originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Some of my powers
Once a god, now mortal because of Wit.
He's a good guy, but I had to save him somehow.
English
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"A god with feelings, how odd." [i][b]He said, the tone of sarcasm showing heavily in his voice. [/b][/i]
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Hey! *said slightly annoyed by your tone* I'm not a robot!
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"No. But I've known some who had met gods before, and if I can say one thing for certain, it's that they could not give a damn about anyone."
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Well, I guess I'm just a little unicorn
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"Yeah, special snowflake."
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Can we fight now?
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[b][i]He lets out a deep sigh, while he briefly thinks the request over. [/i][/b]"No magic, no bullshit, just fists. Deal?"
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Okay *sword disappears* You sound a lot like nalli.
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"Who? Never mind. And I may because I've seen some shit, and frankly I'm too damn old and tired to put up with magic." [b][i]He stated, before he stood from his bench, stepping out a few feet and getting in a ready stance. [/i][/b]
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*readies* Would the elder like to go first?
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"Not my style to take first hit. Just go easy on me, I'll probably break my back before I break anything on you."
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Underestimation Okay *pops knuckles*
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"You going to take a hit or just stand there? Because back in my day, we actually hit our enemies!"
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Fine, fine *moves quickly to your position, then slides and tries to trip you*
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[i]He jumps over the slide, planting both feet on the mans face. If he was younger, he would have cleared him entirely. [/i]
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*holds up arm to block, then sweeps with left leg* Smart bastard
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[i]The weight of the cowboy pushed on the arm, only driving it further into the mans face, and he stepped off, spinning around. [/i]"Experienced bastard, mind you."
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*recoils* Okay, you said no bullshit, so..." *finds a known pile of something off the ground and hurls it at your face* "...this is horse shit*
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[i]He swerves his body to the left, the.. Strange substance, gliding past him. But it wasn't without harms, as he managed to hurt his back in the process. [/i]
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You okay? *not waiting, dissolves into the ground, reforms behind you, and kicks you in that spot* Because you aren't now.
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[i]The spin had caused him to readjust his back, and the kick had missed him juuuust as he readjusted his back, snapping it into place. [/i]"Chill you dick, can't you see you nearly broke an old mans back?"
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Late 30s man's back I kinda thought that this would be more like David and Goliath. *walks backwards, and waits*
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[i]He readjusts his back, and stood in a ready position. [/i]"I apologize that being born in a test tube gives you some bad bones, and faster aging. I'll likely die by the time I hit eighty."
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*holds sword out* You know, if you beat me, I can help you out.
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"Don't need help, thanks." [i]He stated, and in the blink of an eye, both revolvers were in his hands, pointed at you. [/i]