Colosseum The Battle for The City || Open ||

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[Just small OOC before I begin. This open battle/combat RP for those who are interested. You may post if you wish. This super-powered combat setting. Nothing too crazy so keep powers below or right at building level. Rules are simply. Don't Auto-Hit, Be fair and have fun. Please if you going to post make sure you can do at least Paragraph RP and Upwards. This topic is open to anyone with maximum of six people allowed. If you have any question feel free to message me.]

The calm before the storm.

There was something in the air. He could feel it. Years of experience had taught him that much. Was he excited? Of course. The Joestar carved battle. It was an addiction to him. A fight was thrilling. The idea of clashing with strong oppenect. That was truly bliss. It wasn’t even about winning. It was about the fight itself. So even feeling this tension in the air. He just stood on the empty street under one of the street lamps….waiting.

It was a full moon tonight. The light bounced off the tall skyscrapers and unfinished buildings of the city. The stars were hanging in the sky. It was a peaceful evening...and yet he knew that peace wouldn’t last for long. This made him smile. He leaned his back against the pole behind him with a cigarette hanging between his lips.

This man….looked like a freak of nature. Skin like that of living shadow, eyes as pale as the moonlight with no pupil to them. He was eight feet tall and his body was that of a body-builder. He looked like a brute. A bruiser in terms of his physical form. This form was wrapped in a three piece suit. Italian made and looked pretty expensive. He had his fedora tipped upwards exposing his face. He wasn’t trying to hide.



Anyone who wanted to challenge him was more than welcome too. He smirked flashing teeth that looked more like rows of fangs then actually teeth at that idea. The humming of the street lightning didn’t dull his senses. He expanded his them past himself. He was listening for any sharp movements. He smelled the air for any new scents. He kept eyes peeled on any movements within darken alleyways around him.

Who would come to face him? Does anyone have the balls to do it? He sure hoped so….he didn’t want them to chicken out now. He got his blood boiling. One way or another he was going to be fighting someone this evening.

 

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"Hey, Jak. Why are we goin' this way anyway? It's more boring then watching paint dry. The small fuzzy ottsel decided to go on another adventure with his friend, Jak who decided to battle a opponent he'd never heard of or seen before but he'd take the fight. He already had his supplies and other things when he and Daxter left for the agreed upon location wherever this man or creature was...

Daxter eyed Jak "You sure this is a good idea, Jak? I mean you've never even heard of this guy to begin with and you wanna fight him?

Jak turned toward the ottsel and grinned at his friend "Hey, It will be fun! Besides it beats whatever else we'd be doing... Saving the world jobs have just been drying up lately."

Daxter stared back at Jak, who was driving the Hellcat toward the location.

"Still I don't trust the information given on this guy by the others. Are you absolutely sure we'll be fine?
Jak landed the Hellcat a fair distance away and held his Morph gun, something was close, somehow and he'd beat whoever it was to the punch.

Daxter stared up into the distance, looking for said opponent. "So where is this mysterious man?"

Jak eyed where Daxter was pointing "Not sure, but be on the lookout with a man with black skin, fangs and perhaps more...


(Hope this is alright, paint)
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darkred

Two new scents entered the area. How amusing. Jovanni Joestar. That was his full title. He could be an infamous hitman even among the more supernatural types. He was known world wide in a sense. That was the best part of it all. People could be drawn here by his name alone. Were these two new scents here for that reason? He didn't know. He didn't care. He just felt the rush as these scents got closer. He leaned away from the light pole and began to walk towards them. He would just follow their scent down street lines unless they somehow were able to cover their scent up quickly. He would be upon them in about a minute or two.

After that he would round the corner stopping about 50 feet from the pair. He took in both of these creatures. A elven perhaps? Jovanni had met elves before. This humanoid looked like one only the ears were a little different and then the being close to it was some kind of.....rat? Weasel. The Street lamp he stopped under was surrounded by shadows. He smirked at the pair of beings not saying anything at first simply watching as they advanced unless they stopped themselves. They were currently on one of the main streets of this city.

 

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Daxter was about to say something in particular about the man's appearance in particular as he pointed out the dressed "shadow man's hat and suit. Not many creatures seemed to wear this outfit in his world and Jak was a little weary and on edge. Something was bothering the back of his neck hairs.

Jak wasn't great at first introductions to say the least of it but Daxter noticed the shadow hat man getting closer and closer to their location.

The eco warrior stared at the man as he held his Morph gun at the man.

"Who the heck are you?"

The faint hint of eco lightning hit around him as he frowned, protecting Daxter.

Daxter raised a eyebrow "I don't like the sight of this guy, Jak.. Ya think he's a mobster or some sort of hitman out to get us?"

Jak frowned as he shifted his Morph gun at the man "I meant what I said.."

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