Battle Bang: IC
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				Title: <strong>Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2015, 23:25:34</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/Mansion_zps1b2b08bb.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Battle Bang was turning out to not be a typical reality show in many ways. The mansion, while it could indeed still be called that due to the excess and grandeur it contained, was located in the country as opposed to on the beach or clustered in some neighborhood with other stately homes. It was instead perched on the edge of a quiet lake and surrounded by forest on all sides. It made for a peaceful, secluded locale. This might've been due to the adult nature of the show, the controversial nature of the show (see the previous point), the picturesque location, or some combination of all three. Either way, the contestants had all been shuttled here and told to settle in for the night. They were only told two things by the producers before the camera crew left;<br><br>One - the first match would be the next day and the fighters would not know who'd be fighting until just before the match.<br><br>Two - the host would be by at some point during the night to mingle a bit and hold some invertivews to get to know the contestants and capture some choice sound bytes.<br><br>The contestants, of course, didn't believe for a second that the cameras had really been turned off. There were hidden cameras all over the mansion, some more obvious than others. It was to be expected; being filmed 24/7 was part of the contract. The sacrifice was worth the trouble, though, as the mansion was absolutely exquisite. It's outside boasted a small dock, and outdoor patio area with a barbeque, firepit, hottub, and even a small basketball court. Balconies on both sides of the house provided second floor rooms with excellent views of the surrounding forest. The interior was designed in such a way that it all felt very warm and inviting, multiple rooms decked out with fireplaces and other cozy features. The inside boasted a full kitchen, expansive living area with an enormous television, a den with a bar and a pool table, and every bedroom had all the comforts of home. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dariusfallenstar</strong> on <strong>04-01-2015, 20:57:37</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Pietro "The Mad Spaniard" Wells . (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10858714#msg10858714)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the bus and headed into the mansion.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i945.photobucket.com/albums/ad295/Dariusfallenstar/Male%20Rp%20Characters/tumblr_mu9vgynDAQ1sxazu4o1_400_zps14380f1e.jpg)</div><br>----<br>Pietro Wells smiled as he stepped down from the bus and took in the locale. It truly was magnificent. “Listen to the way the wind whispers through the trees. So serene!” Despite standing close enough to the bus that he’d be blocking the next person from exiting, he spread his arms wide as though to embrace it all. The statuesque man, with his bronzed complexion and husky voice carried the charisma of a performer as he held the pose for a few seconds, then stepped forward. His swaggering gait positively *dripped* confidence, as if the man swung a ten pound cock between his thighs with each step. <br><br>Carrying only a single bag and wearing a nylon training vest (black, with stylized fittings that highlighted his lean muscularity), and matching pants, Pietro padded up the stairs to the house and paused to look around once more. He took in the distant mountains, the others exiting the bus he’d come in on, and the horizon.<br><br>“Beautiful,” he said, voice dripping some deep emotion. Then he turned in a rolling, fluid motion, and stepped into the mansion. His pauses were, of course, significant enough for others to interact with him or simply observe his sheer magnificence. <br><br>As Pietro made his way across the thickly carpeted floor, he considered how he’d come to this event – why he’d made the decisions he’d made. To be honest, the man didn’t consider fighting his primary goal. No, he wanted money and fame. Fucking a beautiful woman was, perhaps, a bonus. But he was far too pragmatic a man to believe that he would win; the odds were against any one person winning. What was *most* important was putting on a good show. Catching the attention of someone watching. Launching a career, perhaps on television or in the movies. Which was why the man felt like he’d already won. Simply coming here, being able to participate, was all he needed to prove himself a capable performer. As long as he could put on a good show (which he knew he could), he’d be set for life.<br><br>Plus, you know, the hot fucking. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 00:28:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/5b96d52bbe14cf43d70a3e07b810c468/tumblr_mzlf2uBiUw1tpc8mjo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chastity 'Bambi' Garcia. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856189#msg10856189)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the bus - Heading into the Mansion.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open.