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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/21/2016 11:54:07 PM
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[b]His left arm turns into pure ice, as he raises it towards the sky. The clouds turn dark, and hundreds of massive, golf ball sized balls of hail rain down, and all of them seem to be directed at you.[/b]
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[i]JT aimed in the sky with his left hand, as his shotgun was in his right, and he started swatting the hail away with his prosthetic arm. [/i]
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[b]While JT is distracted with the hail, Fentis dashes forward, slamming him down on the ground, and striking down with his sword.[/b]
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[i]Sadly, TagSight didn't require JT to look at the opponent as he already had a lock on, so he fired the shotgun at his opponent when he came dashing forwards. Either way though, the bodies would collide and JT would fall. [/i]
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[b]Fentis stops, creating an exetremely thick wall of ice between the bullets and him. Due to him being in Stage One, he can give life to ice sculptures. He creates an ice clone of right next to you, which punches you in the face, before running.[/b]
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[i]The fist that landed into the face of JT was met not by a pain-filled cowboy, but rather one who was still good in a fistfight. When the hand recoiled JT used his left to pull it downwards, and pulled up with his right to just under the elbow, and he drove the two forces against each other, essentially snapping the ice clones arm like a twig. [/i] "Well yeehaw, it's been sixteen damn years since I did that!"
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[b]Fentis is already behind JT, grabbing him around his neck, and dragging him backwards, before throwing him on the ground. He stamps his foot on top of JT's face.[/b]
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[i]The Marshal swiftly jerked his head to the side when the foot came down, though it grazed the side of his head and crushed the mans ear. He grabs Fentis' ankle with his right hand while his left pushed itself into the side of his knee. [/i]
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[b]Backing away, Fentis launches several icicles.[/b]
