The duel between Ninja and SlaYo

[The SlaYeR]

Ninja, i challenge thee to a duel.
TO THE DEAD!!!


SlaYo stepped into 'JUGGS'. The local saloon and noticed Ninja sitting in a chair at a small, wooden and smelly table.
Or was it just Ninja beeing so smelly?

Anyway, he stepped to him and whacked him with a barrel which he was consealing behind his back.

[Ninja]

Ninja quickly grabbed the barrel, pulled off all his clothes, let willy flap in the breeze, and threw it back at SlaYo slamming him across the room!

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo flung trough the air and hit the bartender who fell down unconsious. SlaYo then stood up and ripped off his shirt wich he threw and Ninja with great force and wisdom.

[Ninja]

NinjA pulled out akimbo shotguns and started to shoot at SlaYo's groin area with perfect accuracy!

[The SlaYeR]

Ninja was oblivious of that fact that SlaYo was wearing METAL PANTS! He jumped over the bar and took a dart out of his backpocket wich he threw at Ninja's groin with perfect accuracy.

"DODGE THAT." SlaYo said and he winked.

[the WINNER]

GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GO SLAYO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*hands over a rocket launcher to SlaYo

[Ninja]

NinjA dodged it, like SlaYo told him to, and pulled out double uzis and returned fire, sliding under the bar table.

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo jumped and hung upside down against the ceiling, telling Winner to hide against the bar, he aimed the rocket launcher at the table Ninja was hiding under.

[the WINNER]

*finds a phone, calls Pho, tells her to come to the bar. "Ninja's trying to kill SlaYo because Ninja wants to MARRY YOU!!!!!!!!"*

*waits for Pho.......*

omg, going to get some more weapons from my house... =(

SlaY is going to get an AK-47 YAY!!!! gonna get it

[Ninja]

Erm, this is strictly between I and SlaYo, no one else is allowed to interact, this especially goes to Radium, so he knows not to come in and try to be funny.

[Bucky]

*attempts to join in the brawl*

*is knocked unconsious by a flying cat*

Darn.

Go SlaYo!

[Ninja]

Stop posting like you're actually in it.

Anyway,

NinjA grabbed his huge, hard, swollen, paper towel tube, caught the rocket in it, and threw it back like a stick grenade, while squirting acid through a supersoaker 12939128639x876x or whatever they're up to nowadays.

Derby: Wide attack removal.

[Bucky]

*sneaks up on NinjA from behind and attacks with a fencepost*

*runs away*

[Coppertop]

What did Ninja say?

*runs for the hills*
*cheers for Slay and Ninja alternately*

[Tik]

*Joins CT and cheers for whoever is currently losing*

[Ninja]

NinjA is losing!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111oneeightostaple

>lube slayo

You lube Slayo!

Slayo is lubed!

>;D

Thou must be confused, [GpW]NinjA

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo made a hip-hop backflip and flung trough the air Matrix-style. He flip flopped, skee-bopped right out of the saloon and into a busy shopping mall, he noticed Ninja buying a dangerous snowcone at a stand and whipped out his big blade.

[Ninja]

NinjA pulled out his huge, hard, iron-like blade, threw it into the air, and pulled out two pistols, the world went into slow motion as he fired at SlaYo's CHOCOLATE CANDY ARSE. He dropped the pistols, and grabbed the sword, and leapt forward at SlaYo.

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo removed his iron pants and wrapped them around skillfully around Ninja's neck. They lay there on the ground togheter, struggeling. Untill SlaYo stood up.

`Time for a cup of tea i say. Would you like a biscuit?´

[Ninja]

NinjA drew his bloody dagger from his dark, bloodstained boots, he fingered the silver (+) necklace he had, and w4nked. He shot some white, hot sticky glue in SlaYo's direction, and burned SlaYo's face.

[Xion]

*urp*

I'll stop my #jj2 binge drinking if slay wins.

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo wiped the icky, white substance of his face and the skin peeled away to make place for... SLAYO'S FACE # 2 =D

SlaYo back-flipped into a cd-store and listened took the new Britney Spears record, he ordered one of the employee's to put it in the cd player and Britney's nasty voice BOOMED through the store.

SlaYo ran out of the store, kicked Ninja inside and locked the door behind him.

"My ears! My ears!." Ninja screamed.

