Cherry Solo vs. Randall Smalls

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: A couple pods, and two stalls. o3o]

Truth be told, Randall had been forced to open a can of whup ass in some pretty strange places in his day. From back alleys, to the tops of moving vehicles. Among the slew of scuffles that littered his earlier stupider memories, a few had taken place in bathrooms. Still, the prospect didn't sit well with him. It was otherwise filthy conditions for what more than likely could end up on the ground... Which was just fowl to think about. Tiny was wearing his usual attire of denim blue jeans over sleek dark boots. Along with a tank top beneath his Flak Jacket. Situated on either forearm were vambraces with segments of overlapping steel plates. Those of which similarly adorned his greaves. Currently Randall only had his maglite, and his brass knuckles on him. Albeit he didn't figure he'd be needing rope, a grappling hook, snaplites, or any of his other exploration gear for this. Still, after ducking the door frame and slipping into the men's room, Randall would just saunter on over to the mirror to begin checking out his new hair cut.

He'd since lost his pony tail for a wild mess of short gray hair. Which didn't appear to detract at all from his imposing appearance. If anything he was still a fairly intimidating huge guiy, not that the hair was what 'did it'. It wasn't long before the seven foot tall three hundred and twenty pound mass of man mountain was full on hunkered over the sink checking his teeth for left over bits of food. Making the bathroom look like a kids play set if anything. The atmosphere of a restroom was allot different than an actual arena, and as such; Randall didn't feel quite as much pressure as he might have normally pre-match...

Albeit he was keeping an ear out for his opponent all the while.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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.

Fervor Point Pool: (Empty)

Damage Taken: N/A

Post Counter: Intro

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry]

Randall heard the foot steps long before the door opened. It was the side effect of tiled floor outside of an otherwise dead quiet little bathroom. Granted, when he saw a woman out of what little corner section remained of the mirror, he would turn about to crack a huge grin at her quip. Three steps in was pretty much Close Range at this proximity. Albeit Tiny wasn't so rude as to just tackle the poor girl before anyone had a chance to speak a word. After turning about to face her, he would only square off with her position no more than a skip and a punch away.

Torigoya Wrote:

> “Hey, I guess you didn’t see the sign, but this bathroom is reserved for fighters.”

"So that would make a pretty little spit fire like you: Cherry Solo?! Welcome to the men's room! ... Nope. That doesn't sound right at all... Should we just get this started?"

Randall sounded pretty much how you would expect. He had a deep loud voice, and it was fairly abrasive to the senses. The man mountain would just lift either of this mits up in front of his face to form a boxer's standard guard. Only so he could roll his head on his shoulders, sending out a sickening crescendo of pops that sounded more like bones snapping. With that as that, Randall would rather deftly and surprisingly quickly step closer to Cherry's position. The large stride of which shrunk the gap between them to worthlessness. Demonstrated when Tiny's massive left fist shot forward in a quick powerful jab. Success or failure the blow would re-coil almost as quickly as it attempted to bop Cherry on the bridge of her nose. Despite being a meager jab; Randall's relatively large and heavy striking surface, coupled with his abnormal strength, lent itself nominally in the way that he could potentially easily break her nose. 'Causing eye watering, and perhaps even a mild concussion.

Granted, Tiny had no idea that he was quite literally fist fighting with a living battery. Then again, Randall is as Randall does... and Randall does derp quite often.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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.

Fervor Point Pool: (Empty)

Damage Taken: N/A

Post Counter: #1

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry]

