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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/13/2016 8:27:18 PM
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"You feeling alright?"
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"Better than -blam!-ing ever, why?" [i]The Techno Cowboy remarked as the shaking slowed mostly, and an immense hunger filled his eyes. [/i]
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"No reason"
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"Alright. You up for a fight?"
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"I always am"
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"Alright, make a move then."
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http://pin.it/MoihX8w [b]He draws a broken sword [/b]
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[i]JT reaches to his belt and pulls a strange tri-bladed knife of twelve inches, with a twist on it. The Marshal steps back and gets into a ready stance as he twirls the blade n his fingers, allowing Royal to make the first move. [/i] [spoiler]Look up the Jagdkommando Tri-Dagger to see am image of the weapon. [/spoiler]
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"Not gonna ask about the sword?"
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"I've seen and fought on crashing airships, witnessed the edgiest magic I've seen in all my life, and fought people that could be borderline immortal. Your sword ain't the most uncommon thing I've seen." [i]JT took a moment to reminisce on his life for a brief moment. He recalled The Whalehawk, in which he assisted his closest friends in life by extracting them. He remembered Maya and her shadow abilities, which were quite edgy. He recalled Saviour, Demon Heart and Dragon Blade, three of the five swords wielded by an old friend who he considered a master swordsman, as he earned that title. JT shifted his stance so his feet were behind one another, his left in front and his right in the back. He faced Royal with his left arm extended towards him in Drill mode, while the hand with the knife was behind him and pointing to the floor. [/i] [spoiler]But are you sure you sent the right weapon image? All I'm seeing is a pin. And what's with the sword's abilities, just so I know if I get hit?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Full counter. Which fully counters an attack and returns the Damage at double if I get a hit [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Do you take any damage though or no? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah it can't be used every turn [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Aiight. Now reply pls, ya git. [/spoiler]
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[b]Royal decided not to make a move, and await JT[/b]
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[i]JT sprinted over to Royal just then, and attempted to stab the hand that held the blade, positioning it n between his hand and weapon. JT wouldn't have the blood of what he hoped to be his midnight snack fall on the dirt. Yeah, he's cannibalistic as hell. [/i]
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[b]Roy blocks the attack, moving his sword up and cutting JT'S hand before moving back [/b]
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[i]The hit bounced off JT's armour which then made itself visible as three layers of nanites, which hardened themselves enough to absorb the blow. [/i] [spoiler]Armour can be taken out with electricity, EMP, or an industrial grade magnet, or maybe a gun over 50. Cal. [/spoiler]
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"Hmm. Quite the armor." [b]Royal began circling the Cowboy [/b]
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Edited by JayTea: 8/13/2016 9:07:19 PM[i]JT stayed eerily quiet as he started to circle as well, before he allowed his drill to become a regular metal fist again, and he ran towards Royal. The Marshal held the knife pointing downwards meaning the blade was upside down, and he spun in a circle as he slashed for Royal's throat with the intensity of a tiger striking it's meal. [/i]
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[b]The hit landed, but at the same time didn't. It fazed through Royal's throat as it became shadowy. [/b] "Woah bud. No kill moves!"
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"Don't be a pussy dude, I could fix your throat with nanites and the supplies at my shop." [i]JT said to Royal as he went to stab his left knee, coming in from his left side. [/i]
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"See I knew something was wrong. I'm gonna go in your head. See what's up." [b]It fazes through his leg [/b] "What say you?"
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"Stay the -blam!- out of my head." [i]He said to Royal, before a sickening grin crept onto the edges of his face. He could use this time to give Royal images of his past, which may just shock him. [/i]"Unless you want to know an old cowboys history."
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"I'd love to." [b]Royal places a hand on JT'S head, concentrating [/b]
