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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
3/25/2016 4:56:35 PM
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"Son, I was maid and had three children, I've gotten more action than you'll ever dream of getting." [b][i]He said, throwing a punch to the jaw mid sentence, to catch you off guard. [/i][/b]
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*stumbles back but almost instantly headbuts you as a response* If you wont play by the rules, neither will i. *spits tooth*
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[b][i]As you go to headbutt, he follows suit, both heads colliding, although he drives a punch to your left ribcage in the process. [/i][/b]
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Ugh! *before you lower your leg i deliver a punch right to your gut*
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[b][i]He takes the gut punch, barely any effect happening after he composed himself, and he steps back, readying hisself once more. [/i][/b]
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*spits in your eyes before delivering a kick to your neck* Show-off.
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[b][i]As you spit, he tilts his hat down, the spit sliding off. When you go to kick, he catches your leg midair, throwing it up while bringing his elbow down in your knee, snapping it like a twig. [/i][/b]
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*kicks you in the forehead while your hands are holding my leg and crawls loose* *grunts in pain*
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[b][i]He takes the forehead kick and stumbles back, before he looks up at you. [/i][/b]"You're not bad kid, I'll give you that. What's say we use weaponry?" [i][b]He asked, drawing both his guns. [/b][/i]
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Hmm... Why not? *throws both sai towards your chest and jumps at you, grabbing both your guns and pointing them away*
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[i][b]He rolls away from the Sai, and as you jump at him, he fires both guns at your chest, all twelve rounds impaling you both midair and as you land. [/b][/i]
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*growls in pain* If... I... Die... So... DO YOU! *takes the little power left to, jump up, headbut you to the ground and bite your shoulder, deep*
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[b][i]Due to the bullets filling you, the attack was slow, and so he kicked you out of the sky and on the ground. [/i][/b]"Good fight man. You'll wake up in a few, Anchor darts." [spoiler]Anchor darts- Personal invention. Feels like a bullet, isn't deadly, knocks you out for a minute like a tranquilizer. [/spoiler]
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Its... Not... Over... Its... Never... Over... I... Can... Still... figh- *falls to ground unconscious*
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[b][i]He awakens moments later, the cowboy sitting against a wall. [/i][/b]
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Coward... Ugh! *clutches wound*
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"Ain't no rest for the wicked, is there? And how am I a coward for letting you live, Sonny? Seeing as o did just win and all."
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You're not bad old man...
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"No, just experienced. As in, I've seen shit."
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Well clearly... All of my other fights have lasted much longer... *grits teeth in pain* My head! How many narkotics did you put in those darts?
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"Enough to keep you unconscious."
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No shit! [spoiler]do i have bullet wounds or did you only use darts?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Just darts. [/spoiler] "Well, that's what happens when you ran a PMC, and fought almost godly beings in your life. Metaphorically godly, of course."
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I can still fight you! *tries to get up but falls on the ground in pain as i apply pressure to my fractured leg*
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[i][b]As you stood, he followed suit, drawing his shotgun. [/b][/i]"Sit your ass down boy."
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You scared? *face shows a smile and pain, mostly pain*
