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Post by Valhalla Erikson on May 15, 2023 17:12:06 GMT
Summary: There really isn't anything significant when it comes to this story as far as the main plot goes. All I got is that this is considered my response to Tori's character arc in Cobra Kai but do it in a way that actually makes the character sympathetic and not feel convoluted. This is also considered an homage to martial arts films and animes out there.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on May 16, 2023 0:11:43 GMT
Summary: There really isn't anything significant when it comes to this story as far as the main plot goes. All I got is that this is considered my response to Tori's character arc in Cobra Kai but do it in a way that actually makes the character sympathetic and not feel convoluted. This is also considered an homage to martial arts films and animes out there. LOOKING FORWARD TO IT!  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jun 7, 2023 5:54:13 GMT
Mai Lee!  |
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jun 8, 2023 0:44:30 GMT
Mai Lee! She looks amazing! Definitely an awesome main character design!  |
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jun 27, 2023 3:08:39 GMT
Sifu Xinglong
MAI LEE'S MENTOR! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 14, 2023 10:13:05 GMT
Prologue
Super Fighter Championship Soundtrack Intro: "Princess of The Universe" by Queen
Coming Soon |
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jul 14, 2023 21:26:08 GMT
Prologue
Super Fighter Championship Soundtrack Intro: "Princess of The Universe" by Queen
Coming Soon This is gonna be good! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 14, 2023 23:59:13 GMT
In this subterranean realm, the spirit of competition reigns supreme. It is a place where dreams are shattered and legends are born, where the line between hero and villain blurs, and where the pure essence of martial arts manifests in its rawest form. Deep beneath the bustling city streets, hidden from the prying eyes of ordinary citizens, there lies a secret realm known only as "The Underworld." It is a clandestine underground fighting arena that exists on the fringes of society, shrouded in darkness and mystery. This enigmatic realm is a sanctuary for warriors seeking glory, a place where battles are waged with an intensity unparalleled in any other arena. As one ventures into The Underworld, a sense of trepidation permeates the air. Dimly lit corridors wind through a labyrinthine network, leading to the heart of this subterranean realm. The walls are adorned with murals depicting legendary fighters from ages past, their fierce visages frozen in time, serving as a constant reminder of the legacy that is forged within these hallowed halls. Upon entering the main chamber, the sheer grandeur of The Underworld unfolds before the eyes. Massive stone pillars rise from the ground, supporting a cavernous ceiling adorned with intricate carvings, reminiscent of ancient civilizations. The air is heavy with the scent of anticipation, a palpable energy that crackles like lightning through the crowd. The lighting is strategically designed to cast dramatic shadows, emphasizing the intensity of the battles about to unfold. Suspended above the ring, a colossal chandelier illuminates the stage, its radiant glow reflecting off the sweat-soaked bodies of the combatants. The spectators, a motley crew of fighters, gamblers, and thrill-seekers, gather around the octagonal fighting ring that dominates the center of the arena. The ring itself, constructed of reinforced steel and surrounded by a chain-link fence, stands as a testament to the raw power and unyielding resolve that it witnesses day in and day out. The atmosphere is electric, charged with a potent blend of excitement, fear, and adrenaline. One particular attendee, taking his position in the front row of the arena awaits the upcoming fight with quiet intrigue. He has been a regular in this kind of event and he always had a keen eye when it comes to a potential fighter, if his instinct is correct this one would be something special.  |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 15, 2023 0:29:55 GMT
