Kirby's Rainbow Resort

((Yet again, I'm here again, due to wanting to practice RP with a newly made character, Marckus. This is mainly because I've never RPed as a mute, half deaf, half blind person. Ever. Then again, who would think of such a character with such faults? Well, I hope someone would join sooner then my Shot-a fight XD;;))

"So Myut, where to now?" A simple sounding teen asked as he crossed his arms and looked at the forked road. "Then again," he said, lowering his arms and sighed, "... does it even matter where we go?" Myut, roughly an averaged sized teen, began to make various actions and movements that seemed completely non sensible.

"Rest here? In the middle of practically no where?" the other teen questioned, as if he understood what those actions and movements meant. Myut smiled and nodded his head. The teen sighed and sat down on the side of the dirt road, taking off his glasses. Myut didn't exactly rest, rather he ran around in the plains of grass, smiling, as if laughing to himself.

We're not gonna get to the next town for a while, even if we did go back... but that'd defeat the point of running away in the first place. The teen took a look at a piece of paper in his pocket with messy scribbles all over it, then at the bottom was his name written, in the same messy style as the rest of the gibberish, as well; Joe. He looked to the side and saw someone in the distance walking up to the fork in the road. He waited a little bit longer to see what they looked like before he called out to them.

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Sord, Jyro, Skit, Drip, Shot-a, Marckus and Joe's Profiles

One had a red hat and black genes the others had a beard that curl at the begging and straight at the end. So he shouted:

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((Currently, I'm not in a good mood. Finally seeing a post in my fight RP got my hopes up. Too bad it was someone who doesn't have a clue about RPing.

What the !@#$% are you doing? If it's an RP, don't turn your post into a damn cliffhanger! Finish the damn thing! He shouted? Shouted what? Nothing? Didn't know it was possible to shout nothing! And in all honesty, I thought you were adding onto the RP Super Kirby back a few days ago, which wasn't even an RP for heavens sake!

Put more description into your posts! I don't know much info on your characters personalities as it is and giving me a ragtag description of only their appearance is horrid and it doesn't help.

You progressed the fighting plot by zero. ZE-RO. So what if they did come walking by my character Joe? You didn't give anything that would even provoke a fight!

Check your spelling and grammar please. In fact, while you're checking that stuff, please take the time to read this freekin' topic! Reading! A skill of the past, the present, and (now I'm doubting) the future! I personally think it's great way to start and it's what got me making decent post the way I do now. And don't give me any "This is my first time RPing" crap. You could have said so and I would have been nicer about this.

This also goes to anyone else who thinks they can get away from RPing normally! Read. The !@#$%. Guidelines! That is all. I shall not count your post as a post to the actual fight RP.))

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((Eheh... I guess I'll step in then. ^^; I need to RP again after sooooooooooo long. Time to put my emo-of-a-hybrid to use.

Since the time of day isn't quite clearly stated, I'll just assume it's twilightish... approaching night, if you will :D; nighttime fights are cool))

A tall, dark-skinned man paced his way down a trail, his flowing, tattered cloak that was as dark as night keeping him covered to hide his identity so no one who knew of his crimes could identify him. He kept his glance at a somewhat downward angle, looking at his alternating feet while muttering incoherently to himself and keeping a grip on his cloak by the sides.

Hmm... he thought to himself, thinking over a problem. ... I cannot stay in that forest for too long... I'll eventually be caught and perhaps murdered... I doubt I'm still wanted, but it never hurts to be safe... I must find new shelter... With that, he picked up his head, catching sight of a few human figures many feet ahead of him with his two sharp white eyes piercing from under the hood. He stopped in his tracks, causing a short, awkward moment of silence. Afterwards, he let out a hissing sigh, shook his head and continued to march toward Joe's direction, shoving him off to the side coldly and glaring at the young men.

"Out of my way," he growled in a low, malevolent manner as he quietly proceeded to walk on.

((Even though SS continues to walk, what he did alone should be enough to provoke Marckus... :D

btw, Bazzoka, your post made me think that Marckus isn't there, just Myut and Joe... unless one of those names is a nickname for Marckus xD; also, feel free to correct me if they're not entirely human or not human at all.))

((I should have said that Marckus' nickname is Myut, due to the initials of his name. It just so happens Joe doesn't like called him Marckus. :D;; You can use either names for stuffs, since I'll be doing that too.

Also, sorry for the wait from my trip back from the hospital. I wasn't feeling up to doing much online stuff after I'd posted the news.))