<br><br><hr><hr><br>As the bus pulled up outside the pretty Mansion of a building, her dark brown eyes were cast out of her window to admire the view. It really was beautiful, the setting, the building, even some of the other cast members had caught her eye as they were all loaded into the transportation a few hours before. She waited for a few people to clear off before she readied herself, pumping herself up internally to prepare for the experience she was getting into. Standing from her seat, Chastity made her way down the centre isle before stepping off the bus carefully. It wasn't as cold as she thought, thankfully. Dressed in a pair of high-waisted, high cut denim shorts, a simple white tank top that revealed a small portion of her midriff, a long pale pink cardigan and a pair of knee high, black suede boots (https://33.media.tumblr.com/06d31f3bbb51bdfbd79b0e5dc6c3cf5d/tumblr_ngmyfkommO1u0ltdno1_500.jpg), she wasn't exactly prepared if things were cold in the country side. Her chestnut locks were pulled over her one shoulder in a loose plat and her ears donned small ear buds that connected to a music player hidden somewhere on her person. The driver had stepped out of the bus by this point to open the hatch beneath the vehicle to retrieve the suitcases of the other riders. The cinnamon skinned female waited patiently for her pink suitcase and matching duffel back, which she slung over her shoulder before heading toward the main doors.<br><br>The steps up into the mansion wasn't something she'd planned for; she struggled ever so slightly to tug the bulky suitcase up the steps, the duffel bag falling over her shoulder every now and again to slide down her arm, making the ordeal ever harder for her. She managed though, with or without help and wheeled her way into the mansion. Her eyes scanned as she stepped inside, eyebrows raised at the grandness of it all. For a low level actress and model to be in such a swanky place was almost overwhelming to her; this is what she dreamed off, this is how she wanted to live. <br><br>Chastity strolled further inside until she reached the massive living space with enough couches to put a furniture shop to shame. She paused at one end of one of the plush couches, letting her duffel back slide from her shoulders to the ground. Then, with both her arms stretched up to the sky, she flopped backwards over the arm to lay across the cushioned sofa. She sighed heavily, her hands moving to tug the ear buds from her ears, the music finally dulling as she just listened to the arrival of the others who she assumed were no less impressed than herself. What other kinds of people were attending the show? Sure, she'd seen them on the bus, but she didn't dare speak to anyone on the journey to the house. She simply laid there for a moment, collecting her thoughts before she decided the next thing she should do would be to claim a bedroom; maybe someone would be kind enough to help her take her suitcase up the stairs? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Black Howling</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 20:39:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/uJP7eOn.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jason Sommerfield. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856418#msg10856418)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the bus - Heading into the Mansion.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Chastity<br><br><hr><hr><br>The bus ride to the mansion had felt like a never ending trip. It wasn't that Jason was impatient as much as the fact that such a long ride didn't agree with his typically limber frame. Halfway through he'd had to plug in some ear buds to subdue his own body into something of a slumber. That's why it was such a relief to step outside the bus, like an instant relaxer for his muscles. Slowly his shoulders rolled, allowing his neck to crack before taking in the sight of the mansion before them. It was a tall, robust and certainly awe inspiring structure. Not a bad place to spend some time with the cameras on them, or so he thought anyhow. <br><br>Brushing a hand through his short hair, Jason moved toward undercarriage where the driver was unloading everyone's luggage. He waited for his stuff, which wasn't all that much. Just a couple duffle bags which contained everything he figured would be needed for their stint here. Quickly he lifted both over his shoulder before heading on toward the mansion. His turn had him catching the very end of Chasity's adventure with her luggage. Normally he would have helped the woman, but with the distance between them it was far more amusing to simply watch her struggle from afar. <br><br>The sight alone had a smile on Jason's lips, one that stayed with him as he entered the mansion. His eyes traced the scenery as those doors opened, admiring the interior before his eyes fell on Chastity once more. He noted her all flounced across one of the couches, seeming to have already unwinded herself. That smile on his lips turned into something more of an amused smirk at the sight. <em>Now there's a gal at home here.</em> He thought to himself, very impressed with how comfortable she was amid such unfamiliar surroundings.<br><br>Of course, now it was time to make up for not offering her some help outside.<br><br>So Jason made his way toward Chastity with a confident swagger, his left hand still clutching both straps of the duffle bags as he came within distance. <strong>"Looks like you could use some help up those stairs."</strong> He said with a bit of laughter, his right hand gesturing toward her bags as he winked. <strong>"My name's Jason."