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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/20/2017 10:16:40 PM
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[i]The axe connected with JT's back, but he just... Let it through. His muscles weren't tensed up, rather he used the nanomachines he called blood to move as many muscles out of the axes pathway as it cut through his back's plates and those of his chest. It went right through the cowboy axehead first, and would find itself inside the much more human, pain-feeling Dale. [/i]
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[b]Crack. The sound of the axe hitting his palm echoed in the arena, a mighty tool of screeching metal and hulk of all men meeting in the center of a cowboy. He caught it. The axe could change its weight- both ways. Keeping it inside the cowboy, he reared his head back... And slammed it into the cyborg's own, letting go of his hand to put distance between the combatants, and pulling out the axe by its blade. Once the axe was out, he returned its weight to normal, though a large, but not very deep cut was in Dale's left hand where the axe hit. [/b] You're a liquid?! [b]He flipped the weapon's handle into his own hand, the blood being absorbed by the leather of the handle. [/b] Was sure as hell you weren't. [spoiler]Heck. If any of these moves seem A. Godmoddy Or B. Cannot happen because of [blank] just hit me with a heads up. [/spoiler]
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[I]JT stepped away from Dale for a moment, taking a second to reassess his wound - The holes in his body were now filled internally by his muscles as they had returned to their normal spots and some of his "Blood" moved in to assist in fixing the holes, starting with making the edges of the cuts so it wouldn't snag on his clothes. JT grinned then, pulling his twin swords from his hips as he looked to Dale. "You've got a good arm, haven't seen somethin' like that since my buddy got diced up. Twenty years ago was th' last time someone cut through metal like -blam!-in' butter." [/i]
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[b]Dale gripped the axe tightly in his right hand. Covering against two swords at once would be hard but not impossible. However, with the swords came weakness in his obvious lack of reaction speed. He'd have to make use of the forearm guards on his wrists. But more important than that... He backed up into the cover beyond the ring of plain grass. He placed himself on with his left side next to the rock, silently confirming this tom himself with an arm's length pat on the stone. [/b] You'd be surprised, this thing packs much more a punch.
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[i]JT stared Dale down, gripping the twin blades in either of his hands. What Dale would see wasn't a cowboy anymore though, rather the true, cold nature of the cowboy was easily visible through his electric blue eyes. He had the thousand yard stare about him, one that a bloodthirsty hound had when staring down its prey. His stance radiated power and dominance; JT was the alpha here, or at least he forced the feeling upon Dale. [/i] [spoiler]Just a little trick JT picked up in RP. He ain't actually forcing any feelings, though he has learned to look menacing as all -blam!- over the years kek. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lmao yeah[/spoiler] [b]Despite his size, Dale did feel somewhat intimidated. He saw the events that happened in dojoville. He knew what these... Things were capable of. However! He knew that he could damage the cyborg, and that he could get through the armor with his axe, with that knowledge in mind, he managed to stare back. Not a threatening stare, but he kept eye contact, until the cowboy reached a distance that he felt it was better to look at his weapons. He raised his left arm up, the forearm guard shining in the forest like light, covering his front, the axe covering his right side. Raising the weapon, he readied himself. [/b]
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[i]JT knew that the weapons in his hand looked heavier than they really were - Dale didn't have armour, so JT hadn't needed to break out his heavier and slower gear. The cowboy started his attack by walking forwards and holding the right sword in a reverse grip - He lunged to Dale's right suddenly, the blade's swiftness and lightness joined by unexpected speed from JT as the poisoned blade cut a swath across Dale's torso. If all went well, it would cause a good bit of damage and leave Dale poisoned. [/i]
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Edited by Atom: 11/21/2017 12:54:28 AM[b]The good thing was that a right attack was the only feasible one, and easily predicted. A forward attack would be too rash, and it was impossible to attack on the left. He quickly raised his forearm grip, deflecting the blow off them, and staggering back. Knowing that the poison would be lethal, he had to make his move. Upon the stagger, the cyborg could see the skin upon his frame tighten and harden, his muscles grow in size and mass, everything about him seemed to get... Bigger, stronger. It eventually looked as if his skin was so tight and thick it might have well been armor. [/b] GOOD, I FEEL STRRRROOONG!!!! [b]He had gained an extra inch or two, his body compensating for the size by increasing everything else by two inches, like his arms, but not that (hehe). He pulled forward from the stagger, and punched the rock with his left hand, shattering it and sending softball sized stone daggers at the cyborg. [/b] [spoiler]Dale: Physical Prowess. Essentially his durability and physical strength become twice that of his opponent, his skin and muscle adapting to resemble the thickness and hardness of the armor. He is the strongest man in the world- after all. [/spoiler]
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[i]JT had to react quickly, which he did by sprinting around Dale in a circle, staying at a wife arc and a range so that Dale would need to predict for lead more than he already was. The cowboy had a stone dagger in his leg, though he tripped himself into a piece of cover about fifteen metres away from Dale. "Mother-blam!-er!" JT shouted, his body rejecting the weapon as the nanites pushed it out of his system, plugging up the wound. It was time to retaliate, so he would sheath his weapons and flick his left hand back. A series of six long, triangular strips extended out of his arm, connected to the hole in his hollowed wrist by a series of poles near the sharp end of the black strips as it formed an industrial drill. It ran along his arm and went to a point three quarters down his arm. He had a plan, and that was shown when he vaulted over the cover and started sprinting towards Dale. [/i] [spoiler]Basically JT made a steel/ceramic drill on his arm, like a thinner version of a Big Daddy drill with six sides. Left arm only, though. [/spoiler]
