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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 3:27:15 AM
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[i]The arm and blade collided, though sadly for Zane, it landed against the flat side of JT's forearm at a slight angle. It slid along his body and cut off three of JT's fingers on his remaining hand, which left him with a thumb and index finger. He held the leg in his arm and walked towards Zane, the leg limp against his last fingers. [/i]
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Edited by Zane the 3rd: 11/29/2017 5:26:19 AMGrunting as he struggled to stand on his remaining leg, he placed his buster sword on his side and picked up his Gunblade, holding it with his remaining arm. He took aim at JT, firing several rounds at JT's wounded chest and arm before falling back from the kick.
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[i]JT's wounds took the shots, each bullet ripping through the already damaged tissue. He didn't bleed though - His muscles were synthetic, the shots did little to deter him. JT responded by grabbing his shotgun and popping the shells out of the back of the gun. He slid three bullets from his belts into the back of the gun and flicked it closed, before he aimed Triple Tap at Zane. His eyes were cold; calm; inhuman, and one could easily tell JT knew what position he was facing. "Wanna submit now, Zane?" [/i]
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"What to you think...?" He quickly fired off two more shots with his Gunblade, aiming to disable JTs gun. He knew he wouldn't be able to win, he had taken too much damage and lost his suit. His goal was simple, force a draw.
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[i]There was two shots but three barrels; JT fired the barrel which was untouched, sending a slug for his chest. [/i] [spoiler]Triple Tap has three barrels lol[/spoiler]
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"Fuc-" He quickly tried to roll out of the way, but his right arm was caught by the buckshot which got shredded into bits. He yelled out in pain, blood spurting from the wound as he tried to swing his Gunblade at JT in a final attempt.
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[i]JT was still a good few feet away so the blade managed to bite i to the shotgun, knocking it out of JT's hand. He reacted by approaching Zane and putting his boot on the wrist that held the gunblade. "You done!?" [/i]
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"Hell no, I'm not the type to give up so easily!" He flexed his mechanical arm, his fingers twitching. He flicked the Gunblade upwards, aiming for the Cowboys face.
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[i]JT always did have the fastest hand in the west; The blade entered his mouth but JT grabbed it before it hit anything beyond a few pipes, and he grabbed it by the hilt. With a plunge downwards, he sent it into Zane's chest, hopefully. [/i]
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That was all Zane was waiting for. He suddenly lunched upward, disconnecting his mechanical arm from its socket and causing sparks to fly. The blade pierced his chest, and he cried out in pain as he stuck his upper arm into JTs mouth, the Sparks reacting with the explosive compound and creating a massive explosion.
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[i]JT was atop Zane in the mess of explosives, although Zane blew up first. JT's legs were the first to be blown off, his torso falling forwards as his good arm protected his face enough to keep the shrapnel out of his brain. He fell from the pure force of the blast, slipping into the waters below. [/i]
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Edited by Zane the 3rd: 11/30/2017 7:25:05 AMZane was blasted back hard, the blade sticking out from his chest as he bounced along the train and fell into the waters as well.