In this subterranean realm, the spirit of competition reigns supreme. It is a place where dreams are shattered and legends are born, where the line between hero and villain blurs, and where the pure essence of martial arts manifests in its rawest form. Deep beneath the bustling city streets, hidden from the prying eyes of ordinary citizens, there lies a secret realm known only as "The Underworld." It is a clandestine underground fighting arena that exists on the fringes of society, shrouded in darkness and mystery. This enigmatic realm is a sanctuary for warriors seeking glory, a place where battles are waged with an intensity unparalleled in any other arena. As one ventures into The Underworld, a sense of trepidation permeates the air. Dimly lit corridors wind through a labyrinthine network, leading to the heart of this subterranean realm. The walls are adorned with murals depicting legendary fighters from ages past, their fierce visages frozen in time, serving as a constant reminder of the legacy that is forged within these hallowed halls. Upon entering the main chamber, the sheer grandeur of The Underworld unfolds before the eyes. Massive stone pillars rise from the ground, supporting a cavernous ceiling adorned with intricate carvings, reminiscent of ancient civilizations. The air is heavy with the scent of anticipation, a palpable energy that crackles like lightning through the crowd. The lighting is strategically designed to cast dramatic shadows, emphasizing the intensity of the battles about to unfold. Suspended above the ring, a colossal chandelier illuminates the stage, its radiant glow reflecting off the sweat-soaked bodies of the combatants. The spectators, a motley crew of fighters, gamblers, and thrill-seekers, gather around the octagonal fighting ring that dominates the center of the arena. The ring itself, constructed of reinforced steel and surrounded by a chain-link fence, stands as a testament to the raw power and unyielding resolve that it witnesses day in and day out. The atmosphere is electric, charged with a potent blend of excitement, fear, and adrenaline. One particular attendee, taking his position in the front row of the arena awaits the upcoming fight with quiet intrigue. He has been a regular in this kind of event and he always had a keen eye when it comes to a potential fighter, if his instinct is correct this one would be something special.  |
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jul 15, 2023 0:45:36 GMT
In this subterranean realm, the spirit of competition reigns supreme. It is a place where dreams are shattered and legends are born, where the line between hero and villain blurs, and where the pure essence of martial arts manifests in its rawest form. Deep beneath the bustling city streets, hidden from the prying eyes of ordinary citizens, there lies a secret realm known only as "The Underworld." It is a clandestine underground fighting arena that exists on the fringes of society, shrouded in darkness and mystery. This enigmatic realm is a sanctuary for warriors seeking glory, a place where battles are waged with an intensity unparalleled in any other arena. As one ventures into The Underworld, a sense of trepidation permeates the air. Dimly lit corridors wind through a labyrinthine network, leading to the heart of this subterranean realm. The walls are adorned with murals depicting legendary fighters from ages past, their fierce visages frozen in time, serving as a constant reminder of the legacy that is forged within these hallowed halls. Upon entering the main chamber, the sheer grandeur of The Underworld unfolds before the eyes. Massive stone pillars rise from the ground, supporting a cavernous ceiling adorned with intricate carvings, reminiscent of ancient civilizations. The air is heavy with the scent of anticipation, a palpable energy that crackles like lightning through the crowd. The lighting is strategically designed to cast dramatic shadows, emphasizing the intensity of the battles about to unfold. Suspended above the ring, a colossal chandelier illuminates the stage, its radiant glow reflecting off the sweat-soaked bodies of the combatants. The spectators, a motley crew of fighters, gamblers, and thrill-seekers, gather around the octagonal fighting ring that dominates the center of the arena. The ring itself, constructed of reinforced steel and surrounded by a chain-link fence, stands as a testament to the raw power and unyielding resolve that it witnesses day in and day out. The atmosphere is electric, charged with a potent blend of excitement, fear, and adrenaline. One particular attendee, taking his position in the front row of the arena awaits the upcoming fight with quiet intrigue. He has been a regular in this kind of event and he always had a keen eye when it comes to a potential fighter, if his instinct is correct this one would be something special. Oh now this is hitting the ground running! I definitely didn't expect an epic opening straight out of Baki or Kengan! An excellent way to grab the audience's attention right from the start! This is going to be the start of something epic! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 15, 2023 1:04:31 GMT
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and that colorful rainbow in between, are you ready to rock and roll? Are you READY TO RUMBLE?" The electrifying voice of the ring announcer, Wayne Sinatra, reverberated through the colossal arena, sending chills down the spines of every spectator. Dressed in a stylish black suit that accentuated his commanding presence, Wayne soaked in the thunderous applause from the crowd, fueling his own excitement.
