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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/7/2016 11:44:16 PM
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"A sword ain't shit against a good enough gunman with enough ammo," JT remarked as he reloaded the revolver he had just emptied, and grabbed a custom revolver duo from the back of his belt under the duster. It was a pair of revolvers, either with a distinct tri-cylinder model and a red dot sight in the top left and right corners for him to look through.
"But alright. Lets dance."
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[i]"Never said I'd use a sword..."[/i] [b]Damien chuckled, the arm plating in his suit folding back until three barrels popped up, one giving off a small blue light. He had refueled recently... And he was itching to try out a new tool as well.[/b] [b]With a crack, his shielding powered on, the tesla coil backed up by hardlight for dual strength as he took a defensive stance, fists out, kerosine ready.[/b] [i]"Burn..."[/i] [b]Click.[/b] [b]Then, the inferno jumped forward, kerosine spouting out only to come alive a second later as a kinetic magnet created friction and heated it up, the flames launching forward. It only had so much range, but Damien figured that the Marshal had enough up his sleeve that a few 9 mm and a .357 wouldn't do much.[/b]
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And Damien was right, as his own left hand quite literally absorbed the gun into it, and the hand snapped back. A group of six long, black strips extended and quickly took place around his arm to create an industrial drill, though he halted the process to the point where it was a flat surface. He punched the flames and watched as the ceramic tiles retracted slowly onto his arm as the drill took shape and dispersed the heat, which sent the bullets Damien fired sliding off the sides if the gun and behind the cowboy.
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[b]Damien chuckled as the flames suddenly switched, hard edge sulfuric acid suddenly pouring out the adamantium lined tubes.[/b] [b]Now he was cooking with cadmium... No... Now he was cooking with more.[/b] [i]"Alright cowboy... Time for a lesson in chemicals. Do you know what sodium is?"[/i] [b]He asked over the sound of the acid slamming against JT's shield. He respected the man, it he'd be damned if he lost another fight.[/b]
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JT had a pretty good sense of when to fall back, as he has had hundreds of operations with his private military force, so he used the springs in his legs to throw himself backwards a few timed until he was well out of range from the fire. His drill went to being a full on industrial drill like a Big Daddy's again, and he grabbed the assault rifle on his back with one arm, it was a Hard Light firing gun with a few... Specialties. All he can admit.
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[b]Damien grinned under his helmet as he suddenly shot up into the sky. Mach 6. Instantaneous rocket speed.[/b] [b]Then with a crack, he dove back down, his own rifle drawn as he turned on automatic fire, AP rounds coming down as his jetpack launched him towards JT. Kamikaze didn't describe what Damien was about to do.[/b]
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JT ... Well, his plan to deal with Damien was idiotic bit it would be pretty effective if pulled off well enough. A cloud of nanites seeped from all around the surrounding area as they uncloaked from their chameleon state. He jumped and the nanite swarm locked around his legs to elevate him, all the while half formed an incredibly dense shield above him to keep the bullets from nailing him, though since they were AP, he had to keep little curves in it on the impact zones, where they shot it out and even reflected some back on Damien.
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[b]Some of the bullets got past the shielding, digging into his armor, but Damien was unscathed as he rocketed down, thrusters popping up on his arms as he aims a fist down. With that speed and the added thrust, he was gonna come in like a rocket... But his plan wasn't to hit JT, it was to move him...[/b]
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Well his plan had failed spectacularly but had some interesting effects. There was no time to move on the Cowboy's part, so rather than avoid a hit he was going to run with it. The nanites from above and below all shifted to his upper body as he was riding the momentum, before they collided with the fist of Damien. When it hit, they all formed around his arm and locked up as extra nanites made way to the elbow, but the kinetic force hit JT dead on in the stomach, which managed to knock around some stuff inside his body.
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[b]Damien's glove cracked and broke in a few places, blood running down his arm as he brought his leg in a massive arc for a roundhouse kick while he still had some air.[/b] [b]Then with his hands he drew a small white canister and a metal ball full of water. This was about to get explosive. Luckily, the crowd had mostly scattered as they saw the impending destruction the two incredible forces were about to bring.[/b]
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JT had a slight advantage with the air as his right arm was free after holstering the assault rifle, so he raised his right arm to the tallest building in the Dojo, that being the center of the middle hall, and his arm shot out by the hand as it was only connected by a wire, albeit one made of an incredibly strong custom material. He slingshotted himself over to it at just the right arc that he was now circling around it like a ball spins around a stick on a flail, before JT brought his legs up to kick Damien on his descent.
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[b]Damien grumbled something as the kick connected, right as he launched the canister and ball forward. He rocketed upwards as his helmet cracked... But he knew why happened next. Using fringe technology, he had packed a eighth ton of sodium into the white canister, and thirteen gallons of water into the ball.[/b] [b]The exothermic reaction took seconds, the water and sodium mixing caustically as the air soundly broke into a massive explosion, JT, unfortunately caught in the middle as Damien landed not to far off from the kick.[/b]
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The explosion did have an effect on his body mind you, but when the canister was thrown JT activated a special augmentation, one he had kept hidden for quite some time. His muscles moved and shifted around inside his body until they quickly hardened to the point where even bullets were unable to affect his body, though the unaugmented limbs were protected by greater covering by the HardLight. The explosion served to knick him back in the other direction with great speed as if he was some sort of human tetherball, which was hurdling right towards Damien, though he couldn't move his limbs very quickly as they were all stuck in their dense positions.