Joe jumped slightly after looking at the white eyes of the dark-skinned man.

H-holy crap! That guy's crazy scary! I don't think I'd want to tell him off. Joe planted his face into the palm of his hand and let a sigh wheeze out. Marckus stopped as he glanced back to Joe, seeing a new figure walk by. His eyes lit up with excitement, looking at the very interesting clothing style the man wore. He made a dash to Joe and past him, jumping onto the green haired man's shoulders with a smile on his face, as if he had done nothing wrong. Joe sat on the ground, wide eyed and jaw dropped. He dropped his head down with a face of 'no hope left'.

We're done for.

((Relatively short, but it should spark the fight. The thing is, Marckus is pretty naive in the things he does, so he doesn't exactly know when his friend is being provoked unless it's physical contact. So, the comment didn't provoke Marckus, it was more like his interest in ShadowScar XD;;))

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ShadowScar, having his eyesight locked on the road ahead of him, had his silent focus utterly shattered as Marckus leaped onto his shoulders, causing him to blink and stagger forward, thus thrown off-balance. However, being an agile and fast-thinking stealthy creature he was, SS thrusted his claws against the ground before he faceplanted and sprung himself back onto his feet, causing his cloak's hood to be thrown back and actually show his face.

He twitched, keeping his eyes closed and clenching his clawed hands very tightly to the point his knuckles cracked. A few seconds later after, he began to shake, and he expressed low, loud, snake-like hissing through his flesh-ripping teeth, as if he was about to whirl around and thrash at Marckus out of rage. Instead of that, he swung his arm around behind himself with an open palm at the sensibly disabled person, which caused a twisting tentacle of shadow to lunge from ShadowScar's own umbrage at Marckus, having it coil tightly around his waist, then yanking him towards the dark humanoid. SS then tightly grabbed the human by the throat with one hand and hoisted him up in the air a few inches to maybe almost a foot off the ground, glaring and snarling at him.

"Just what in the HELL made you think it was a good idea to do that?!" He shouted at him, the side of his lip raised and baring his fangs as well as part of his dark gums, awaiting an answer. Although, SS was oblivious to the fact that Marckus was partially deaf, and grew impatient with him for not responding after several seconds. "Nothing to say...?" Interrogated the mutant, feeling insulted, settling Marckus back onto the ground but now grabbing at his shoulders firmly, the tips of his curved claws pressing puncturing through whatever type of clothing he was wearing and against the skin. "Maybe I should rip one of your legs off, hmn...? That way... you wouldn't be able pull a stupid move on me like that again."

Marckus was amazed when the shadow shot up and coiled around him, even if it did hurt slightly. His amusement stopped when ShadoqScar grabbed his neck, somewhat choking him. Marckus's bared an over exaggerated choking face, but was trying to say something, via is own way. Joe didn't have it in him to say it, so Marckus payed the price. He was placed back on the ground, feeling his neck to relieve the pains, though there wasn't much pain anyway. The hybrid grabbed Marckus's shoulders and pierced his clothing, getting his mind ticking that he was in trouble now. Marckus flung his head forward at ShadowScar, but not making contact. Next, he went for two quick jabs at the hybrid's chest, again, not making contact. The air blaster traveled quickly to the opponent, almost unnoticeable.

Hopefully breaking free of his opponent's grip, Marckus jumped back and made more gestures.

"You can't ask the guy to be your friend, ya idiot!" Joe shouted as he quickly jumped to his feet and ran over to Marckus, though a foot away from him.

"We really should get away while we can, Myut! This guy is obviously no good!" Joe's body was ready to shake while he tried to explain to Myut why they should stay. But he didn't listen. He wanted to know a little more about this shadow bender and why he was so angry. Marckus didn't put up a offensive stance, nor a defensive stance, though he was ready for what the man might attack with.

Maybe.

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Flinching from the force of the blasted air, ShadowScar released his hold, lifting his head back up and keeping his line of sight focused on Marckus, growling... until Joe came around and shouted at Myut to get a move on. Annoyed, ShadowScar closed his eyes and focused as he lunged a fist in Joe's direction, where a swirling "cloud" of dark energy was fired from underneath his cape in the shape of a boney-looking, skeletal clenched fist that slammed into Joe's chest, sending him against the tree.

"BACK OUT OF THIS!" SS yelled at him, frustrated with the interference. At this point, though, ShadowScar blanked out for a moment to notice that Marckus acted rather... odd, not just to what ShadowScar said, but what to even Joe exclaimed, as if... there was something wrong with the multi-flawed individual. The hybrid glanced back at Myut, blinking and thinking to himself.