The stadium erupted with an overwhelming roar, echoing their anticipation for the spectacle about to unfold. The atmosphere crackled with an electric energy, a potent mixture of adrenaline and fervor. The Underworld, the infamous ultimate fighting arena, thrived on such moments—where warriors with nerves of steel and hearts ablaze with passion clashed in an unforgiving battlefield.
"Then welcome to The Underworld!" Wayne's voice boomed, embracing the arena's sinister reputation. "Prepare yourselves for a clash of titans tonight, a battle that will etch its mark in the annals of combat history! This bout is not just a clash of strength, but a collision of destinies, a cosmic struggle that embodies the very essence of resilience."
As the crowd's cheers swelled, Wayne's eyes glinted with excitement, his voice tinged with the weight of anticipation. "You could say this bout is a classic David versus Goliath tale, a dance of shadows and light. But tonight, we witness an even more extraordinary tale—a tale of Davina and Goliath. And let me tell you, my friends, who doesn't love a good underdog fight? Tonight, we shall witness the birth of a legend!"
The spectators erupted into a chorus of thunderous applause and cheers, the stadium shaking under the weight of their excitement. The arena shimmered with the kaleidoscope of emotions—a symphony of hope, defiance, and pure adrenaline. Tonight, heroes would rise, legends would be forged, and the boundaries of what was believed to be possible would be shattered.
Wayne's voice, resonant with anticipation, cut through the symphony of the crowd. "The time has come to ignite this cauldron of passion! The time has come to unleash the fury that lies within these warriors! So, my friends, without further ado, let the ground tremble and the heavens roar as we plunge headfirst into the heart-stopping action! Are you ready?"
The crowd's unified roar shook the very foundations of The Underworld, an ovation that carried the hopes and dreams of every soul present. The energy pulsated through the air, a palpable force that bound the spectators together in an unbreakable bond. In that moment, time stood still, as the world held its breath, awaiting the spectacle that was about to unfold.
With a final glance at the roaring crowd, Wayne Sinatra's eyes blazed with intensity. "Then you know what you've come for! Let the battle begin, and may the gods themselves tremble at the raw power and indomitable spirit that shall grace this hallowed ground tonight!"
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jul 15, 2023 1:20:21 GMT
"Hello, ladies, and gentlemen, and that colorful rainbow in between, are you ready to rock and roll? Are you READY TO RUMBLE" The ring announcer Wayne Sinatra, dressed in a stylish black suit basked in the thunderous applause from the crowd. "Then Welcome to The Underworld! The ultimate fighting arena where fighters with nerves of steel and big brass balls are welcome to show what they are capable of and boy do we have a show for you tonight! You could say this bout is a classic David vs Goliath or, in this fighter's case, Davina and Goliath. And who doesn't love a good underdog fight, am I right?" The crowd cheers. "Then you know what you've come for so lets get this party started!" On the edge of my seat with anticipation! |
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 15, 2023 1:27:14 GMT
Soundtrack: "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath
Suddenly, a thunderous burst of rock and roll music erupted from the speakers, shattering the air with its electrifying rhythm. The crowd's cheers escalated into a frenzy as the arena transformed into a pulsating sea of anticipation. Strobes of vibrant lights danced in sync with the music, casting shadows that seemed to writhe with energy.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the mountain of muscle, the red menace, Brakas!" Wayne Sinatra announced
And then, like an unstoppable force of nature, he emerged from the depths of the arena. The first fighter. A towering figure, built like a colossal machine, strode forward with an imposing presence that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls in the audience. His every step exuded an air of confidence and arrogance, a cocky swagger that announced his unwavering belief in his own invincibility.
His features, chiseled and stoic, mirrored the determination that burned within him. Broad shoulders and a sculpted physique spoke of countless hours spent honing his body into a weapon of destruction. The crowd caught glimpses of a face that held the echoes of a thousand battles, eyes that glimmered with a cold and calculated intensity.
Without uttering a single word, he commanded attention. Dressed in black trunks that hugged his muscular frame, the fighter's mere presence seemed to cast a spell upon the crowd. He was a mesmerizing enigma, a being forged from iron and fire.
