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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/1/2017 11:20:06 PM
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[i]Pandora was becoming more and more of an irritable bitch, a furious grunt escaping her bared teeth. With Sam's dodge, she began to draw closer, the Gasters still hanging overhead: if anything, she was demanding him to attack, so that he could be drawn in. Looks like she had finally grown a pair.[/i]
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[i]Sam had done the unexpected and sheathed his blade.[/i] "This is getting dull. You haven't learned a single thing, so I'm ending the fight. Nobody really learns a thing or two around here now, especially from a fight. You can bugger off to being Death or whatever you teens do nowadays." [i]The sim had ended, but what the hell was Samuel talking about? Really, this was just his attempt of making Pan go away since he didn't want to deal with her shit anymore.[/i]
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"...Teach me?" [i]...Well, Sam's plan hadn't necessarily worked.[/i] "...The stuff you were going on about. The whole.. intelligence is better than strength stuff, the.. strategy stuff. You were.. attempting to teach that." [i]Though if his plan was to give Death a guilt trip, it was.. well, working. A little bit, anyhow.[/i] "Explain the.. strategy stuff first." [i]Pan muttered in an almost embarrassed tone.[/i] "-Because everything here is fire and void, magic disintegration, holy bullshittery and insurmountable guns.. not whatever strategy is. I mean.. I have Sarah's knowledge, but there's nothing about strategy even there." [i]low-key just bashed on splash.[/i]
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"Hm. So something [b]did[/b] get through that head of yours." [i]Samuel had replied, trying to play off the fact his plan had absolutely fuсking backfired hard.[/i] "Strategy is like making a plan, but this plan utilizes an opponents weakness or strength against them. I used the flamethrower on your biomass tentacle because flesh is weak to fire, I was gambling on pissing you off however, which had worked."
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"...[i]Oh[/i]." [i]Pandora had to think about it for a little bit. She liked the sound of "strategy", Sam's explanation pooling into her mind. With that, she gave off something of a nod, even sighing a little.[/i] "So.. you're telling me that I should've stopped getting pissed and calm down. And that I shouldn't have used biomass. Maybe those.. Guardian abilities, even try melee, though you'd fry me or.. cut me open. I mean.. I'd regrow unless it cauterized, or something like that, but.. fuсking hell, I'm sorry."
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[i]Sam's helmet had hissed, releasing the lock and it folded down, showing Sam with a rather confused look on his face.[/i] "Sorry for what? It's not like you did anything wrong, it was perfectly reasonable to feel that. But...before you start worrying about other people's weaknesses, you ought to work on your own. Try to round yourself out in terms of abilities and emotions. Though, nobody can truly cover everything."
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[i]Pandora was put into deep thought for a little bit, still thinking about.. stratagem. She hadn't ever considered her own weaknesses, really.[/i] "...Well. I'm.. dependent on abilities. I know it's bad that I'm telling an opponent that.. and whoever watches this sim. But.. it's true. But I can be.. flexible, I suppose is the right word. As in, I can adapt. Adaptable." [i]Versatile was probably the right word.[/i]
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"That's a prime issue I've seen at my time here. Everyone relies on their abilities like its going out of style. Working on your melee skills should be priority. I got an idea for you....pick a weapon that you like." [i]The VR Room materialized a training dummy, while Samuel had materialized 3 weapons. One of which was a carbon black cutlass, the other was a two handed greatsword which seemed more useful for cleaving than stabbing or slashing, and finally the other was a spear.[/i] "You will be fighting this dummy with one of these weapons. If you don't like any of them then I can get you another. No knives because that's for when you have absolutely nothing else. In which case it's rather easy to use a knife, I bet even a child could use one." [i]I may have just referenced Undertale.[/i]
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[i]Pandora studied the weapons, before deciding on using the greatsword, hoisting it up on her own. It was likely thanks to whatever supernatural strength that she had that allowed her to hoist it up.. until Sam could see the strain on her body. The woman held the sword up, before placing the blade upon her shoulder, resting it upon her shoulder trap and releasing a breath.[/i] "Alright.. what now?"
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"Are you sure you wanna use something like that? Seems rather uncomfortable to use from what I'm seeing. Oh well, see if you can swing the blade into the dummy. If you want to switch out, that is fine." [i]Sam had said, the training dummy moving forwards into range of the blade.[/i] "The trick with greatswords like that is to cleave into your enemy, you don't worry about armor, the blade will handle that."
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[i]Acknowledging Sam's advice, Pandora nodded, before stepping forwards towards the training dummy, heaving the greatsword into the air. She would grunt as she brought it down diagonally from her right, the blade slashing through the air towards the dummy's shoulder trap, whilst she'd likely slice it in two. [/i]
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[i]The dummy was cleaved in two, which brought a small clap from Sam as the dummy reformed.[/i] "Looks like you're a natural at that. Granted it's not hard to do something like that. Now, try a horizontal slash."
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[i]With that, Pandora forced herself to swing from the left as the dummy reformed, albeit already tired. With her promptly cleaving it in half, she sighed, sweating a little, becoming sloppier with her actual assaults.[/i] "...E-Exhausting. So I should work on actual muscle instead of relying on biomass strength, change my form even.."
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"I suggest working on muscle, or at least grow some more muscle fibers or whatever the hell biomass people can do. For now you can quit with the sword, it's clear this might take a while..." [i]Sam had suggested with a sigh, now chewing on a...straw?[/i]
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"...Should I focus on firearms, too? Never used a gun. As in.. ever. At all." [i]It was weird. Death, never using a gun nor a legitimate melee weapon, other than biomass. You'd think that she would have a bigass scythe or something lying around.[/i]
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"..." [i]Samuel was trying his hardest not to grit his teeth in frustration and annoyance. In which case his helmet folded back over his face.[/i] "O-Kay. Let's start you off...with a pistol. Treat it with respect....it's not a toy." [i]He unholstered the beretta he had and handed it to Pan.[/i] "Do you at least know how to hold a pistol?"
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[i]Meanwhile, Pan could barely hold back a giggle.[/i] "Uh.. no. I know you.. point it out and pull the trigger? I just told you that I've never used a gun.." [i]Indeed, she didn't know how to hold one at all, as she took the gun. She fumbled it within her hands, attempting to position it properly. Seemed like the machine gun earlier was literally prepared for her.[/i]
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"Here, let me see it." [i]Sam had taken a grasp of the pistol and taken it out of Pan's hand. He started to do simple spinning tricks with it, because he could..[/i] "A gun is not a toy, you treat it with respect, and it treats you with respect." [i]The spinning stopped as he switched to holding it in the proper hold.[/i] "Now look, you hold a pistol just like this. This is so the gun doesn't fly out of your hands due to recoil. Now, *Sam said as he was pointing to the safety* This is the safety. *He flipped it off* This is so you don't shoot yourself by accident, right now it is off. You can shoot while it is off. When the safety is on, you cannot."