... What's up with this human... SS pondered, why doesn't he respond like most others... like his friend? Can he not hear him too well...? And what was with the missing blows... is he far-sighted? Too panicked to think? ... blind, perhaps? He paused there for a second or two more before clearing his throat, then slowly approached Myut.

"Whether you've got your flaws or not..." ShadowScar reached behind himself, looking as if he's preparing something, then he lifted his arm out from underneath his cloak. His arm and hand have been coated in a rugged, blade-like cast of shadow, his claws lengthened to the size of mini-swords' blades with wispy trails of dark mist and energy flowing from it, " ... that isn't enough for me to excuse you for monkeying around with me and acting like a mere child!" With that, the mutant suddenly sprinted in a split second at Marckus to rake the large 'shadow claw' across his chest for proper punishment.

At least... proper on his own terms.

The force of the punch sent Joe flying into a nearby tree, thankfully, the tree didn't give out and topple over from the impact. Joe, almost unable to bare the attack, and flying into a tree, stood himself upright, only to collapse seconds later.

"I knew it... big trouble," Joe managed to mumble to himself. He laid himself out on his back and closed his eyes.

Marckus changed his attention to Joe when he was stuck and sent flying. Marckus's face changed to a sad look, looking down at the dirt beneath him. He suddenly hear ShadowScar say things, but he couldn't quite hear him. ShadowScar closed in fast and went for a strike with his claws. Marckus turned his head in time to catch a glimpse of the attack before falling to the ground. Strangely enough, making himself fall dodged the attack as he shook his head as if trying to talk to his opponent. While laying down, he sent both of his arms forward, obviously he couldn't reach ShadowScar from that position. After the quick attack, he got back up and jumped away, followed by a swift, but extremely sloppy sweep at the legs. The sweep carried on, the air kicking up dirt and other small, light-weight debris.

Marckus took a very unbalanced stance, which almost looks like he's about to fall over if you lightly pushed him. His face bared something that would be best described as a concerned face at ShadowScar. With Joe out of the picture, he couldn't even begin to try and talk to the hybrid.

((I'm feeling better, so this fight might actually start moving more :V))

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As ShadowScar took note that he did nothing but swipe the air above Marckus' head from missing, he grunted, backed up and then lunged once more for a clearer strike, only to be pushed back by a force that feels as if the wind carried the strength from Myut's distant motions to ShadowScar in a blast, causing him to stumble back and land on his spine, caught off-guard.

He snarled, thinking to himself... u-ugh... this ingrate has many surprises... seems his attacks are backed up with the force of wind... But then, his eyes widened subtly as Marckus stood back up onto his feet and administered a distant sweep, which delivered a wave-like rush of wind flying at the hybrid. The mutant quickly rolled off to the side, barely missing the wind, save for a minor chafing on his face, then sprung back onto his feet, clenching his fists. However, at this instant... he noticed the sky's darkened with the moon rising and sun fading under the horizon, and so he smirked grimly, baring his fangs.

Perfect... the hybrid thought. Fighting at night... samples of my darkness shall truly shine now... With that thought, ShadowScar backed up and then swiftly disappeared into a column of darkness, which quickly imploded on the spot. Then it reappeared almost immediately behind Marckus, opening up and SS rushing from the shade and delivering a swift heel kick behind the flawed young man, knocking him forward several feet onto the ground. ShadowScar regained his stance, then quietly walked forward, hovering over Marckus with a casted shade, then kneeled and pressed his knee down on Myut's back, grabbing him by behind the neck with one hand.

"Looks like this is good night for you..." The hybrid raised up the unoccupied claw, and like before, it became encased by twisting rugged coats of darkness and shadow with wispy trails of misty shadow emanating and dissipating into the air, about to deliver one last, possibly fatal blow to Marckus unless he thinks of something effective, fast.

(No, I don't intend for this to end quickly, I just want to intensify the mood and tension. :P)

Marckus squirmed as the hybrid knelt on his back and took hold of his neck. His face distinctively shouted 'Get off'a me! This hurts!' Suddenly, his ear twitched, hearing what ShadowScar had just said. He'd heard that expression before in these situations, and he didn't like the event that followed after. Using his ability, Marckus kicked, with both feet on the ground. The air blast managed to propel his feet at ShadowScar, and hit him, knocking him off of Marckus's back. He still needed to deal with the hand grabbing his neck. Marckus quickly swung the back side of his fist around and at his opponent's chest area, of course, not actually touching ShadowScar. This might have freed him, but he needed to be sure, so he went for an punch to the chest area, again, not really making contact with ShadowScar's body.