[Ninja]

NinjA collapsed against the wall, bleeding, cold, and injured. <i>Dammit, I have to get out of here. </i>

The coldness of SlaYo's black heart amazed NinjA. How could an invidvidual be so cruel. NinjA reached into his boot once more, and drew his switchblade, cut the employees throat smoothly, and watched his insides drip out slowly. Stealing the employees chained pants, and black shirt, he went over to the CD player and put a knife through it, thus electrocuting himself, and knocked out cold.

He woke up, it was hours later. It seemed. It was dark, and he was bleeding.

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo was sitting on his motorcycle riding down the cold and empty free-way. People we're sitting in their houses, unwrapping christmas presents, but he wasn't.
He had no one to surprise.

He took a right turn into a street, old apartmentbuildings stood to the right and left, several lights we're out.
He parked his motorcycle and walked towards an old door full of graffiti, he put his shoulder against the door and gave a push.
The door gave away and he stepped into the corridor, it smelled like urine in here. SlaYo walked up the stairs and entered his room, it was not to big but it was home.
He took of his long, black trenchcoat and threw it over a chair.

SlaYo sank down into the couch and took a smoke from the package that was lying between a pizza box and a couple of empty beercans on his table. SlaYo watched the news and took a drag from his cigarette. The store that he had locked Ninja in was on the news, a body was just covered up.

"Ninja, i'll get you."

[4I Falcon]

Outrage. Shock and outrage.

What? I have read these pants. Reveal this to me!

[Ninja]

Smoke poured from the cigarette Ninja didn't have. He crouched on a building looking down at the filth below him. <i>Someone needs to die. And I don't. </i>
The only person he had to turn to was his girlfriend. He didn't have a girlfriend. He had nowhere to turn. He pressed the cigarette against the palm of his hand. It didn't hurt. Nothing hurt. Except him.

He pulled out his silenced pistol with a scope, and aimed into the streets. A cop was coming by on a motorcycle. A **** sweet motorcycle. Ninja quickly lifted the cap off of the scope and fired, and jumped back into the vent, crawling through 20 storys. By the time he got outside, the place was surrounded. Surrounding that sweet a$s motorcycle. He calmly walked into the crowd, shot the cop who was closet to the bike, grabbed his shotgun, threw it onto the bike and took off. <i>Sweetness</i>


Five hours later, he woke up in a dark cell. (thing) had happened. (thing) had came to him. It didn't matter HOW it happened, it's that it HAD happened. So he was going to die. Who cares. He was going to kill. Someone was going to die, anyway.

(Good time for someone to create a character. D<)

[Coppertop]

But we were told to stay out of it! :(

[Ninja]

I give you permission, CT. And Spaztic, too. AND ANAIYU. +DDD

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo walked into the police office, the sun stood high in the sky and was shining his rays down on the citizens of New Smack city.
"SlaYo, get in my office, now!" Captain Trafton shouted, his face turning red.
"Hold you're breath chief." SlaYo said.
He walked into the office and looked around, pictures of rabbits were hanging on the walls, a turtle was crawling over a rock in a small bassin in the corner of the office, captain Trafton sat down on his uncomfortable metal chair behind and old, oak desk.
"Sit down, NOW!"
SlaYo knew he was going to get a lot of bullsh!t about his behaviour the other night. The Ninja case was assigned to him.
He was trained to behave like a professional in every situation, but last night, vengeance took control of him.
He wanted to get Ninja, even if it was the last thing he did.
"Does the name 'Sonny's shack' ring a bell to you?" The captain asked him.
SlaYo knew that this was the place where he had last seen Ninja, where he had locked him up and left him behind. Unguarded. He thought he had him.
"Two dead body's were found there, you did not catch Ninja, how much longer is this going to take SlaY?" Trafton said, his voice was now calmer, more desperate. "My superiours are questioning if i am the right man to lead this corps SlaY, we need to get our hands on this guy. We tought we had him, but he got away. This guy is like a ghost."
SlaYo nodded, he stood up and walked towards the door.
"Do not worry captain, i'll get him. Even if it is the last thing i will ever do."

[The SlaYeR]

Oh yah, me and Ninja both decided on that. The three of you can join in.

[Ninja]

He was out. It didn't matter HOW he got out, it was that he was out. His head had been damaged from the music. Fingering the sleek, coldness of his .50 desert eagle, and the warmness of the rubber motorcycle handle grips, he drove away from the city. Away from Slayo. The person who was determined to have him dead. Why was he being chased? He didn't remember. What he did remember is one of them needed to die. It didn't really matter who, as long as one of them killed each other.

[Coppertop]

Hmm. Trafton is all over the rank charts, isn't he? General, Admiral, Captain ...

