Introduction
(Be Sure to Read the Rules!)
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We Have Existed For Many Years. We have perfected ourselves in the 90's, and since have been going strong today, in 2012...
In the 1940's, we began our prototype form. In the 50's, we came most well known in the style of the beatniks. But in the 60's, we failed with our experiment as the 'hippies.' But then, we perfected ourselves in the 1990's. We don't follow your 'mainstream' bullshit and conformity: Our goal has been to life as alternatively as possible, to find creative new ways to experience life, in fashion, writing, and other forms of artwork. We're the people who're usually blogging about organic foods or corporate america, and then finishing that so we can drink our cup of latte. We mix up our outfits, always trying to make something new.
You've Probably Never Heard of the things we do, are into, or the big thing that goes on between us. See, we Hipsters have two forces of our little universe: Originality, and Conformity. Conformity Fricken' sucks, man, cos' it means you don't have a thing about you original. You just followed the ways of another blatantly, and that's totally not cool. Originality however, is the polar opposite, and happens to be the goal of a true Hipster. We try to live differently from others, and follow the path of new, alternative lifestyles to achieve this dream. We believe there is a cosmic energy within all Hipsters that can go either way, driving us to the greatness of creativity, or the depths of being afuckin' 'tard who can't even come up with his own ideas. We call it, 'The Glow.' Glow Energy is a sacred thing for us, allowing us to write blogs, finish our newest fashion set for the day, and that sort of thing. It also powers magic spells, psychic powers, and such, radiating itself throughout the universe.
It is this reason that the glow can cause people to become unoriginal that our story takes place: Some have become outraged by this unoriginality in the beginning of the current hipster in the 90's, and decided to make it a Hipster crime to purposely be unoriginal, labeling them as criminals, and being allowed to be targeted by other Hipsters. Even Hipster Criminals can go up against each other. That's really how bad it is! (Criminals turning in other criminals have a big chance to get pardoned, and have another chance to push away the evils of the mainstream world).
We Are…
HIPSTERS.
The last essence of imagination, the last rebels against following a set procedure or routine. We are who we are.
In addition, combat between hipsters has rules of engagement, and a detailed, constantly growing hipster-pedia that can be accessed via smart phone, tablet, or computer. Here are some of the first rules of engagement:
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1. A. B. C. (Accusations Before Conflict)
Never engage in full throttle fighting without accusing the other of being an unoriginal ripoff. It is an even larger crime to accuse and attack someone who truly is original, however...
2. E. T. S. (Exclude the Secular)
All those who have nothing to do with anything Hipster related, they are to be left out. The universal forces of Conformity will not help the true quest of a proper hipster.
3. U. T. G. (Use The Glow!)
The Glow is open to your use, whatever ability you have, whether you be psychic, a caster of spells, whatever, for nearly any use!
And maybe more to come?...
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Hipsters have Various powers that make absolutely no sense. Every victory gains them experience which they need to level up and become the best,pokemon most original person of all time.
TYPES:
Sega RyuuBleach Ripoff Style : Includes the usage of various, bizarrely designed weaponry, Swords especially, and spells/special moves.
Veganism: People Only use a small fraction of their brain. The rest is thought to only be Curds and Whey. Hardcore Veganism practices allow you to tap into that lost potential. You gain Abilities like Telekinesis, Psi Energy Blasts, Flight, and strangely enough, The ability to complete work in seconds, especially school assignments and paperwork.
Gun Kata (Art Of Shooting A Mofo): Guns. Firearms. Firepower. Heat. Pieces. Get it through your skull! you shoot people, plain and simple. If you're lucky, you can do that…but with style. Like in the Matrix or something.
Ex: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2KJHysK6k8
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Hipster-Pedia OOC Links (COMING SOON!)
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Character Sheet Requirements:
Name
Nicknames (Optional)
Species (Must be close to human, like a Neko.)
Gender
Age
Appearance
Type (Sega Ryuu, Vegan, Gun Kata)
History
Items
Weapons
Skills/Abilities (Certain abilities like Super Strength, Teleportation, Mind Control, ETC. aren't allowed. Any other abilities I don't think would be good for the RP can be asked about, and I'll look this bit over on the character sheet.)
Optional:
Quote(s)
Fun Facts
Theme Song
Extra
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HIPSTER FLUTTERSHY FTW
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We Have Existed For Many Years. We have perfected ourselves in the 90's, and since have been going strong today, in 2012...
In the 1940's, we began our prototype form. In the 50's, we came most well known in the style of the beatniks. But in the 60's, we failed with our experiment as the 'hippies.' But then, we perfected ourselves in the 1990's. We don't follow your 'mainstream' bullshit and conformity: Our goal has been to life as alternatively as possible, to find creative new ways to experience life, in fashion, writing, and other forms of artwork. We're the people who're usually blogging about organic foods or corporate america, and then finishing that so we can drink our cup of latte. We mix up our outfits, always trying to make something new.
You've Probably Never Heard of the things we do, are into, or the big thing that goes on between us. See, we Hipsters have two forces of our little universe: Originality, and Conformity. Conformity Fricken' sucks, man, cos' it means you don't have a thing about you original. You just followed the ways of another blatantly, and that's totally not cool. Originality however, is the polar opposite, and happens to be the goal of a true Hipster. We try to live differently from others, and follow the path of new, alternative lifestyles to achieve this dream. We believe there is a cosmic energy within all Hipsters that can go either way, driving us to the greatness of creativity, or the depths of being a
It is this reason that the glow can cause people to become unoriginal that our story takes place: Some have become outraged by this unoriginality in the beginning of the current hipster in the 90's, and decided to make it a Hipster crime to purposely be unoriginal, labeling them as criminals, and being allowed to be targeted by other Hipsters. Even Hipster Criminals can go up against each other. That's really how bad it is! (Criminals turning in other criminals have a big chance to get pardoned, and have another chance to push away the evils of the mainstream world).