Quickly scrambling away, Marckus got back up, dusting himself off and rubbed his neck. Quickly regaining his fighting spirit, he did a series of sloppy kicks in ShadowScar's direction, the air carrying the impact. The last kick made Marckus fall down due to being unbalanced. Taking advantage of the lower ground, he did a sweep kick, followed up, very sloppily, by a spinning kick, standing up while doing so.

Marckus made a pouting face and other faces, coupled with head tilts and movements at ShadowScar, trying to talk to him.
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Over by the tree, Joe breathed heavily. Though nothing was severely broken or bleeding, the pain from both the punch and hitting the tree were taking it's toll on his body.

Why do I have such a weak body, yet travel around with someone who gets into fights all the time? I'd think my body could handle a few punches by now. Taking his time, he slowly sat up, baring the pain. A quick glance at the fight and he was ready to jump to his feet.

"Great," Joe said sarcastically. "Not only do I feel like I'm gonna die, but now Marckus probably wont have a chance in hell against this guy!" Still resting, Joe looked around for something.

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"Nh!"

SS's knee was rejected off of Marckus' back with the back kicks, then he slid back as a result of the back punch's wind force. Yet again, he was caught off guard, moreso than before since the rush of air was closer to him distance wise, so all the strength remained intact, enough to stun him for a second as he tried to retain his stance. Then another "wind punch" was thrown into ShadowScar's pale, reptilian-esque paddy chest, making him grunt and back up about a foot.

He glared at Myut and hissed like a snake would, tightening his claws into a ball, panting from frustration, thinking to himself for a moment... Never before have I met a human that resisted me this much... he must be persistent about living... whatever his motives are, he won't escape his punishment! After that, however, Marckus was already preparedly balanced and started launching his wind kicks which were, though somewhat wildly, were aimed straight at ShadowScar. The hybrid wasn't going to be fooled by this some more so easily, especially now that he has distance. He noted how and where Marckus was launching his kicks, and whether they were mostly vertical or horizontal: if they were vertical, SS would dive out of the way, and if they were horizontal, the hybrid either ducked flat on the ground or jumped high over the force of wind, depending on how high or low they were executed.

After the chain of messy kicks, Myut slipped onto the ground from clumsiness, SS merely smirking with amusement as he rushed at him, taking the opportunity. However, the multiflawed individual thought fast and administered a wide sweep while on the ground, which ShadowScar flipped back over to avoid. Though SS didn't react enough in time to catch Marckus following the sweep up with a spin kick, and so a soaring force of air slammed into the hybrid's face as he was regaining composure, making him hiss and fall backwards.

Gah... thought the hybrid, ...this is beginning to piss me off... Annoyed with Marckus' resistance, SS quickly sprung back onto his face, his piercing white eyes sharply tightened into a hard glare at the young man, confused and shaking his head from lack of comprehension from his nonverbal communication. The dark figure sprinted at Myut, lunged forward and SLAMMED his knee into his stomach, causing Marckus to bend forward in response, and being so close to him right now, ShadowScar reared his hand up and swiped his claw across the young man's face, causing some considerable damage, then ending it with a forcefully thrusted heel kick to his chest, this whole chain of attacks leading Marckus' back up against the tree, the same one where he punched Joe into.

At this time, ShadowScar clutched his head and caught his breath before his rage got the better of him, quietly licking the blood off his claws from swiping at Myut's face (most likely his cheek), then walking forward, grabbing Marckus by the shoulders and hoisting him against the bark of the tree, glaring at him in the eyes and casting a shadow over him, the moonlight bathing the back of SS's head and his cloak.

"So..." he started, finally deciding now to negotiate, still bitter because of the resistance. "... what the hell is it? Are you trying to say something? Out with it." Commanded the mutant, wondering why Marckus has been giving him these expressions and gestures, as if he's trying to make peace between them.

((BLERG, I'm sorry SSK! I was caught up in quite a storm of homework until today, I felt like putting it off so I could finally post. Truly, I'm very sorry about this D:))

Marckus had been caught off guard trying to communicate with his opponent and got kneed in the stomach, winding him in the process. Just barely seeing the the claws come down, Marckus tilted his head, making the claws barely slash his check, deep enough that a small amount of blood dripped out. Myut had gotten a quick glance of a stray droplet of blood fly in front of his eyes. Not being able to keep up with the attack, ShadowScar managed to knee Marckus again, only sending him into a tree, the one Joe had been knocked into.

