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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 18, 2009 3:56:03 GMT -5
Pushed into the circle with a bunch of shirtless men all looking anxious, sweaty and extremely aggressive.
"This reminds me of a video I saw on the internet...Except it was a girl instead of me... hehe.." Keeping my fists up and looking all around me.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 18, 2009 4:02:48 GMT -5
"You Tommy my friend, are becoming a liability, and I dont need that. Especially with the stuff I am organising" He yells pointing right a Tommy"You my good sir will be facing challengers till I feel you have proved yourself to me!" At that second a man with spiked hair, wifebeater and sweat pants runs at Tommy swinging a hard right hook, right into Tommy's jaw.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 18, 2009 4:25:58 GMT -5
Tommy looking at Mr. Psycho with shock, jaw wide open and staring until SMACK! A fist comes crashing into the side of my face sending me to the ground. I turn to look at the spikey haird freak who slugged me, tense up, and leap up at him growling. Grabbing him in a bearhug and headbutting again and agian untill blood starts to flow from both our heads and splattering on the ground. He breaks out of it and lands a roundhouse kick across my face and goes for another but I grab his foot this time and pull him down to the ground scraping him against the concrete. Sitting on him he starts to furiously, desperately landing punches to my torso and my arms reaching to choke him out. Kicking me off and trying to get up off the ground spitting blood out I slide tackle his face breaking his neck. Prodding and ndging the guy, he's either gone limp or he has actually died.
Breathing heavily trying to catch my breath "How was that?"
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 18, 2009 4:38:11 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho just smiles viciously, he was slightly impressed. But before anyone can do anything else, an asian man, a bit shorter than Tommy leaps out and does a hard roundhouse to Tommy's knee. Two creature sprint out and drag the first fighter out of the ring.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 18, 2009 4:47:24 GMT -5
"Let's go chinatown!"
Getting back off the ground I make a leap for him but he easily moves and I faceplant the concrete, tasting blood in my mouth. Slamming a fist into the ground I get up and go crazy swinging recklessly trying to hit him, but hitting nothing but air. He moves in and plants a fist into the side of my neck, quickly bending my head over so I've got my head and sholuder keeping his arm in a vice like grip I bring my other hand down grabbing hold of his face and squeezing, my fingers breaking through his skin and through his cheeks then I pull it out and smack him straight in the face sending him skidding across the floor through the blood and sweat. He's groaning and rolling round slowly but manages to get up. I walk briskly over to him he tries to crawl away I turn him over with my foot get on his back and grab hold of a great big tuft of his hair and proceed to smash his face into the ground. Blood and bone fragments flying up and smearing my face laughing maniacally at the fun of it all.
"MORE!!" I scream to Mr. Psycho ripping the asian's scalp off and throwing it to the crowd.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 18, 2009 4:54:10 GMT -5
The crowd screams for Tommy, they love him. Mr. Psycho loving every second of it, and seeing what its doing to Tommy. A mohawk guy sneaks up behind Tommy and gets his arms in a lock, a bald guy, very muscular, starts smashing Tommys ribs with his fists while headbutting him.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 18, 2009 5:05:23 GMT -5
Having the wind knocked out of me and my arms losing circulation. So using the guy behind me to keep me in the air I swing one leg into the groin of the guy in front and the other leg into the other one behind me. They break off holding themselves and moaning, the one in front holding his knees so I run, jump stomp his head and using the momentum do a somersault through the air and land on the guy behind me sending him face first to the concrete, squirming my feet into him. The other ones recovering I make a run at him but the one below me grabs my ankles and trips me they both use the advantage to start kicking my body and head around. Getting animalistic now I start giving low growls and dribbling, grabbing a foot and digging deep into it and wrenching it from his socket breaking it instantly. The other fighter is barely phased as he is focusing on killing only me and not caring much for the other guy he keeps kicking but I have been able to loosen the pressure being laid onto me and getting up and quick as a flash grabbing hold of his face I move close enough to bite deep into his forehead and tear his face off then as he recoils in terror and pain I plunge a fist into his chest and,scrambling around inside savouring his moment of agony, rip out his still beating heart and devour it right there in front of everyone. Blood dribbling down my chin and making little splatter noises on the ground I look back to Mr. Psycho.
"How much more of this non-sense must we go through? I'm really not sure these men want to die. I'm under the understanding of being under the underside of the bridge on the underside that they are only here for a bit of fun?" Grinning menacingly at him.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 18, 2009 5:16:19 GMT -5
"You see, this was the point. I need men and creatures that will DIE for me" Says Mr. Psycho"And you werent really meant to kill them, but the crowd loved it... So I wasnt gonna stop ya... But I want to see how much you can take!!" he yells. The crowd goes silent. "WACKY!!! GET OUT HERE!!!" Screams Mr. Psycho The crowd all gasp. A huge hairy black creature with beaming red eyes sprints out of nowhere and does a thunderous clothesline to Tommy.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 19, 2009 2:01:07 GMT -5
Looking up at the hairy beast before, not really sure what the hell it is, I go to get up but the best steps over and keeps his foot down hard on my chest. The winds getting crushed out from me I try to lift his foot off me but it's like trying to outwiegh a bulldozer!
