Legacy of Strongpoint

[EffyDearest]

Fo' Sassy, foo~
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Yeah, those gangs you hear about? Always beefing? Always fighting? Yeah, those are the gangs in this city. The main gangs include a mafia, a few "thug-life" gangs and some small time hustlers. Down in the rising ranks is a gang called Strongpoint. Strongpoint made its name by always sparing lives to anyone but leaders, but always leaving a scar so deep their enemies disband. They started by one day taking a bunch of brass knuckles and surprising their enemies. Guns did nothing, magic did nothing; Strongpoint made sure to train hard before doing anything. Their beloved leader was a thug born-and raised, by the name of Micheal "Jaw-breaker" Smith. Yeah, real ghetto. He and his homie were into boxing for a really long time, thus getting his love for "jaw-snapping" with his left hook. He founded them with the gang colors black, white, and red.

Strongpoint works as a family. No hate allowed. If you're older, an adult, you take your beef with a bare knuckles match until you're both satisfied. If you're younger.. well depends on who you mess with. You could be punished like a child or not. When Micheal started seeing magic appear ten years ago before Strongpoint got any reputation he couldn't believe it, but integrated and learned with them as it swept over the city. He liked that. He liked it a lot. Strongpoint was in tip-top shape beyond ever.

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Net wasn't out fighting with any little gangs at the moment. He was in a warehouse protected by the gang, more like a safehouse. In the middle was a bit of training equipment. Someone made a comment over his tiny muscles and it annoyed him so much he ran straight to the area and began to lift weights until he couldn't anymore, then went at it with the punching bag. He wasn't doing it right but he didn't know that at the time. "Gotta," he huffed, "be strong! Strong for Strongpoint!" The room, moreover specifically around him was cold because of his ability with manipulating anything frozen.

[Sassy_World900]

To normal people, a gang are a bunch of no good punks. Most of the time, they be right, but also wrong. For there are gang members out there that treat there members more kindly then the people they used to know like friends and family. It was like a perfect get away from it all. Sure that people get there hands dirty and it's against the law, but it was better then what they had to put up with. That's why so many young people leave home in order to get away from the misery they were feeling.

In the safe house, Net wasn't the only one. A young female members arrives and enters. Her name is Roxanne. She joined up around the same time as the young male working out. She was one tough rock. She was well known for her earth spells and her strength. She sees him working on the sandbag and sees that he was doing it wrong. So she comes over and holds the bag still. "Hey ya Net!" she said with a grin on her face. "You know, by punching like that, you are not doing serious damage and wasting a lot of energy." she tells him.

[EffyDearest]

Net shrugged. He was wearing thin work-out shorts and a white t-shirt soaked with sweat. He had a bandanna tied around his neck with the gangs colors. His usually curly black hair was even worse looking than usual from all his sweat. "How should I be punching then, oh wise-one?" he smirked, greeting Roxanne with a quick hug, but let go quick so she wouldn't have to smell him. "Should I perhaps freeze it then punch it as hard as I can and try to break it?" He had a grin but he knew he wasn't strong enough for that.

[Sassy_World900]

Roxanne looked like a punk. She had long dreadlock light and dark green hair pulled back into a pony tail, amber brown eyes and her skin was a natural light tan. Wearing a green plaid sweater that's a shirt cut, a cream tea green strip shirt under it, black shorts, black ripped up tights and knee high combat boots. She light chuckles as she was hugged quickly with the guy that she calls friend.

When he told how he thinks he should punch someone. She laughs and pats him on the back. "Please, you ain't that powerful yet." he tells him. "While freezing is a good start, some people are faster then you." she tells him. "I suggest that you become quicker and punch then in the gut." she tells him and punches the sand bag so hard, that the bang echoed a little in the safe house. "This knocks the wind out of them and you can freeze then where they kneel."

[EffyDearest]

Net raised an eyebrow. "I'm not fast enough.. speed.." He punched at Roxanne's stomach before he even finished his sentence, getting his hand there very quickly but accidentally tapping her. But it was too weak to really matter. "..ehh sorry.. Speed is my thing." He finished his sentence with a smirk and looked her in the eyes. "No one can outrun the Net! Freezing enemies and being annoying are my specialty!" He knew she was just trying to give friendly advice though, so he didn't try to act like he knew more.

"I hope one day I can be as strong as Jaw-Breaker.."

[Sassy_World900]

She looks down at the fist that tried to punch her stomach, but she didn't feel anything, but he would for her skin was a little harder then normal people. Though that's from learning earth spells for a awhile. She lightly chuckles as he tells her that no one can out run him and he may be right. She had seen him in action and she hasn't seen anyone move quite as fast as he does.

"Maybe you are right. But here's something you should know." she said with a smile on her face. Before Net could see it, he was sunk into the ground with his head only remaining on the surface. "Never let your guard down." she tells him. Before pulls him back up. "I know that he's are leader and everything, but you shouldn't really idol him." she tells him in a serious like tone.

[EffyDearest]

(he didn't mean to hit her though. his control is bad)

"Guess whaaaAA!" WHen he found himself in the ground he struggled to get out until she helped him. "The hell.." When he was told to never let his guard down he frowned. He knew that. And, never idol Michael? Michael built them from the dirt! He was a rapper, a thug, and a really great guy to his family and friends. What did she know anyway? She wasn't as strong as him.. he had been training in magic with the higher-in-commands, like Keith.

"I think I'll idol who I want to idol." Suddenly he was bent halfway, jabbing at her side. "And never let your guard down!"

[Sassy_World900]

She lets out a small grunt as she was jabbed on the side. Being told not to let her guard down either. She smirked and chuckled, but in a sinister way. "So...that's how it is huh? Well two can play at that came." she said. Jabbing her fist into his side, but it was five time harder then whatever Net could dish out. She is known to use her fists more then her element spells in the battlefield. No one knew why, and they didn't asked for they will always get the same reply.

[EffyDearest]

Net crippled under the blow with a gasp. "Ow! Grr!" He couldn't really get up so easy but he started to chant something that was easily known as a spell. Net was currently down on his knees holding his side but he tried to punch at her with his weak arm while his good one currently was holding onto his side. Unfortunately he managed to interrupt his spell and had to start all over again. He decided freezing her feet to the ground for.. an hour.. would be a nice idea rather than let her have an excuse to stay really mad at him.

[Sassy_World900]

Seeing that he had messed up on his spell. She took this moment to strike again. By kicking him in the stomach. She knew that if she distract him long enough for her to get away from him before he cast his spell.