Joe snapped back from the sound of Marckus hitting the tree then soon after dropping to the ground himself from a little bit of pain. Being hoisted up by his opponent, Marckus was beginning to catch his breath finally. When questions, he nodded his head slowly, but seemed rather sad, but not crying over the pain. Joe, after recovering from the surprised tree hitting, he looked beside him, seeing ShadowScar holding Marckus up by the shoulders. More importantly, he took a look at Marckus's face. A sad, guilt filled face looked down at the ground which changed to a "I'm sorry," looking face when he raised his head and faced ShadowScar. Joe didn't say anything, rather, he slowly moved away, keeping his eyes on Marckus.

Either he's been battered hard enough or he saw his blood. The only thought running through Joe's head. There was a short period of silence, in which the a breeze happened to pass by.

Marckus quickly kicked ShadowScar in the chest, this time actually trying to physically hit him, followed by a double punch to the face but letting the air carry the punch. Most likely being dropped, he crouched down and did a swift sweep kick to his opponent. Quickly after, using the tree as an advantage, he jumped up and grabbed onto a branch, pulling himself up swiftly. After gaining some shoddy balance on the tree branch, he jumped off over ShadowScar and threw a few air punches at the hybrid then landed on his feet, almost loosing his balance but quickly regaining it again.

Marckus's face didn't change from the last face he gave to ShadowScar. It was like he was saying I'm sorry for every second. Joe gritted his teeth and watched from afar.

"This probably wont end very well."

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(S'okay, bro. No worries... I understand. Trust me I can be pretty patient :D)

The hybrid stood there with the young man's neck in his grasp, awaiting an answer... and that answer turned out to be a swift, unexpected kick to his chest, causing ShadowScar to back up and grunt, caught off guard and taking a moment to catch his breath. However that moment was short-lived and abruptly disrupted as he took two 'wind punches', flinching back and snarling quietly, not given enough time to register the oncoming distant sweep that was swiftly aimed at the mutant, causing him to lose his already awkward balance and make him topple forward, landing on his stomach.

He clawed the ground, and his muscles tensed up. ... rrrrRRRGH! That's it, I'm going to CHAR him! ShadowScar's patience with Marckus grew even thinner, practically flipping back onto his feet and clenching his claws hard, then opening them back up again, now about to demonstrate his pyromanipulation. He caught sight of Myut escaping up and into the tree, forming a ball of blue flames and firing it at his legs, but it was too late, and the fireball travelled under the branch and through the air until it dissipated. Then Marckus made an astonishing leap from the tree, soaring through the air and firing gale punches at the mutant. SS responded with fireballs, firing them at each blast and canceling the wind's force along with the fire disappearing as well.

Seeing Marckus back on land, SS glared and dashed at him yet again and shoulder slammed him, pinning him on the ground and gripping tightly by the shoulders, his white piercing eyes pulsing with frustration and impatience.

"Facial expressions... won't cut it! Explain to me... besides giving me these faces... what is it you're trying to say?!" yelled ShadowScar, not very loudly, but loud enough for Marckus to probably hear him out, panting a bit and holding back his thirst for blood, his hands heating up and on the urge to use his flames once more.

Pinned to the ground again, ShadowScar gripped Marckus's shoulders. Marckus didn't even feel remotely interested in answering the question and looked off to the side, trying not to make much eye contact. Again with the silence. The silence was shattered when Joe shouted out of the blue.

"He's a mute, you idiot!... !" After shouting, he quickly laid down in the grass, hoping he wasn't seen.

A swift twin punch was sent out by Marckus, aimed roughly at the hybrid's chest. Not wasting time, he punched in the opposite directions, each fist going for ShadowScar's hands on his shoulders. Quickly scurrying away, Marckus got up but quickly dashed to ShadowScar and jumped at him. Leaning back while closing in on his opponent, Marckus flung his head at ShadowScar's, possibly clashing both foreheads. Either way, if he missed, Marckus would have landed haphazardly then turned to face his opponent. However, if their heads did collide, Marckus would push off ShadowScar's head then landed, only to clench his forehead from the impact.

((Not long. I feel like I've been having a writer's block, so this has slowed down considerably. Sorry again for this inconvenience. :<))

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"..."

