingernails. And a heart shaped tatto on his neck. This would be his final battle before going up to challenge the floor master Oliver. His opponent was an arrancar. Should be interesting. Ziggy nodded at the other man's shout. The purple eyed man charged head strong and attempted a karate chop to the side of the head, followed up by a kick to the crotch. He was known as a very dirty fighter, yet a dangerious one with his immense strength. Though he wasn't exactly the fastest of people. But he could certainly take a ton of damage.

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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Wed May 23, 2012 5:58 pm

Looking at his opponent, Jail looked very well amused as he smiled almost childlike. His opponent was pretty tall, but he paid no attention as he also charged at the man bearing a wide grin as the man went to karate chop his head. Catching it with his hand, he went full force forward delivering a head but towards the man’s face. Hit or miss, the teen would jump back from the kick that would have hit him in the soft spot. Noticing this, the blonde seemed highly amused especially because it was a dirty trick that would have left him in pain.

“That was a bit dirty don’t you think?” he said as he suddenly sprinted pretty quickly towards the man left and just as fast as he got their he delivered multiple strikes at an extremely fast pace towards the man’s midsection before jumping over him with ease and preforming an open palm strike towards the man’s throat before landing and flipping himself backwards before shooting himself forwards again rapidly towards the man with a spin kick.

Jail in his conscious state was pretty good at hakuda, however in his HI bipolar self he was an expert without even realizing it seeing as though the only thing he wanted to do was fight, win and then fight some more until there is no one left to fight.
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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Tue May 29, 2012 11:38 pm

The arrancar caught his chop, and Ziggy matched headbutt with headbutt. He is strength and durability. His opponent then jumped back and spoke before dashing off towards him again. Straight towards him? He would have been better off doing a flanking manuever. The guy crouched down somewhat and matched only a few of the blows while the rest hit him squarely in the chest. Then came a jump with a palm thrust. Ziggy ducked lower and actually did a front flip for an axe kick to catch the guy in midair. Once the arrancar landed, he again charged, doing a spin kick. Ziggy caught the kick in the ribs and held onto him. He then threw the creature.

As the spiritual being flew in the air, Ziggy followed suit, aiming a punch to the gut followed by a poke to the eye and another shot at the crotch. Or instead of the kick to the crotch, he would kick him in the shin, whichever he had the greator opportunity for success. He then jumped back. "I'm known as a dirty fighter...there is no rules of conduct in a fight, if you can manage a shot at the balls or a poke'em in the eye, why shouldn't you exploit it? That's my take at least. You're welcome to fight however you wish, though..." He spoke in a very heavy British accent. And now he waited for the man's own response.

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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Wed Jun 06, 2012 6:50 pm

Blood gently trickled down the arrancars head as a result from the head-butt; though keeping an amused grin, it was as if he didn’t notice the blood. Taking him straight forward he fought him up close, managing a few blows to the chest till the bounto decided to counter attack. As the guy ducked he came at him with a kick, blocking it with his arm he was sent back towards the ground with a pretty decent bruise. Without taking another thought at it, the blonde charged back trying a spin kick instead which was caught. Blinking in a bit of confusion, the blonde was easily tossed through the air causing him to lose his balance.

Getting punch in the gut in midair caused the arrancar to cough, but even before he could breathe the bounto poked him in the eye and then kicked him up the crotch causing him to bend looking blue. For a brief moment he held this position as the bounto spoke with a British accent. Droplets of blood slowly trickled onto the floor from the open wound on his forehead as he was bent. Having caught sight of the blood his dilated pupil became constricted, even though he saw it with only one eye. Regaining his composer; he slowly lifted up to face him with a creepy-amused grin on his face, but keeping his other eye closed.

“Sounds like fun; I hate it when rules spoil one’s fun and games, I’m glad you fight dirty… however I really hope that means you are known for repainting the floor red too!” he said as he charged back at the bounto. His speed seemed a lot faster than he was before and with a swift movement, the blonde slammed his hand into the ground just inches away from the bounto. The concrete floor smashed causing bits and pieces to fly which the arrancar began to kick directly towards the bounto.

His hand was bleeding from the sudden action of smashing the floor and the arrancar loved it; as soon as he was done kicking at least seven good pieces at him, he launched himself forward hands extended towards the man’s gut which would pierce him due towards the arrancars sharp nails and brute force. If dodged or blocked the arrancar would perform a breaking roundhouse kick towards the man’s throat before hitting his knuckles against his ribs looking quite violent as he savagely tries to hurt the man.
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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:00 pm

A little bit of blood also trickled from Ziggy's forehead, but that was just part of the game. Ziggy grinned a tad in amusement at the man's response. Good to see someone else that wasn't so bent up into honor and rules of conduct and all that other BS. He was almost kicked out early on because he was known for "painting the floor red". This was going to be an interesting match. The arrancar again charged, but this time slammed his hands on the ground. The bounto jumped back as seven good sized peices were kicked at him. The first hit him in the gut, but he caught the second and threw it at the third. Dodged the fourth and fifth, but the sixth got him in the shin. The seventh, he knocked away. His shin was now bleeding a tad.