"ARRRGGGHHH!!!!!" With as much strength as I can manage I start grabbing at its toes and bending them having to hear a few of snap before the beast lets up it jumps back taking up a battle stance I get up catching my breath back. I smack my head a few times and run at the beast, it runs at me full speed and we clash into eachother rolling on the ground wrestling eachother to try get on top, biting, punching, choking one another I get him on his stomach on the ground pull him up and put attempt a sleeper hold on it, it pulls its arms up and shoves its thumbs in my eyes. I tighten my grip and the beast keeps pushing till a little blood starts to come out.
I let go and back off regaining my vision, the beast gasps for air. For a second nothing happens, we're staring eachother down, trying to break eachother then move in for the kill like real animals.
We circle for a bit, the crowd beying for blood, cracking my knuckles and neck I jump around getting ready for what's to come. Then once agan the beast starts running unbelievably fast, I get a run up but nowhere near as fast as I need to counter its momentum just before the impact I jump up and dropkick the beast square in the chest knocking the wind out of it and I fall to the ground, my head smacking against the concrete leaving me unconcious.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 20, 2009 22:13:15 GMT -5
Wacky regains his fighting stance, then continues to attack Tommy. Ripping and shredding Tommys stomach. Mr. Psycho pulls a shovel out of his pocket."Wacky, enough." He says. Then points at two guys in the crowd"You two, fight now! And I want to see blood!" He giggles"Wacky get the bodies and follow me" he says, then Wacky does exactly what Mr. Psycho says. They walk out back of the restaurant and find a dirt patch. The moon is there only light. Wacky drops the bodies, Mr. Psycho throws him a shovel. "Digs us a hole my amigo, then throw the bodies in there."He says"cant have dead bodies all around the restaurant, thats bad for business... and we are professionals!!" Wacky digs the hole up within seconds and throws all the bodies in it, Tommys body is among them, wacky buries them. "They say its usually the clown that gets the last laugh..."Mr. Psycho says, his head hung down in sadness"Well not this time, SUCKAHH!!"He adds screaming, followed shortly by hysterical laughter. Wacky and Mr. Psycho walk back into the restaurant.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jun 21, 2009 1:37:38 GMT -5
The dirt was roughly piled on and smoothed out. Mr. Psycho and Wacky had walked off, taking the shovel with them. The ground began to stir, then muffled screams came up from the earth and a bloodied, dirty fist punched through the freshly laid earth. Then as the arm reaches around feeling desperately for something to hold onto then followed by another fist, then arm. Slowly the rest of the clown pulled its way through from its shoddy grave.
"BLEEAARRGGHHH!!" Spitting dirt out and wiping cold damp mud from my eyes. Pissed off I dig the rest of the bodies out and gorge myslef on cold, dead flesh. Sinews ripping apart and long strips of sking hanging from my teeth. "That furry fool will regret the day he didn't make sure the clown was destroyed.."
Dragging what was left of one corpse I gather my bearings and head back to the funhouse..
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jun 21, 2009 2:02:22 GMT -5
Akira could not help herself, she was utterly curious. She had tortured people in the streets, that was not enough. She was on her way and saw Mr. P but wondered where Tommy was.
"Hello, what are you up to now?" She asked Mr. P.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 21, 2009 23:04:36 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho gives Wacky a little signal, and in a second Wacky vanishes. "Hello my darling, not so bitchy now are we?"He giggles, then answers her question "I am going back into the restaurant's basement to watch two full grown men beat eachother to a bloody pulp... I may even give them weapons" He says in a disturbingly calm tone. "Would a certain someone like to join me?" He asks rubbing Akira's tummy, then holding out his arm for her to grab.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jun 22, 2009 10:42:53 GMT -5
Akira grinned and gladly took his hand, "wheres the clown?"
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 22, 2009 23:06:24 GMT -5
"The who?.. Oh! the clown! Well.. He's just BURIED in his work" Mr. Psycho says, laughing hysterically, clearly emphasizing the 'buried'. Then at the speed of light, Mr. Psycho picks up Akira holding her in the cradling position and he sprints to the restaurant. And down some narrow stairs, all of a sudden they're both in a dimly light basement, with alot of other people. Two bloody and bruised men are fighting in the centre of a big circle. "There we go" Says Mr. Psycho gently putting Akira down.
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