At the shout of being called an idiot, it distracted ShadowScar to quickly turn his head over where Joe was, snarling in rage with muscles tensed since he's already annoyed enough as it is. With this, Marckus struck the opportunity to punch and knock ShadowScar off himself enough to give him room, causing the hybrid to back up and grunt, clenching his claws.

Ngh, damn them two... they have my focus split! thought the mutant to himself, then noticing out of the corner of his eye where Joe was (due to his senses functioning better during the night), and looked back at Myut, who dashed at ShadowScar. Thinking fast, SS stood in a directional position where he's in line with Joe behind him (no matter how far away he is), threw himself backwards onto the ground as the flawed young man dived at him, raised up his feet and thrusted them up into Marckus chest, then 'grabbing' Myut with his clawed toes and then throwing him over and behind ShadowScar into Joe's direction, hoping that Marckus collides with him instead.

After the reversal throw, ShadowScar flipped back onto his feet and took the opportunity of Marckus (and Joe) being vulnerable by using his claws and powers to chop and break down branches from the nearby tree. One by one, he hoisted one up and used his pyromanipulation to set the log-like branches on fire and tossed them at the young men, then once he was out, he rushed forward and coated his right arm with shadow to create the familiar 'shadow claws' to rake at Myut with.

(S'okay dude. I'm not feeling very creative either. xD; )

Marckus was struck on his chest by ShadowScar's feet. Flinching for a moment, his opponents feet had grasped his clothing via the claw-like toes. Not too long after, the hybrid flung him towards Joe.

Watching the incoming body, Joe tried to get out of the way, but it was too late. Marckus's body had slammed into Joe's, though more pain had been induced on Joe's. Groaning, Joe slowly got up, looking down seeing Marckus head first in his chest then slowly rearing back, sitting on the grass lifting his head and rubbing it.

"Myut," Joe paused from the body collision, "Are you alright?" Marckus quickly nodded, then titling his head at Joe while slightly leaning forward. "Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry...--!" Joe caught a glimpse of fire quickly raising behind his friend's head. Not giving Marckus a warning, he quickly got up and took hold of Marckus's shoulders. Not wasting time, he flung Marckus to the side, hopefully away from the main barrage of whatever that was flying towards them. He went to take out his glasses, but he didn't need to; it already hit him.

The first branch was already enough to knock him down, heavily striking his chest. The branch had proceeded to travel along for a bit more after hitting him, landing slightly further away from when Joe had fallen. The fire had quickly ignited onto his shirt, but at the moment, all he could really think about was the unbearable pain at his chest. However, more fire doused branches flew towards Joe and Marckus. The next branch flew towards Joe again. Unfortunately, this one landed smack dab on his face, giving him a bloody nose and cut open his lip in some parts, leaving him nearly unconscious.

Marckus watched silently as Joe been hit by two of those branches. He looked to his side, watching incoming branches close in on himself. He slowly turned to face them, but he didn't take his usual lazy fighting style. He swiftly did a backhand to the closest branch, sending it off course and infront of another one where it stopped it. There was another branch heading his way, but he simply dodged it. Quickly walking over to Joe, he started to rip out some grass and take the dirt from underneath the grass, hopefully putting out the fire.

"Myut," Joe had mumbled, slowly grabing Marckus's shirt collar. "Get outta here..." With that, Joe quietly had been knocked unconscious from the severe pain. By that time, the fire on Joe's chest had been put out, though he sustained some burns but nothing too serious. Getting up, he turned to his opponent, but he didn't realize how close he was; right next to him.

His opponent taking a swipe at him, Marckus didn't have enough time to move out of the way, except tilt his head back and move back slightly. A sharp pain ran across Marckus's throat. The hybrid had gotten a clear cut at Marckus's throat, blood was quickly escaping his body.

With the moments of being slashed, Marckus had a flash back. Remembering himself following a bunch of the 'cool' kids when he was younger. There was an obvious age difference between Marckus and the gang. The one leading the group had stopped and went up to Marckus and knelt down beside him.

"Hey, you wanna what's worse then being half blind and half deaf?"

"What is it? What is it?!" Marckus was like a child at Christmas time. The leader had got up and took a step back, snapping his fingers and the other four that were with him took hold of Marckus's arms. "What are we doing now?"

"We're gonna play a game, little buddy."

"But what about the thing that's worse?"

"Oh, you'll find out. Just wait a little longer." The menacing grin on his face was etched into Marckus's mind as he picked up a sharp object, the next few seconds came and passed.