The man mountain hadn't totally unexpected his opponent to slip the blow. Having the benefit of being on his toes already in his stance, it wasn't too difficult to slide his left foot back. Allowing his body to twist along with her motion so he could simply shift back onto his left foot. Ultimately squaring off and moving his position backwards as her blow impacted against his left ribs. The motion would ultimately dampen her striking potential by altering the point of impact to a less favorable position in her trajectory. Despite the nature of his subtle movement, it was all muscle memory for the man mountain at this point. Regardless, little did Tiny know; it wasn't the punch's force, respectable as it was, that would have got him either way. What caused Tiny to wince was the sudden crackle, and the sharp bite that smoldered the nylon surface, melting the material over the down insulation, while attempting to coursing through the chain mail of his vest. The little touch that did manage to tickle his flesh, almost instantly turned his dermis to a sensitive bright red there beneath the article. It also left the slightest numbing sensation across the surface of his skin. He could only assume direct contact would have yielded more painful results*... Despite getting a fist sized section of his flack jacket melted down over the chain mail, along with a free jump start and a fresh new numbing sensation to his mid-section, Randall seemed unfazed by the discharge of supernatural power. This wasn't his first rodeo after all, and he wasn't all that normal himself.

Without skipping a beat, The man mountain would suddenly shoot his right fist forward, aiming a solid uppercut to catch Cherry within that single window where her momentum had halted post attack. Assuming she had thrown a hook, she would probably follow through and settle her force while applying her unique ability to the punch itself. Where as Randall would already be facing her, fist rapidly circling through its motion to facilitate rising up into her gut at a blazing pace for a man of his size. If he did manage to contact, he would just follow through with his gut check in hopes of physically lifting her off the ground, so he might drop her winded form to the dingy bathroom floor. A rather unpleasant prospect indeed.

Profile Wrote:

> Those hands: While Randall won't be outclassing any light weight agility based fighters in the move speed department, he does have notably (perhaps even incredibly) fast hands when it comes to his reaction time+technique. More so than what anyone would ever see in a mundane human with anywhere near as much bulk as his.

If nothing else, it seemed as though Tiny was intent on backing his opponent against the wall, where he could attempt to further assert his size as a advantage. Even so, he was well aware that he was going to have to stay sharp if he didn't want to find himself in a precarious position. Already he had a small taste of what Cherry was capable of, and he was not eager to find out if she came with a higher voltage setting.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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 jump start punch: +1)

Fervor Point Pool:▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Post Counter: #2

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry]

While Cherry may not have ever intended to halt her motion, she would undoubtedly create a window of opportunity when she settled the momentum of her punch. This was just part of the territory of close quarter combat. At least if she wasn't going bounce around on her feet and throw worthless jabs the whole while. Still: Randall's fist slammed into a deftly moved forearm. In leiu of driving monster truck force into her gut, the man mountain instead felt the sting of armor against the heavily calcified bones of his knuckles. Whatever sting meant to course back through his bone from flesh on armor was dulled out by the man mountain's adrenaline. This wouldn't spare him from breaking the flesh in process of lifting Cherry off her footing and flinging her with his incredible force.

But not before she flailed a wild kick down right into Randall's guts. Basically all but into his bladder. Not so pleasantly, the living battery lived up to her moniker much sooner than Tiny would have appreciated. This time he was basically clenched up, fully focused, and was no where near ready for the impact, or the jolt. Not only did her foot leave a clean bright red first degree burn imprint of itself there just beneath Randall's abs along his waist line: The force would sent him to his ass, than ultimately flat onto his back. A spray of bloody saliva hit the air in protest of the blow. Meanwhile: a spider's web of faulty cracks spread out from underneath the man mountain's position over the worn dirty tile of the bathroom floor in response to impact. The worse part was the numbness that currently coursed through his stomach and groin. Randall would sit up almost instantly after saying hello to the floor. Though even that much caused him to wince. It went without saying that he wouldn't be able to pop up onto his feet quite yet. There was going to be a solid few seconds where he needed to feel out the damage and find his wind.

In other words, he could probably put his hands up if he needed to, but otherwise he was more content to steal a hot couple seconds to reflect on the repercussions. Further proof that no matter how yolked out you get: you just can't train certain areas for impact. More importantly was the lingering surface thought that Randall didn't really have time to ponder on.

'Did... Did I just piss myself?'

Thankfully not, due to having a empty bladder during... But thanks to localized numbness: Tiny had to wonder.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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.

