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[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining
lubbies:
I walked through the downtown area, the streets bustling with people. My hood was down, I left the area and headed for the park. Maybe I can find someone there. my time in the city had been pretty uneventful. The best way to train is to fight someone stronger than you. Time is going quickly and the tournament is only in a few days so I need to train my hardest.
The-Blades-slave:
Tylan and Daylin
As the two reverted back, Daylin had instantly pinned Tylan to a wall.
I thought you were dead! You just vanished after beating me! Where were you?!
Tylan pried Daylin's hands off his neck, and smirked.
I was places, I see you're still as naive as ever.
Daylin snorted, slamming his foot into the ground. He stormed out of the hotel, he needed some air and a clean battle, no surprises.
lubbies:
I walked into the park, I placed myself down under a tree. My mind raced with stratagies, canceling out the bad ones.
Me-I will win the tournament, how can I not.
I bet most of the contestants don't even have stratagies, I bet they're just brute, mindless force. If so, this will be a piece of cake.
The-Blades-slave:
Tylan
Like a breeze in the night, Tylan was gone, leaving stunned men and women behind.
Daylin
Storming around, he brooded. How could Tylan just leave like that?! He was worried! He noticed someone who looked like a decent opponent under a tree and smiled, a noob to take out some steam on.
Hey kid, up on your feet, we're gonna fight!
lubbies:
I looked up to find a red head. His face was almost as red as his hair.
Me-umm, ok...
I got to my feet, I looked at him in a confused way.
Me-I guess... I'll... Ummm... Pick the field... I guess... Flat fields...
I am quiet around people, I don't know why.
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