We Are…
HIPSTERS.
The last essence of imagination, the last rebels against following a set procedure or routine. We are who we are.
In addition, combat between hipsters has rules of engagement, and a detailed, constantly growing hipster-pedia that can be accessed via smart phone, tablet, or computer. Here are some of the first rules of engagement:
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1. A. B. C. (Accusations Before Conflict)
Never engage in full throttle fighting without accusing the other of being an unoriginal ripoff. It is an even larger crime to accuse and attack someone who truly is original, however...
2. E. T. S. (Exclude the Secular)
All those who have nothing to do with anything Hipster related, they are to be left out. The universal forces of Conformity will not help the true quest of a proper hipster.
3. U. T. G. (Use The Glow!)
The Glow is open to your use, whatever ability you have, whether you be psychic, a caster of spells, whatever, for nearly any use!
And maybe more to come?...
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Hipsters have Various powers that make absolutely no sense. Every victory gains them experience which they need to level up and become the best,
TYPES:
Sega Ryuu
Veganism: People Only use a small fraction of their brain. The rest is thought to only be Curds and Whey. Hardcore Veganism practices allow you to tap into that lost potential. You gain Abilities like Telekinesis, Psi Energy Blasts, Flight, and strangely enough, The ability to complete work in seconds, especially school assignments and paperwork.
Gun Kata (Art Of Shooting A Mofo): Guns. Firearms. Firepower. Heat. Pieces. Get it through your skull! you shoot people, plain and simple. If you're lucky, you can do that…but with style. Like in the Matrix or something.
Ex: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2KJHysK6k8
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Hipster-Pedia OOC Links (COMING SOON!)
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Character Sheet Requirements:
Name
Nicknames (Optional)
Species (Must be close to human, like a Neko.)
Gender
Age
Appearance
Type (Sega Ryuu, Vegan, Gun Kata)
History
Items
Weapons
Skills/Abilities (Certain abilities like Super Strength, Teleportation, Mind Control, ETC. aren't allowed. Any other abilities I don't think would be good for the RP can be asked about, and I'll look this bit over on the character sheet.)
Optional:
Quote(s)
Fun Facts
Theme Song
Extra
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HIPSTER FLUTTERSHY FTW
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And it would so begin, a tad early that on this day, the battle of Hipsters should commence. This is due to the fact waiting for all other players is too mainstream for us, so we're goin' it indie, and starting up early.
Oh Yeah.
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Nash was just walking down the street, hands slipped into his pockets,looking cool as he headed towards some personal direction through this large city of Tokyoronto, which was just an amalgamation of Tokyo, Japan, and Toronto, Canada. The street was filled with the light of the sun with its bright blue sky above, the lights on the buildings not as bright as they usually were at night with their neon glow. He turned right suddenly into a video game store that was very popular, known as 'Game Armoury.' It was based on a game store in holland, boasting a huge selection, and a living area in the back/upper level.
He began to dig through piles of beat'em ups left by the door, before thankfully, finding a copy of Super Double Dragon, and Batman Forever, leaving them up at the counter for the cashier, Jim, to watch, while he scavenged through the game store on his own...
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The Store:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4EBauf0 ... ature=plcp
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxsI6dDG ... ature=plcp
(For the third vid, skip to 2:48)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMZt-2j3 ... ature=plcp
Oh Yeah.
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Nash was just walking down the street, hands slipped into his pockets,
He began to dig through piles of beat'em ups left by the door, before thankfully, finding a copy of Super Double Dragon, and Batman Forever, leaving them up at the counter for the cashier, Jim, to watch, while he scavenged through the game store on his own...
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The Store:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4EBauf0 ... ature=plcp
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxsI6dDG ... ature=plcp
(For the third vid, skip to 2:48)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMZt-2j3 ... ature=plcp
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Terese strolled right into the 'Game Amoury', doing her usual morning routine of looking for games that no one else has ever heard of. The store should be so lucky to have the honor of having a girl gamer as one of their regulars. And a true girl gamer at that, not some girl who claimed to play all those over-played mainstream games while also posing provocatively with game controllers. She was better than that. She knew she was better than that.
As she flipped her hair she noticed girls who, as she thought, were totally just main-stream make-up wearing girls who mindlessly picked up a copy of Halo Reach, a game that was so overrated. She reached for a NES Zapper, but then sighed as she resisted and put her arm back to her side; due to the rules she could only attack hipsters, and even then she'd have to accuse them of being un-hipster first. Wanting to uphold said rules, Terese let the girls pass by on their merry way to the cashier, where they attempted to flirt with him to try and get a deal on the game.
Terese had to force herself to look away from the scene and ended up bumping into a black-haired boy.
As she flipped her hair she noticed girls who, as she thought, were totally just main-stream make-up wearing girls who mindlessly picked up a copy of Halo Reach, a game that was so overrated. She reached for a NES Zapper, but then sighed as she resisted and put her arm back to her side; due to the rules she could only attack hipsters, and even then she'd have to accuse them of being un-hipster first. Wanting to uphold said rules, Terese let the girls pass by on their merry way to the cashier, where they attempted to flirt with him to try and get a deal on the game.
