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Please sign you name here:
Tabitha Robinson
My weapon(s) of choice: A extremely heavy longsword. When most people see her with it, they doubt she can even lift it from it sheathe. But they come to be surprised.
She also has throwing knives hidden in her boots.
My Appearance: Tabitha is a female, blonde, and she has a disease (forgot what it's called) which makes it so that she has two different eye colors. Her left eyes is brown while the right is a bluey-green. Starting from her toes to her head she is always wearing boots to hide her knives, shorts - no matter what kind of weather - and a hoodie that she only removes when she goes to bed. The hoodie is a darker gray with a barely visible logo on the top left near her shoulder.
My age: She is almost 26
My personality: She tends to surprise people. She isn't one of those girls who just fawns over a guy or pretty things. Normally she is dead serious with a joke from time to time. She is also quite sly and a trickster. She hates to be tricked herself but she always has some kind a prank waiting for anyone.
"Hello! Thank you for replying with your application. Your first opponent will be a man by the the name of Helter Skelter. Here's his file.
http://nomoreheroes.wikia.com/wiki/Helter-Skelter"
I'll give you some time to prepare for the fight"
"Not when I kick into maximum over-hype!" |
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(I can start if you'd like)
"Not when I kick into maximum over-hype!" |
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((Ya but how would I start. How you set it up didn't leave me a great way to respond...) |
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(That is true)
(Hmmm...)
(Try looking at how other people started)
(It may give you some ideas)
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((You started off everyone else's with a big paragraph... post one on here? >.<) |
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(Yep)
The taxi driver waved you off as you got out of the taxi. It seemed had rather enjoyed your company, but all thinks must come to an end, no? He step on the small paved parking lot and examine the building that lay before you. It was a nice little place. Nothing unusual to speak of, nor any explicit details that stuck out, but it was nice. You fish through your pockets to find an apartment key given to you only a few days before via mail. To think, here you were, an official assassin of the UAA. What an exciting feeling! But never mind that, because for now, your room calls you. You quickly locate your apartment, room number 207. You eagerly unlock the door and step inside. The interior was just as nice as the exterior. From the doorway, you could see all that you needed to see. A couch and television were laid out near the door in what you presumed to be the living room. You could also clearly see a kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom as well. You felt content to see your things down and relax, but alas, twas not be. The phone rings just as you start to relax. You don't recognize the number, but it could very well be Sylvia calling.
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Tabitha quickly raced to answer the phone. "Yes...?" She said, kind of annoyed that how she was just settling in and she was being bothered already.
((Hope you don't mind my third person, I can switch to first if you wish.) |
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"Yes, hello. Tabitha, correct?" A feminine voice replies "I'm Sylvia. the one who sent you the note, as well as the one who'll be setting up your jobs and ranked matches" She continues
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Tabitha nodded. "Alright." |
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"So, I've gone ahead and set up your first ranked match. It'll be at dusk, a top an old, run down apartment building. It's been abandoned for years, so there should be no interruptions" She explains
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"Yes ma'am. Anything else?" She asked rolling her eyes. |
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"Nope, nothing really important. You've got about an hour before dusk. I suggest you prepare yourself, then head to the place" Sylvia says
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"Ya alright. Well talk to ya later. Bye..." And she hung up the phone. She plopped down on her bed and laid on her back. She sighed. "This is going to be a tough life..." Then she grinned. "Good." |
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As you lay in bed, you doze off for a little bit. You wake up about thirty or forty minutes later and realize that dusk is close at this point. I'd be best if you quickly grabbed your gear and headed to the spot, as, who knows how long Helter will wait
"Not when I kick into maximum over-hype!" |
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Tabitha grabbed her heavy longsword and quickly put her boots on and stuffed the daggers down by her heels. She quickly dashed out the door, heading to the rally point as quick as possible. |
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Arriving at the location, you can see that "Old and run down" was an understatement. The place was an absolute mess. The stairs were chipped and cracked, and covered in leaves and trash. Weeds were growing over the flower beds, and even up through the paved parking lot. Vines and other plants were growing up the walls, and in through broken windows and walls
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"Nice place..." She muttered and headed up the stairs. |
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The place was only four stories high, so it didn't take long to reach the top. You open the incredibly rusty roof door, and step out into the cool air. You're in turn greeted by the beautiful setting sun, and a man fitting Helters description
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She grinned. "So you're this... Helter. You don't seem so bad." She teased. |
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The man turned upon hearing the voice "Who the hell are you?" He asks
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"I'm... Tabitha... am I in the right place." She groaned. 'Just my luck.'
((Btw she is quite short so it makes her look little c;) |
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((HelterxTabitha huehuehue))
((CANNON)) |
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"YOU!? YOU'RE THE ASSASSIN!?" Helter said before breaking out laughing "This... This is what the UAA has resorted to? Bwahaha!" Helter continues
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