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A small tussle

Postby Garland on August 26th, 2014, 4:37 pm

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Garland sat outside the courtyard of the orphanage. The soft powdery white snow fell gently on the ground. The other kids were playing in the snow, making snowmen, throwing snowballs and the like. He was the second oldest orphan in orphanage. The only other kid that was bigger than him would be the bully. The bully was big, buff and angry. He loved picking on the smaller kids. Nobody ever tried to step in between him or his victim. Not even Garland.

Francis was his name. He loved nothing more to than to inflict some form of pain. He kicked over a kid and into another kid's snowman. Francis was feeling extra mean today. He went over to Garland, and knocked him over. Francis pressed his foot down on Garland's chest.

Garland tried to push the foot up but he was just too heavy. "G-Get off!" Garland croacked out as he rolled to the side to trip Francis up.
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A small tussle

Postby Garland on August 26th, 2014, 5:30 pm

Francis fell down on the snow. The snow cushioned his fall. He pushed himself up, and growled. "Oy! Think your tough?" He pushed Garland as a challenge.

Garland staggered back at the push. Francis was older and bigger than him but he wasn't going to back down now. He pushed back hard, making Francis stumble back a bit.

A crowd of the bigger kids formed a circle around them. The smaller kids moved back, some even his in the bushes. All eyes were on the two fighters.

Garland raised his fists, and covered his face. He looked at his opponent. Francis' eyes were filled with anger. Something told Garland that he wasn't going to hold anything back.

Francis charged into Garland, knocking the wind out of him. He struggled for a grip around his waist.

Garland tried to get his footing, but he felt himself lose balance on the slippery snow. He tumbled to the ground, and with the heavy weight on him, he hit the ground hard.

Francis took the opportunity and started punching the poor orphan in the face. He didn't let up one bit.

Garland's face was a bloody mess at this point. He took a handful of snow and slapped it on Francis' face, making the bully flinch. He pushed him off and rolled to the side. He wiped the blood from his nose and tried to think about what he can do to stop his opponent.

Francis was big and strong, but he's clumsy and slow enough to see what he's going to do. Garland took the opportunity and taunted him. "Hey! Is that all you got, you overgrown boar?" He raised his fists and stepped back from the recovering Francis.

Francis slowly got up, shaking the snow off of him. He was enjoying beating his enemy into a bloody pulp. He rushed forward to attack.
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A small tussle

Postby Garland on August 26th, 2014, 5:54 pm

Garland saw Francis step fast into striking range. He sidestepped at the last moment and tripped him up. He kicked his downed opponent right in the stomach, and stomped on his hand. A loud cracking sound was heard throughout the courtyard. Garland took the shattered hand and pulled it up painfully, he kicked Francis' elbow, breaking it.

Francis cried out in pain. His arm was limp, the other kids looked horrified at the brutality. He turned on his back screaming a horrible scream.

Garland was about to stomp Francis' face in when he heard the yelling of the orphanage caretaker. The caretaker stopped the fight and ordered some of the kids to get medical supplies from inside.

Garland took a deep breath and went to his room to think about what he did. He didn't know how he could have done that. He lost it during that fight. He felt the sting of punches on his face, leaving bruises and making his face black and blue.

He took out something from under his bed. A sword, his father's sword. At least he thinks its his father's sword, he was told he was a mercenary traveling through town and left him here in the orphanage. He didn't buy it but it didn't matter now.

He his the sword back under the bed, and lied down to sleep on his thoughts.
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A small tussle

Postby Balian Martell on October 6th, 2014, 3:43 pm

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Skills:
  • Unarmed combat +2

Lores:
  • Francis: only kid bigger than me.
  • Francis: The bully
  • Losing it leads to savagery

Notes :
A bit short; you could have expanded more on the after effects it had on Garland, but it does leave room for growth on later threads.

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