Anthony:
Anthony got up and quickly leapt out of the way. How long will this fight have to last before the other person gives up? If this keeps going Malak and the Sayian wont have anything left for the Tournament itself.
Jessica:
“It’s not like there’s much choice in the matter,” Jessica said, getting ready to fight. This old guy doesn’t look too thought, but with age comes experience.
---------------------Denku----------------------
The tournamnet is starting get tehre fast!
-----------------Anthony-----------------------------
Malak let loose a skillfull round house and backed up satisfyed, teh saiyan stands up wounded. "Fine i'll just ind sonmeone else to challenge!" he says walking away.
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"Ok then let me know when your ready..." he says getting into a unique older style defensive position.
(Bah! Damn exhausting classes)
Anthony:
“Heh, I don’t envy the next person he fights,” Anthony muttered, half amused at the thought. “So now that this is over the tournament better start soon.”
Jessica:
“Okay, here I come,” Jessica said, darting forward. Attacking with a sweeping low, attempting to trip the old man up.
--------------------Jessica-----------------------------------
The old man jumps teh blow and leaves a weak punch to your face teh suprise of this makes you stumble back he smiles the punch was meant to be weak.
----------------------Anthony----------------------------------
"Im sre t will start soon it seems to be getting underway." he said looking about.
Anthony:
“That’s good to know. I don’t know if it’s my sayian blood making me thirst for fight or my general instinct wanting me to leave as soon as possible that’s making me so impatient, either way the sooner I win that prize money and get out of here the better.” Anthony eyed the crowd. How long until someone tried his or her luck against him, he wondered, then another thought came to him, what about Jessica, he could of sworn he’d seen her before and he was sure that she was getting some fighting training too, did this mean she was entering the tournament? Anthony had trained her himself and knew that she had potential, but after all these years without training and with all these powerful fighters that forced even Anthony to rethink his game plan, was she willing to risk serious injury to get to him? He best keep a close eye on the situation.
Jessica:
Jessica recovered, she was right this guy did have experience, she darted forward again, this time throwing a punch forward with her left fist at the old man’s face.
Anthony:
“About bloody time,” said Anthony, obviously irritated, as he looked for someone who would know who he would be fighting first.
Jessica:
Jessica stood there a little stunned at how the man just walked off then let out a little laugh of relief before running off to where she was needed for the tournament.
(Where would Sam be..?)
Majin Sho had listened to the crowds, a tournament or something along those lines. Blue eyes staring blankly at the large building/arena. "Pwa.." Footsteps finally sounding, he pushed his way through sending various people into walls and the like. Standing in front of the registration stand, he stared blankly at the tremoring man. "Sign Sho!" At that he beat his chest once before turning around yet again and simply flying through the ceiling.
~ok back I'll try now, DSho teh outnrey sdsarted bu dont worry you can be in~
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"Sir we have already stated-" he sees your hidious powerul form and is immediately terrified. "Bu-bu-but I am sure you can be in... chalend=ge anyone you like for a spot that has one..." he said pointing to people who hav etourney bdges,
~evyerone else the tourney wil start tomorrow and lest hope you get it done by that time or you can be in we need to rush this Tourney so we can get to teh next sagas~
Having the upgrades could be declared as a plus hearing the approach of Sam already. Rising from the table, Bladerunner tore the cables attached to him off while standing now. Skin slowly healing again, partially visible slots indicated where the blades had been shifted and most likely resharpened. Skin slowly healed over this blocking it from sight. Orange eyes quietly stared at the unconscious Goku, almost thinking the worse. Scanning Goku, he let his eyes meet Sam's. He was trying to trick Dr. Gero into thinking he killed Goku. He wasn't..he couldn't let some faulty trick..Wouldn't Dr. Gero just throw his tools away after the job had been completed. Freedom wasn't granted to those that completed parameters, unless Dr. Gero was still bent on world domination, Bladerunner couldn't pin-point an exact reason to be kept alive. "Fool."
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Sho stared blankly at the crowd with the tournament badges. "Sho need shiny thing?!" Moving slowly over, Sho stopped just in front of a rather large muscular man. The man made Sho's frame seem almost like a stick. Staring at the man, Sho pointed to the badge. "Give me."