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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/2/2016 4:59:28 AM
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[spoiler]That's the thing, two hundred miles per hour is incredibly slow compared to what John is capable of and he was predicting retaliation from his actions. This character is based off his reaction time and speed, so is his rival. I usually don't go for this type of combat so I wanted to try it out.[/spoiler]
[i]John flies backwards and lands on his feet.[/i]
"To be honest I wasn't expecting that one and yes I'll even make it five boxes if it makes you feel better."
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"Why would I want more boxes?! I live in a box!!!" [spoiler]Yes, but it's air. Reaction time doesn't matter when you're dealing with something that is both invisible and that you wouldn't expect to be controlled by a sword... From the same distance, Sketch wouldn't be able to dodge because two hundred miles per hour is far faster than someone is capable of running, and it's not a focused blast of air. Also, again, not trying to argue.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]If we're doing it for scientific reasons and not arguing than I'd like to bring up that he was sensing the displacement of the smoke from the smoke bomb and reaction/combat speed is always faster than running speed. Most people can move their hand faster than two hundred miles per hour. The more you know.[/spoiler] "I meant boxes of twinkies!"
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[spoiler]He was already out of the cloud of smoke. If he was still in the cloud, then he would have seen it coming.[/spoiler] *He opens his duster again, showing all the twinkies.* "Do I look like I need more?!"
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"Then why are you mad about one twinkie? You have tons of them!" [i]He gestures at the pockets filled with the tasty treats.[/i]
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"Because I was eating it!" *Shouts Sketch before disappearing into the leaves of the tree. You see a blur jump from that tree to another, and another, and another. Suddenly, Sketch leaps out of a tree on your right, holding his sword in a blocking position as if he thought it could stop bullets.*
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[i]Having never lost Sketch's position John easily fires several rounds at the handle of the sword.[/i]
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*The bullets stop in midair just before hitting the handle and fall to the ground as he picks up the other sword and swings it, causing the sheathe to fly off revealing a shiny blue blade.*
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"Well, that's just cheating." [i]John puts his rifle on his back and pulls out his knife while making sure he has enough space between himself and Sketch to react.[/i] "What happened to you not using the god mode blades?"
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"What happened to you not using the rifle?!" *He drops the blue sword, stabbing it into the ground and the other disappears. He acts like he's about to lunge at John but rolls to the side and sweeps his legs at the last second.*
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[spoiler]That doesn't make any se-whatever.[/spoiler] [i]John spins on the ground, kicks Sketch in the face and flips back onto his feet.[/i]
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"Ow!" *He spits out a tooth which bounces off a rock, hitting John in the eye.* [spoiler]Why doesn't it make sense?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]There's no point in explaining, just forget that I typed that. :P[/spoiler] "The hell?" [i]John grabs his eye in pain.[/i] "Are you trying to make me blind?"
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"Nope! Just trying to hurt your eye!" *He says, hopping up and kicking him in the chest.*
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[i]After getting kicked he grabs Sketch's leg and stabs his knife into the knee joint.[/i] "How about your leg?"
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"Gah! That's different!!!" *He slashes at John's shoulder with his extremely sharp claws and tries pushing him away.*
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[i]The claws slice through John's armor, but the cuts are extremely shallow. John holds onto Sketch's leg and flips him over onto his stomach. John sits on Sketch's back and pulls Sketch's leg farther than it should go.[/i]
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"I didn't... Think I'd have... To use... This during a... Test!" *He takes someone thing out of a pocket. It looks like a leaf in a vacuum sealed packet. He tears it open and eats the leaf. Despite John sitting on top of him and pulling his leg back, Sketch easily pushes himself back up. He throws John off of him, standing up with ease and seemingly becoming oblivious to his leg which is hurting really, really bad.* "Hahahahahaha!!!YouFellOver!!!" *He suddenly grabs John's leg and starts swinging him around, which is impressive for a five foot tall catwolf creature.*
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[i]John uses his momentum and the fact that the catman is now currently very top heavy to knock Sketch off his feet and skidding across the floor.[/i] "A leaf? Really? Is it catnip or something?"
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*He stumbles back but somehow twists around and regains his balance.* "Yep!UhHuh!!Correct!!!Catnip!!!!Yep!!!!!"
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[i]John starts to back up worried.[/i] "You okay, man? You seem a little psycho at the moment."
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"Nope!JustHyper!!!" *He smiles, baring his large, sharp teeth.*
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"Okay, well when do I get to figure out if I passed or not?" [i]John continues to back up.[/i]
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"WhenTheTest'sOver!!!"
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"Aaaand when is the test over? I mean, I'm pretty sure I passed, right?"
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"IDecide!SoFarYouMightThough!!!"