Coppertop watched Ninja leave on his stolen motorcycle. She wondered what SlaYo would say.
Perhaps she shouldn't tell him.
She didn't know. It all depended on SlaYo - and Ninja.

[The SlaYeR]

It was 3 hours later, the sun was slowly sinking behind the houses. SlaYo stepped out of the cafetaria where he had just finished a meal. He looked to his left, a young girl with long black hair to her waist walked towards him and grabbed him by the arm. She pulled him into a dark allyway and slipped something into his hand, she then ran of.
"Who are you?" SlaYo shouted, trying to peer trough the thick veil of darkness that was blocking his view.
He walked back to the street and stood under a streetlight, he took a crumbled note out of his pocket and opened it.
'Meet me tonight at the graveyard, come alone. I have some information on the one you are looking for."
SlaYo put the note back in his pocket and walked in the direction of the police station when he noticed a group of black men walking in his direction.
"Sup cracka, we needs yo cash man." The young homey said and he pulled a stiletto out of his pocket.
"I think i might have something you want, but i could be mistaking." SlaYo, beeing on the edge snapped and grabbed the guy by his shirt, with his other hand he hit him on the adam's apple." The guy fell to the ground gasping for breath, the other black man ran away. SlaYo tapped some dust off his jacket and walked on. Then a police car entered the street.
Two officers got out and pointed their guns at SlaYo.
"STOP RIGHT THERE." One of them shouted.

[Ninja]

Crack. Bam. Boom.

Someone died. Oh yeah, what was the first word? Crack. <i> Crack <i>

Crack.

Ninja was decide to apple his mother`s sticky, but knew it was in-illetion, so he was being`s persued by Slayo, it was dark`s and cold`s and he was alone! ;-(

[Tik]

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, more stupid, dumb...", Spaztic muttered to himself as he routinely clicked through the TV channels. Mud wrestling, Martha Stewart, horrible rap videos, it was all the same. He looked down at his filthy shirt and sighed. Taking one last swig from his Sobe, he thrust the footrest down into the recliner and hopped up.

It must have been at least 1 am. He somehow managed to maneuver his way towards the window that looked out onto the street, dodging piles of clothes and molding food. Drawing the curtains away and opening the window, he took a deep breathe and looked up at the barely visible moon. "I need to get out of this stupid apartment," he sighed, when suddenly a noise from below on the street caught his attention.

"Sup cracka," he heard, "we needs yo cash man." Suddenly Spaztic's became fearsomely alert. A mugging? And by whom? It didn't matter, because that would be too inconvenient towards the thin plot. All Spaztic knew is that he felt the urge to investigate. He quickly threw on some shoes and a clean shirt and raced downstairs and out onto the street.

When he came out he saw a young black man lying on the ground breathing sporatically and a police officer yammering on his radio. "What happened?" he asked curiously, not really expecting an answer.

"This man was assaulted, and the perpatrator is running away", the officer answered quickly.

"Do you know who he is?"

"Well he left his wallet right here," the officer said. What a dumb pig, telling things like that to a total stranger. A sudden madness possessed Spaztic who suddenly ran towards the officer, jumped, and kicked him across the face. The officer slammed onto the ground, his face a bloody pulp. Spaztic looked around, grabbed the wallet, and ran to a safe place. When he arrived he opened up the contents, finding various credit cards, $40 in cash, a couple condoms, and a drivers license. He took out the license and studied the picture. "Slayo," he said. "Interesting name. No doubt you'll be returning for your wallet. I'll keep a close watch for you."

But just at that moment something snuck up behind him rather conveniently, and smacked him over the head, rendering him unconcious. Oh no. ;(

[Ninja]

(Insert a new character here please someone)

=P

[Coppertop]

I'll use one of my chars tho I haven't put his prof up yet :p

Tephro stood over the limp body of Spaztic, knowing he was going to get into trouble if he didn't leave soon. He bent and picked up the wallet Spaztic had been holding, slipping the photo of SlaYo into his pocket. He tossed the wallet back on the ground, next to Spaztic. Then he faded back into the shadows, and waited.

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo put his hands behind his head as the cops walked towards them. He looked at them, one of them was Eddy, the guy from his squad. SlaYo had talked to Eddie a few times, he was more scared then anyone on the squad to die. Eddie would leave his lovely wife Connie behind, and their two childeren.

He walked towards SlaYo, his hands trembling with fear.
The other one was Jason, a young guy who had just passed his exams and was trying to proof himself. SlaYo had always known that Jason would do well, he was not afraid of anything.
This was also his biggest weakness.