</strong> He introduced himself before extending his right hand toward her. Despite the gesture, however, he wasn't intending to shake her hand so much as help her up from the couch cushions that seemed to have eaten her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arishok</strong> on <strong>06-01-2015, 14:02:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/image_content_width/hash/1a/c7/1361245277_7249_gsp.jpg?itok=juFO8_br)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Elroy Ambrosi<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bus, Mansion, Bedroom, gym<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><hr><br>Stirring awake when he felt the bus slowly stop Elroy decided to wait a little while on the bus as everyone else slowly made their way off after all he was in no real rush. Taking a few glances at the men and women who had rode with him he couldn't help but think the women that this Battle Bang had managed to pick up were rather attractive. Ignoring them for now Elroy finally stood and walked off the bus and gathered his belongings walking into the Mansion to find a bedroom. Looking around the large building he couldn't help but admire everything about it, every door lead to a more impressive room than the last. Deciding to halt his tour for now he accended the stairs passing a few people on his way and finding a, rather small, room that he found to his liking. Throwing his bag to the floor he sighed finally glad that he had arrived. <br><br>Stripping out of his casual clothing and getting redressed in a training attire, a pair of old training shorts and a loose red shirt, he grabbed one of the provided towels and decided to make his way toward the gym. He almost immediatly regretted trying to look for the gym in this enourmous house every door lead to every type of room except a gym and it was quicky frustrating him. <strong>"This is really getting on my nerves"</strong> He growled opening another only to find the kitchen resulting him in slamming the door shut. <br><br>Deciding to give up and ask someone for help he looked around and finally found someone walking up to them Elroy coughed in an attempt to gain their attention <strong>"Say you wouldn't happen to know where the gym is woud you?"</strong> he asked. He wasn't entirely fond of asking others for help, he was after all likely the youngest here and he suspected that people would look down on him because of that and think of him as the weakest. That was one of the reasons he joined this show he wanted to show that he could beat people older than him, the girls were just a pleasent extra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>06-01-2015, 15:02:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/Alexis2_zps7649e73b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Abby Quinn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mansion Entry<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Much like everyone else, Abby felt a bit worried when the bus headed away from the city proper. She was briefly suspicious she'd just been kidnapped or something. Wasn't this how some horror movie would start? Her relief was visible when they pulled up to the overgrown cabin-turned-mansion. It was amazing. She admired the gorgeous surroundings and the open plan of the house. Even from the outside it seemed open and inviting. The TV show really went all out! She stepped off the bus with the others, carrying a duffel bag and hefting her backpack over her shoulders. The group talk amongst themselves as they all moved inside and took in the grandeur of the place. <br><br><em>"This is crazy. I feel like I can't even afford to step inside this place, much less stay here,"</em> said Abby, her eyes roaming the entry way. While some moved off to explore or find a place to put their things, she was content, for just a moment, to stand here and admire the cozy mansion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deamonbane</strong> on <strong>06-01-2015, 19:04:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.campuscircle.com/film/104112.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Micheal Henderson<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mansion Entry<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Abby Quinn, Open<br><hr>This was... interesting, to say the least. Adapting to his first official fighting event that he had ever attended without his faithful squad of co-fighters and trainers, who couldn't be a part of the reality show/fighting event, would be an interesting experience. He had been with them long enough to depend on their support, both psychological and physical, but he was confident that he would make do without them. He was a little nervous, if he was being honest with himself, but it was easy to brush aside, especially as they entered the Estate.<br><br>Once they arrived, the bus stopped and everyone exited, Micheal was able to draw himself up to his full height, an impressive six foot four inches and lean frame. Weighing in at 205 lbs., he usually fought in light-heavywieght divisions, maybe heavyweight if the situation called for it. He wasn't the biggest of the group of fighters, he mused, sizing them all up as they exited the bus as well, but not the smallest either. His nervousness disappated and he smiled.<br><br>Better to just enjoy the place, the fights, and the company and not worry. Micheal rolled yhis neck and smiled, looking at the mansion in awe, shouldering his backpack and hefting his training bag, he turned to Abby Quinn, who had just spoken, and winked," I wouldn't worry about it if I were you," His voice was almost a whisper as he leaned in," I think someone else is footing the bill," Another wink and he jogged up the steps into the place to begin exploring, fully aware that the cameras could already be rolling and capturing their interactions.<br><br>Entering the living space that Jason and Bambi had already found, he deposited his bags on a nearby couch, to be collected later, and decided that exploring the place would be the first order of business," Are we gonna be fighting here?" He wondered aloud," Or is the cage somewhere else?