-The man looked about ready to tear Hojo's throat out for that insult, Fortunately for him; The man calmed down and merely smirked at him, For he knew that he'd be a corpse soon-
Beating on some ojisama who's gonna die ain't fun. I'm Asakura by the way.
edited 11th Feb '12 8:50:43 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!...She said she wasn't gonna do it, Meryl!
I know, Millie. I know...
...She said mean things about the government, too!
I know, Millie...
But....but that means....
Yeah...-pulls out a pair of derringer pistols-...I know.
Good! I shall take great pride in forgetting your name immediately, Mister Ass!
edited 11th Feb '12 8:57:24 PM by MacDuffy
...Say that again. I fucking dare you.
-Asakura tried his hardest to look passive, cause with his speed and reaction times honed into a lethal blade by fighting the rider war; He knew that there's a high chance that he could hit the Daimyo square on the face in half a second if he manages to distract him. And taking the deception further, he looks a the chick who pulled out a pair of tiny pistols-
edited 11th Feb '12 8:58:55 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-in a flash, Kotaro's dagger is poised right at Knight's neck-
Shinobi smell bloodlust, you know! I suggest whatever thoughts you have on harming me be disperesed, Mister Ass! Lest you have a nasty fight on your hands...
Meryl! I don't wanna fight!!
It's our job, Millie. We have to do it...
Ooooh....-pulls out a fairly large multi-barreled gun and points it at Cloud- P-please reconsider, Miss!
edited 11th Feb '12 9:03:39 PM by MacDuffy
Heya... Cloud? Um... y-yeah, nyanyway, I got myself, a new pair of brass knuckles! A friend of mine set it up with some fancy gear too!
-The cat grins, showing off his new equipment strapped onto his fists-
That reminds me. I gotta still train Delta on how ta defend himself properly! I'm recovered from that last encounter with a taser, meow!
-upstairs with Cloud, still snuggling with him- You okay, buddy?
edited 11th Feb '12 9:07:48 PM by Tatsumar
Deer-Asakura remained impassive-
But can he smell a mirror monster?
-An incredibly loud, mechanical hissing noise is heard then the shinobi is violently knocked aside by the horned tail of Asakura's giant pet cobra, which had come out of a window-
Don't eat him. Yet.
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-to Edmund- Yeah, it's me... and don't try something like that again.
-to Asakura and Ujimasa- Break it up, you two. Honour is a pretty piss-poor thing to fight over.
-gently places a hand on top of the gun and lowers it- You don't have to do this. You're your own person. What happens to you if you say no?
T-too loud... hurts....
edited 11th Feb '12 9:10:07 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-the mechanical cobra's tail is sliced clean in two by a massive shuriken thrown by Kotaro as he lands-
Such an obnoxious young man. Kotaro, cease!
The mines, that's what. Now either submit, or you'll have far worse than us to deal with.
M-meryl...there's ninjas and snakes in there....
I see that, Millie!
edited 11th Feb '12 9:11:24 PM by MacDuffy
Aww, Cloudy, I can handle myself meow! I'm famous in the Slums fer gettin' in scraps!
Besides, these babies Cyril gave me are enchanted brass knuckles. Comes with a bit of limited teleportation shit. I'm still gettin used to how it works though~
... Shh, you'll get used to it. I promise you... You're stuttering less Cloud. I'm glad that you're getting stronger....
edited 11th Feb '12 9:12:12 PM by Tatsumar
Deer-The tail doesn't break, it appears to be harder than tank armor and as such, the shuriken bounced off it without any damage done to the thing itself-
You're no match for me.
-Asakura pulls out his deck and transforms into Kamen rider Ohja
-
Let's play you fake ninja.
edited 11th Feb '12 9:15:11 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-nods- Alright, then.
-to Millie- You can tell them that I have military training already, and that he needn't waste resources on redundant matters.
Why don't you just leave? He doesn't own you.
I'm not weak... hurts....
edited 11th Feb '12 9:16:24 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Kotaro stands there, arms folded once again, unmoving-
He has already stopped with this conflict under my orders. Cease your whining and do the same!
Oh! Why didn't you just say you already had training?
Well, that's a relief...
That means you get to skip the training and go straight to the draft!
edited 11th Feb '12 9:18:35 PM by MacDuffy
Ah! Are ya guys fightin' without me? Meow, ya should've called me if ya were gonna fight! What a let down man, that's cold~!
I'm not calling you weak.. you're much stronger than I could ever be Cloud. I mean, you were all alone back then, and I had my brothers, but we're both alive right now.... You must be strong to be able to stand it.
edited 11th Feb '12 9:20:49 PM by Tatsumar
DeerWhat If I do this?
-Ohja pulls out a card from his deck-buckle and slides it into the slot of his scepter which he pulled out of... Somewhere-
SWING VENT
-A whip designed after a stingray's tail suddenly materializes on Ohja's free hand and he threateningly tugs on it after putting his scepter away-
Pacifistic assholes. You guys obviously aren't people but fucking robots. And I hate robots.
edited 11th Feb '12 9:25:43 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-to Edmund- It's a petty honour struggle, Edmund. No fun fighting in those.
-to Meryl- I fight for my own reasons. Not for someone else's, and certainly not because someone tells me to. Why don't you just leave? You can't possibly be happy like this. I can smell it on you.
-to Asakura- I said, cut it out.
-says nothing. Has been pressing himself into Delta desperately like a security blanket-
edited 11th Feb '12 9:24:19 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

Nothing against you but screw the government. -chuckles- They can try. Oh yes.
@Strig: Vote on the new plot! PM me your vote.
edited 11th Feb '12 8:50:22 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist