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I would like for this to fit into Galefore's idea for a continuing story, so me might as well keep a few simple rules.

Healing and summoning allowed, but please, nothing cheap. Exceptions made for characters that have regeneration as a primary power and those that heal under special circumstances, such as an Iron Golem heals with fire and a werewolf under moonlight.
Also, this city is your home, collateral damage is expected, but don't mess the place up too badly without a good reason. Also, feel free to add locations, bars, churches wherever this battle rolls into.
If you wish to join, jump right in, as long as your character has a reason to be here. If you grow weary of this, just post your character running away. If one character of yours is incapacitated, you may use another.
All posts must contribute, and would be preferable if there are at least one full paragraphs. No one word posts and not even the trailing -bump-
No Killing of Player Characters, if we do start an ongoing, this will go onto the point of capture or KO. Special conditions may take into effect.
Added rule IF you have a book ow warriors page Link it, if not be sure to describe what your character looks like.

This is a living inner city, millions of humans and an unusually large number of metahumans live here. Occasionally these metahumans cause trouble and chaos beyond the scope of the Self Defense Force.

The tension of the standoff had been building for hours, wanted criminal Grant Kris, leader of the Iron Cleavers gang had been holed up in the eighth floor of the apartment complex after brutally murdering an entire rival gang. Police and News helicopters whirled overhead taking in the entirety of the scene.

Suddenly, everything changed, Grant leapt from the window unloading rounds from his twin bolters and getting caught in a hail of bullets along the way. After what seemed like hours, the man crash landed on a cruiser with such force the pavement cracked.

Specialists inched closer to verify a corpse, as they did so, Grant's massive Iron arm reached from the wreckage and rubble to grasp the trooper by the helmet and toss the him back into his squad.

He stood up, brushed stone dust and lead that resembled nothing more than beads of sweat, away before striding towards the formation of troops. Fear encouraged each soldier to unload the clip on the advancing brute, while the more canny troops called for a 'tactical retreat' at full speed.

Chaos ensued and the large man demolished jumped on top of a communications van and yelled. "None of you have what it takes to bring me down." He spat, and waited.

OoC: Rival gang actually works with one of my characters past.

Grant Kris spat on the ground as he waited for a second wave of law enforcements. He watched with a steady trigger finger. The back of Grant's head was met by foot. This foot belonged to a dragon-like man by the name of Fang. He seemed to be enraged, and indeed he was. The rival gang that the berserker had single-handedly wiped out was none other than the Metalheads, Fang's childhood friends and, more importantly, the only family he ever had.

Fang: Looks like I got here too late to save them. You are going to pay for this.

The dragon manipulator picked up Grant by his throat. He placed his free hand on the berserker's back and proceeded to hurl him into a pile of rubble. A group of SWAT soldiers immediately surrounded him and began to arrest him. However, Fang dashed over and stopped them.

Fang: Keep away! HE'S MINE!

The SWAT team drew their weapons and aimed them at Fang. He raised his palm and fired a few large blasts of energy in all directions and decimated every one of the enforcers of the law.

Fang: Fools.

The dragon warrior once again turned to the now rising Grant Kris.

The berserker jammed his twin bolters into their holsters and cracked his knuckles, both iron and flesh. "So we're gonna do this back alley style?" The burly man asked. He slammed his iron knuckles on the ground and crouched into a sprinter's stance before launching his bulk at the draconic man.

He connected roughly with a flying tackle and the two of them went through a brick wall into the apartment complex. A couple that had until this moment been watching the whole event transpire over their television suddenly had the events taking place first hand in their living room. The two gang captains traded blows until the fight spilled from the ravaged living room into the housing complex main hallway.

BOOM!
Suddenly, out of the floor came Kryptonite Ackman! The master of the Clear Zeva Technique!
Kryp:......last time I take that train
*Kryp looked around and saw two people fighting and a couple crapping thier pants (<Not literally)*
Kryp:....How far am I from Midgar?! Did I go in the opposite direction?
*Kryp sits down and takes out a map*

Ooc: Please read the other posts before jumping in so you at least know where and who is involved in the brawl. That and either give us a Book of Warriors entry or at the very least a description of what your character looks like.
Also, thanks for starting a fire.

The large blonde man stood up from the flaming debris and yelled up, "Your thugs get more annoying with every batch, Fang. This time I'm gonna kill them right in front of you." The large man grinned as he descended upon Naulty and Killer. The boy caught Grant in the shoulder with a tremendous home-run swing. The Half Iron man, merely shook it off and smiled at the now bent bat.

He pulled Naulty off the ground and wrapped the 'Lugville Slugger' around the smaller man's neck as an impromptu garrote before throwing him through a bistro window. He turned and faced Killer, "Help your friend and I'll shoot you in the back, leave him and he'll suffocate." He placed his hand on his holster, "Decisions, decisions."

*Suddenly the bat hit the berserker in the back of the head, Gratn turned to see Naulty on the ground and Kryptonite next to him. Kryp pulls out a newspaper and starts reading out loud.*
Kryp: The police have an arrest warrant for Grant Kris- THAT'S YOU! ^_^- his capture will amount to the sum of 15,000 Gold or 10,000 Zennie. I could get to Midgar easily with that kind of money!
*Kryp puts the newspaper down and pulls out his sword, holding it causually to his side*

Kryp and Grant were starting each other down. The berserker with his bolters and Kryp with his sword were both attack unexpectedly by the enraged Fang. Another boot to the back of the head to Grant sent him craching face first to the ground again. The dragon warrior's foot stay placed on his head as he instantly shot a white hot blast of fiery energy at Kryp's sword wielding hand. The blade was knock away as he clenched his burnt hand. The sword flew somewhere next to a barber shop.

Fang: For the second time. THIS GUY IS MINE!

The dragon manipulator drew a blade of his own and jammed it into the back of the grounded Grant Kris. Still being on the wooden floor of the apartment complex, the sword was shoved into the ground as well. Leaving no time for retaliation, Fang reached into the burly man's holster's and pulled out his bolters.

Fang: And for the record, Grant, those weren't my thugs.

He aimed the bolters at the now alert Kryp and fired away.

Ooc: You realize the bat is around his neck, right? Please use a little bit more detail to help avoid confusion.

The clip to Grant's left bolter ejected with a loud *ping* and Kryp was nowhere to be seen. Only his newspaper was left floating down to the pavement. Maybe he escaped the .75 slugs by diving down a manhole cover, maybe the explosives packed into the shots blew everything to Kingdom come.

The heavy berserker turned to his archenemy and said, "Fang, I've known you for a long time, neither of us can die tonight, that is a promise, but you are the only one that can kill me and the same is true reverse. Let us take care of these nusiances and not tarnish our honor of combat." He held out his hand covered with soot and gunpowder to offer a truce.

The berserker extended his hand with hopes of a temporary truce. The two rival ganglords could wipe out the ones preventing their one-on-one combat to end their affiliations' war once and for all. Even though Fang had left the gang a long time ago when he traveled to the dragon realm, he remembered the criminal's Code of "Honor." He hesitated, but eventually accepted the alliance. However, he made sure it was for the purpose of killing Grant afterwards in a honorable man to man fight.

Fang: You've got yourself a deal, Grant. But be forewarned. When the time comes for us to fight, I will kill you and avenge the death of the Metalheads you killed today.

The new alliance of Fang and the berserker turned toward their opponents and prepared for combat.

OoC: ^You really need to read posts through. Kryp is supposed to be gone for the time being as the bolters either destroyed him or he's hiding right now.

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The chair flew toward the dragon warrior's face. A futile and cowardly maneuver in Nautly's part. Fang bent backwards and dodged the oncoming chair. He came back up to see Grant standing on a crushed car starring angrily at Killer while the knight, no longer in dark armor, fled in a nearby Cadillac.

Fang: Coward.

The dragon manipulator ran toward Killer as if to tackle him. Killer noticed this rather quickly and hopped to the side to avoid the dragonic man. However, Fang wasn't aiming for Killer at all. Behind him was a bunch a twisted metal rods. Using his criminal instincts, he grabbed two of the sturdier, less bent rods and confronted Killer. He took the long, thin metal rods and proceeded to beat Killer to the ground, leaving him no chance of escaping his beating. Finally, Fang took one of the rods and breathed his dragonic fiery breath onto it. The metal began to heat up to the point where it started to melt. He stopped and bent the rod tightly around Killer's neck. The heat of the metal burnt the skin around Killer's neck. On top of that, he couldn't breathe.

How would Killer get out of this?

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OoC: TD, if I stole your technique from earlier, I apologize.

OoC; I'd post, but I have no humans or part humans. -_-;;; Are part canines/dogs/wolves allowed?

OoC: I'm getting sick of people critizing everthing I do. I'm taking it out on YOU!
*Kryp stood over the battle watching them go at each other like dogs at the last scrap of meat. Kryptonite knew better than to get involved in such things. The only thing that kept him in.....was his feet. What? You try walking from the Dimension of Wish to the Gunjin only to find you're about a million miles from Midgar! Kryp readied himself for battle, rasing his sword a little less causually then before.*
Kryp: Ok, let's get this on the road!!
*Kryp's body is surronded by blue flame as he jumps onto one of the buring tables. The two where looking at Killer, who was choking. *
Kryp: this again? Greeeeeeat
*Kryp dashes towards Killer only to be stopped by Grant*
Grant: Oh no you don't you Sidewinding Snake!
Kryp: What?
*Grant picks a piece of glass from off the ground and throws it at Kryp, who slashes it in half, and sends the pieces back on the ground*
Kryp: What do you WANT him to die?
Fang: Actually, YES WE DO!
*Grant and Fang throws a punch at him, but he dodges over them and summons the Blue Flames into his Sword*
Kryp: BLUE ZEVA SLASH!
*Kryp slashed with his sword, causing the Blue Flames to be thrown at Grant and Fang. The flames flew the air, not dieing down for a second as they went towards the two Thugs

^^As far as I know, any characters are allowed in any battle.

OoC: Yay! *post*

Ic: It was a time for chaos and disorder.

Onyx was ehm, rather late, I mean he only just came when Kryp was getting beaten up by Grant and Fang over there, but that had nothing to do with anything. Onyx, we shall just say, was thirsting for some blood.

Or broken metal pieces, perhaps?

Onyx was no ordinary canine. He was mauled beyond belief, to the point where she had a part metallic body, his right shoulder replaced with machine, and his chest and neck mostly repaired by metal as well. He wore a metal helmet, and the green shades partly covered his red eyes. He was black, as sleek black shadow, waiting for innocent little victims to come into his grasp.

Jumping off of a very low window, he his the ground with a THUD! His four large metallic paws digging intpo the asphalt ground. It was wet from the recent rain. Onyx, or his alternate name he hated using, OMEGA (named after the progect the scientists were doing on him, PROGECT OMEGA) was ready to fight.

Snarling, his eyes glistening to a large amount of bloodlust, the blood roaring in his ears, he glared at the men whom stopped beating on Kryp, stared sort of dumbly at the huge male wolf stalking towards them. The male wolf spoke, his deep dark bass tones making them stare at him in confusion.

"Hello, mortals. I'm just here to crash into your little... party"

With that, he launched himself onto the fray, snarling at Kryp and digging his sharp metallic claws into Grant, and biting into his arm. Well, that was a start, they should say. Onyx had pretty much entered the little... party.

Suddenly, two dark figures jumped off a building. The two figures were Raji and Balkin! They had been watching these fools fight, and they decided they wanted in on the action. The young warrior and the part-wolf looked at each other and nodded. They were going to bust some heads!


Raji: I'll take Fang and you take Killer.

Balkin: Sounds good to me.

Raji went over to Fang, who was busy fighting Grant and Kryp. Fang saw the young warrior out of the corner of his eye, and finished beating up Grant and Kryp. Fang charged over at Raji, who simply jumped over the dragon warrior. Suddenly, Raji took out two Uzis. Fang had a worried look on his face as Raji prepared to use them. Raji pulled the two triggers and blew Fang away. When he stopped, Fang was on the floor, covered in blood.

Ooc: Like we have said multiple times, please read the previous posts before adding your own. To Lilac DownDeep since Tazy 10 left his attacke open ended, it is up to you (as the next person to post) to declare if it hits or not. To UltimateGamer178 Grant and Fang made a temporary alliance.
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Metal Plates in Grant's arm split to release a noxious fume in the cybernetic wolf's muzzle. Onyx, immediately recognizing the smell of the flammable gases, jumped away quickly. Raji and Balkin, not so lucky as to have an animal's keen senses were caught completely unaware when the fumes caught with Kryptonite's flaming sword.

The resulting explosion knocked all the lighter combatants back nearly twenty feet. The Berserker looked down to his bloodied rival and stated, "You ain't allowed to die yet, you got it." He dove at Raji with surprising speed for a man of his size while a panicked gunman unloaded rounds into the berserker's chest. In seconds the would be assassin was pinned with his guns crushed around his hands.

Kryp: ow
*Kryp was not knocked away, but he was merely burned. That Grant was smart, he had a flammable gas on him the whole time! And now both were worrying about the others, leaving Killer wide open*
Krpy:.....hehe...
*Kryp walked over to Killer, the Iron had been done melting onto his skin, but he was still suffocating. Kryp cut the pipe off and threw it into the bar*
Kryp: I do hope you can still move, because I have fish to fry
*Kryp tried to walk away, but he noticed Balkin*
Balkin: ....
Kryp: Yes? You want something?

OoC: I hate it when people can't understand me