Terese had to force herself to look away from the scene and ended up bumping into a black-haired boy.
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"OOF!"
Nash was pushed backwards, taking a couple steps, as he tried to re-collect himself. And his eyes would gaze upon a most marvelous sight: That TRUE girl gamer he'd heard about. As it was, he had a growing thing for Hipster girls, but this was a bit more personal. She had interests in all the best titles, didn't claim to be a gamer like some girls who just bought a console and played the latest Call of Dipshits. And the NES zappers he noticed her nearly pull from her inventory was plain out awesome, not to mention a tad sexy (What? girls with guns can do that.)
Her eyes hidden behind a pair of plastic framed glasses, and his were looking into hers. Just the gem he needed to keep up with this life he now had to live among these strange, strange people, whose world was alien to his own, which in turn was alien to most mainstream people, cliques like the 'popular' people who labeled him an outcast. He had a decent life going for him, and now he was in this other group, his pleasures being that hipsters often took interests from the likes of geeks, which he also dipped into himself.
"Shit! I'm Sorry…" Apologized Nash. "Need an HP Potion?"
He pulled out a small energy drink in the shape of a potion.
Nash was pushed backwards, taking a couple steps, as he tried to re-collect himself. And his eyes would gaze upon a most marvelous sight: That TRUE girl gamer he'd heard about. As it was, he had a growing thing for Hipster girls, but this was a bit more personal. She had interests in all the best titles, didn't claim to be a gamer like some girls who just bought a console and played the latest Call of Dipshits. And the NES zappers he noticed her nearly pull from her inventory was plain out awesome, not to mention a tad sexy (What? girls with guns can do that.)
Her eyes hidden behind a pair of plastic framed glasses, and his were looking into hers. Just the gem he needed to keep up with this life he now had to live among these strange, strange people, whose world was alien to his own, which in turn was alien to most mainstream people, cliques like the 'popular' people who labeled him an outcast. He had a decent life going for him, and now he was in this other group, his pleasures being that hipsters often took interests from the likes of geeks, which he also dipped into himself.
"Shit! I'm Sorry…" Apologized Nash. "Need an HP Potion?"
He pulled out a small energy drink in the shape of a potion.
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"You know, there is a whole game store for you to walk around in," Terese said once she came back to her senses, even though she was the offending bumper. But he should have watched where he was going anyways. She rolled her eyes at the health potion that he offered her; typical of a guy, especially a gamer guy, to assume that a 'precious flower' like her would be hurt. If anything, she hated it when guys decided to go easy on her because she was a precious girl gamer or try to give her free things, she didn't need their charity. It frustrated her to know that she only won because some guy honestly thought that letting her win would apparently win them a free date, if only she could give them a free shot to the groin area.
She flicked away the potion and pushed away his hand, "Look, you bumping into me didn't chip off even a small fraction of my HP. Do you honestly think I can't afford a small HP potion. I have like twenty of them in my bag," She said, opening her bag to show that she did indeed have twenty of the small energy drinks, "So I'm fine. There's really no need to worry your little head over me, K?"
She flicked away the potion and pushed away his hand, "Look, you bumping into me didn't chip off even a small fraction of my HP. Do you honestly think I can't afford a small HP potion. I have like twenty of them in my bag," She said, opening her bag to show that she did indeed have twenty of the small energy drinks, "So I'm fine. There's really no need to worry your little head over me, K?"
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"I was just joking about the HP, I just wondered if you were thirsty. Just trying to make friends now that I'm apart of your culture, man…" Replied Nash, looking towards the potion that rolled away, as he looked to the side, and scratched his head. "And I don't doubt your level either. I only have like, three special moves, and they don't do very much. They're just cool martial arts moves that take up gallons of mana, if anything. I bet you could farm me to level up or something…In Fact…"
Nash dashed forward to attack Terese, and unloaded an onslaught of punches and kicks. The punches only did -1 damage and the kicks only did -2 damage per, likely not enough to affect the girl, as he kept attacking her to no avail. Her bar was lightly damaged, Nash's own bar actually taking chunks out from throwing strikes, his knuckles for real, already red, showing the marks of hitting a training dummy earlier.
"See? This is the best I can manage! DX I've actually been able to give +3-4 Health with these shitty skills. And that's plus two hours of training. I've only been able to pay my rent because I offer my services as a training target."
Nash dropped onto his back, breathing heavily. Now that he attacked, he assumed the higher level would kill him like some kind of predator, as he crawled off towards the potion, which had been stepped on. Nash could only crawl towards the remaining liquid that was left on the floor, forced to drink it…
"And that was my only bottle… DX"
Nash dashed forward to attack Terese, and unloaded an onslaught of punches and kicks. The punches only did -1 damage and the kicks only did -2 damage per, likely not enough to affect the girl, as he kept attacking her to no avail. Her bar was lightly damaged, Nash's own bar actually taking chunks out from throwing strikes, his knuckles for real, already red, showing the marks of hitting a training dummy earlier.
"See? This is the best I can manage! DX I've actually been able to give +3-4 Health with these shitty skills. And that's plus two hours of training. I've only been able to pay my rent because I offer my services as a training target."