As the music blared, the fighter's eyes scanned the roaring sea of spectators, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. He basked in the adoration and awe, absorbing the energy of the crowd like a conductor channeling lightning. The intensity in the arena reached a crescendo as he climbed into the ring, each step magnifying the mounting tension in the air.
With the subtle flex of his biceps, he acknowledged the crowd's rapturous applause, relishing in their admiration. A magnet for attention, he reveled in the limelight, a predator ready to unleash his fury upon an unsuspecting prey.
The fighter raised his fists, wrapping his fingers tightly around the invisible strings of destiny. The arena fell silent, the anticipation so thick it was tangible. The stage was set, the moment was nigh. The first fighter, an enigmatic behemoth of power and pride, stood poised at the edge of glory, ready to etch his name into the annals of combat history.
In that fleeting moment, time froze, and the world held its breath, trembling in anticipation of the cataclysmic clash that was about to ensue. The battle for supremacy in The Underworld was about to erupt, a cataclysm of raw power and unyielding will. And as the crowd's deafening roars engulfed the arena, the first fighter, like a force of nature, prepared to unleash hell upon his opponent.
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Post by Valhalla Erikson on Jul 15, 2023 1:49:32 GMT
As the absence of music lingered in the air, a wave of curiosity washed over the crowd, leaving them teetering between excitement and bewilderment. Wayne Sinatra's voice, tinged with intrigue, pierced the silence, announcing the arrival of a mysterious contender.
"Ladies and gentlemen, behold a new presence in The Underworld, the enigmatic fighter who defies expectations—Mai Lee!" Wayne's words hung in the air, drawing every eye towards the colossal doors that began to swing open.
 Amidst the mounting anticipation, Mai Lee emerged, an enigmatic figure cloaked in an air of detachment. She moved forward with an ethereal grace, her steps measured and deliberate. The gazes of the audience met her sharp, focused eyes, as if drawn into the depths of her unwavering resolve.
Unlike her opponent, who relished the adulation of the crowd, Mai Lee appeared oblivious to their existence. The spectators' cheers and fervor washed over her like distant echoes, for her attention was fixed solely on the ring and the adversary awaiting her.
In physique, Mai Lee possessed an athletic elegance that captivated the senses. Each movement exuded a silent power, reminiscent of a graceful predator stalking its prey. Her presence commanded respect, as if she held the secrets of ancient warriors within her very being.
Her features hinted at an Asian lineage, her face adorned with an air of serene determination. Deep within her eyes, a flicker of untamed fire burned, a testament to the unyielding spirit that resided within her core.
As Mai Lee made her way towards the ring, her unwavering focus locked onto her opponent. But amidst the intensity of the moment, an unexpected sight unfolded before her eyes. From a distance, her adversary, the hulking figure who exuded confidence, grinned and audaciously winked in her direction.
Mai felt like her lungs are being crushed in a vice at her opponent's first impression of her. But she regained her composure as she reminds herself why she's doing this. With a steadfast resolve, she cast aside the fleeting flirtation, refusing to let it sway her purpose. Her mind became a fortress of concentration, impervious to the distractions that threatened to unsettle her. Mai Lee's stoic demeanor held a quiet intensity that spoke volumes of her unwavering dedication to the impending battle.
