Name: Kazama Jun (The Chosen One) "A Woman whose mysterious and fearless, a fighter for peace. Her fighting style is the Kazama style of martial arts. Former officer of WWWC and former lover of Kazuya Mishima, and Jin Kazama's mother." Art Requests: Open
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For Ms. Lili-san, this was hard on me with my sore hand but I persevered and thought of this instantly since its Christmas time and many people love Karaoke! Enjoy the photo! And Merry Christmas!
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if somebody has this pic with its original size… plox post it k thx. the artist no longer exists. was knows as “33″, “Bell12″ and “∈∋”.
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Reblog if you actually like my blog (*˙︶˙*)☆*°
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She called..fucking hot mann))
God bless. I’m glad I can come here to shitpost about this fucking hot man. 😈😈😈
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My ship..
Who tf keeps making these 😭😭 it’s so cheesy but I WANT TO BE HER
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teslagravity:
Minor injuries.
Had Lars been in more fitting spirits, perhaps he would have laughed at this observation. He had lost enough blood to bring pallor to his skin and make him lose consciousness. These things were the better end of the deal considering what sort of crash he had been in; he could have just as easily broken a limb or fatally damaged something internally.
Jun’s question motivated him to speak again, “…Yes, to both things. Which search party finds me first is what’s making me nervous.”
His own soldiers would, of course, be looking for their leader—but so would their enemies. They needed to make sure that their mission was a success; if he was still alive, evidently they had failed.
“Our communication equipment was damaged or destroyed in the crash, so I have no way of contacting them. All I can do right now is wait while I recover.”
The raven haired delicate peaceful fighter nodded as she took note of the opposing forces that will stop at nothing to look for him. She had been in a similar situation before with another from her past. This time she knew what she had to do, and how to prepare for what laid ahead. Just what was this strange man? Was it more than just a scuffle between two opposing Waring parties? And just..who was behind this madness..this darkness..it feels all too familiar..
"There has to be a solution to stop this...hmm...this tree husk will only last a little awhile..but...only for a few days..my apologies..but it cannot handle heavy weaponry.."
Jun sighed once more as she moved to the side of the tree husk where she had made her hut. It had been a long time since she had to be thrown in such conflict affairs. Normally she stayed away from it all, however, something seemed to be missing...she can't quite place her finger on what that something is...but it feels like more of something she had forgotten..not trying to forget...but ever since all those years ago...she felt like a piece of her had been missing..
#For Lars#Thank you for being patient#I need to be more active on here#lars alexandersson#Jun Kazama#Tekken#Rp
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I can’t remember the last time I wished I was a video game character so badly
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Sailor Moon - Final battle with Sailor Galaxia x Tekken Tag Touranemnt 2 - Unknown Ending
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tfw ai is better at time out shenanigans than you
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teslagravity:
Jun seemed to be more preoccupied with preparing their breakfast than conversation, which was alright for the moment. Lars’ esophagus still felt raw from the irritating smoke, but also from the lack of use the night before.
She offered him some bread and tea. It was a small meal; he easily ate three times this much, but it was rude to ask for more than what was given. Lars thanked her politely and sipped the tea, hoping it would help with his throat.
Hearing that she hadn’t seen any other surviving members of his squad, Lars was quiet for a good while, disappointed and saddened to learn that they had all passed.
“I see…” His gaze cast downward, “thank you.”
Being secluded like this, she probably had no idea what was going on in the urban centers, “…We were being pursued by the Zaibatsu, carrying injured back to be treated when we were shot out of the sky.” He explained.
“…We crashed here, then I suppose you found me,” Lars lifted his head to focus on Jun again, “Do you keep up with current events?”
Jun looked at the strange man with a rather puzzled look. She didn't think twice about current events happening that plagued this world. Having hid in the shadows for most of her life, she had taken the aspect of civilization away from her. She had found it rather peaceful to live among the animals, and the beauty of nature around her. When she did live in the civilized world she knew that it was starting to become more corrupt then ever. She could only imagine more problems would arise now after more years later with the Mishima Conglomerate.
"Yes I had found you..badly hurt..from a large crash..you are fortunate to have survived with minor injuries.."
She paused a little at what he said, the normal average person would have died in such a tragic crash...but he...was different? What is this strange soldier? How come he has this strange power about him, his spirit seemed to radiate in the right places...but he seemed more super human than anything else...was this what he meant? Experimentational usages on their soldiers for combat? Have we gotten to the point where we geneticly modify our soldiers as almost inhuman? What of the casualties and the no feeling as to what it is to be a full human? How could the world change so much..?
"You need to go back, right? Will they send out a search party for you?
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WHAT’S YOUR ANGER TYPE ?
Balanced. You have your temper in good check. People may even think you don’t have a dark side!
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