Nash dropped onto his back, breathing heavily. Now that he attacked, he assumed the higher level would kill him like some kind of predator, as he crawled off towards the potion, which had been stepped on. Nash could only crawl towards the remaining liquid that was left on the floor, forced to drink it…
"And that was my only bottle… DX"
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"Then I can get my own drink," Terese responded snappily, not about to give the guy a break. She was surprised when he actually told her how weak he supposedly was instead of just bragging about great he was... unless this was just some guilt tactic. Suddenly he began to attack her, but she managed to block, "What the hell?!" She yelled, once it was over she quickly pulled out her NES Zapper, about to shoot at the bastard for suddenly attacking her. Even if what he had said was true with barely any of her HP going down, that was no excuse to just beat it her up like that, and without a single accusation! She didn't quite believe that it was just for a 'demonstration', "So you think that just because I'm a girl that I won't attack back!? I'll give you credits for not just going light on me, though," She said, about to shoot, but then she saw him crawling on the ground to the puddle of the split HP drink. Could he really not afford another? And it wasn't like those were the biggest size either...
She took out a small health potion from her bag and popped it open, taking a sip to restore some of her HP. Light damage was still damage. She went over to the boy, kneeled down, and offered her open drink to him, "Take it before I change my mind..." She grumbled. She only did this because of a small feeling of pity she had for the boy, but keeping her guard up she still had her zapper pointed at him. He wasn't about to get the best of her.
She took out a small health potion from her bag and popped it open, taking a sip to restore some of her HP. Light damage was still damage. She went over to the boy, kneeled down, and offered her open drink to him, "Take it before I change my mind..." She grumbled. She only did this because of a small feeling of pity she had for the boy, but keeping her guard up she still had her zapper pointed at him. He wasn't about to get the best of her.
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Nash stared at the bottle, and sipped the drink, before climbing to his feet, and limping behind her.
NASH (Lvl. 6) has JOINED THE PARTY!
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Nash specializes in…Well, at the moment, he's really only good for distractions. He follows orders well, and trains very hard. He doesn't realize it, but when he began his life as a hipster, he got cursed on his first fight by another Sega Ryuu Player who swore revenge. Lift the curse and perhaps his sealed power as a level six martial arts dude turned hipster may be yours for the taking!
WEAPONS: Are You Kidding?
SKILLS: Nash is a martial artist (in training) and has three cool special moves.
BONUSES: Nash sometimes steals shit. Like that HP potion, or potato chips. give him at least three hours (To steal, run for it, hide, and come back), and you can have whatever you want. At least for now, while his moral compass is pointing southwest.
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"I am now yourbitch." He explained. "I totally owe you for that sip. Allow me to take damage and gain few XP's…Well, at least until that curse from the in-game message there is gone. My belongings are yours to abuse and screw up.
NASH (Lvl. 6) has JOINED THE PARTY!
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Nash specializes in…Well, at the moment, he's really only good for distractions. He follows orders well, and trains very hard. He doesn't realize it, but when he began his life as a hipster, he got cursed on his first fight by another Sega Ryuu Player who swore revenge. Lift the curse and perhaps his sealed power as a level six martial arts dude turned hipster may be yours for the taking!
WEAPONS: Are You Kidding?
SKILLS: Nash is a martial artist (in training) and has three cool special moves.
BONUSES: Nash sometimes steals shit. Like that HP potion, or potato chips. give him at least three hours (To steal, run for it, hide, and come back), and you can have whatever you want. At least for now, while his moral compass is pointing southwest.
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"I am now your
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Terese stood up and walked away from the boy, about to go back to browsing for any never-heard-of-ever games, when she suddenly heard a tune and text that told her that apparently 'Nash' was now going to follow her around a lost puppy. Oh hell no, she was not going to baby-sit some low-level who would likely just be leaching off of her XP and other battle rewards, "Look, Nash..." Terese sighed and took off her glasses for a moment, rubbing her temples before putting them back on, "... Okay, you know what, fine. You can be in my party. Just don't get in my way and don't mess with my stuff, K? As soon as this 'curse' of yours lifts, I'm going solo again," She said, having always gone solo because she preferred to not have to deal with someone else in her party management.
"... And if you follow me, don't step on my heels. That just drives me up the fricken' wall," Terese said, finally putting her NES Zapper back in her inventory as she went to the RPG section, browsing for any unknown RPGs. She wrinkled her nose at all the Final Fantasy games having a whole shelf. Just... really? Really? At least it wasn't surrounded by banshee-fangirls.
"... And if you follow me, don't step on my heels. That just drives me up the fricken' wall," Terese said, finally putting her NES Zapper back in her inventory as she went to the RPG section, browsing for any unknown RPGs. She wrinkled her nose at all the Final Fantasy games having a whole shelf. Just... really? Really? At least it wasn't surrounded by banshee-fangirls.
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Nash was about to feel all sad, when he perked up at her saying Yes, and simply trailed behind the girl, careful not to step on her heels, as she requested. Then came the matter of leaving when his curse was lifted, and his power as a full level 6 would return.
"Okay. If you change your mind, that's cool too: I was a pretty powerful level 6 myself. I mean, I used to take arrows to the knee and all…till I took a bucket to the head, and got robbed blind and cursed up the arse. Before that, I used to be the most feared unarmed fighter in Tokyoronto, my martial arts skills mixed with the insanity of martial arts anime making me one of the most violent mofos AROUND. :O"
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"…Yeah, I was SOOO Cool. o.o" He bragged. "I mean, almost as cool as that one chick with the nintendo super scope ripoff by sega, who advertises hipster gear. I once broke her gun, and she slapped me into the moon, before firing an orbital cannon. Isn't that something you Gun Kata folk aspire to have? giant death rays or something? because that'd be totes kewl. :O Especially when it's just there, patrolling above the planet…I'd totally love to help you pay for it. I can't gather up the money to buy the high costing high level exclusive martial arts moves, so I don't mind."
