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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/14/2017 2:16:55 AM
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Traci was lighter than Isabella and easily got pushed back, but her strength was obviously far greater than her appearance would infer as she kept a hold of the staff. Suddenly a large block of lead appeared a few feet above Isabella's head that would quickly fall on her if she didn't notice it and move.
Star nodded at Irina.
"Yeah, she'll probably flip about this whole thing. I remember Traci saying something about her being overprotective ever since she got molested by a tentacle monster or something....That girl rambles a lot."
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[i]Isabella grunted, finally getting onto moving as she stepped quickly to the side, allowing the block to crash into the ground. She still continued to tug onto the pole, before eventually pushing it back into Traci as she picked up her own axe.[/i] "Here we go." [i]She murmured, readying herself.[/i] [i]Irina quickly covered Pan's ears, once Star said "mole-", looking up at her silently.[/i] "Jesus.. that's horrible. What did the redhead chick do, kill the squid? Hell, do I even want to know?"
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Traci stayed on her feet, the staff vanished and instead a round buckler shield appeared in her one hand. In the other hand a spear formed, giving her some range. If she looked closely, Isabella would notice small razors on the shaft of the spear. "C'mon, cow! I'm going to give our audience a great big show! Maybe I'll spank you after I strip you and shove this spear up your *ss while you beg for mercy!" Star chuckled at Irina. "That thing is as dead as dead gets, so don't worry about the lil girl you're holding. She's not going to be molested too."
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"Cow's not terrifically original. But you're trying, that's a start. You're too fueled by anger." [i]Isabella commented, her breathing quiet, as she studied her newly armed opponent. The buckler would be an issue if Isabella was going for light attacks. The spear was worse: if Traci blocked, then stabbed..[/i] "...So don't fuсk with the Freya chick or her girlfriend. Not saying that I couldn't kill a squid." [i]Irina nodded, removing her hands from Panta's head.[/i] "I'm more worried about my "son" - clone son, and Panta here. Honestly, that sounds like inсest.. fuсking hell."
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"Die!" Traci did a fake stab with the spear, not going all the way just to see how Isabella would react. Bedlam looked over at Panta. "Oh, right. They're still a thing. Panta, do you even know what being someone's girlfriend means?" "Being their friend and a girl?"
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[i]Isabella's left hand would suddenly grab the spear by the shaft, though the head of the weapon could have sliced open her palm still.[/i] "This is fuсking pointless. Drop the weapon, or get a free cut on me, I don't care." [i]Irina would, meanwhile, sigh to herself.[/i] "Pan, girlfriends and boyfriends are "romantically" involved. Not sеx or anything, you and Isaac are too young for that. Filthy virgins. Point is.. he's gonna kiss and love you for a bit. Assuming that an anomaly in time randomly happens, and you two turn up to be eighteen.. it'll be alright to do all the adult things."
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Traci pulled back on the spear and lifted her feet, sending her flying towards Isabella. She raised a leg to kick the far larger woman in the face. Panta looked up at Irina in confusion. "Filthy virgins? What's a virgin and why are we filthy? Also, what's sex?" Bedlam snickered. "Mother of the year."
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[i]Traci's attack would succeed, and for good reason - Bella wasn't the Flash in her suit of armor. A loud *BAM!* would be heard as the woman stumbled back, her helmet slamming into her face thanks to the kick. A trail of blood escaped Isabella's nose, as she grunted.[/i] "You little fuсker, I'll rip you into two!" [i]Irina raised her fist to Bedlam, though in a cheering manner.[/i] "Yep, mother of the year. Panta, sеx is what happens when a man or a lady.. in most cases, for some fuсking reason, two ladies, or two men, have very special feelings for each other, more than love. So, they make love in a few different ways than just hugs and kisses. Sеx, kiddo. Oh, and virgins haven't had sеx yet. Which for your age.. is a good thing."
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After the kick, Traci quickly landed on the ground and jumped back up, a large warhammer forming in her hands which she would swing at Isabella's head again. Panta still looked confused as Bedlam laughed. "Wait, sex is just loving each other beyond hugs and kisses? Doesn't that mean we've had sex? I'm confused..." Bedlam fell to the floor laugh at Irina.
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[i]Isabella would strafe her head underneath the swung hammer, her body maneuvering underneath and to the side. Simultaneously, she would heave her strength into swinging her axe into Traci's armpit - an effort to cleave her into two.[/i] [i]Meanwhile, Irina just quietly snickered.[/i] "Okay, sure you have.. care to describe what you and Isaac did?"
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The axe cleaved halfway through Traci, blood poured out of the wound as she somehow swung the hammed down upon Bella again as if the wound meant nothing. Panta shrugged. "Hugged. Kissed. Nothing beyond that."