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>06-01-2015, 23:23:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/5b96d52bbe14cf43d70a3e07b810c468/tumblr_mzlf2uBiUw1tpc8mjo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chastity 'Bambi' Garcia. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856189#msg10856189)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Mansion - Main Living Area.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jason, Open.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Her dark eyes closed as she relaxed, her feet swinging lightly over the arm of the couch. The traveling had somewhat tired her out; once everyone had made their way inside, set themselves up in their rooms and started mingling, she hoped she'd feel a bit more awake. <br><br>As she felt someone approach her, her long eyelashes fluttered open and she met a pair of blue eyes with her own brown ones. Her booted feet stilled as the blonde man towered over her at the arm of the chair. A groomed eyebrow raised as he pointed out that she might've needed help with her bags, which she most likely did once she decided to attempt the staircase. Her fingers rested on her bare stomach as he introduced himself and a pretty smile pulled at her features as he shot her a wink. <br><br>"Nice to meet you, Jason." <br><br>Chastity extended a her own hand to meet his, gripping it lightly while her other pushed her up before finding the cord of her earphones. The girl slid from the arm of the chair before bouncing up in front of the taller male. Her heeled boots added a few inches to her original height of 5'3", so she didn't feel quite so short. Her eyes cast upward to make eye contact, her smile still in place as her hand lingered on his.<br><br>"I'm Bambi. And before you ask, it's my middle name; my first doesn't exactly fit this show." A feminine giggle left her lips then as she finally broke hand contact after a light hand shake. <br><br>Stepping out from between the couch and Jason, Chastity fiddled with her earphone cord, pulling her phone out of her shorts pocket before wrapping the pink cord around the latest Apple Iphone before returning it to her pocket. She took a step toward her bags before turning, her hands moving to grip together behind her back, one foot crossing over the other. Chastity tilted her head ever so slightly to one side, her messy braid falling back over her shoulder.<br><br>"And I would very much appreciate the help."<br><br>The idea of getting her things unpacked and settling in her own room before exploring the rest of the house was what suited her best. She was relieved she didn't have to ask someone outright for help, nor end up struggling up the stairs alone. <br><br>"Can you manage with your stuff as well? Or I can wait until you're settled first." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KurganofPrussia</strong> on <strong>07-01-2015, 02:32:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.wrestle-zone.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/albert.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matt "Boom" Bloom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bus; Mansion Steps<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br>---------------------------<br><br>Matt wasn't shy about hiding it.&nbsp; All the way from the airport, he was sizing up the competition.&nbsp; It was in his blood.&nbsp; Most of the guys looked smaller and more athletic than him, but he was by far the biggest.&nbsp; He tried to size them all up by trying to look them all in the eyes, but most seemed lost in their own worlds of Ipads and phones.&nbsp; A couple of the guys looked real young, and there were some pretty boys that would be fun to knock out.<br><br>Matt also sized up the girls, but was careful to not be as leering or creepy.&nbsp; There were some good looking girls on the bus too... this might be a lot more fun than expected!!&nbsp; Matt made mental notes of whom he would like to fight and whom he would like to take as a prize.<br><br>As the bus rolled up to a mansion, he thought they were all being greeted by the millionaire running this thing.&nbsp; As some of the people started to get off the bus, he made a habit of waiting.&nbsp; All the way back to his high school days in football, he had to be the last person off the bus.&nbsp; It was like a OCD/curse thing that he had.&nbsp; He saw some of the guys leave, and some of the girls.&nbsp; He just waited.&nbsp; He had to be the last off the bus.<br><br>He used his eyes to try to pry some of the stragglers off the bus.&nbsp; He waited, patiently.&nbsp; THey were all going to be stuck here for who knows how long, so may as well just wait.&nbsp; He sat back and watched.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>deadmanshand</strong> on <strong>08-01-2015, 02:32:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WV6UoHur8c0/ToiuRuDt39I/AAAAAAAAIq8/PmhQ6BZJWGo/s1600/TurkishOilWrestling3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Saiid Hassan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bus, Mansion Steps<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Saiid finally came awake as the others jostled off the bus. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he stepped off the bus with duffel bag in hand. The mansion brought a smile to his lips and a slight nod of approval. It was a proper home for him. Not like the hovel he had been sold in California. It was a good place to relieve stress and prepare for fights.<br><br>"Better than you were expecting?" he asked Abby as she looked the mansion over his accent strong and almost French but softer. More rounded in pronunciation. "It is better than I expected of them. Better than any place I have stayed since moving to America."