Marckus laid on the ground, practically motionless. For a few moments, there was that eerie silence again. Suddenly, the bleeding had stopped and the cut in the bandage around his neck quickly patched itself up. Fresh blood infected the already blood stained bandage. Getting up slowly, Marckus seemed to have lost the shine in his eyes while looking at ShadowScar. Taking a few steps back in drunk-like motions, he kept his eyes on his opponent. Now there was a fair amount of distance between them.

No time after he had stopped walking backwards, Marckus jumped up and sent out a double kick at ShadowScar, then landing on his back on the grass. Taking advantage of the lower ground again, he sent out a sweep, but the time, instead of standing up again, he began to spin on his head, like a breakdancer, sending out air kicks in every direction. Abruptly stopping himself, he got back up on his feet but was, of course, slightly dizzy. He quickly regained his balance in a matter moments, readying himself for what the hybrid might do.

((So, yeah, I finally get a post up. And huzzah for back story. Oh yes, I forgot to add into his profile that the wrapping bandage around his neck isn't normal. So sorry about that. Sorry about not posting sooner as well, regardless if you have the patience to endure the wait.))

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Sord, Jyro, Skit, Drip, Shot-a, Marckus and Joe's Profiles

The tall dark figure glared down at his seemingly unconscious opponent and his friend, both spread on the ground with eyes closed, thinking that he killed them (or at least Marckus, seeing as Joe just collapsed). He grunted lowly from disappointment, having an unsatisfied look on his face and oblivious to the fact of Marckus experiencing a flashback.

"Hmph... too bad. At least he fought back..." muttered the mutant under his breath as he eerily stroked his tongue over his claws to pick up the blood which he shed from Marckus' throat. Smacking his lips, his eyes began to pulse, his vampiric urges grabbing a hold of his thoughts as he glanced at the young man's blood seeping from the bandaged wound, causing a grin to creep on his face. However, instead of giving in, he merely shook his head, ridding such thoughts, then turned to a different direction and began to walk off.

And then...

"GAH--!"

ShadowScar was knocked forward onto the ground, completely caught off-guard from Myut's double kicks delivered to his back, landing hard on his stomach and face, tasting the dirt. Outraged, he sprung back onto his feet and whirled around until he faced Myut, only to have a sweep sent rushing at ShadowScar's ankles and make him humiliatingly slip back down.

His impatience was on the thinnest level, on the verge of going crazy, since no human has been able to resist him this much. Scrambling back up, SS grumbled and noticed his opponent launching an aimless flurry of kicks as he practically spun like a top. ShadowScar backed up hastily to maintain distance between him and Marckus, watching where and when Myut launches his kicks and doing his best to squeeze between every force of wind carrying the blows while moving forward. He swerved left and right, up and down, and soon he was within two feet of his foe, about to reach the flawed young man until he received two major blows; one kick slamming into his stomach, and another launched underneath his jaw and somewhat into his throat, sending him several feet away and making him land on his back.

SS couldn't believe this type of pain... especially the blow under his jaw and into his neck. He writhed on the ground, clawing at the dirt and snarling raspily as he did his best to gain his breath, coughing over and over, until he wheezed so hoarsely he hacked up a glob of his own blood; it plopped and splatted flatly on the ground in a dark bluish color, and some more of his blood curved down his mouth and chin. It has been a VERY long time since his own blood was shed, and he was unable to believe his eyes... but it was there, on the ground before his white, sharp, clear eyes.

"..." He looked down, motionless for a short period of time. Then he began to shake. Following that, his eyes were closed tightly and his fangs were bared. Finally, he let out a loud growl of frustration, rushed toward Marckus and furiously slammed him with his shoulder. Then he slashed at him, panting out of rage, and then hoisted him back up, glaring at him hard and piercing his gaze.

"If I can't BEAT the life out of you..." he warned ominously, "... I'll SAP it out of you." With that, he opened his mouth, snarled and rushed his head down toward Myut's shoulder and sunk his teeth through the clothing and punctured the skin, his lower jaw keeping a grip from the shoulder's other side as he began to leech his foe's blood.

((10 days and still little to no inspiration to continue this. Still, I'll try.))

Marckus stood there, taking the full blunt of the slam. Only staggering back, he remained on his feet. Taking a good look, he dodged the hybrid's slash, but ended up tripping over himself and onto the ground. Being pulled up by his opponent, Marckus stared with an emotionless face. This face changed though when ShadowScar had bit into his shoulder. His eyes shown with pain, but he bared the bite. Taking a good hold of ShadowScar's head, Marckus slammed his own together to create a painful experience for both of them. Most likely free from his opponents bite, Marckus tumbled off to the side, rubbing his head then took hold of his shoulder wound. There wasn't too much blood flowing out of the bite marks, but this was probably because the hybrid had already leeched most that was ready to spurt out.