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[b]Damien was planning this through in his head. He had milliseconds to react, but inside his mind, time seemingly slowed.[/b] [b]With a quick burst, he used his legs to throw himself back up, then he launched a palm out to JT, the wind seemingly contorting in front of it as JT suddenly felt himself of death, and a vibrating sensation rock his body, like someone was juggling his internal organs. No real damage... But something was off... Damien had just changed the outbound atmosphere and caused a left lapse in the brain.[/b]
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[i]The sonic wave rumbled around as the tightly packed muscles were forced to vibrate and loosen up, eventually forcing JT's augment to be rendered null but also giving him back the full usage of his body. And so he extended his legs as he came in towards Damien all the while feeling a bit -blam!-ed up, n an attempt to give one of the biggest missile dropkicks the Dojo had ever seen. [/i]
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[b]Damien grinned, the air contorting around his fist once more as he brought to meet the kick. He needed one hit... Just one... Soon the Mach 6 fist warped the air around it, the muting sensation filling the air as he readied himself, prepared to send the impact straight into JT's leg.[/b]
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[i]JT's plan wasn't to collide, but instead to make it look as if he did. So as he was nearing the figure that was Damien, he stopped just a foot away from the man's fist and retracted himself with the hook, hoping that his opponent would punch and the impact would lightly graze his metal foot before pulling back. [/i]
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[b]Damien's super sonic fist rocketed up, causing the air above him to fringe and break.[/b] [i]"Dammit..."[/i] [b]He breathed, his other fist launching out as his barrels unfolded once more, this time, a miniature missile launching out. It barreled towards JT as Damien rushed forward, his fist competing once more as another charge was formed.[/b]
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[i]The pull back combined with JT's acting ability would have to suffice, for when he pulled himself back to the center spot, the cowboy let go of his grappling aug as the hand retracted and he fell early, letting the missile pass him. He slowly stood up in a disoriented state as he groaned and moaned in pain to signify injury as he did so. [/i]
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[b]Damien didn't waste the opportunity to bring his fist forward, slamming it into JT's chest, the super sonic wave rattling his body as it collided, leaving a dent. But something told JT that Damien had held back. He wasn't out to kill... That was never his goal.[/b]
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[i]JT was trying a tactical fighting style he hadn't been able to really unleash in combat, so he started it now. He stumbled to the side just as Damien came close to him, and spun around in an almost drunken manner as the fist hit the wall that stopped JT. [/i]
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[b]The following explosion broke the wall and tore the ground like paper. Damien chuckled as his thrusters engaged... Speed. He wasn't out of his armor so he was slower, but he was now approaching Mach 7. One release later, and Damien's other fist launched out... This one going much faster.[/b]
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[i]The mach-7 fist was quite overpowered and overkill in comparison to the flesh it nailed on JT, who was just barely managing to back up as the fist came flying towards him. But that didn't matter as the fist barely managed to hit JT, which gave him a boost that sent him crashing through several walls and rooms of the Dojo. He nearly died. [/i]
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[b]Damien sighed and rolled his eyes, jogging over as he pulled pieces of carbon fibers out of his split knuckles.[/b] [b]As he reached JT, he pulled a large needle from his utility belt, twisting the back until the syringe poked out. A strange bright blue liquid bubbled inside. With a flick, he sent the needle into JT's chest, his cell structure speeding up twenty fold until the dent in his chest fixed itself in a few seconds.[/b]
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[i]When Damien met the point of impact where JT had been, there was nothing. No man or woman, no animal nor object that was out of place, just a man standing there. The man was JT, who was hiding one of his biggest assets in combat, that being his armour. He slid the helm od his gear onto his head as he just barely managed to quickly put the outfitting on, which was enough to actually survive a fight with Damien, and maybe even do some actual damage. He stood at ten feet tall in the suit, with an extra 4 inches to his width as one inch of ceramic was on two of steel, and one of ceramic was inside again, all powered by an exo suit that shit steam out of each joint in the armour. Aside from just that, his kit was drastically different. He held a G11 Chainsaw LMG in his right hand, or rather, the gun was quite literally on his hand as he gripped a handle inside of the back of the custom grip of the weapon, which in turn was fitted to fire an onslaught of 50. Beowulf ammo from the triple box mag, totaling 600 shots before a lengthy reload. His back held a pair of SCAR-L's, a plasma-edged greatsword made of tungsten, and his hip had a lasso with literally no extra properties. The armour looked to have some bells and whistles beneath the red paint and white sleeves too, which were a jump pack, and some extra things in the helmet. [/i]
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[i]"Woah there... That's a mechanical monster if I ever saw one."[/i] [b]Damien looked up at the changed Marshal, his helmet folding back. His normal long spiky hair and yellow eyes always his most striking features.[/b] [i]"So... You can take rail guns I presume? Guess I'll have to step up my game next time."[/i] [b]Damien looked down at his bleeding fists, shrapnel and brick lodged into the mechanical one, rubble in the one still made of flesh.[/b]