Then came the next set of attacks. The bounto aimed a palm thrust to the face and turned sideways, the sharp nails merely scratching his stomach as he tried to break the man's nose. Ziggy was able to block the roundhouse kick with his forearm, and did a double chop at the clavicle (collar bone) on each side of the arrancar's neck as he hit him in the ribs.

Ziggy slid back four feet. Still well within striking range, even if he knew one rib broke, and the other cracked. The black haired Brit spat blood at the man's face. He then jumped up and did an axe kick straight down. If he missed, there would be a small crater around the impact area. If he hit, he would continue to pummel the arrancar that was below him with everything he got. If he missed, he would tackle the creature and do an improvised suplex on him. If the tackle missed, he would land on his hands and do spin kicks.

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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Wed Jun 20, 2012 3:34 pm

As the bounto began to defend himself from the random pieces of the floor, Jail smiled almost hysterically as he then charged for the next set of attacks. How he saw everything was black, white and shades of grey, but as for the color red it was as if it had been contrasted into a bright crimson colored reflecting much brighter than what it should be. Scratching his stomach, he aimed his free hand for his palm thrust and matched it, thus pushing his own hand back. Aiming a roundabout kick, the bounto blocked it with his forearm. Hitting him in the ribs, the bounto aimed a double chop which connected and sent the arrancar down to the floor.

Both collar bones were cracked sending electric signals towards his brain, but seeing as though he was in his hi bipolar state he didn’t seem to flinch as blood was spat at his face. His pupils were constricted so small that they looked wild. The bounto then jumped and aimed an axe kick causing the arrancar to back off while he made a small crater in the ground. A wide creepy Cheshire like grin was still held upon the blondes face; even after he was tackled the expression didn’t change. However, as the bounto tried to perform a suplex on him; the arrancar’s feet both hit the ground first. Now being head to head with the bounto, he chuckled in amusement before throwing the bounto at the wall; if by any chance the bounto was too heavy for him to toss or if he had a better grip on the ground than he himself did, than he would undo the suplex as if they were on rewind and therefor use the spin to give him the strength to toss him onto the floor.

Whether he was at the wall or on the floor, the arrancar would stomp towards the bounto’s spinal cord before kicking off. Hit or miss, he would bounce off like a bunny leaving cracks behind as he would land on his hands and then his feet again before launching himself back at the bounto like a canon with his sharp nails launched out for the man’s gut or spinal cord, whatever he was facing. Hit or miss, the blonde would then shove an open palm thrust up his face/ back of the head before thrusting his other hand forwards in order to impale him all the meanwhile as he giggled like a giddy school girl. Jail was very good at hand to hand combat; however for some odd reason when he was in this state he was more of an expert though he didn’t seem to care to block. Having an odd passion for blood, he deeply enjoyed seeing it no matter who it was from.
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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Tue Jun 26, 2012 7:19 pm

So much for the suplex. But Ziggy was still too big for the other man to throw him. But the spin did allow the bounto to be thrown to the ground. It was a nice move. However, this was far from over. He rolled away and got up. Only to duck again from the flying arrancar. This was fun. He matched the palm thrust with a headbutt and used other arm to redirect the impaling attempted. At the same time, Ziggy aimed a fist to the face. Despite this monster's durability, even he was getting worn down.

He kicked an odd peice of rubble, aiming at the man's gut. Then an overhead swing to crash right on top of Jail's head, followed by a backhand swing to the chest if dodged. Then came a knee to the gut that would extend into a kick if he backed off, and hopefully nail him before he got out of range. He ran and did a sweep kick and attempted to go for the groin again with a heavy fist. Or if that was out of reach, another to the face.

The Referee watched. He knew both were insane. But until one or both were unable to fight or broke the rules, he couldn't get involved. But he was much prepared to do so if things got too out of hand. The crowd was enjoying the fight very well, almost as much as when a newcomer named Temida took on Jaden Carns. But at least in that battle, both knew when to quite. That wouldn't be the case here.

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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Tue Jun 26, 2012 9:19 pm

Jail was now panting, but his frozen psychotic grin was almost plastered to his face even as his stomp missed. Upon impact, the ground cracked and he bounced of landing as a hand stand before kicking off the ground and attacking again. The bounto was pretty quick to react as he matched his open palm thrust with his head-butt and as well redirected his attempt to impale him. The fist to his face knocked his face to the side, but he was still standing and so he hit back with his knuckles towards the bounto’s throat. His blonde hair was soon having streaks of red in it and his manic grin was half way open as if he wasn’t getting enough air, but yet he showed no signs of stopping or letting it disturb his fun.