"You are under arrest for the murder on Percy Diggins. You have the right to remain silent..." SlaYo knew the procedure. Percy.. that name was familiar to him. He thought back about last night, SlaYo had sat in front of the tv. The name of the person that was murdered in the music store, but that person was murdered by Ninja, not by him. SlaYo looked at Captain Trafton who gave him a cruel smile. SlaYo hit Jason on the face and ran for it. A few shots were beeing fired at him, but most of his former collegues hesitated to fire.

"SHOOT HIM." Captain Trafton shouted when his cell phone rang.

"Yah? Who is this?" Trafton said. A grin formed on his face when he heard Trafton's reply.

"This is Ninja, did you get him?"


SlaYo was running trough the dark ally's. Why did this happened to him? He was loyal to the squad for 11 years.
No more mister nice guy, he thought to himself as he entered the door to his apartment, SlaYo took his weapons. Two custom made full-automatic handguns and a small dagger.
He took a last look around his apartment and stepped outside.

"No more mister nice guy." He thought to himself.

[4I Falcon]

*would post something, but is unsure of whether to do so or not, considering he was not expressly invited to do so LIKE EVERYONE ELSE >(*

[Ninja]

*looks at slayo*

[Coppertop]

Like only THREE OTHER PPL. Not everyone else.

[Ninja]

Page claimed in the name of ME. >)

[Coppertop]

Me is a member on this board, you know.

[4I Falcon]

Like only THREE OTHER PPL. Not everyone else.

You assume that I think before posting?

[Coppertop]

Well ...

*looks around for SlaYo or Derby*
We'd better get back on topic.

Coppertop paced, waiting for SlaYo.
He'd better hurry.
There wasn't much time left. She was pretty sure that Ninja knew about her. And she had a feeling that something bad had happened.

[Anaiyu]

Anaiyu curls up in a blanket and falls asleep.

[Ninja]

Ninja melts from the cuteness of sleeping Anaiyu, and becomes UN-INSANE. ;o ;o

[Coppertop]

And the thread promptly dies because of LACK OF INPUT, SlaYo's absence, and Ninja's conversion.

[Ninja]

and because reg ;)

[Coppertop]

Yes.

*laments*

[Ninja]

gun pow powp ow bang

[The SlaYeR]

Ninja, post some more story. You freak ;)

[Ninja]

It's your turn. >|

[Coppertop]

Eh ... I think it is.

[Ninja]

Ninja ran his fingers along the blade of his dagger as he walked through the abandoned apartment building, the floor creaking beneath his boots. <i> I need to sleep </i>
He hadn't slept for over 24 hours. How could he? He was being stalked, and was stalking someone at the same time. He pushed open a door, and saw a covered person sleeping on the floor. <i> I don't have time for this sh!t. </i> Drawing his gun, and loading a tranqulizer dart into it, he shot the covered person in the back, flinched at the squeal, and leaned backwards against the wall and closed his eyes. If he didn't find SlaYo, SlaYo would find him.

Time: 1:42 AM

(there, I found a way to fit anaiyu in the story, somehow. >|)

[Tik]

Spaztic's eyes slowly opened, but still all he saw was blackness. His head throbbed in pain for a moment, then went back down. He pushed himself up from the wet pavement and stared forward in confusion. It was night out, still. Still...yes, slowly his memory came back to him and he remembered what had happened. Pawing around on the asphalt he discovered the wallet again and looked into it. The pictured license was gone, the rest was still there. Someone must have stolen it. But who?

He slowly stood up and pushed off the dirts from his clothes. Looking down the alley the streetlights flickered dimly. He must not have been unconcious too long. He walked towards the street and peeked his head around a corner. No one was there, so he quickly walked out onto the street. He wondered what was going on where he had knocked out the police officer, so he got an idea.

Going into another alley and found some old metal stairs that led up beside an abandoned apartment building. He ascended quickly but quietly until he got to the roof of the buildding, then snuck over to the edge of the opposite side and looked down towards where the scene had taken place.

Bright yellow caution tape was stretched around the perimeter of the area and a few cop cars were parked, as well as an ambulance. He noticed the police officer was not there, but instead was a chalk outline of his body. The mugger was on a stretcher being moved into the ambulance. What had he done? He had never meant to murder the man.

Spaztic knew he was now in trouble with law, but didn't realize the greater struggle going on. He took out Slayo's wallet and looked inside once again. Later he would realize at that moment he'd already accidentally chosen sides against Ninja and his disease of impure influence and deception. Not only that, but he was rather annoyed that he wasn't included in his signature.