(Dunder Stomp: +1)

Fervor Point Pool:▼▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line. (with short lived lingering localized numbness/paralyses.)

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

Post Counter: #3

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry]

Randall would have been placing either fist down beside his position on the floor to aid in lifting himself up when he heard the sound of a pipe being wretched free of it's home. That was before the cheeky monkey suddenly splashed water all over the place. Nothing like a fire hose in raw power, but enough to drench Randall's lower torso and legs while soaking a good section of the floor. So now he'd touched the dirty floor, and was drenched up a little past the waist in what he could only presume was toilet water... Perfect. 10/10. Now if he could just find some Abc-gum from underneath a sink, That'd be a cap on the day. If nothing else, the water was a pretty good wake up call to pull Tiny out of his former stupor, it also felt amazing over his burns; frankly. Though he was more keen to snap his attention on Cherry when she adjusted the bar into a straighter more dangerous length of weapon. Presumably for stabbing. That was about when she made the mistake of trying to maneuver around a pissed off man mountain in a bathroom that didn't have the space to spare. Randall was already lifting himself up on those powerful fists so he could settle his boots traction down against the cracked tile beneath his position. The slippery water logged floor could be damned for all he cared! Who knew what Cherry planned to do initially since the water was clearly leaking back into the space she would have otherwise occupied... Notice how I worded that?

Torigoya Wrote:

> namely leaping to her right and towards the closest wall, where her right foot was ready to kick off yet again.

By now Randall had both legs crouched and beneath his position. His stomach wasn't exactly feeling amazing, but this would have been the first time a little pain had kept him from opening a can of whup ass. Because Randall was already twisting in place, menacingly stalking Cherry's trajectory as she took her first leaping step. Even as she struck out to find his flank, The man mountain was gauging her trajectory. Only to rocket into her path with either arm raised across his front. Aiming a brutal surprisingly quick tackle at his opponent's side. That of which would have mainly impacted against his bracers with the intentions of slamming her mercilessly off the bathroom wall.

She would have never found his rear-flank, or the opportunity to attempt to play Zeus. Not that it was her last chance. Just not this time. Where as Randall would probably drop down onto his hands and knees afterward as payment for such a sloppy tactic. Assuming he didn't miss and just get to 'say hello' to the wall himself. Also the floor was a bit too drenched at this point to find amazing footing where the tiles were intact. Not enough so to catch himself outside of such a brazen maneuver at least. It's not like water pipes have a set amount they flow before stopping automatically... if the bills have been paid, and they flow water, then they flow until sealed physically. Manually, or otherwise. And you know this establishment couldn't afford a fail safe for something like that if their men's room was in such a dilapidated state. So it was safer to assume that the floor puddle would only be growing steadily as the match went on.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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.

Fervor Point Pool:▼▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line.

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

Post Counter: #5

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry, the wall.]

'Hello wall. Old friend.'

As it happened Randall was angled out with his head tucked behind the make shift battering ram created from his bracers and the formation of his arms. Yet, even that wouldn't save him from feeling his own impact since his transference had only clipped the target. Apparently with enough force to fling the smaller mass. What Randall would have never realized otherwise was the fact that she apparently could take the meaty world jarring strike, to the degree of being blasted into a twist even; while retaining enough dexterity, coordination, and cognizance of the situation to try her hand at shanking Tiny mid-motion. Realistically the man mountain was dealing with his own force in that moment while slamming into the sharpee graffiti tile of the grungy men's room. However, if her 'jump start punch' from earlier had the super heated capacities to disintegrate chainmail out right from meager contact; it would be safe to assume that the capacities of her abilities were far too lethal for the likes of this tournament.