Getting up, Marckus ran over to ShadowScar, spinning as he got closer to his opponent. He was now almost within physical reaching range when he threw a punch at the hybrid's face and stopped. The extra momentum of the spinning made the air that carried the force speed by faster then before.

Not stopping, Marckus laid down on his belly and proceeded to kick the ground with both feet. The force jet his legs up and over himself and now went to hit ShadowScar, whether he was on the ground or still standing. Using his hands to support himself, he did a heel drop with both feet to ShadowScar. If he hit him or not, the force of the attack jet his feet back the way they came. He quickly got up and haphazardly dusted himself.

Still, not much of a fighting stance, but Marckus stood there, awaiting his opponent. Lightly touching the shoulder wound, the bleeding somewhat stopped, but hardly healed. There was still a good amount of pain surging to that spot, almost on par with the throat cut.

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Thanks to Caat. 'Tis very awesome.
Sord, Jyro, Skit, Drip, Shot-a, Marckus and Joe's Profiles

(no problem. Also please excuse my laziness and repetition of words in this post... have a headache and not feeling creative x_x)

SS's eyes surged with energy, stimulation coursing through his body as he leeched blood from Marckus. However, during the middle of his sapping, the hybrid was sharply disrupted as his head was held still and then was hammered by Marckus' forehead, gasping and growling from the pulsing, solid impact. Backing off, he shook his head and placed a palm over where contact was made and attempted to soothe it, though by doing so he has left himself vulnerable for attack. Myut charged forward for that very opportunity, rearing his wind-supported fist back, then whipped it around and slammed the punch firmly in SS's face.

"GCK--!" Was all the mutant could utter in response as he was sent back several feet from the blow, putting as much weight as he could into his feet and legs, but the sheer force of the gale applied within the punch eventually caused ShadowScar to lose balance and off his feet, landing hard onto his back. As he went to recover himself, he was in the path of another one of Marckus' moves and received both heel drops, which shoved SS back down onto the ground yet again.

There was a brief amount of silence as Marckus reversed to stabilize himself.

ShadowScar's body began to shake... shake with much fury. His rage was strained yet it continues to burn, his muscles are tense and sore, he dripped blood of his own and Marckus', and overall the monstrosity has had it with the young man. As mentioned, SS has never met a human, let alone one as flawed as Myut, who was able to resist him this much and for this long. All this as well as being toyed with at first just adds up to the sum of his anger. He crawled back up and glared hard at Marckus, his vision somewhat blurry, and he clenched his claws.

" ... you can sure last, I'll g-give you that..." panted the battered dark man, "... now I'm afraid this must end soon... one of us... either one of us..." As he stuttered and growled, seeping formations of shadow began two twist and coat over his arms and around his hands, until they both were yet again turned into large, jagged claws of shadow, seething with the eerie mist of darkness.

"... one of us must come to a certain end... to retreat..." He slightly lengthened his claws, " ... to give up... " he flexed said claws, "... or to die. Now... l-let's see who... w-who is the victor."

With that statement, not caring if his foe heard him, he rushed in a speedy sprint at Marckus, even zig-zagging and leaping from side-to-side, and finally lunged with a flurry of slashes with his claws, aiming for his face or chest. Then after that moment of fury, he quickly pressed his claws together by the bottom part of the wrists, allowing the shadow to meld his hands together and broaden the cast of darkness until his "fused" hands created a large jaw, similar to that of a shark or dinosaur, or a combo of both in appearance.

Smirking and coughing a little, the hybrid lunged the shadow 'jaw' at Marckus, in an attempt to trap him in the grip. If he were to be trapped, then SS would grip him hard by the sides, letting the 'teeth' sink in for some wounds, then slam Myut repeatedly over his head, back and forth for major pounding injuries, then swing the young man around a little and release the grip of his 'jaw', sending him flying.

If SS were to miss, however... then the force of the shadow jaws slamming together would cause the bond of darkness over his arms to collapse. Not allowing his attack to fail just like that, thinking fast, ShadowScar will break up the coat of shadow into thousands of sharp needle-like pieces, and then fire them all at Marckus for repeated 'chip' damage instead. No matter how it turns out, all SS cared about was for Marckus to just suffer.

(this has kinda gone on for a bit of a while anyway :D; hope that's not a problem man)