Post by gouriki on Dec 21, 2010 19:39:42 GMT -5
The boys demeanor wasn't shaken, his eyes had only intensified under the cost of adversity that was before himself, willing back and forth between seriousness and laughing himself silly by the constant shouts of the glorifying group in front of him. The boys eyes came to a stillness, as the group crowded him, trying to make him feel inferior to them, talking mostly about how they were going to whoop his ass, because he was only one person. His expression only changed into a smile, not a overconfident smile, and yet a seemingly lack of no confidence was there.
His arms spread apart as he breathed in, the roaring of their mouths would come once more, making him even less of a coward. "You know, with all these words, I haven't seen a single one of you attack me yet?" A sheepish comment, taking into account the fact that these people were considered weaklings, and keeping in mind that his abilities were superhuman, he had only kept his demeanor up because of the fact that he was at his peak strength. He grasped his fist tightly.
"Attack me..."
Grunting and snarling, was all that could be considered, as the gang attacked him with ferocity, some using weapons others their fists, the ones using the weaponry Gōriki gave only a few remarks about, trademarking with a "Fireman's Carry" to a throw towards another individual, grasping the weapon while doing so, throwing it away and then punching another, into the gut with his left fist, sending him backwards with incredible strength.
The fighting had stopped for a second, the leader looking at him with a sweaty face, counting on the fact that he was outnumbered more so than his own strength. This was Gōriki's strength, Wrestling.
Fading back into a crowding position, the somewhat defeated gang members stood once more, this boy, Gōriki neither an inch or a mile. He only watched with a somewhat absent look on his face, waiting once more for their attacks. The leader began to talk once more, his inner confidence shaken by Gō's prowess with hand-to-hand combat. "You know, I'm missing my favorite show because you guys want to fight me, it kinda is ticking me off... I suggest you go away and never fight me again." The seriousness had shown, his voice lifting the sickening air of the leaders own voice.
He began sweating once more, watching Gōriki, beginning to laugh a bit as he grasped his weapon, a gun, of which he carried for things such as "extermination of those he didn't like", pointing it at Gōriki, their was only a two second difference. Grasping onto the leaders neck before he could truly react, Gō had swept him off his feet, the boys arm holding the man up with ease.
"You really want to use a gun, you bastard." With the full ferocity of incredible strength he possessed, he threw the man on the ground, causing a powerful shift within the ground beneath, causing a small indention of the earth. "Now..." He said, the leaders body was paralyzed, not moving an inch as the gang watched in fear. "I'll ask again, do you truly want me angry..." The fear struck the men, their hearts leaping out their chests as they ran for their lives, screaming in fear.
He gathered his things, and began to walk towards the schools entrance gate. He honestly just wanted to get home, however in a blatant sense of urgency his eyes opened widely. "Shit, I'm gonna miss it!" His feet tapped against the ground, holding his bag and portfolio within his hands, the jettisoning body leaving the injured man behind and a crushed gun with finger bends within his wake. "Shit, shit, shit, shit!"
His face was desperate as he dodged the people within his way down the narrow street path, his reaction time and movement skills exceptional. Coming to a bridge, he stopped and turned his body rapidly, switching his pace to a full sprint within seconds. Stopping and then watching as a crowd of people stood in his way, he screamed and leaped over them, kicking off a way, after he leaped towards it, and then did one curled flip, landing and jetting forward once again.
"Almost there!"
His arms spread apart as he breathed in, the roaring of their mouths would come once more, making him even less of a coward. "You know, with all these words, I haven't seen a single one of you attack me yet?" A sheepish comment, taking into account the fact that these people were considered weaklings, and keeping in mind that his abilities were superhuman, he had only kept his demeanor up because of the fact that he was at his peak strength. He grasped his fist tightly.
"Attack me..."
Grunting and snarling, was all that could be considered, as the gang attacked him with ferocity, some using weapons others their fists, the ones using the weaponry Gōriki gave only a few remarks about, trademarking with a "Fireman's Carry" to a throw towards another individual, grasping the weapon while doing so, throwing it away and then punching another, into the gut with his left fist, sending him backwards with incredible strength.
The fighting had stopped for a second, the leader looking at him with a sweaty face, counting on the fact that he was outnumbered more so than his own strength. This was Gōriki's strength, Wrestling.
Fading back into a crowding position, the somewhat defeated gang members stood once more, this boy, Gōriki neither an inch or a mile. He only watched with a somewhat absent look on his face, waiting once more for their attacks. The leader began to talk once more, his inner confidence shaken by Gō's prowess with hand-to-hand combat. "You know, I'm missing my favorite show because you guys want to fight me, it kinda is ticking me off... I suggest you go away and never fight me again." The seriousness had shown, his voice lifting the sickening air of the leaders own voice.
He began sweating once more, watching Gōriki, beginning to laugh a bit as he grasped his weapon, a gun, of which he carried for things such as "extermination of those he didn't like", pointing it at Gōriki, their was only a two second difference. Grasping onto the leaders neck before he could truly react, Gō had swept him off his feet, the boys arm holding the man up with ease.
"You really want to use a gun, you bastard." With the full ferocity of incredible strength he possessed, he threw the man on the ground, causing a powerful shift within the ground beneath, causing a small indention of the earth. "Now..." He said, the leaders body was paralyzed, not moving an inch as the gang watched in fear. "I'll ask again, do you truly want me angry..." The fear struck the men, their hearts leaping out their chests as they ran for their lives, screaming in fear.
He gathered his things, and began to walk towards the schools entrance gate. He honestly just wanted to get home, however in a blatant sense of urgency his eyes opened widely. "Shit, I'm gonna miss it!" His feet tapped against the ground, holding his bag and portfolio within his hands, the jettisoning body leaving the injured man behind and a crushed gun with finger bends within his wake. "Shit, shit, shit, shit!"
His face was desperate as he dodged the people within his way down the narrow street path, his reaction time and movement skills exceptional. Coming to a bridge, he stopped and turned his body rapidly, switching his pace to a full sprint within seconds. Stopping and then watching as a crowd of people stood in his way, he screamed and leaped over them, kicking off a way, after he leaped towards it, and then did one curled flip, landing and jetting forward once again.
"Almost there!"