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  1. Tiandi Wushu School of Martial Arts

    Trey staggers back to his feet, shocked by Ren's counter. Few opponents have ever been able to break his bear hug hold, and never with such great force. It's been made apparent to him that strength alone won't cut it. Granted, brute strength and crude street fighting moves are all he knows. He charges Ren again, this time holding his right arm out beside him. He takes aim at Ren's chest and attempts to take him down with an arm lariat.
  2. Tiandi Wushu School of Martial Arts

    Trey boldly steps forward and faces Ren, showing no signs of nervousness or uncertainty. "I'll go first. I get the feeling someone here isn't taking me seriously." He glances briefly at Delphine before turning his attention back to Ren. "Anyway, time is money, let's get this over with." Trey cracks his knuckles, and charges Ren. He closes in, wraps his muscular arms around him, and pulls him into a bear hug, putting pressure on Ren's spine. The amount of pressure being applied could snap a normal person's spine and leave them paralyzed.
  3. What are you watching? [animated]

    I've been watching the original Dragon Ball. I plan on finishing the whole series at some point.
  4. Tiandi Wushu School of Martial Arts

    "Introduction time, eh? Might as well get it outta the way." Trey steps forward and pulls down the hood of his bright red sweater so everyone can his face clearly. He usually prefers to keep his face obscured, in case a cop walks by and recognizes him, but he knew he wouldn't have to worry about it here. He had mostly been keeping his hood up out of habit at this point. "Name's Trey Tyrrell. Friends and fans call me Double T. I was born in raised in Hell's Gate. I've been fighting on the underground circuit since I was 18. I'm 6"6' tall, and weigh 300 pounds, all muscle. I can lift 600 pounds. My bite's worse than my bark. I like hip-hop music. I like the color red. I hate the color blue. Any questions?"
  5. Tiandi Wushu Wants You! (Martial Arts Adventures)

    Tiger school. It makes the most sense for a wrestler.
  6. Tiandi Wushu

  7. Trey Tyrrell

    W.I.P. Name: Trey Tyrrell Alias: Double T Gender: Male Occupation: Underground fighter Age: 20 Hair color: Dark brown Eye color: Brown Height: 6' 6" Weight: 300 lbs. Voice: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTiKdyA4hxc Species: Human Orientation: Heterosexual Background N/A Personality Sufficiently self-confident, and friendlier than his outward appearance would suggest. Has a wild side that is unleashed whenever he fights. Likes taunting his opponents to antagonize them and make them lose focus. Skills Wrestling, street fighting Powers Peak human strength Equipment N/A Attire Red hoodie (hood always up), white t-shirt, blue jeans/black leather belt with custom silver "TT" buckle, white sneakers, silver chain around neck Visual Reference https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/def-jam-wrestling/images/0/05/-Def-Jam-Fight-for-New-York-Xbox-_(2).jpg/revision/latest?cb=20160115200157
  8. What are you playing?

    You should look into Zero and 3, they give you a few more routes/areas to race on/in. And I totally understand what you mean about the 13 Devils, they're pretty OP in Zero too. And they aren't even the only boss squad in Zero.
  9. What are you playing?

    How many routes are there in Dreamcast TXR? Never played that one myself.
  10. What are you playing?

    I've been Sly 2 and Tokyo Xtreme Racer Zero. Speaking of TXR0, some of the wanderer requirements are just silly, and I'm sure anyone else here who's ever played it (assuming I'm not the only one) would probably agree.
  11. What's in your speakers, nukka?

  12. Well... I decided to jump into Next Day's Morning... that's the most I've ever written in a single post.
  13. [Skyship Aria] [Event 7] [Cutpurse Cove] Next Day's Morning

    A faint rustling can be heard from under a sizable mound of trash. Oxidus slowly digs his way out from under the piled-up garbage, only half-conscious. He makes the ill-asvised decision of attempting to stand in this state, managing to groggily rise onto his feet only to lose all balance and tumble right back down on his rear. It's not until then that he fully comes to and his senses return to him. It's also at this point where all the awfulness hits him. He's dizzier than a sidewinder and feels as though his head had recently been hit with a sledgehammer. And if he knew no better, he would begin to think his insides are rotting judging by the intense stomach pain and nausea. This is one problem that no amount of advanced self-healing technology could possibly fix. As he fights against his body's desperate attempts at purging itself of whatever it was that he consumed the previous night, he carefully tries once more to stand, and manages to gain his footing despite nearly toppling over a second time. He begins checking his person to see if he can discern what happened by the condition of his clothing and body. His shirt has been torn in plases, leaving it ragged and full of holes. Most of the right leg of his pants has been torn off, exposing his calf and ankle, and his shoes are gone. He removes his shirt and checks his torso for any signs of injuries. Although his half-cybernetic body is capable of repairing injuries through cellular regeneration, the marks and bruises left by those injuries still show. As he figured, there're a number of marks on his chest and stomach, suggesting that he had taken many blows to those areas. "judging by the pain, nausea, and bruising... I can only guess I consumed a large amount of intoxicating substances and got into a big fight. Now if only I could remember exactly what happened..." Oxidus looks around at the trash-littered alley and spots the nearby crew members. He takes a deep breath and swallows it, then slowly and carefully shuffles over to them. "Hey guys. Shitty morning, eh?"
  14. I still haven't decided how I want to get started. I'll figure it out sometime this century.