Post# 2 Wrote:

> Despite getting a fist sized section of his flack jacket melted down over the chainmail

Good thing it hadn't. She had just melted the nylon material down into the chainmail while coursing enough heat through the armor to almost inflict first degree burns. Realistically Tiny's muscle mass was better padding than any leather layer could afford the chain mail as far as providing it with tension and strength. That didn't do diddly for piercing and stabbing though. Not to mention that fist sized section was still incredibly tender if not for adrenaline. But no amount of adrenaline in the world was going to save Randall from feeling what was to come. The torque of her spin from impact would all but do the puncturing for her. Where as the malformed incredibly dangerous length of jagged sharp pipe was more than a match for Randall's chainmail and lack of adequate clothe armor. Despite the fact that she was in no position to pick and choose targets as accurately as she would have liked, she wasn't going to miss the broad side of a barn. The only problem there in was that she was being flung in one direction while trying to stab something that she was ultimately flying away from. Without the ability to properly leverage and push her implement further into the wound, she would end up more accurately simply punching a lightning rod into the man mountain's side in passing.

So while Cherry flew about her wild spin as penance for even grazing the battering ram, Randall would slam into the wall for some pretty merciless impact. Only to get nigh instant numbing effects while his body coursed with electricity for a few seconds. Effectively crumpling him to a single knee while his massive fist hit the floor. Perhaps the short lived connectivity with the living battery would spare Tiny from simply being cooked alive. The soaked nature of his pants wouldn't be helping regardless. Though it was also worth noting that as the puddle continued to grow and as it splashed about in their wake, Cherry's own dampness on her shoes and probably her pants was undoubtedly still connected to the same puddle that Randall was in. Most elemental wielders have immunity to the effects of their own elements, but who knew? It was worth noting. Where as surprisingly enough, despite the coughing and the smoke leaking from his mouth and eyes: Randall was laughing. He was also still sputtering and struggling to breath properly, but that sound couldn't be mistaken.

"AHHH HAH -Cough- HAH -Weeze- HAH!~

Cherry had maybe five to six seconds before Randall was going to be back on his feet. During the down time, Tiny would unconsciously wrap his meaty hand around the pipe jutting out from the back of his torso. It had stuck right through a muscle, and boy did it smart. Even just twisting his mid-section sent alarm signals ringing through his mind. Which were difficult to distinguish from the literal ringing in his head. Still, he couldn't help but laugh at the fire that coursed through his nervous system as it tried to regain control of the firing of his synapses. Despite the fact that he couldn't force his body to rise, for some reason he could laugh, and he could see the blood covering his hand now that he focused. Oh yea? He had eyes. That's right. Also despite the pain, somewhere deep down he felt so incredibly alive. As if long ago he had resigned himself to this: Happily. 'And just then in that moment of post over flowed electricity through a sharp metal conductor and ungodly concussive impact with the wall: He remembered: He did this because he enjoyed it. This was that rush that reminded him of what he was meant to do in this world, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

"HAH HAH HAH HAH!"

The rolling thunder of that booming laugh was even louder than it was normally. Thanks to the bathrooms natural acoustics.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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.

(Lightning Rod: +1)

Fervor Point Pool:▼▼▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line.

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

A three to four inch hole in his side. (probably around, or near the fist sized section. [Assuming she was aiming for that])

[Armor Detriment: For the aforementioned spot]

Possibly A mild concussion.

Lightning Rod Effect: Short lived Paralyses, lingering Numbness: Providing five to six seconds of Randall being open to attack. (In other words, your next post is free. Please be gentle, remember this is a non-lethal tournament.)

Post Counter: #6

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry, the wall.]

Randall would be on his knees by now, if not solely out of his unconscious desire to rise back up to his feet and lift those meaty dukes up for round two. Despite his best efforts; his body felt infinitely heavy, and it seemed like 'all the things' just weren't working right in there. Still, for his placement alone the ten count would not start. The pipe had dug in more than four inches while punching a dirty hole through his chainmail (hello tetanus), that of which would have made it even more difficult to move if Tiny could sort out his motor skills right proper. The slightest shift of his torso or even just muscle tension from flexing would shoot fire along his right side's back and shoulder. This was probably the perfect opportunity for Cherry to finish up the match with a final onslaught of thunder fueled furious blows! Yet instead, she seemed tangled up in her own civic duty while observing her opponent. No. She had forgotten this was a match for the time being. Or she thought it was over already.*

"HAH HAH HAH Heh heh."