As the bounto kicked an odd piece of rubble at him, the arrancar punched it back towards the bounto’s face thus bruising his own knuckles almost instantly. As the overhead swing came to crash on top of his head, the arrancar thrusted himself forward taking the hit and shoving his knuckles towards the bounto’s throat. The knee to the gut caused the arrancar to spit out blood; however he didn’t lose his composer as he appeared to have enjoyed it. Blood slowly trickled down the sides of his lips as he was kneed in the gut, punching forward he aimed for the man’s gut before backing off a bit to launch forward. In doing this, the bounto swept kicked him causing him to fall on his back with a quick thump on his back. Looking up, his smile widened almost diabolically as his heavy fist came down.

Having a wicked expression on his face, the boy separated his legs, letting the bounto slam his fist into the ground. As soon as it made impact, the blonde wrapped his legs around the arm; using one leg he kept the arm straight while he used the other leg to break the arm the wrong way. If this works then he would attempt to break his arm applying pressure and slowly yet painfully snapping the bone without a care if the bounto was punching him or hurting him, however if he manages to escape his grip then he would slam his foot into the bounto’s face. Hit or miss, broken arm or face or not, the arrancar would do a back flip in order to kick up the bounto’s face before landing on his feet and dashing forwards again without a care for his own safety.

As soon as he was close enough, the arrancar hit his gut with his left hand and then jump up with his right elbow towards his face and then end the spin with a kick towards the gut. All the meanwhile he was panting heavily and loudly and even managing to lick his own lips to taste the blood. Red, everything he saw was becoming red; it was such a beautiful color that brought so much joy out of him. He wanted more of it; he wanted to see more and more of it. Just the thought of bathing in the crimson liquid was delightful, but causing it to rain was the real challenge. Laughing wildly as he fought, he no longer had a conscious that was telling him to stop.
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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Sun Jul 01, 2012 12:09 am

The knuckles got his throat, but that did nothing to deter his assault. The piece of rubble smacked him in the forehead, doing nothing but make the small cut already there a tiny bit larger. Again the arrancar aimed for the throat, but was blocked by the forearm of his right arm, though now it was effectively broken. He slid back and spat up blood when the fist to the gut hit him. But he recovered quickly and went at him.

And that earned him another broken arm. But he felt no pain and just lifted the being up and slammed him down. Nothing will stop him except tearing off all his limbs. And would repeatedly slam the being onto the floor, slowly destroying it with every slam as Jail slowly broke his arm more and more. After a little bit, the smaller creature tried to do a back flip kick, but Ziggy leaned back, the kick missing by a hair. With his already severely broken left arm, he matched the first to the gut, effectively turning it to jelly, but stopping in nonetheless. But the elbow broke his nose, though with his broken right arm, still attempted a slam to the neck. He also managed to kick away the spin kick, and do one of his own aiming for the face.

But the referee stopped it, and paralyzed both with this spiritual pressure. With a device, he analyzed the damage to each opponent. He ruled Jail the winner and knocked both of them out, as he knew neither would stop until one or the other was dead.

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PostSubject: Re: first impression counts   Mon Jul 09, 2012 8:36 pm

Laughing hysterically as his knuckles broke the bounto’s forearm, his grin almost widened even more as more blood was spilled. The crowed was going wild for the boy’s attempts to tear each other apart, but it was though Jail didn’t once hear it. It was as if the crowed did not exist to him. The bounto recovered rather quickly as he attacked the arrancar. Now on the floor, the arrancar used his legs to break his other arm; however the bounto response was not in pain. Though haven broken the bounto’s arm, the bouto was still able to lift him up and slam him against the concrete which caused his head to bleed even more.

It was painful, but Jail lacked the sense to respond as he was again lifted and slammed, lifted and slammed violently towards the ground. At this point the arrancar was feeling unstable as his body was becoming severely bruised up looking a lot worse than what Jail felt. Finally kicking back, he landed on his feet before charging again the arrancar tried to hit his gut with his left hand but it was matched causing the blonde to then jump up with his right elbow towards his face breaking his nose in the process even though the bounto’s slam to the neck made contact. Falling back from the hit to the neck, the blonde preformed a spin kick towards the bounto’s gut. The kick however did not make contact as the bounto quickly kicked it away and then aimed a kick for his face when the referee interfered.

Panting sadistically as he was paralyzed by the ref’s spiritual pressure, the blonde slowly began to calm down as the crowds began to complain about this sudden act. He was feeling rather sick now and his vision was beginning to become hazy. Being ruled the winner; the blonde looked rather un-amused seeing as though he wanted to more blood, but as he slowly fell from his HI bipolar self towards his low bipolar self, he soon became quite calm and timid as if he was another person. “I’m sorry for my behavior, I’ll do my best not to let it happen again…” he muttered softly to the ref as soon as he was released. It was as if he was a completely different person as he looked back at the bounto and bowed in respect before taking off.
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