…And he went silent. There was a momentary loud belch, but otherwise, he was quiet.
"Okay. If you change your mind, that's cool too: I was a pretty powerful level 6 myself. I mean, I used to take arrows to the knee and all…till I took a bucket to the head, and got robbed blind and cursed up the arse. Before that, I used to be the most feared unarmed fighter in Tokyoronto, my martial arts skills mixed with the insanity of martial arts anime making me one of the most violent mofos AROUND. :O"
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"…Yeah, I was SOOO Cool. o.o" He bragged. "I mean, almost as cool as that one chick with the nintendo super scope ripoff by sega, who advertises hipster gear. I once broke her gun, and she slapped me into the moon, before firing an orbital cannon. Isn't that something you Gun Kata folk aspire to have? giant death rays or something? because that'd be totes kewl. :O Especially when it's just there, patrolling above the planet…I'd totally love to help you pay for it. I can't gather up the money to buy the high costing high level exclusive martial arts moves, so I don't mind."
…And he went silent. There was a momentary loud belch, but otherwise, he was quiet.
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Terese cringed at every time he said 'cool' and at his belching- Out of the two, she wasn't sure about what was worse, but what was even worse than those was his bragging; and here she thought that he was actually kind of humble, "Yeah, sure you were," She said, thankful that he finally shut up so that she could continue to browse in peace, "And I'm sure that I can do all that. By myself. Without the help of some 'martial arts mofo'," She did air quotes at this, though she couldn't help but admit that death rays would be... interesting, but not as satisfying as putting the lead in your enemy yourself, "And what kind of hipster wants to be 'cool' anyways? I'd rather be original than be some piece of mainstream garbage," She said, having had her doubts about if he was really a hipster, but then figured that he just wasn't that hardcore of a hipster, "Maybe you were so 'cool' that you lost all of your glow," She suggested, thinking that might really be the case, but of course he wouldn't admit to that.
Her eyes brightened up when she was sure that she had found a gem in the box- 'Ogical Otatsu'. She had been searching for some time for this one. She took the sacred game out of the box slowly, her eyes even seeming to be shining.
(( Please note that I made the game up. ))
Her eyes brightened up when she was sure that she had found a gem in the box- 'Ogical Otatsu'. She had been searching for some time for this one. She took the sacred game out of the box slowly, her eyes even seeming to be shining.
(( Please note that I made the game up. ))
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Nash was confused by the girl's cringing. But, she looked to have some interest in the orbital cannon.
"Aren't being Original and Truely Cool One and the same?" He asked. "And how are you supposed to be original when everything has been done a million times over by now? Sounds like a case of 'The Simpsons Did It' to me."
And right then and there, Nash nearly destroyed the entire RP, plot, and Hipsters as we know it with those simple words. An invisible force knee'd him in the gut to make him shut up, as his own eyes widened, the game looking rather amazing…
"…Wooow!…" He went in awe of the box. "So THAT's what the normal box looks like. I have the Royal Edition at home. Do you know of it? it has this purple box, and It's got the alternate true endings. I even hear the Royal Edition has two player. But my bros never feel like playing it. D:"
Silence came upon them again. Nash, who had seemed to be impressed by Terese's find, nonchalantly mentioned he had a much more rare and better edition of the game, yet acting as if this super original regular copy was… 'The Shit.' That it was awesome. Fantastic. The Holy Grail…
"… I can totally pay for it. The cashier can drain me of some of my glow energy. It's no use to me while I'm cursed."
"Aren't being Original and Truely Cool One and the same?" He asked. "And how are you supposed to be original when everything has been done a million times over by now? Sounds like a case of 'The Simpsons Did It' to me."
And right then and there, Nash nearly destroyed the entire RP, plot, and Hipsters as we know it with those simple words. An invisible force knee'd him in the gut to make him shut up, as his own eyes widened, the game looking rather amazing…
"…Wooow!…" He went in awe of the box. "So THAT's what the normal box looks like. I have the Royal Edition at home. Do you know of it? it has this purple box, and It's got the alternate true endings. I even hear the Royal Edition has two player. But my bros never feel like playing it. D:"
Silence came upon them again. Nash, who had seemed to be impressed by Terese's find, nonchalantly mentioned he had a much more rare and better edition of the game, yet acting as if this super original regular copy was… 'The Shit.' That it was awesome. Fantastic. The Holy Grail…
"… I can totally pay for it. The cashier can drain me of some of my glow energy. It's no use to me while I'm cursed."
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Thankfully, Terese was too immersed in finding the treasure to really listen to what Nash said that could have turned her brain to mainstream-mush, perhaps even worse. A nearby hipster in vicinity of these words ran out of the store screaming about how everything was a lie.
And then Nash mentioned that he had the Royal Edition of this game. The very same game that she had spent weeks, months looking for, having nearly payed over five-hundred dollars for a copy before being outbid at the last moment every time. And this guy, someone who did more damage to himself with the impact of his own punches, wasn't that hardcore of a hipster... had the Royal Edition, It's probably in a bad condition, She thought, justifying that someone like him could the Royal Edition because he must have paid a cheap price for a damaged copy. But still, she stared at him for a moment, an eyebrow raising as she thought that perhaps this boy was perhaps had some sort of use to her after all.
"I'm not poor; I have enough glow to pay for a game," She said, walking ahead of him to the register.