The man mountain lowered his gaze to the floor while the laughter slowly died out. That was before he shifted and slapped his left palm to the wall to his flank. Only to leverage against the tile while he slowly began to lift himself to a standing position. It was clear he wasn't in great shape, although one might have to ask in this situation: How dangerous is the bloodied bull?

"You think this is over?"

Even as Randall spoke those words; something strange would begin to occur. The air around his left hand was contorting and warping. At a glance one might have mistaken the phenomenon for wisps of intense heat escaping from the pores and circling the appendage. Perhaps put off by the man mountain's muscle tension if such a thing were possible. If nothing else, she could gather that this match was anything but over. Randall may have been condemned at this point, but he wasn't going quietly into that dark night.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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)

Abilities: [Sonic Punch: Charging]

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.

Fervor Point Pool:▼▼▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line.

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

A three to four inch hole in his side. (probably around, or near the fist sized section. [Assuming she was aiming for that])

[Armor Detriment: For the aforementioned spot]

Possibly A mild concussion.

Post Counter: #7

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry, the wall.]

Another combatant may have judged Cherry for her fleeting moments of hesitation. However, compassion is deeply ingrained into the human animal, more often for better than worse. Randall didn't have the cognizance in the situation to jump that many mental hoops, but he felt nothing but respect for this little fire cracker. Deceptively tough as she was; it was a natural reaction. He wasn't quite standing fully, rather he was partially crumpled there against the wall as he slowly leveraged onto his feet. More specifically, his legs were coiled and ready for a powerful explosion of movement as soon as he could muster the ability. This whole while, his body was sub-consciously struggling to continue the battle. So when he finally felt the paralyses lift from his being, he would waste no time what so ever in putting his plan into effect.

One could say it was intended as a Final Hurrah. Tiny didn't care enough to gauge whether or not his sonic fist was going to turn this fight around; but he sure as shit wanted to give this 'hero turned competitor' something else to feel in the morning. If not solely to remember him by. He owed here that much at least.

Torigoya Wrote:

> Cherry didn’t really want to find out. With a flick of her right wrist the miniature thunderstorm contained within and extended itself into a full-fledged lightning bolt. It was unrealistic to the point of being comical, like watching Zeus stride out of mythology with a bolt of lightning in hand, but this was very real.

Tiny's eyes suddenly went wide as the entirety of the pain in his body went cold. It seemed his new Pavlovian response to the electricity was to shut down his pain receptors unconsciously, or so his nervous was doing currently as it struggled even still to gain total control. As demonstrated when Randall rolled his right shoulder despite having a length of pipe jutting out of his mass. Strangely enough, he couldn't feel his limbs either. He knew they were there, and he still imagined that he could punch for all he was worth, and yet; It was hard not to grasp how deep the pile of shit was that he was currently wading through. So why in good god's graces could he just not. for the life of him. Wipe that stupid grin off his face.

Torigoya Wrote:

> Just when eyes were set on Cherry’s right hand her left would snap forward activating a second ability, this being her ability to magnetically repel metal objects, but not any object that was clinging to her body. Instead she applied a solid fifty pounds of pressure to the pipe in Randall’s abdomen with the intent to blast it clear through his body.

Where Cherry had expected Randall to idly stare at her lightning bolt, the man mountain actually leveraged his boot into the corner of the bathroom. Only to launch himself forward with incredible momentum. Since Nobody could realistically interact with having an invisible force push manipulating a length of pole in their mid-section: It would undoubtedly fly out of the man mountain's back. Which would have hurt, except for that fact that Cherry had probably already done irreparable damage to Tiny's nervous system. Cleanly piercing a large section of the meaty tissue. Motor functions of his right arm suddenly went out the window as his brain shut the area down. From fucky to haywire, it seemed today was just not getting better, and that little extra nudge didn't seem to help. Albeit, Randall was already as hindered as he was going to get short of being put down for the count. Lucky for him, he was encroaching on Solo's position at roughly twenty two feet per second before she could lash out that lightning bolt.