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"What the-" [i]Bella sputtered out, her left arm barely brought up and keeping the hammer stationed above her. In order to get Traci away, she planted her boot upon the shorter woman's chest, attempting to push her back and free her axe.[/i] "You promise?" [i]Irina said, with a slick smile.[/i]
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Traci fell back, dislodged from the axe. The gash healed after a simple moment or two. She twirled the hammer around before swinging it again at Bella. Panta nodded to her mother. "Yes, I promise."
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[i]Isabella was, internally, livid about the sudden healing. Now she had to develop a new idea.[/i] [i]She would drop her battleaxe, swerving underneath the hammer as she would kick her weapon to the side. She would bring her fists up, readying herself for Traci again.[/i] "Okay, Pan. I trust you." [i]Irina winked at Panta, smiling as she crossed her arms.[/i] "But seriously, don't worry about it. I can tell you about sеx later, though."
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Edited by Stitch: 11/17/2017 9:59:16 PMTraci swung the hammer around for momentum before yet again swinging at Isabella. "O-Okay..." Panta replied, not so sure about what the wink was for. [i]Does she think I've had sex? I don't even know what it is....[/i]
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[i]Isabella would move in then, finally moving underneath the hammer and suddenly wrapping her hands around Traci. She would then attempt to slam the girl into the ground - her fear at the moment was Traci attempting to drive a dagger through her armpits, even with the light armoring protecting her being.[/i] [i]And Isabella needed this to work, too. So much dodging and combat was making her sweat a little.[/i]
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Unlucky for Isabella, on the end of one of Traci's feet the girl formed a metal spike and kicked up at Bella's armpit. Traci was however, easily knocked down as she weight only a little over a 100lbs.
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[i]Isabella cursed as she could feel the blade passing into her armpit, though it would spear through her arm in general thanks to how she had literally tackled Traci. As she slammed Traci down, she rested her legs onto the shorter woman's arms, pinning her as she tore out the bladed foot with a gag.[/i] "Hateful BITCH." [i]Isabella grunted through her sudden pain, though a sudden vicious laugh left her mouth afterwards. Bella was a masochist, and she lived through pain and gain in combat. With Traci pinned, yet her right arm soaking with blood, she grabbed Traci by the neck and began to pummel her head, over and over, steel-plated gauntlets slamming against her jaw as many times as Isabella could manage.[/i]
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"F*CK!" After the first punch a steel dome covered the girl's head, blocking her face from being hit.
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[i]Isabella didn't catch on, as her second punch collided with the dome. Needless to say, she yelled out in pain as her fingers cracked.[/i] "YOU FUСKING COWARD!" [i]Isabella would roar, grabbing Traci's domed head and beginning to smash it into the earth, rattling her head repeatedly.[/i]
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When going to slam her head, Isabella would notice the dome was dug into the ground, stopping her from lifting Traci's head. She could barely hear Traci yell. "Get off you f*cking whale brute! You fat f*ck!"
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"It's muscle, you whоre!" [i]Isabella had given up then, releasing a final grunt as she kept herself on Traci's body.[/i] "This is.. gods. This is awful. Freya's gonna go batshit.. fuсk, I do deserve it too. ...you've learned your lesson. Right?"
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"Hell no! All I've learned is you're a fat f*cking hippo that deserves to be locked in a zoo! Now, get off!" Traci's body squirmed underneath Bella, her legs attempting to kick or do anything really.
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"I told you, it's muscle! And a little fat. Okay. Point is, I'm not getting up until you apologize, or until Freya shows up. One or the other, sweetheart." [i]Isabella would tap the metal dome, smiling. In the background, Irina sighed, waving a $10 bill in Bedlam's face.[/i] "I know we didn't officially bet. But I betted with myself that I'd pay you if the redhead gave up or pulled this shit. Take it."
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Traci continued to struggle, but of course couldn't do anything about this position. "I hope Freya skins your *ss, pig! You f*cking ugly, pathetic, loser! Thank god I don't look like your ugly *ss! I bet you've never even gotten laid...." Bedlam happily took the money and pocketed it. "Eyy, I won't complain."
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"Laid? I've fuсked, dear. Plenty and plenty of little servants and maids, I've fuсked and fuсked away. Still no disеases, oddly enough." [i]Isabella laughed, groaning a little. Though at that time, a messenger would arrive, bowing towards Isabella.[/i] "[b]My lady, a woman and her.. soldiers, would wish to speak to you-[/b]" "Can't you see that I'm busy? Oh.. fine. Dear Traci, goodbye for a time. Tell Freya about me." [i]The woman laughed, stepping on Traci's chest before following the messenger.[/i] "...What a bitсh." [i]Irina muttered, then approaching Traci and kneeling down.[/i] "Hey, Red. The whale's gone now."