And then Nash mentioned that he had the Royal Edition of this game. The very same game that she had spent weeks, months looking for, having nearly payed over five-hundred dollars for a copy before being outbid at the last moment every time. And this guy, someone who did more damage to himself with the impact of his own punches, wasn't that hardcore of a hipster... had the Royal Edition, It's probably in a bad condition, She thought, justifying that someone like him could the Royal Edition because he must have paid a cheap price for a damaged copy. But still, she stared at him for a moment, an eyebrow raising as she thought that perhaps this boy was perhaps had some sort of use to her after all.
"I'm not poor; I have enough glow to pay for a game," She said, walking ahead of him to the register.
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"Nooo. D: This will be my first act as your bitch ally!"
Nash dashed into a machine, and was painfully drained of way too much glow energy. The reason being, just before he dashed in, he slapped in a few games of his own. Sure, there were a couple RPG's and shooters, but it was mostly beat'em ups, one on one fighting, Pro-Wrestling, Anime fighting, etc. The young man crawled out of the machine, seemingly fried, when he looked his head up, and stared, as if he was okay. :D
"Terese, Would you like my Royal Edition? I have it all kept safe. I mean, I ain't no super-hipster, but video games are something I love." He explained. "And I wouldn't mind giving the game to my newpimp friend!"
He snatched his own game, handing the Ogical Otatsu her way, as he crawled towards the exit, where some dude in a pair of white wrestling tights and swimming shoes, with slender, lady-like legs that were freshly waxed of hair, his upper body wearing a black tube top and a red cowl, which, on the back, in red outline, read 'RAPE CAPE.'
"…" Went Nash. "You know this fucker, Terese?"
"Haaaaay~!" Barked The guy. "I challenge you BOTH, because of the crime of gaming unoriginality!"
"Wha?!" Went Nash "What are the gaming charges?!"
"You assholes think you can just be a gunslinging girl and the badass melee combo?…like…like…that one thing…movie….anime…game…uuuhhh…"
Nash climbed up, his glow quickly recharging.
"Terese, he challenged us. Let's oblige this asshole." He spoke seriously, grabbing a nearby folding chair.
Nash dashed into a machine, and was painfully drained of way too much glow energy. The reason being, just before he dashed in, he slapped in a few games of his own. Sure, there were a couple RPG's and shooters, but it was mostly beat'em ups, one on one fighting, Pro-Wrestling, Anime fighting, etc. The young man crawled out of the machine, seemingly fried, when he looked his head up, and stared, as if he was okay. :D
"Terese, Would you like my Royal Edition? I have it all kept safe. I mean, I ain't no super-hipster, but video games are something I love." He explained. "And I wouldn't mind giving the game to my new
He snatched his own game, handing the Ogical Otatsu her way, as he crawled towards the exit, where some dude in a pair of white wrestling tights and swimming shoes, with slender, lady-like legs that were freshly waxed of hair, his upper body wearing a black tube top and a red cowl, which, on the back, in red outline, read 'RAPE CAPE.'
"…" Went Nash. "You know this fucker, Terese?"
"Haaaaay~!" Barked The guy. "I challenge you BOTH, because of the crime of gaming unoriginality!"
"Wha?!" Went Nash "What are the gaming charges?!"
"You assholes think you can just be a gunslinging girl and the badass melee combo?…like…like…that one thing…movie….anime…game…uuuhhh…"
Nash climbed up, his glow quickly recharging.
"Terese, he challenged us. Let's oblige this asshole." He spoke seriously, grabbing a nearby folding chair.
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Before Terese could even reach the register, Nash had dashed into some machine and apparently all the games were paid for, though he looked like he was fried when he came out. She rolled her eyes and grabbed the Ogical Otatsu game from him, "I need to actually see it first, I don't want a beat up game," She said, still doubting his Royal Edition's quality. And then just as she was about to go out the door, considering waiting up for him because she didn't want to have to waste revives on him, some other hipster walked in and she walked past him, perhaps staring at his original, but also terrible arrangement of clothing. And once again before she could respond the terrible-fashion-sense-hipster claimed that they were unoriginal because of some reason he couldn't even spit out clearly.
She sighed; this was one of the many reasons why she preferred to work solo. Party members would almost always bring their shit with them for the rest of the team to deal with as some mid-boss, "Let's just get this over with..." She mumbled, getting out her Super Scope from her bag and began charging it with her glow. The front began to glow and collect into a yellow, glowing ball that once she finally released it, blasted into a powerful beam of energy aimed at the terrible-fashion-sense-hipster.
She sighed; this was one of the many reasons why she preferred to work solo. Party members would almost always bring their shit with them for the rest of the team to deal with as some mid-boss, "Let's just get this over with..." She mumbled, getting out her Super Scope from her bag and began charging it with her glow. The front began to glow and collect into a yellow, glowing ball that once she finally released it, blasted into a powerful beam of energy aimed at the terrible-fashion-sense-hipster.
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The weirdo recoiled backwards, clutching his chest and crying out in pain after the super scope practically almost killed him. Nash zipped through, and began to beat the guy down with the folding chair, WWF style.
"Just a heads up, I really don't know this asshole!"
He finished off with a hard smack to the side of the face with the folding chair. The guy climbed out of a pile of crappy games, tossing a couple copies of the 'green lantern' movie game, Nash crying out in fear and anger, as he smacked away the games. One of them suddenly came into his hands, and the glow around it allowed him to play through it in his mind.