<br><br>While he talked he let his dark eyes drink in the sight of her. He knew what her being here meant. She was a ring girl. A prize waiting to be won. An attractive prize too. Hopefully she'd appreciate a man getting punched in the face to be with her but what woman didn't in the end? Fighting for a woman had always been a great way to show interest.<br><br>Flashing a rueful smile he shook his head and said, "I've been rude. My name is Saiid Hassan."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>09-01-2015, 02:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpf1/v/t1.0-9/p480x480/10557235_240274556141474_422466852292577730_n.jpg?oh=2e68b9907ca740fcb3c56a55ee92f444&amp;oe=5524EE2F)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alex Raymond (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10860135#msg10860135)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bus, Outside, Mansion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elroy, Open<br><br><hr><hr><br><em>sigh</em><br><br>A breath of silent air escaped Alex's mouth as his lips curled into a smile. Finally, they have arrived to their destination. Raising his right hand to his face, Alex adjusted the aviator's that rested on his nose to cover up his eyes more. The ride did take quite awhile, but now that they have arrived, it was surely to be worth it. One after another someone has gotten off the bus. Standing up with his small black dufflebag in hand, Alex made his way off the bus. Taking a good look at the surrounding area, Alex took off his aviators with a quick motion and took a slow stride forward to the mansion. <br><br>Entering the mansion, already people were mingling. But Alex couldn't think of them as people anymore. They were contestants and show girls. They were in the same boat as him. Fighters here to fight for each their own. Everyone joined for a different reason. For Alex, this was his debut for his MMA career. Everything else was a bonus.<br><br>"Looking for the gym?" Alex spoke out loud to catch the attention of the man in front of him. Honestly, Alex was in the mood for a good work out. Especially considering that all these fighters were in fit condition. Gotta take training seriously less he get stomped out in a fight. Taking a look at the fighter looking for the gym, Alex's conviction towards training was intensified. This guy had a serious expression around him. It was all too familiar to Alex. That same expression was carried by many of the veteran trainees that he spared with. Each and everyone of them were some of the greatest challenges Alex faced when learning Muay Boran.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissFire</strong> on <strong>09-01-2015, 14:16:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/Alexis2_zps7649e73b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Abby Quinn<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mansion Entry<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Saiid<br><br><hr><br>Abbs glanced at Saiid as he stepped inside and shared briefly in her awe of the sprawling mansion. <em>"Can someone be starstruck over a house? I think I've got a little bit of that going on. I bet the broom closet in here is bigger than my apartment,"</em> she said with a joking little smirk. When he responded she listened and then laughed a little, <em>"Nah. Big showy houses are a staple of reality shows like this. It's either some huge house or.. some desert island or something for those survival shows."</em><br><br>Abby shifted her bag on her shoulder and smiled as he introduced himself. <em>"Abby. Nice to meet you, Saiid and good luck in your fights."</em> She paused, briefly, then said, <em>"Well, I guess I shouldn't just stand around the doorway, huh? I know what I'm going to do though; put my things away and jump into that hottub I saw outside!"</em> She grinned eagerly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeSane</strong> on <strong>10-01-2015, 09:51:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/3VF0pyT.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>&nbsp; &nbsp; </td><td><strong>Name</strong>: Abel 'The King' Valentine<br><strong>Location</strong>: Bus, Mansion<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Boom, Open<br><hr><br>Through most of the ride he'd been unphased by the other competitors. Abel had spent most of his time fiddling with his phone or taking a nap to kill time rather than mingle with what the potential <em>'enemies'</em>. Despite being a cocky a majority of the time he'd usually keep secluded when not training so this was going to be a new experience. Once the bus came to a stop he pressed pause on his phone halting the music and watched as each person excused themselves from the bus from the back. There were a few that drew his attention, but he wasn't going to stress over them until he saw them fight. They all were in most cases blind to what each could do in the ring.<br><br><strong>"Its about time we got here."</strong> He said in a yawn as the ride over took more out of him then he'd like to let on. Abel took his black duffel bag and slung it over his shoulder as his other hand went to cover his mouth. It had almost slipped by him, but he noticed the larger man out the corner of his eye. <strong>"I thought I was the last one getting off, but seem like you'd be the lucky one huh?"</strong> laughing as he found it kind of funny how he'd slipped up enough to allow this massive guy to out of his radar. <strong>"Lemme guess you wanna be last to make some grand entrance or somthin'?"</strong> the thick southern accent made it all the more obvious of his upbringing.