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[b]However, the hulk of a man was no where to be found. He couldn't have moved far, but he definitely did move as the cowboy healed himself. He was probably behind one of the three large, around eight feet wide and tall boulders that had previously been simulated cover. Placing his foot on the massive rock, Dale kicked it forward at the charging cowboy, rather than attempt to face the large drill in his hand. With the distraction his place, he moved backwards to the next rock not too far away, placing his right side next to it. JT would have to swing the drill forward if he didn't want to hit solid rock. Switching axe hands, the beast lowered his body, bending knees in a "sumo" position. [/b]
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[i]That was -blam!-ing it, JT had enough. He found everything to be quite bullshit about the situation he was placed in (character, not writer) and so he straight up kicked his right leg out at the machine. It landed against his foot as the springs of his leg bent, and he kicked it back at Dale with three times the steed and power that he had put in. [/i]
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[b]Deciding that moving would be a better idea than catching or breaking it, he swung himself around the boulder he was next to, and pounded the ground with his foot. Dale wasn't sure how stable JT was on one foot, but it couldn't be too hard to make him falter with the shaking of the ground he caused. In the moment of weakness, he swung back out of cover and side armed his axe at a hopefully wobbling opponent. The axe moved at incredible speeds, no doubt about the weight of a baseball- but that would probably change soon. Rather than wait for the cyborg to counter attack, he began stomping the ground more to put him off balance. [/b]
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[i]JT jumped into the air, his spring legs carrying him about ten feet high. He would come crashing down upon Dale, going legs-first with his drill ready in case Dale moved, which JT was hoping on. [/i]
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[spoiler]Got it. Just trying to figure stuff out- because twice the strength would mean about one reply pull down- but in Dale's bio I said crush "with ease". Just trying to sort stuff. [/spoiler] [b]Deciding that the drill would probably pierce him either way, he opted for the more physical strength. His body began to shrink as he took advantage of the leg first assault. JT collided into Dale with quite a great force, perhaps enough to break a rib or two if he hadn't been in the process of getting rid of the armor. However, it also left him close to the giant of a man. Staggering back, he shot out his hand and caught the leg of the cowboy, swinging and throwing him far away as he would an axe. He felt the spot on his chest for a moment, the impact had caused a crack in one of his ribs. Curling his hand into a fist, he called his axe back to his hand and waited for the dust to settle. He'd ignore the pain for now. [/b]
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[i]Dale's hand would meet the cybernetic JT's as he reached down and grabbed him by the wrist. Normal people would have just flew off, though JT stayed when Dale let go of the leg and JT used his momentum to pull, which would effectively rip Dale's arm off. If that wasn't enough, he also shoved the drill into Dale to ensure he would finally take a hit this fight. [/i]
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[b]Dale's arm was ripped of in bloody fury, and the back of the rock he was next to was victims to the shower. He knew his fate was sealed, the drill rotating in his stomach (assumed, as you did not specify heart or head, if it was one of those just tell me.) was bound to kill him. However, in one last act of defiance as his strength waned, he pushed and fell forward, and placed the axe in front of JT's neck. When the pair fell, Dale was dead. However, JT's neck could not hold up the axe forever, it gaining weight at a rapid speed, until it was nearly suffocating. [/b] [spoiler]Victory- JT! Good fight, definitely fun to have to use his abilities, and switch in and out of the states of strength and armor. [/spoiler]
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[i]The axe connected with JT's neck and buried itself in him, although he leaned forwards to allow it to fall out of his body. And with that, he exited the arena. [/i] [spoiler]GG. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]GG. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Just a quick question. As of this moment, how physically strong is JT- can you give me some feats he could pull off? This will help me in my reply. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Well, JT doesn't really use his full strength much - I don't PvP with a full strength JT oftentimes so he's never really needed to. In a past reply he's picked up a tank and used it to club Lucien (Cobalt's character), but if he really put his full strength into it? JT could manage to lift a tank in either hand. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Would he be able to crush one? And with how much effort? (Sorry for the barrage- it's just kinda needed with Dale's character.) [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh no worries. Crush one as in like, bend the barrel in half? Or straight up force the top of the tank down? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Top down, maybe turn it into a baseball[/spoiler]
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[spoiler] JT wouldn't be able to turn it into a baseball (since, you know, tanks are pretty -blam!-in' big and all), though he could crush one top-down by pulling it down in about two replies. Since he's a cyborg and the nanofibre muscle structure is hella stronk, he's able to forego human capabilities in terms of strength. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Wait can you explain that to me real quick, having a bit of trouble understanding. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]JT's legs are loaded with spring coils. The Rock hit his leg and compressed the coils, and JT sent the boulder at Dale with the momentum of not only his throw but the coils. [/spoiler]