Angrily, he tossed the game away, charging at the freak in thegay outfit and raining down punches that were actually effective this time. bashing the guy's guts to dust as he unloaded gatling gun style punches into his stomach, up to the chest, and finally, up to the face, a furious red aura surrounding him as he pummeled the guy into dust.
"YOU FUCKING FUCK, THAT MOVIE SUCKED ASS, AND SO DID ITS GODDAMN FAILURE OF A 'GAME!' I OUGHTTA SHANK YOU WITH A SPOON AND CRUCIFY YOU BY THE GROIN, IF YOU EVEN HAVE ANYTHING THERE, YOU STUPID BASTARD! ATATATATATATATA!!!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tfiwkei5Qic
"Just a heads up, I really don't know this asshole!"
He finished off with a hard smack to the side of the face with the folding chair. The guy climbed out of a pile of crappy games, tossing a couple copies of the 'green lantern' movie game, Nash crying out in fear and anger, as he smacked away the games. One of them suddenly came into his hands, and the glow around it allowed him to play through it in his mind.
Angrily, he tossed the game away, charging at the freak in the
"YOU FUCKING FUCK, THAT MOVIE SUCKED ASS, AND SO DID ITS GODDAMN FAILURE OF A 'GAME!' I OUGHTTA SHANK YOU WITH A SPOON AND CRUCIFY YOU BY THE GROIN, IF YOU EVEN HAVE ANYTHING THERE, YOU STUPID BASTARD! ATATATATATATATA!!!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tfiwkei5Qic
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So it seemed that his fighting skills matched his fashion choices, he wasn't even worth the title of a mid-boss. Terse yawned, leaning on her super-scope to let Nash go at the guy once he ran forward, it didn't seem like the guy could really harm him anyways. She had to admit that it was sort of amusing to watch Nash beat down on the guy with a folded chair that probably did more damage than his punches did. And as it turned out, Nash didn't even know this guy after all, she never knew that awful fashion sense could really make someone hate their guts.
But she did winch at the guy falling into a pile of bad games, she could have sworn that a really bad game gave her a second-degree burn once, it was that bad. She shrieked at a game from that garbage pile flying towards her as she slapped it away, she caught a glimpse of the title and scrunched her nose at it. It was a game of the latest Green Lantern movie, she had neither seen nor played them since they were much too popular for her, but being a movie tie-in game, it was bound to be terrible.
"So are you done with him yet?" Terese said, ready to do a final blow if Nash's punches (likely) didn't do it.
But she did winch at the guy falling into a pile of bad games, she could have sworn that a really bad game gave her a second-degree burn once, it was that bad. She shrieked at a game from that garbage pile flying towards her as she slapped it away, she caught a glimpse of the title and scrunched her nose at it. It was a game of the latest Green Lantern movie, she had neither seen nor played them since they were much too popular for her, but being a movie tie-in game, it was bound to be terrible.
"So are you done with him yet?" Terese said, ready to do a final blow if Nash's punches (likely) didn't do it.
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Nash rose up to his feet, and glared over towards the mid-boss, before cracking a grin towards Terese. It seemed an old fighting spirit of his had been re-ignited. Well, not entirely, still being cursed and all, but that fiery willpower of his was really kicking in after taking out some anger about that game and it's god awfulness. Slipping his hands into his pockets, he ran his thumb just under his nose in the style of bruce lee flicking his upper lip, like in the movies.
"Huh. Looks like I had a secret anime power up. Maybe if I keep it up, I can speed up my recovery process, and boost my levels at the same time."
He checked out his phone: his level suddenly boosted up to seven. Well, he was still a meager level 3 in actuality, but if that newfound burning inner strength of his was true, his regular level would increase too, making him nice and strong in the process. Maybe he could impress Terese at some point!…
"Yeah…I'm a green lantern fan." Admitted Nash. "You should check some of the 'new guardians' series out some time, or 'Green Lantern Corps.' Good stuff. Makes me wish there was a real GL Corps…"
"Huh. Looks like I had a secret anime power up. Maybe if I keep it up, I can speed up my recovery process, and boost my levels at the same time."
He checked out his phone: his level suddenly boosted up to seven. Well, he was still a meager level 3 in actuality, but if that newfound burning inner strength of his was true, his regular level would increase too, making him nice and strong in the process. Maybe he could impress Terese at some point!…
"Yeah…I'm a green lantern fan." Admitted Nash. "You should check some of the 'new guardians' series out some time, or 'Green Lantern Corps.' Good stuff. Makes me wish there was a real GL Corps…"
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Terese still held a deadpan, unimpressed look toward's Nash's grin, hoping that his 'secret anime power up' would just hurry up the process of getting rid of that curse and therefore hopefully getting him out of her party, swearing that if he got them into another hipster fight that he'd be on his own this time, it seemed that the ones he attracted weren't that strong anyways, "Comic books aren't really my thing," She said, putting the Super-Scope back into her bag. Comic books had never seemed to catch her interests and though she hated to admit it, all the continuities confused her, to her they were more confusing than the Legend of Zelda timeline.
And with having taken care of the 'barely-even-a-mid-boss-hipster' and her game being paid for, she finally walked out of the game store. She decided to go and get something to eat before going back to her apartment to play her Ogical Otatsu... or perhaps going back to Nash's place to get the Royal Edition, if it was really in that good of a condition. She hadn't had any party members in a while, like a long while, so she just hoped that Nash wouldn't have to follow her everywhere... like her apartment.