<br><br>Against his better judgement Abel felt he should try and make friends even if they would have to fight there was power in numbers, and he'd rather have this giant in his corner if one of the other men popped off at the mouth when not in the ring. <strong>"Come on Biggin we got face to smash in..."</strong> using the word in a friendly way rather than an insult. With that he stepped off the bus and headed up the step to the mansion, though giving the sight of the massive structure a well deserved whistle since it was much fancier than anything he'd seen. His focus wasn't like the men inside who oggled the luxuries or the women they'd be sharing the place with. <br></td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arishok</strong> on <strong>10-01-2015, 13:28:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/image_content_width/hash/1a/c7/1361245277_7249_gsp.jpg?itok=juFO8_br)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Elroy Ambrosi<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gym<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Gym<br><br><hr><hr><br>Hearing him speak Elroy Looked at the man more closely. He was definatly older than him though by the look of him it wasn't by much maybe 4 or 5 years if Elroy was to take an educated guess. Deciding it would probably be a good idea if he made an ally at first Elroy smiled <strong>"Yes I was actually you wouldn't happen to know where it was would you?"</strong> He asked the man extending his arm out toward him <strong>"Name's Elroy Ambrosi, nice to meet you would you like to join me? I could always use a gym partner."</strong><br><br>Finally reaching the gym Elroy immediatly approached the punching bag <strong>"now this is what I like"</strong> he chuckled giving it a few punches <strong>"this thing is brand new"</strong> he noted smirked <strong>"Looks like no matter what I get to deflower something in this place."</strong> Taking a breath he got into his fighting stance and started to work on the bag making sure to not waste a single movement. Pausing for a moment Elroy smirked the gym was lined with every kind of work out equipment that one could imagine and clearly some of the machines here were here for the girls, it seemed the shows producers wanted to keep the girl's apparence the same as what it was when they arrived.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>13-01-2015, 03:16:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpf1/v/t1.0-9/p480x480/10557235_240274556141474_422466852292577730_n.jpg?oh=2e68b9907ca740fcb3c56a55ee92f444&amp;oe=5524EE2F)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alex Raymond (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10860135#msg10860135)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gym<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Elroy, Open<br><br><hr><hr><br>"Alex Raymond. I'm down for a work out." Alex said as he took Elroy's hand and shook the extended out arm towards him. Shuffling along with Elroy to look around the the gym, they finally came across it with Elroy immediately going for the punching bag. Honestly, that is probably the most self-explanatory option for a fighter to choose. It was one of the best methods to practice striking force and striking form. But it wasn't Alex's first option for a work out. Alex dropped his dufflebag and walked over to his choice of equipment to break in. Figures they would have something like this here. Looking up, Alex grabbed onto the bar of the salmon ladder and swung his body forward.<br><br>Bringing his body back behind his arms while bringing his knees up, Alex pushed the bar off it's perch to elevate to the next level of the salmon ladder. He repeated this action quite a few times until he reached the top. "This is a pretty fresh piece of equipment. There's no scratches on the bar so far." Alex said as he began to descend down the elevation by hopping the bar off the perch to bring it back down a level. He did this slowly compared to the pace he did when he elevated upwards. It wouldn't due for him to fall off. Jumping off, Alex took the bar off and looked over at Elroy.<br><br>"You ever used a salmon ladder before?" Alex asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KurganofPrussia</strong> on <strong>13-01-2015, 23:18:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220783.msg10866453#msg10866453">Quote from: KurganofPrussia on 07-01-2015, 02:32:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://www.wrestle-zone.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/albert.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matt "Boom" Bloom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bus; Mansion Steps<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br>---------<br><br>Matt was convinced everyone was off.&nbsp; He nodded at Abel as he walked by; he seemed nice enough.&nbsp; He smirked a bit when he mentioned smashing people's faces in.&nbsp; He checked once more, and then walked off the bus.<br><br>He walked out on the sidewalk and looked around.&nbsp; He took in the house, the trees, the bus, the people.&nbsp; He took his old, beatup bags and held them, possessively.&nbsp; He looked around at the other people and their wares, and sized them up.&nbsp; Some had big bags with lots of gear, others had expensive trappings.&nbsp; He scoffed at them in defense, preferring to think of his items as used and conditioned as opposed to old and worn.&nbsp; His things had a long and twisted life, like he did.<br><br>Not much time for solace, he checked everything out.&nbsp; He thought there would be more people, more action.&nbsp; He did not want to give away anything at all.