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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/19/2016 3:40:59 AM
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The eyepatch picks up on the sudden temperature drop of the sword causing Ama to launch a pair of blades through the walls in its direction with barbed vines inbound.
"These smoke bombs cover a lot of space. Maybe when we get back we can trade some designs."
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*He hears the wall crash and flattens to the ground, just barely avoiding them. He stands up, swinging his sword upwards and creating a whirlwind of ice, spreading subzero air throughout the castle. When he speaks, the direction his voice comes from is unclear.* "They're Sphirinian smoke grenades from my home dimension... If I win, I'll tell you how to make them."
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/19/2016 8:19:10 AMNoticing the wave of cold energy through the scans she quickly moves out of the way leaving the vines flash frozen. The seeds that were scattered begin to bulb. She fires out a round from her pistol at the movement her eyepatch picked up. "Interesting offer but nah. Throwing the match for another project doesn't sound the best right now."
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*The bullet passes straight through his ear and he presses it to his head. He stabs his sword into the ground, ice spreading across the ground then walls, making it extremely slippery.* "Oh, I wasn't telling you to throw the match. Now I don't know about you, but I'm tired of this place. Let's make it interesting!" *He summons his katana and swings up, a hole in the ceiling being blasted out in front of him. He jumps, digging his claws into the wall and then jumps again, hanging onto the side of the hole as he climbs onto the roof.*
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/19/2016 8:23:44 PMAma slips for a second getting back up using barbs to keep from slipping again. "Meh why not" She launches a cluster of nanoeds at the ceiling punching a hole through the stone and uses a vine to slingshot herself upwards.
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"YAAAA!" *Sketch saw the hole get blasted through the roof and ran towards it. He lunges at her as she appears through the hole, tackling her.*
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"...so a bear hug...?" Her looking slightly unamused with the situation. She bites into him with his fangs pumping him full of toxins while parts of her body produces thorns.
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*He lets go of her when he sees the fangs, rolling off of her. He lets out a loud Yelp as he rolls completely off the side of the roof and disappears from sight.*
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The first of the bulbs sprout Letting out a strange gas while the others seem fit to burst. She then starts using nanoeds to bust the roofing apart to coat as much space with the gas as she can.
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*Meanwhile, Sketch is hanging onto the outside of the castle, his claws cutting deep into the stone. He silently peeks over to see what she's doing.*
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Another two bulbs burst covering the area in more gas flowing out of the holes in the ground. Her scanner remaining active as she remains prepared for a sneak attack of a sort.
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*He summons his sword, continuing to watch and hoping she doesn't realize he hasn't fallen to his death.*
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/20/2016 6:43:44 AMShe jumps down into the haze and starts looking up above. Unsure of where her target had went she starts talking to herself. "Well the simulation isn't over so the fuzz ball is wandering around here somewhere. Wonder if he was crazy enough to follow me down here."
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*His ears tilt towards her, focusing on what she's saying and thinking to himself.* *Thinking "Hmmm... I can clear away the gas... Let's try and fight a different way..." *He swings his sword down towards the castle floor, a blast of wind blowing the gas up and out of the castle. He peeks over the castle wall as he calls to her.* "Hey! Let's try a sword fight shall we?!"
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Ama pulls out a pistol and fires looking a little pissed. "Right because last time I agreed to something I totally didn't get tackled."
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Edited by Skatch142: 11/20/2016 11:48:17 PM*He ducks behind the wall the second she pulls the pistol.* "You're the one who didn't hold up their end of the bargain! There's no roof to fight on anymore! I suggested we move to the roof, not that we stop fighting!"
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"Well tsk- alright, alright" She quickly breaks down her sword changing it out to a new model
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Edited by Skatch142: 11/21/2016 3:28:57 AM*He climbs back up, dropping off the top of the wall and onto the ground. He is still holding his katana in his right hand. He draws the blue bladed sword with his left, getting into some sort of guard.* "You first, please."
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"Well alright" She bangs the sword on the ground causing it to vibrate making a high pitch screech as she charges using a layer of nanoeds as a shield on her other hands. "It's a bit loud but it works best when it's ringing! I call it the Banshee design!" Barely able to be heard over the screaming blade. The remaining glass even seems to crack from the shrieks of the sword.
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*He cringes, pressing his ears to his head. He lets go, letting out a muffled shout as he holds his sword parallel to the ground. The air warps around him as the sword changes the density, making it harder for sound to travel through.*
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/21/2016 4:55:07 PMShe stops short covering herself with her shield as she sticks the sword on the ground. The energy from the blade's vibrations causes the floor around the sword to blow up sending chunks of stone through the air.
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*He holds the katana to block, the chunks of stone curving down and hitting the ground in front of him. He approaches her, stepping over the rocks.*
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 11/22/2016 4:59:09 PMShe brings her shield into a block as dust coats the air from her last attack. Her sword at the ready. It seems much quieter after the explosion.
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*He continues advancing, holding his katana to block any oncoming projectiles.*
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A small peice of the shield breaks off fireing at him to test his defenses.
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*It slows down and falls to the ground when it comes in contact with the [i]air shield[/i]. He's about thirty feet away now.*