And with having taken care of the 'barely-even-a-mid-boss-hipster' and her game being paid for, she finally walked out of the game store. She decided to go and get something to eat before going back to her apartment to play her Ogical Otatsu... or perhaps going back to Nash's place to get the Royal Edition, if it was really in that good of a condition. She hadn't had any party members in a while, like a long while, so she just hoped that Nash wouldn't have to follow her everywhere... like her apartment.
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"Le Gasp! D:" Went Nash. "You should get into the New 52 while DC is still in the starting stages of the re-launch! :O"
Nash hopped back behind Terese, waiting for her next course of action.
(Have her mooch off Nash for his game, food, etc. :O)
Nash hopped back behind Terese, waiting for her next course of action.
(Have her mooch off Nash for his game, food, etc. :O)
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Terese stared at him for a moment, trying to translate what comic-book language he just spoke, "... I'll be sure to get right on that," She said somewhat sarcastically. She continued on her way, looking for a cafe to eat in. She didn't like how he was following her, it even made her feel a bit embarrassed, but at least he wasn't stepping on her heels, he did that loyally. He'd probably just follow any order she barked at him loyally..., but she bet that it was because he probably thought doing that might land him a free date, pssh, he wished. After a few moments of walking she finally spotted someplace that she wanted to eat at- "The Whispering Pixal". It sounded sort of pretentious (but then admittedly almost everything hipster was), but one of the reasons why she was a regular there was because she got her beginnings as a hipster there, so it was sort of nostalgic for her. And because not only did they have damn good food, but they also had damn good arcade games. Walking across the street, she reached the front doors of The Whispering Pixal and pushed them open, the sounds of arcade machines welcoming her.
(( Maybe, though she'll be sort of reluctant to. XD ))
(( Maybe, though she'll be sort of reluctant to. XD ))
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Nash stared around the place. Pretentious hipster hangouts were so strange and foreign to him. Like the Mos Eisley Cantina from Star Wars. It was a breeding ground for both originality, and conformity alike, though 'originality' shined brighter, at least, that's how it seemed. He just tagged along, and ordered nothing, his stomach grumbling, and his pockets lacking the sound of anything but the coins jingling, as he sauntered over to a Street Fighter Arcade machine to start mashing buttons, this being his plan to wait out Terese's time eating.
"Psshaw~" chuckled Nash. "Eating is for mortals."
His fingers seemed to move at supersonic speeds, as he annihilated opponents by using Evil Ryu. The sounds of the cabinet giving off Japanese Technique names like 'HADOKEN!' or 'SHORYUUKEN!' or 'TATSUMAKI SENPUU KYAKU!' as he casually annihilated hard difficulty opponents. He turned his head slightly, gesturing with a foot for her to go on and eat, and that he had some important business to do regarding the game. The Royal Edition and other shit could wait: It was STREET FUCKING FIGHTER!…
…And shortly after, he switched over to a similar game, 'King Of Fighters' that seemed to just be a Street Fighter Copy of some sort.
"Psshaw~" chuckled Nash. "Eating is for mortals."
His fingers seemed to move at supersonic speeds, as he annihilated opponents by using Evil Ryu. The sounds of the cabinet giving off Japanese Technique names like 'HADOKEN!' or 'SHORYUUKEN!' or 'TATSUMAKI SENPUU KYAKU!' as he casually annihilated hard difficulty opponents. He turned his head slightly, gesturing with a foot for her to go on and eat, and that he had some important business to do regarding the game. The Royal Edition and other shit could wait: It was STREET FUCKING FIGHTER!…
…And shortly after, he switched over to a similar game, 'King Of Fighters' that seemed to just be a Street Fighter Copy of some sort.
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"But aren't you..." Terese was about to say something pointing out that, despite his powers, he was still a 'mortal', but decided it wasn't worth it. Looking over at the screen as he was playing, she had to admit that it was sort of impressive by her standards, she even considered going up against him if he didn't just go easy on her for being a girl gamer. Taking this as some sort of break from him, she went over to the food counter and sat at a stool. The restaurant sort of looked like a 60s diner with cyberpunk elements to it.
"So, what'll it be?" someone behind the counter asked, cleaning a glass.
"Just the usual," she said.
"... Erm... what exactly is your 'usual?" he asked, slightly confused.
Terese blinked before realizing that this was a new waiter, "Oh, well it's..." Terese recited what she usually had and he wrote it down and went to the back. A few moments later he came back, noticing something, "I think I should tell ya' that some guys and gals are eyeyin' that guy you came in with," He said, pointing to a group of hipsters that had been staring at Nash, as if this was a V.I.P place and he had came in uninvited.
"God, not again..." Terese said, sighing in aggravation as she looked over her shoulder.
"So, what'll it be?" someone behind the counter asked, cleaning a glass.
"Just the usual," she said.
"... Erm... what exactly is your 'usual?" he asked, slightly confused.
Terese blinked before realizing that this was a new waiter, "Oh, well it's..." Terese recited what she usually had and he wrote it down and went to the back. A few moments later he came back, noticing something, "I think I should tell ya' that some guys and gals are eyeyin' that guy you came in with," He said, pointing to a group of hipsters that had been staring at Nash, as if this was a V.I.P place and he had came in uninvited.
"God, not again..." Terese said, sighing in aggravation as she looked over her shoulder.
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Okay I'm going to join as a dude( a vegan), but i can't post until tues. or wed. because i have to be off in an adventure. is that cool with you? okay don't die yet, kay thanks reserve me a spot.
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