Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 10.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 10.

The note left attached to her door was one that she couldn’t turn down, was it Miharu looking to get her ass kicked again…? No, that would be too simple, the writing was older and this was a challenge to a duel; Asuka was intelligent enough to know that there would only be two people left who would try to stop her fight with Ling and that was Wang Jinrei and Jin. Jin wouldn’t challenge her; he was part of the final rounds. So it had to be Ling’s grandfather Jinrei. Asuka had lost to Wang before–that would be unacceptable this …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 9.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 9.

The location was not good for starters Asuka thought as she arrived at a dark shrine that was lit just barely with torches. The second issue was who she was going to fight in order to advance. The fights against Phoenix and Christie were fun; the kind she liked where her life wasn’t on the line, this would be different.

Asuka wore her bluish-silver leather bodysuit that matched the others; her halter was blue—she looked over to her opponent who was softly singing a Russian folk song…or was it a battle tune?

PRT 9 Asuka Silver Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 9.

Asuka’s English was pretty broken, so learning Russian on …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 8.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 8.

Asuka wore the exact outfit that she wore against Phoenix; the only difference was the fact that it was blue with black instead of black with red. She was making haste towards the battleground which was in the middle of a carnival—a very weird place, but possibly fitting.

PRT 8 Asuka Open Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 8.

In her right hand she held her phone and she was talking to Lili; and as she reached the grounds that were full of kids with their parents and what appeared to be a circus, she raised her voice and tapped the rocker button on the phone to raise the volume.

People were …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 7.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 7.

A long white limo sat parked in front of the hotel and the driver was finishing loading Lili’s bags for her in the large trunk. Asuka looked at Emilie and said, “Are you going to be okay?”

“I should be asking you that question Asuka. I’m sorry to have to leave you so suddenly, this wasn’t supposed to happen,” Lili replied.

“Emilie, I love you, don’t forget about me okay?” Asuka said sadly. She stood in front of the taller Lili and looked up at her with her eyes sparkling with tears.

Lili gently held Asuka’s chin, and touched the tip …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 6.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 6.

Asuka coughed as Lili took her two fingers out of her mouth, she was kneeling in front of a very dirty toilet and blood was dripping from her lips.
“You have to throw up Miss. Kazama, you have blood in your stomach; you’re going to die!” Lili cried desperately as she plunged her pointer and middle finger down Asuka’s throat again, this time she got a reaction and Lili didn’t get her hand out in time and it became covered in blood as Asuka vomited into the toilet. There was so much blood…

“You have internal injuries and the fucking Angel …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 5.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 5.

WARNING, RATED X MATERIAL, READER DISCRETION ADVISED!

There was a knock on her door and Lili, dressed in just a silk robe with a beautiful pattern answered it. Asuka stood outside wearing a white Baseball Jersey that was mostly buttoned, but tied at her lower stomach. Across the chest in gold embroidery was “Mishima Academy” and on the left short sleeve was the same crest that was on her uniform’s sweater. On the right sleeve was the number 5 and on her back in the center was the number 5 with “Kazama” above it. Asuka also wore short pink vinyl shorts …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 4.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 4.

They were on the top of the Nitrino building at 11pm; it was pretty cold and windy at this height. A helicopter was flying around and the fight bystanders were near the edges of the rooftop—cameras in hand. Lili was with her as Asuka prepared for her fight with Nina Williams.

Asuka wore the same red vinyl version of her bodysuit with black faux leather inlays. Her gauntlets and boots matched the one piece outfit which she had zipped above the black nylon belt to cover the mark of the “Golden Devil.” Asuka looked at her arms and thighs to make …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 3.

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 3.

“Kill me…kill me before it’s too late…” Asuka groaned, she was lying in the hotel bed with Lili next to her trying to massage her bruises down with a salve.

Asuka suddenly awoke to see her blonde haired friend and then realized that she was naked—Asuka grabbed the covers to Lili’s surprise and cried, “What the hell are you doing!”

“You’re welcome…now stay still, the stiffness seems to be wearing away if you were able to grab the sheets so fast; we’re both girls, its nothing I haven’t seen before,” Lili replied.

“What happened?” Asuka asked calming down.

“You know what …

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Edge of Tomorrow Spoiler-free Review

Edge of Tomorrow Spoiler-free Review

 

EDGE OF TOMORROW 13 Edge of Tomorrow Spoiler free Review

I had several reasons not to want to like this film. First of all, on the surface, Edge of Tomorrow looked like it was just going to be another Tom Cruise delivery system.  I have seen Cruise play the same character in countless films over the years. Interview with a Vampire, A Few Good Men, Jerry Maguire, Eyes Wide Shut, Mission Impossible… All of his characters from these films are basically different moods of the same guy.  So, I honestly wasn’t too excited.  I mean, Oblivion is still being shown at least 5 times a week on cable.

I’m …

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Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 2

Tekken MZ Fan Fiction: Part 2

Official Namco art of Lili.

Asuka began preparing for her battle with Lili, this was one fight she wanted to settle for good; they were always at each others throats—starting with a word battle and then fisticuffs.

Asuka stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room that was in a trailer parked on a beach on the shores of Japan, she wore a sleeveless, black halter top with a V-neck; and cuffed shorts with the rest of the zippered bodysuit hanging around her hips. The bodysuit was glossy pink vinyl with black faux leather to form it to her …

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