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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/19/2016 8:58:16 PM
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[b]The drunken man stumbled his way through the dojo. He was in a tattered rain jacket, and in similar shape, snow pants and boots. An extra pair of two sown on arms were below those originally there. A white hockey mask was placed over his bald head, and two machetes were in his lower hands. He bumped into someone, who promptly told him to F off. That man was launched off into a wall, where a crater now lay. After that, those who bumped into him stayed silent. With a gurgle in his throat, he made his way down to the arena, knowing that his anger couldn't be taken out on people outside the battle ground. With the shuffling of feet, he came to a stop, waiting for a challenger.[/b]
[spoiler]Open! [/spoiler]
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*Someone walks in. She appears to be a white tiger wearing an exo-suit. He is holding a helmet with her left hand and on her right wrist is an extra band added to her armor which glows blue. She has slate colored eyes and a couple of the stripes on her face seem to act as eyebrows. Something a little strange about her considering the fact she is a tiger, is the fact that her ears are just pointed forward. An extremely loud explosion(probably from another fight,) can be heard just across the Dojo, and her ears don't even do so much as to swivel in the direction it came from. She stops, staring at the odd man.* [u]Who are you?!?!?![/u] *She has a strange unidentifiable accent and she doesn't seem like she was meaning to shout either.*
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[b]His unseen eyes scan over the woman quickly, before a command rattles in his head.[/b] [i]Kill... Kill.. Kill. Kill KILL KILLKILLKILLKILL[/i] [b]The figure flips the two plain blades he held in his bottom arms, and begins his stumbling advance towards you. Your question was only met with a gurgling growl from his throat. [/b] [spoiler]Be prepared for a fight! [/spoiler]
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*She gives him a confused look and her helmet splits down the middle. She puts it on and it closes around her face, the two circular yellow lenses lighting up. She then gets into some sort of low guard, waiting for him to get closer.* [spoiler]She's not going to be easy. She's basically a walking tank but minus any guns or artillery.[/spoiler]
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[b]He simply walked up to you... And attempted to bash you in the face with the machete. A simple move, but hey, if you didn't do anything about it, you might end up with a nice hole in your head. Either way, it was an... Interesting fighting style.[/b]
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*Before he even gets close enough to bash her with the machete, the propulsion pack on her back fires and she is launched straight at him, elbowing him in the gut in midair.*
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[b]His feet slide along the ground, until he stops. The man didn't even hit the wall. Perhaps that machete attack would be best avoided, though that much was obvious. Another growl, and he simply kicked you away. He was the definition of strong. [/b]
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*She stumbles back only a little, she too was extremely strong. She punches him in the face as hard as she can.*
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[b]His head spun until it was looking behind him, stopped with a sickening crack. He took it as an advantage, and attempted to hit you with a machete, while you fist smashed his face. The head, while his neck was broken, started to turn forward again, pops and cracks sounding out as it turned back into it's normal position. [/b]
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*She seemingly doesn't notice the popping or cracks. She blocks the machete with her arm, denting her armor a little. She then kicks him in the gut and then sweeps his legs out from under him.*
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[b]He lands on the floor, only to get back up again. This time, both machetes reach out, their dull blades made them seem more as a blunt torture weapon, then for actual battle. As one came from atop, another from a thrust, two massive fists covered the bottom, and side. [/b]
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*Suddenly a shield made from glowing blue light extends from the band on her wrist and she blocks the machete strikes but the punches hit her, making her stumble back. She suddenly boosts back at him, grabbing his arm and using her own momentum to send him flying.*
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[b]Instead of him flying, you simply ripped his arm clean off. It flew with you, machete in hand, until you finally stopped. Blood gushing from the stump, and arm, the man slowly turned to you with another growl. Unusual. He began his three armed advance towards you once again. [/b]
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*She doesn't notice him growl but she drops the arm and charges at him. The glowing band on her wrist forms a spear attached straight to her arm.*
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[b]You find yourself tripped by the arm, holding onto your leg. It started to sneeze even harder, stronger. The machete to the side, it began to hurt. A lot. It would be wise to get rid of it before attacking. [/b]
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*She stabs at it using her hard light spear, aiming for it's wrist.*
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[b]You cut the arm off your leg, right before being kicked into the wall. By now, half an arm was growing out of where the stump was, like a fleshy muscle. It pulsed at squirmed, until it started to take form. [/b]
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[spoiler]What? I'm confused[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The arm you ripped off and dropped, is now crushing your leg, by grabbing it: [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]What about the machete? I'm not quite sure what you're doing with it.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The machete is off to the side. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh, okay.[/spoiler]