&nbsp; He waited by the bus for the other people to clear the side of the bus.&nbsp; More traditions.&nbsp; Had to be the last in the lockerroom.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Black Howling</strong> on <strong>15-01-2015, 18:58:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/uJP7eOn.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jason Sommerfield. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856418#msg10856418)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mansion - Main Living Area<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Chastity 'Bambi'<br><br><hr><hr><br><br>Jason had to admit, he wasn't expecting the bouncy spring Bambi gave as she shot upright. His arm did what little it could to help her, but he was colored impressed by her grace. A true grin pulled at his lips then, making eye contact with the beauty as she gave her introduction. This girl had already made a fan today, and it wasn't due to just her looks. <br><br><strong>"Well then... A pleasure, Bambi."</strong> Jason said, his curiosity now peaked on what her first name was and how it didn't fit the show. He was certain that placed in the proper lenses it would, but he supposed that was beside the point. Releasing her hand, he lifted the straps of his duffle bags to place them over his neck and shoulder. With the straps now secured in place to allow his his freedom, he approached Bambi's bags. <br><br>Jason was already beginning to sort her luggage into his hands as she asked whether or not he'd be able to manage them along with his own things. <strong>"I'll be fine. You could say I have some experience with this."</strong> He assured her with a confident smile, distributing the weight of his owns bags evenly as he added hers. Some were attached to the clasps on his straps, while he managed a couple in his hands. Altogether it was extremely heavy and bulky, but he was certain he'd be able to manage. <br><br>Jason rose when finished with his task, a mild groan of protest following as he stared toward Bambi with a chuckle. <strong>"Alright, let's find that room of yours."</strong> He said, the strain obvious in his voice, but he managed to hide most of it from his facial features. He started toward the stairs then, eyeing them in search for the best method of ascent as he drew closer. It took longer then if he'd only had his own luggage, but he made it up the stairs all the same. <br><br>Once at the top, Jason turned his gaze back to Bambi. <strong>"Well I suppose it's your lead from here."</strong> He said in a mirthful tone, only then realizing that he had no clue of where he was going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Battle Bang: IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 20:34:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/5b96d52bbe14cf43d70a3e07b810c468/tumblr_mzlf2uBiUw1tpc8mjo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Chastity 'Bambi' Garcia. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856189#msg10856189)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Mansion - Main Living Area - Upstairs Corridor - Double Bedroom<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jason, Open.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Chastity watched as Jason juggled her luggage with his; that was no small task. Maybe she should have packed less? The tanned girl couldn't help but giggle as a groan of protest left the male. She followed him over to the stairs, tucking her earphones into a pocket of her denim shorts. Despite the taller of the two struggling with the bulky bags, the brunette couldn't help but think him kind of cute. The fact that he'd offered to help her out was a plus in her books. <br><br>"Thanks again for helping me out. I really appreciate it."<br><br>Bambi started up the staircase first, taking a few steps before she would glance back over her shoulder at Jason. She continued to climb the stairs and once at the top she waited for him to reach her. As he stepped up the final step, her hand extended to press casually onto his upper bicep as if to steady him. She smiled up at him as he turned to glance back at her and she gave a quick nod. It was probably in Jason's best interest to pick a room that was closer to the stairs rather then let him follow her down the hallway to the other end of the house.<br><br>"Alrighty then." Turning on her heels, Chastity started past the taller man and began down the hallway, her dark eyes cast around as she wandered.<br><br>Upon finding a spare room, Chastity stepping inside and held the door open for Jason to enter. It was quite large, decorated in mainly creams and beige's; neutral colours that would work for anyone. A queen sized double bed had its luxury styled headboard against one partition wall that had openings either side that lead through to a large bathroom suite; it looked like they needed doors to close off the bathroom, but the open style suited the show. She wondered if they'd placed hidden camera's in their bathrooms as well...<br><br>When Jason was inside, Chastity stepped away from the door, pushing it to leave it only ajar; she didn't want the other contestants looking into her room. She held back the urge to dive onto her plush bed until Jason left the room. It was difficult to say the least. Stepping towards the man, Chastity offered him another friendly smile, her lips parting to speak.<br><br>"Thank you again. I know I've said that like, three times now, but I mean it. I don't think I could've managed getting it all up the stairs in one go and I might have let this bedroom go to someone else if I had tried taking them up separately."
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