Torigoya Wrote:

> Only then would Cherry toss her mighty bolt. Normally these bolts would fly straight ahead

**Even as her hand came rushing forward, Randall's fastest punch cut through the air to impart the sound of a Mosen Nagant going off. That of which would leave both parties deaf for roughly five to six seconds for simply being in ear shot of the event. Even as she released her lighting bolt forward, Tiny's massive fist would have streaked out in an attempt to cold clock her square in the face with roughly double his normal striking potential. In other words, if Randall could normally hit with the literal force of the fictional character Ivan Drago (1400 foot pound estimate per punch), than he was currently striking somewhere closer to 2800 foot pound. That of which wasn't the scariest part despite the fact he could probably cave in a solid brick wall from a blow like this if it wouldn't liquefy his fist. No. The rush of sound that ignited from the blow was actually the shock wave coming off the fist itself. That of which carried roughly the equivalent capacities in raw concussive potential as the punch used to create it. The radius of 'force' ranged four by four feet to shape out a cone, and it would reach outward for five feet while traveling roughly as fast as the fist that delivered it; One hundred and twenty four feet per second. You've never seen a man this big move this quick, at least in regards to how rapidly that burly fist streaked and blotted out her world all too suddenly. The force of which was apparently capable of flinging a two hundred pound contender up to eight feet if the 'area of effect' so much as grazed them. Then again; what would you expect from a literal 'projectile car crash' of a punch?**

Sure, Randall would kiss the sky and ride the lightning, but not before Cherry said hello to his sonic fist all up close and personal like. In fact they'd probably exchange their techniques ultimately. Leaving both parties to be flung in either direction from the excessive damage being thrown around like candy. Randall would respectively find his mass coursed with electricity while being flung backwards into the wall. As painless as it was, he could still perceive his world shake when he collided with the tile. More importantly, the effects would still force his motor skills into further recession. Making it much harder to 'Keep trucking' this time. The only saving grace was that the pipe that had been removed from his torso was not jutting out of the wall he had slammed into. Thankfully.

Where as post impact: Randall was outright lightly smoldering there on his feet; looking more dead than alive. Even if he was technically standing embedded there in his crater in the wall, one couldn't really tell at a glance. His eyes were open, but they were cast up at the flickering florescent lighting above them with a blank dull stare. Was? ...

Was he dead?!

More importantly; How had Cherry faired?

It was all action here in the Men's Room today!

show spoilerhide spoiler[Ooc: 'Could have swore I removed the pipe a while back, but I totally didn't write that portion in. just him fondling it. BLAST YOU PAST ME! BE MORE ANALLY RETENTIVE WITH DETAILS!

Lol. But take that how you will. I think it's kind of done at this point? At least I can't see Randall putting up much more of a fight.

Either way that was fun. I'd kind of like to see more limitation to how often Cherry can 'zap' someone, but she's a great character and a very cool concept despite my personal gripes with her skill set/limitations.

/thumbs up]

Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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)

Abilities:

Cool Down: ❺

Sonic Fist: By flexing and drawing intense focus into his fist, Randall can there after deliver a single punch that will create a shock wave of kinetic force during delivery. This technique fires off a punch that will carry something like 50% of Randall's muscle's latent capacities (as appose to 20-30%) while launching a cone of concussive force from the fist. (roughly double his normal striking potential) This cone carries enough power to fling a two hundred pound full grown human eight feet. This effect applies to those caught in the projection whether or not the fist made contact with them. This cone effect reaches outward for up to five feet, while creating a radius of nearly four by four feet. Additionally: The charge time for Sonic Punch noticeably contorts and warps the air around the limb being amplified, giving the appendage the appearance of putting out streams of intense heat. Further more: the release of the shock wave is accompanied by a loud Boom. (not deafening, but roughly as loud as a Mosen Nagant going off near you. So startling, and disorienting if you weren't expecting it. Will leave the ears ringing for about 5-6 seconds (1 post))

[Cost: ▼▼▼ /Charge Time: 5-6 seconds (1 post)/Duration: Ear ringing deafness for 5-6 seconds (both parties)/ Cool Down: 5 posts]

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.

