[Spoiler Warning: This post contains images from the manga; One Punch Man. If you're not caught up on the current Manga and are still reading, you might want to simply not click the spoilers. You've been warned. ^^]
Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Ambrosia academy/ Specifics: Auditorium Classroom (Second Row)/ Company: Canaan]
If there was one lesson that Randall would never forget in life; it was a very simple one. Combat is wild and chaotic, and the tides of battle are fickle at best. Physical Conflict was no one's mistress, and she wishes nothing but ill will on all her subjects equally. Tiny didn't have the cognizance to dwell on this of course. But he would certainly be thinking about it later in the Infirmary. The scissors in his arm were the least of his worries, but they at least ensured that if he had the ability to get up after that: That arm's range of motion/striking power was going to be heavily stifled.
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Where as when Canaan was flung for a relatively mild spill if not for his current injuries: Randall was laid out rather succinctly.
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I know I said we'd give him three strikes in total to that area after the initial creation of the weakness: but all bets are off man. Mt. Randall was down for the count. So as long as Canaan rose to his feet over the ensuing following seconds, one could presume he safely had a KO in his pocket. Perhaps not an easily earned one, or a flawless victory by any stretch; but the count would start for the mutually downed fighters either way. Where as only one of which, was really in any shape to get back to his feet and continue...
One Mississippi
Randall was still doing his best impression of a log.
Two Mississippi
No changes.
Three Mississippi
A bubble of blood would form and pop from his left nostril. So he was still alive? That's a good sign!
Four Mississippi
Finger's clenched naturally out of the sudden sensation of owning a very physical real corporeal body. Which was probably really weird when you virtually were a giant coming out of a comatose dream like state. Like, can you imagine? 'These fingers are huuuuge... are these my hands!? Fuck me; they're heavy.'
Five Mississippi
Other than mild twitches and shifts here and there: there was really no signs that Randall was getting up for the first half of the ten count.
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Truest Valor Wrote:
Combat Info
Abilities:
Love Tap Cool Down: ❸
Equipment
Bracers A vambrace leather design with three under side thick leather strapped belt fastens to secure the armor in pace. Where as the 'light armor' top side of laminated leather is fastened with 1040 carbon steel over lapping thin scale male sections.
(Will specifically do better at handling cutting and slashing damage, where as blunt force damage and powerful stabbing will probably compromise the integrity of the metal sections)
Shin Guards A standard shin greave design with four thick leather strapped belts in the back to secure the armor in place. These greaves protect until just below the knee, and are composed of laminated leather for the most part. The design is similar to the bracers in the way that they have a outer layer of overlapping steel plate sections.
((Will specifically do better at handling cutting and slashing damage, where as blunt force damage and powerful stabbing will probably compromise the integrity of the metal sections)
[Flak Jacket](http://s19.postimg.org/krynt0n9f/Flack_Jacket_fin.png): Despite the name, this is actually a light weight nylon jacket that has a chain mail vest woven into it's design. Aside from the zipper length in the front, the concealed chain mail weave provides relatively good light armor against slashing, and mild blunting against stabbing. Aside from the chain mail itself, there is a layer of inner padding beneath the mail, along with feather down insulation through out the whole thing. (Chain rings: The chain mail rings are forged of Martensinic 440 Stainless Steel. Thickness: 25 gauge (0.508 mm) [Swg system]. The rings themselves are fairly standard size as far as their circumference is concerned [Approximately 25.4 mm]. The Flak Jacket itself weighs in at 10 lbs
(No where near impenetrable, but if someone throws an axe or knife, it might not cut as deep as it would otherwise (or at all), albeit he runs the risk of the chain mail itself being deformed from a sharp edges impact and jutting into his skin.)
Additionally the vest has nifty pouches that Randall keep things in... Utility~
Maglite: A 4-D cell ultra Maglite flash light. Provides up to 240 meters of light for up to approximately 9 hours and 30 minutes, water resistant, and a fairly decent potential bludgeoning weapon for a couple solid strikes.
[I'd say Randall can probably beat stick someone with this 2 times total before it just explodes from Randall Strength+impact stress.]
(Kept in the furthest left pocket on the right side)
[Brass Knuckles](http://s19.postimg.org/9yg4nivgj/brassknucklesjpg_78e727f6ada68b5e.jpg): A fairly standard yet very large version of brass knuckles (to fit his abnormal grip), composed of 1040 carbon steel alloy.
(Kept in the pouch furthest to the right of the right side)
Fervor Point System
show spoilerhide spoilerFervor Point System: (Fervor Point= ▼) Randall gains resources for taking damage/blocking attacks/deflecting attacks. Basically, if he doesn't out right dodge, or slip the attack without providing some form of interaction: he gains a ▼. Any ▼ gained are applied at the end of the post, rather than on the spot during the damage. Additionally, no more than one ▼ may be gained per post where in Randall takes damage/Interacts with an attack.
(The Mountain Shaker: +1)
Fervor Point Pool: ▼▼▼▼▼
Damage Taken:
Tender Tummy. (Bruised Ego)
Fat Bruise over Jaw (and cheeks/neck). (Is going to make talking difficult as the swelling rises, will also need to spit blood every so often to keep breathing path ways open.)
Missing a few teeth from his back most row. (Roughly 3)
Gash in cheek (from teeth to gum impact.)
[The bleeding from this and the missing teeth is going to require him to spit often: making choking on his own blood a very real threat.]
Fat bruise on under side of jaw.
Probably developing a concussion at this point. (We'll give him three strikes. If he eats 2 more full on shots to his 'weak point' he'll be down for the count. Maybe not down and out, but at least down for the count.)
Scissors jutting out of his left bicep (I think it was left? Doesn't matter. lol)
Concussion, down for the count. (Will be counted out in my next post. At least I think we have a count out? If not, we really should. To add suspense and drama to the scene.)
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