[Coppertop]

I was about to comment on that. Put Tick in yer sig, Ninja!

[Ninja]

The sound of a loose brick.
<i> Someone's on the roof. </i>

Ninja pulled his dagger from his boot, and kicked open the door, looking up at the glass roof. <i>Whoever it is is in another area </i>
He ran to the opposite end of the building, and kicked open the door to the outside, climbing up the stairs to the roof. He could make out a figure looking down at the street. <i> He's alive, so he's got to be dead. </i>
Ninja creeped up behind the person, and prepared to cut his throat and kick him off the building. Then he looked down. <i> I don't need the attention. </i>
He backed off, while loading a tranqulizer dart into his pistol, and fired.

<i> Click </i>

<i> (-) </i>

He grabbed the figure and they ra......rolled towards a glass panel on the roof, (the one where I was sleeping, hint hint ;o :o ;o :o,) he grabbed the persons head, and threw him through the glass, jumped back to the edge of the roof, and shot at a nearby ambulance, killing the driver, and diverting the attention of the police. Running down the fire escape, he dropped to the ground, and ran for the police car.

Yay for BIASED STORYS. ;DD

Derby: Filter bypass edit.

[Tik]

Spaztic placed the wallet back into his pocket and sighed. He stared down at the street rather woefully, but his attention was suddenly diverted to a sound behind him.

Was someone there? Doubtful...how would anyone possibly know he was there? It was probably just some bird landing somewhere.

He continued to study the scene below and until suddenly he noticed a sharp pain in his neck. He felt weak, and wanted to stop standing. His legs trembled as if he was about to fall. His eyes began to shut but he could still hear. He felt like he was being dragged somewhere, then he heard a crashing sound. Did he fall off the roof? What was going on? Pain seemed to evelope his body.

He heard another bang, and then some far off screams that slowly faded into silence and darkness.

* * * * * Dramatic Unconcious Period of Time Elapses * * * * *

Spaztic's eyes opened suddenly. He felt panicked but was unable to move. He was laying on his side and managed to roll over onto his back. Pain shot through his spine, and he realized his entire body was covered in small cuts. His clothes were soaked. Not in blood, but in water. Looking upwards he saw the a shattered skylight. Beyond it - dark, brooding clouds. It must have rained. It dawned on him that he probably had somehow fainted and fallen through a skylight on the roof.

With great effort he managed to sit up. His hands were covered in dried blood, as was his back and legs. He looked around the room. It was quite well furbished for what he thought was supposed to be an abandoned building. Using a nearby coffee table he got onto his knees, and then finally his feet. He needed a shower and a new change of clothes. And some food.

Then the phone rang..

[Coppertop]

We need SlaYo if this is ever going to be revived properly! SlaY! Post NOW!

[4I Falcon]

DUN DUN DUN !!

[Ninja]

'Hi, this is SlaYo, I'll be back soon. ;D'

[The SlaYeR]

SlaYo kicked the gate open to ´Everest´ the local graveyard where he was supposed to meet the person who send him the note.
His eyes fell on a bench that was standing under a lonely tree, he slowly walked to it between the somber graves.
SlaYo sat down on the bench and looked around him, the silence was broken by the snapping of a twig behind him.
He pulled his gun and quickly turned around, aiming it in the direction the sound came from. A young girl stepped forward holding her hands up in the air.

`I am glad you came. I have some information for you.`

[Coppertop]

She glanced around nervously. She didn't know where Ninja was, and that was a problem.
"It's Ninja, Trafton was on your side until recently. I don't know how he did it, but you can be pretty sure that Trafton will be helping Ninja from now on ... you've got a coupla allies around here, so I suggest you look for them."
She turned to go. SlaYo grabbed her sleeve.
"Wait ..."
"I can't, he's probably following me. Get out of here while you can."
She pulled away and vanished into the night.

YaY! *hugz0rz SlaY*

[Ninja]

PEOPLE DIE!

[The SlaYeR]

Coppertop wins ;D SlaYo wins.
Ninja does not, we rule. You don't.
Goodbye l;(

[Coppertop]

I KNEW we'd win in the end ...!

[4I Falcon]

*allies with CT and SlaY at the last second, and wins too* ^^

[Coppertop]

We winned! YaY!

*falls over from her lapse of bad grammar*

[4I Falcon]

*saves CT*

[Coppertop]

Thank you. You win again.