(Zeus'ed: +1/Sonic Fist: -3)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line.

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

A three to four inch a clean hole through his side. (probably around, or near the fist sized section. [Assuming she was aiming for that]) Bleeding heavily.

[Armor Detriment: For the aforementioned spot]

A concussion.

Post Counter: #8

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: The Mens Room/ Specifics: Doesn't get more specific then that./ Company: Cherry, the wall.]

The fact that she had been able to out race the punch was sort of uncanny, to be honest. Where as the fact that she was able to get up, or do anything but drool in a puddle of her own concussion from being hit by the blast: was straight up unheard of. If she remained on the ground, a count would start. Not to say it mattered at this point. If Cherry was capable of getting back onto her feet, than she was in a whole world of shape better than Tiny. Which meant she could probably continue, even if only on her last legs. Where as Tiny's second, third, and forth 'last legs' had already been long since swept out. An all too noticeable exhale would hit the air as the man mountain began to breathe again. Apparently his heart had just stopped temporarily from getting dirty touched by the power of Zeus, nobody panic or anything. You can't stop the rock. A shudder coursed through those easily forgettable brown hues. Something stirred him out of his thoughtless brain dead stare. It was a voice. It was something said that the voice in Randall's head found hilarious.

Torigoya Wrote:

> “Damn… “ Cherry cursed, “You Gaian's are pretty serious guys.”

The context may have been lost on her, but the man mountain mumbled out a barely audible response over the coursing water from the still broken pipe.

"I'm from Cali-California... Hah Hah Hah Hah."

The man mountain chuckled the whole way down. But the fact was, his world was spinning like a carousel as he simply leaned there against his crater. When his brain attempted to dig out a response, he lost his balance entirely. 'Chuckling for the entire face plant into the dirty wet floor. Someone was going to need to flip Randall in a couple minutes... less he drown in the bacteria ridden slowly forming puddle beneath him. If nothing else, at least prompt medical treatment wouldn't give his tetanus time to take hold. Hopefully... /shudder.

Fucking lock jaw.

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Torigoya Wrote:

Combat Info

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)

Abilities:

Cool Down: ❹

Sonic Fist: By flexing and drawing intense focus into his fist, Randall can there after deliver a single punch that will create a shock wave of kinetic force during delivery. This technique fires off a punch that will carry something like 50% of Randall's muscle's latent capacities (as appose to 20-30%) while launching a cone of concussive force from the fist. (roughly double his normal striking potential) This cone carries enough power to fling a two hundred pound full grown human eight feet. This effect applies to those caught in the projection whether or not the fist made contact with them. This cone effect reaches outward for up to five feet, while creating a radius of nearly four by four feet. Additionally: The charge time for Sonic Punch noticeably contorts and warps the air around the limb being amplified, giving the appendage the appearance of putting out streams of intense heat. Further more: the release of the shock wave is accompanied by a loud Boom. (not deafening, but roughly as loud as a Mosen Nagant going off near you. So startling, and disorienting if you weren't expecting it. Will leave the ears ringing for about 5-6 seconds (1 post))

[Cost: ▼▼▼ /Charge Time: 5-6 seconds (1 post)/Duration: Ear ringing deafness for 5-6 seconds (both parties)/ Cool Down: 5 posts]

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.

Fervor Point Pool: ▼

Damage Taken:

Not quite first degree burns to the surface of his (left sides middle) ribs.

Bloody knuckles (Right fist)

First degree burn foot print to the waist line.

Light internal bleeding. (I'm no doctor, but I'd say; his bladder isn't doing great after that.)

A three to four inch a clean hole through his side. (probably around, or near the fist sized section. [Assuming she was aiming for that]) Bleeding heavily.

[Armor Detriment: For the aforementioned spot]

A concussion.

Post Counter: #9