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7/31/2015 1:41:38 AM
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[b]LOCATION: [i]The Pits, Rosskaya[/i][/b]
[b]The crowd is cheering him on.
"END HIM!"
"END HIM!"
The figure before me holds me by the neck, deciding whether to finish me or not.
I will not let it end this way.
[i]The air grows cold[/i][/b]
[b]I will not be due in this place.
[i]It starts snowing in the Arena.[/i][/b]
[b]I focus on him, glaring.[/b]
This will be your end.
[b]Suddenly, there is a large ice spike where his heart would be.
I break his grip and throw him with my TK into the wall.[/b]
[b]The crowd is silent, with clear hate in their eyes.[/b]
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((Please ignore whoever's trying to jump in)) The figure against the wall is slumped forwards, though not in a dead form. A deep, staticky, mechanical chuckle arises from under its hood, male in tone. He tilts his head up, revealing piercing red eyes glowing within the shadow of his face. "Did that feel well, Cyberpunk?" he asks in a gravelly and menacing voice, a sinisterly familiar one, "if not, I will assure you it will once my face is shown." The figure then stands up, grips the collar of his cloak, and rips it off of his body. The crowd gasps in shock. A pair of curved horns sprout from the sides of a mechanical, skull-like head. Metal plating covers the body completely. The evil red eyes glare at you. It is none other than Primal Ram.
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[b]I turn to look at him.[/b] Ram....... [b]The air around me shimmers, blurring my appearance.[/b] I will END you....! [b]I form several spikes of ice infront of me, then launch them.[/b]
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They each shatter upon impact to his body. Ram laughs, and then starts striding towards you.
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[b]I hold my hands out, then use TK to throw two large chunks of rock from the ground at him.[/b]
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He slams his fists into the ground, and plates on his forearms slide back to project a wall of hard light, blocking the rocks. He then switches the shield off and sprints toward you, roundhouse kicking you in the face.
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[b]I manage to cushion the blow with my TK, flinging myself back. I roll on the ground, then release a stream of lightning at him.[/b]
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The lightning arcs across his body, but he is not damaged. He quickly grabs your arm and pulls you forward, socking you across the face, breaking your nose.
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[b]I fall back to the ground.[/b] Rrrghhhh..... [b]I get up, and on my arms form gauntlets with spiked hands, made of pure Psionic energy. [/b] [b]I run and start punching you, fueling every one with a Burst wave on contact[/b]
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As you punch him, your kinetic gauntlets do not make impact; only your fists. Your knuckles bleed as he keep throwing punches at his armor. He then quickly grabs you by the throat and raises you into the air. "You and your friends will die here in Rosskaya," he growls, "I bet my armor on it." He then begins to squeeze your throat with intense force. ((Teleport! For the love of your life, TELEPORT!))
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[b]I glare with clear hate in my eyes.[/b] [spoiler]Is this a situation in which I can use quantum disintegration? And will it work?[/spoiler] [b]I start to form spikes on ice in attempts of hurting him [i]Not looking to good for me.....[/i][/b]
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((Nothing kinetic can hurt the Tin Men)) Primal Ram laughs manically. Your vision is starting to fade; your breath is shortening...
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[b][i]Fine. FINE. I'll not die here. I will finish him one day.[/i][/b] [b]In the brief moment before I lose consciousness, the air around me shimmers, and I disappear, leaving Primal to grip his hand into a empty fist.[/b]
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[b]I get a call about whats happening and go to investigate (as Shadow.)[/b] [spoiler]im not trying to jump in, im just observing[/spoiler]
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[quote]A pair of curved horns sprout from the sides of a mechanical, skull-like head. Metal plating covers the body completely. The evil red eyes glare at you. It is none other than Primal Ram.[/quote] The fuk
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*jumps into the arena.* I shout to the crowd. "Okay, yeah. This guys a Psion. Big. Fukin. Deal. He fought fairly, and he fought well. And so we're clear on this, I'm a cyborg." My arm flips up and a huge blade is revealed. "This man is just as much a warrior as I am, or that guy 14 rows 10 columns over is. If anyone here, want him dead, you beat me in a fight before you touch him. So, who's first. And to be clear, it's to the death."
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[b]I glare at you, and your feet start to frost over.[/b]
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"I'm helpin you man!"
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[b]I offer no response as the frost continues to spread.[/b]
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*i look over at you.* "what do you say to a little team fight?" I then look to the crowd. "And what do you guys say to a team fight, as proof the we can fight on the same level. That the men and women you call "freaks" can fight just as well as the men and women you call gods."
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[b]From the crowd I think to myself,[/b] "Dammit Phantym." [b]Telepathically to Phantym.[/b] -You need help?-
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[b]-You feel a backlash, signs that I've lost control.[/b]
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Shit! I can't let him die here... [b]I think to myself.[/b]
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"Shift, I can take out all of the lights while you get him out of here."
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We can try. [b]I take ten KAP ((34 left))[/b]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 7/31/2015 3:14:32 AM[spoiler]ignore this [/spoiler]
