Commence 3359: Octopus-head and Turf-top

[Alternative]

Closed fight, unless you're Mattobi, or someone cool.

I'll let you decide on rules, I'm not too fussed on them.
If you wanna start by sky diving that's okay with me.
It should be a bit more extreme, like dangling from a spike pit.
Or a grassy plain whatever you want to fight on.

Unofficial fight for jokes and name calling

Sasagawa Ryohei [

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(It's just an update haha)

 

[Nathan]

You suck Blake, never even finished our fight. :|

 

[Mattobi]

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The airplane had reached the maximum height it would go, Turf-top and I had been sitting silent in a passenger seat for a while now. I can't believe I actually agreed to do this... childish stuff. I remember Reborn and Juudaime saying it as if it were the easiest thing to do. "Come one Gokudera-kun! I know you and Onee-san aren't the best of friends, but I'm sure this will be fun for both of you!" And how could I, his right hand man, deny his will and orders? I'd do everything to show him my dedication towards him and the family, even if it means that I'd have to do this kind of... fun things. So yeah, here I am now. Sitting in front of that Turf-top, smoking a cigarette in order to stay relaxed. I am actually quite surprised by the look on his face, instead of being annoyed he looked happy and concentrated. He was smiling mysteriously, as if he was having fun while thinking of the jump we'd have to make. That is exactly what makes me always pissed of when I'm alone with this guy, he is always active and he always sees everything as a way to test his power to the extreme. With a sigh expressing my feelings, I whispered something.

Annoying Turf-top...

Suddenly I could hear the beeping of an alarm. The door of the plane was opening, this was the moment! We had to jump! I wasn't too sure if I really wanted to do this, what if the parachute didn't work? What if I wouldn't be able to open it? My doubts disappeared immediatly as I glanced at Turf-top and saw him anxiously putting on his parachute. Pffft, there is no way that I'd let this Turf-top show of his courage in front of Juudaime! If anyone were to impress him it'd be me, his right hand man! Without wasting any time, I grabbed the parachute and put it on. I started running towards the door as I saw Turf-top standing up and walking over to it. He was about to jump out of the plane as I pushed him aside and jumped. The fact that wasn't standing on anything, that I was falling down at high speed and most importantly, that I had jumped before Turf-top gave me such a huge kick that I shouted something at him without thinking twice.

Who is being brave and cool to the extreme now, Turf-top!? I guess I am the most extreme of the two of us!!

I don't really care about the rules neither.
As long as it's an unofficial spar,
I don't care what happens.
At the end we can go all out if you wish.
I had this crazy idea, we can come up with the terrain we are going to land on
as we fall down,
it should be interesting.​

 

[Alternative]

You suck Blake, never even finished our fight. :|

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The airplane had reached the maximum height it would go, Turf-top and I had been sitting silent in a passenger seat for a while now. I can't believe I actually agreed to do this... childish stuff. I remember Reborn and Juudaime saying it as if it were the easiest thing to do. "Come one Gokudera-kun! I know you and Onee-san aren't the best of friends, but I'm sure this will be fun for both of you!" And how could I, his right hand man, deny his will and orders? I'd do everything to show him my dedication towards him and the family, even if it means that I'd have to do this kind of... fun things. So yeah, here I am now. Sitting in front of that Turf-top, smoking a cigarette in order to stay relaxed. I am actually quite surprised by the look on his face, instead of being annoyed he looked happy and concentrated. He was smiling mysteriously, as if he was having fun while thinking of the jump we'd have to make. That is exactly what makes me always pissed of when I'm alone with this guy, he is always active and he always sees everything as a way to test his power to the extreme. With a sigh expressing my feelings, I whispered something.

Annoying Turf-top...

Suddenly I could hear the beeping of an alarm. The door of the plane was opening, this was the moment! We had to jump! I wasn't too sure if I really wanted to do this, what if the parachute didn't work? What if I wouldn't be able to open it? My doubts disappeared immediatly as I glanced at Turf-top and saw him anxiously putting on his parachute. Pffft, there is no way that I'd let this Turf-top show of his courage in front of Juudaime! If anyone were to impress him it'd be me, his right hand man! Without wasting any time, I grabbed the parachute and put it on. I started running towards the door as I saw Turf-top standing up and walking over to it. He was about to jump out of the plane as I pushed him aside and jumped. The fact that wasn't standing on anything, that I was falling down at high speed and most importantly, that I had jumped before Turf-top gave me such a huge kick that I shouted something at him without thinking twice.

Who is being brave and cool to the extreme now, Turf-top!? I guess I am the most extreme of the two of us!!

I don't really care about the rules neither.
As long as it's an unofficial spar,
I don't care what happens.
At the end we can go all out if you wish.
I had this crazy idea, we can come up with the terrain we are going to land on
as we fall down,
it should be interesting.​

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There was no way I could lie about the anticipation building up inside me; I was extremely excited. The thrill of falling from such a height, there was no way in hell you could miss out on such an opportunity. Just being sat there, I was eager to jump, with such a dorky smile on my face, the anticipation was killing me. I couldn't just sit still as we hit the climax of height before we were allowed to jump. Oh right, I was with that Octupus-head... I have no idea why Sawada would make him jump as well, he was so unextreme when it came to such daring sports. When we would do something extreme, he would probably be sitting there, reading or thinking about his next UMA sighting. Man he was extremely annoying, taking small puffs of smoke from his cigarette, it irritated me to no end being a promoter of healthy living.
"Octopus-head, you shouldn't be smoking. It's not good for ya." I mentioned as the happy look on my face started to dim into something a bit more stoic and serious. To be honest, the smell of nicotine was getting to me, especially being so high up in the air and in a cramped room with this idiot. Although I did hear something escape his lips, not too clearly though since the turbines of the plane were loud. Given the tone of voice he portrayed, it could only be offensive.
"What was that!?" I said with an agitated voice of increased volume. I was standing from my seat this time, my fists clenched as a natural reaction to my overreaction to such a small insult. "Octopus-head, I'll beat you to the extreme!" I even walked over to him and attempt to grab him by the collar, but I guess you could say all the training with Master Colonello helped me restrain myself somewhat.

The alarm sounded, with the plane doors automatically sliding open. I had forgotten all about the anger towards Octopus-head, just remembering the point of even being here in this nicotine-infested habitat with him - jumping for the thrill. I grabbed the parachute which was against the wall, sliding it on anxiously, but like it was a standard ritual for me. Just looking out the door and downwards to the ground, I could see how high up we were, I was getting nervous, my legs almost quivering in their spot. No time for letting Octopus-head see that side of me.
Almost immediately I was shoved out the way, making way for that loser of a right-hand man. With the comment it stung, activating my rather competitive side. "Oh yeah!? I'll win to the extreme!" I yelled, and without even thinking, I followed suit by jumping out of the plane. The wind brushing harshly against my skin, the velocity of which we were falling, it felt extremely great.

I like that idea of just falling until we like.
Just don't control my character.
I didn't kick you wtf​