(ooc: All prompts are spoiler free, but threads will likely have SoJ spoilers)
[B - Street Fighter]
[The atmosphere was fully charged by the cheers from the crowd that has formed in the streets of Verens. A fight was going down between two combatants, though this was not born from unsettled grudges. This was just a fight for personal glory and bragging rights. In a world full of people with different abilities and powers, they meant absolutely nothing here. This was as street fight, using only the skills in hand-to-hand combat. This was something Dhurke could fall behind, not that he wouldn't mind trying his luck against someone with abilities, but this was more his pace. He was now moving onto his third match, so far beating the competition with only the use of his right arm. He hasn't fought an opponent yet that require the use of both his arms yet.]
Come on, is that all you got? I barely broke a sweat! [Says the man who was catching his breath with sweat falling from his forehead. But Dhurke didn't seem deter in the least, ready for some more action.]
[C/E - Thanks Gumshoe]
Are these little guys suppose to shoot confetti...? I think someone delivered the wrong set of explosives.
[There is no context as to what he is even thinking about, but he's currently down on the surface and examining a crate of supposedly positive emotion inducing orbs. Confetti could mean something positive, but he gets the feeling that's not going to help clear out this mess. If anything the confetti is just making an even bigger one.]
[D - Super spooky scarecrows]
[It may just be his looks or this unshakable confidence radiating from Dhurke that the scarecrows aren't trying to pester him as much as the others. Which is fine with him, that just means he could try and assist those who aren't having as much luck shooing away the scarecrows.]
Dhurke | Ace Attorney
[B - Street Fight
er][The atmosphere was fully charged by the cheers from the crowd that has formed in the streets of Verens. A fight was going down between two combatants, though this was not born from unsettled grudges. This was just a fight for personal glory and bragging rights. In a world full of people with different abilities and powers, they meant absolutely nothing here. This was as street fight, using only the skills in hand-to-hand combat. This was something Dhurke could fall behind, not that he wouldn't mind trying his luck against someone with abilities, but this was more his pace. He was now moving onto his third match, so far beating the competition with only the use of his right arm. He hasn't fought an opponent yet that require the use of both his arms yet.]
Come on, is that all you got? I barely broke a sweat! [Says the man who was catching his breath with sweat falling from his forehead. But Dhurke didn't seem deter in the least, ready for some more action.]
[C/E - Thanks Gumshoe]
Are these little guys suppose to shoot confetti...? I think someone delivered the wrong set of explosives.
[There is no context as to what he is even thinking about, but he's currently down on the surface and examining a crate of supposedly positive emotion inducing orbs. Confetti could mean something positive, but he gets the feeling that's not going to help clear out this mess. If anything the confetti is just making an even bigger one.]
[D - Super spooky scarecrows]
[It may just be his looks or this unshakable confidence radiating from Dhurke that the scarecrows aren't trying to pester him as much as the others. Which is fine with him, that just means he could try and assist those who aren't having as much luck shooing away the scarecrows.]
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