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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by JayTea:
3/25/2016 4:49:01 PM
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[b][i]Inside the dojo, a figure is seen. He strides through the building, his brown duster flying behind him as he moved. A cigar rested in his lips, protruding from the darkness castes by a cowboy hat atop his head. On his back was a single, onyx black shotgun, matched only by the glove covering his right hand. On either side of his hips, a silver revolver rested, Colt Python's. He wanders aimlessly, bored, no real goal in mind. [/i][/b]
((Open))
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[b][i]He swiftly turns around, firing another shot at her without a word. [/i][/b]
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*She screams and falls to her knees. But the scream is cut off and as she falls it's as if she disappeared into a cloud of smoke. Leaving a column of the shadows where she once was.* GRAAAHHHHHHH! *She comes barreling towards your back with a warcry bellowing from her thin lips. Both knives jutting out in front of her. Eagerly coming for your unprotected flank...*
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[b][i]One of the weapons slams into his ribcage, but he straight up tanks the hit, back handing Maya and firing the shotgun at her from close proximity. [/i][/b]
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*there's no time to wrap herself in the protection of her realm. She feels every hit on her body as if she's being stung by hundreds of hornets. She grimaces. Stands back up shakily from her kneeling position where she fell.* [b]well... I appear to be more out of shape then I thought.. We can continue this or I can take you back... Your choice. If you're worried about yours truly. I'll be fine in here. Of course.. After some time recuperating...[/b]
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"Well, I'm not the type to be kidnapped, but I'm also not in the mood to kill my kidnapper. Take me back."
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*The familiar feeling of [i]screaming atoms[/i] comes back and you feel and smell the earth again. The clouds of smoke dissipate and you see the comforting sight of the Dojo in the distance. Maya hangs on your shoulder. Shudders and apologizes* [b]I'm sorry I whisked you away like that.. I just don't ever have volunteers to help me train where I live. Most find it too eery there.. I hope you'll forgive me.[/b] *she starts to disappears in the shadows. You feel a kiss on the cheek. At the same time you feel a knife cut a lock of your hair away. Then she's gone before you can say anything*
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"What the fūck...?" ((End))
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[spoiler] thank you! I wasn't expecting a fight with you tbh. That was fun! Hope to see you around again[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah, I'm not a regular poster in the Dojo, but I'll pop in sometimes. Good fight fam. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]if you want to enjoy another good fight. Check out below where I encountered your previous opponent if you haven't already. Albeit I have a little more strength going on in that one. I was growing sleepy so I brought both fights up to a [i]close[/i]. [/spoiler]
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Jim looks at him through the gate "Hey man. I haven't been accepted yet but if you meet me out here I'd be glad to fight."
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"Alright, you got it." [i][b]He said, stepping outside the gates, his Mossberg 590 Shotgun in his hands. [/b][/i]
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"Nice gun!" I make a finger gun and the tip of my index glows "Your move"
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[i][b]He takes aim with the gun, firing at you, the spread of pellets mixed with the range making it near impossible to miss, though there is the slight chance you could weasel out. [/b][/i]
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"Psh, this is nothing. I have a shiel-" I fly back and my plasma shield shatters "Holy shit!" I get up "But two can play at that game" I make a shooting motion with my finger gun and a plasma beam shoots at you
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[b][i]He tosses the gun ahead of him, the steel hitting the laser, and he draws both revolvers, firing a hail of shots at you. [/i][/b]
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I dodge the bullets, creating afterimages. "That wasn't so bad" I cough up blood. I look down and realize I caught 2 rounds in the gut and 3 in my left arm. Magic circles appear in front of me, launching a retaliatory hail of plasma at you. I reach my hands up to the sun and a wisp of light comes down from the sun into my hand. I eat it and my wounds begin to heal
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[b][i]I jump around a corner last second, one of the plasma shots singing my leg. [/i][/b]"Shit..." [b][i]I mutter to myself, before I toss a drag grenade around the corner. [/i][/b]
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I keep the hail of lasers going to keep you in cover. The grenade arcs perfectly to hit me right as it explodes but just before it does I create a plasma shield around it. The explosion hurts a lot less.
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[b][i]I throw a grappling hook from my jacket into my right hand, tossing it up the wall, and I scale it partially, rolling the rope up as I hand there, to keep no traces of me. [/i][/b]
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I stop the hail and the magic circles converge on my right hand. I make a fist and my hand bursts into a brilliant light. I run to where you were just in cover but can't find you
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[b][i]He jumps down from his spot, plunging the grappling g hook into your neck from above, near noiselessly. [/i][/b]
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"Hurk!" I smash into the ground, face first. Adrenaline kicks in and I grab your head, and flip you over on to your back, creating a crater in the ground. I then kick you in the ribs sending you flying. "Damn stealth. All right, no more underestimating you" The light on my hand comes back and I rush you.
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[b][i]As you try to flip me, I jump backwards, grabbing the end of the rope and tugging hard on it, creating a deeper hole and ripping part of your shoulder off. [/i][/b] [spoiler]Don't do a reply and not give me time to react. Just don't. That's the definition of godmodding. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]dude you've taken 1 hit and I've been hit by all of yours. You tell [b]me[/b] who's godmoding[/spoiler] I fly up and eat some of the sun. I heal my wounds and regain my strength. I yawn, then hold my breath, fly into space and throw the sun at you.