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Post by superkamiguy1 on Jul 15, 2023 3:32:28 GMT
Soundtrack: "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath Suddenly, a thunderous burst of rock and roll music erupted from the speakers, shattering the air with its electrifying rhythm. The crowd's cheers escalated into a frenzy as the arena transformed into a pulsating sea of anticipation. Strobes of vibrant lights danced in sync with the music, casting shadows that seemed to writhe with energy. "Ladies and gentlemen, the mountain of muscle, the red menace, Brakas!" Wayne Sinatra announced And then, like an unstoppable force of nature, he emerged from the depths of the arena. The first fighter. A towering figure, built like a colossal machine, strode forward with an imposing presence that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls in the audience. His every step exuded an air of confidence and arrogance, a cocky swagger that announced his unwavering belief in his own invincibility. His features, chiseled and stoic, mirrored the determination that burned within him. Broad shoulders and a sculpted physique spoke of countless hours spent honing his body into a weapon of destruction. The crowd caught glimpses of a face that held the echoes of a thousand battles, eyes that glimmered with a cold and calculated intensity. Without uttering a single word, he commanded attention. Dressed in black trunks that hugged his muscular frame, the fighter's mere presence seemed to cast a spell upon the crowd. He was a mesmerizing enigma, a being forged from iron and fire. As the music blared, the fighter's eyes scanned the roaring sea of spectators, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. He basked in the adoration and awe, absorbing the energy of the crowd like a conductor channeling lightning. The intensity in the arena reached a crescendo as he climbed into the ring, each step magnifying the mounting tension in the air. With the subtle flex of his biceps, he acknowledged the crowd's rapturous applause, relishing in their admiration. A magnet for attention, he reveled in the limelight, a predator ready to unleash his fury upon an unsuspecting prey. The fighter raised his fists, wrapping his fingers tightly around the invisible strings of destiny. The arena fell silent, the anticipation so thick it was tangible. The stage was set, the moment was nigh. The first fighter, an enigmatic behemoth of power and pride, stood poised at the edge of glory, ready to etch his name into the annals of combat history. In that fleeting moment, time froze, and the world held its breath, trembling in anticipation of the cataclysmic clash that was about to ensue. The battle for supremacy in The Underworld was about to erupt, a cataclysm of raw power and unyielding will. And as the crowd's deafening roars engulfed the arena, the first fighter, like a force of nature, prepared to unleash hell upon his opponent. As the absence of music lingered in the air, a wave of curiosity washed over the crowd, leaving them teetering between excitement and bewilderment. Wayne Sinatra's voice, tinged with intrigue, pierced the silence, announcing the arrival of a mysterious contender.
"Ladies and gentlemen, behold a new presence in The Underworld, the enigmatic fighter who defies expectations—Mai Lee!" Wayne's words hung in the air, drawing every eye towards the colossal doors that began to swing open.
Amidst the mounting anticipation, Mai Lee emerged, an enigmatic figure cloaked in an air of detachment. She moved forward with an ethereal grace, her steps measured and deliberate. The gazes of the audience met her sharp, focused eyes, as if drawn into the depths of her unwavering resolve.
Unlike her opponent, who relished the adulation of the crowd, Mai Lee appeared oblivious to their existence. The spectators' cheers and fervor washed over her like distant echoes, for her attention was fixed solely on the ring and the adversary awaiting her.
In physique, Mai Lee possessed an athletic elegance that captivated the senses. Each movement exuded a silent power, reminiscent of a graceful predator stalking its prey. Her presence commanded respect, as if she held the secrets of ancient warriors within her very being.
Her features hinted at an Asian lineage, her face adorned with an air of serene determination. Deep within her eyes, a flicker of untamed fire burned, a testament to the unyielding spirit that resided within her core.
As Mai Lee made her way towards the ring, her unwavering focus locked onto her opponent. But amidst the intensity of the moment, an unexpected sight unfolded before her eyes. From a distance, her adversary, the hulking figure who exuded confidence, grinned and audaciously winked in her direction.
Mai felt like her lungs are being crushed in a vice at her opponent's first impression of her. But she regained her composure as she reminds herself why she's doing this. With a steadfast resolve, she cast aside the fleeting flirtation, refusing to let it sway her purpose. Her mind became a fortress of concentration, impervious to the distractions that threatened to unsettle her. Mai Lee's stoic demeanor held a quiet intensity that spoke volumes of her unwavering dedication to the impending battle. BADASS! THAT is how you introduce a character! You've hit the ground firing on all cylinders and it's amazing! This is even more awesome than I had anticipated! I love the buildup and introduction of the two characters! From the big man's overwhelming presence and power and roaring of the crowd and the sheer awesomeness of his introduction to Mai Lee's quiet confidence still radiating power and confidence that matches his own this promises to be a match to remember! |
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