John Poppins vs. Randall Smalls

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: (soon to be) Main trade ship/ Company: Spectators]

They knew there was to be a match held here today on the docks. As such, the usual commotion of trade and commerce had been diverted or all together put on hold. At least for the remainder of the festivities. After his most warmest of welcomes to the city by a group of thugs, Randall had spent the majority of his time training and sampling the local flavor in various facets. Over all, he had come to appreciate this sweaty bung hole of a city. It was growing on him like friendly mold. Still, before he knew it the Pre-season was concluded, and Season one was upon them. Today the spectators consisted of just as many combat fans, as it did the local traders and laborers. All of which only grew in hype as a massive form made his way out over one of the warfs leading to the main trade ship.

Randall Smalls was a seven foot tall three hundred and twenty pound sculpted work of art. The kind of body that inspired images of Greek God's in the mind's eye. He was a beef cake for sure, but not an inflexible body builder by any means. Regardless, the man mountain wore his usual denim jeans over black sleek heavy boots. Along with a tank top underneath his Flak Jacket. The small overlapping plate sections of steel that adorned his vambraces and Greaves glinted in the sunlight with each lumbering step. Additionally, it seemed the massive brawler had snipped his pony tail in favor of a shorter hair cut. Which was just a mess of wild gray at this point. Presumably to make it more difficult to control his head if someone were brazen enough to attempt such a thing. Even as he moved, the plank creaked and groaned while sinking down underneath the tremendous weight of the contender. Rather lack luster brown eyes cast over the spectators who had gathered to watch as he went. Randall could feel his anticipation rising with each step. Eventually, those boots found themselves situated atop the sturdier composition of The Main Trade Ships deck.

Once on deck; Tiny would begin making his way out onto the larger section of space. Presumably where they were too tangle if they wanted any room what so ever. Today, Randall had spared himself at least half of his exploration equipment. Mostly because he knew where the match was happening, and had time to prepare and deduce what was actually necessary. As such, he only brought his brass knucks, and the maglite special as a potential beat stick. Each of which was tucked into their appropriate pockets that lined the front of that strange vest he wore. That of which concealed the chain mail that lay just beneath the surface of the article of relatively unassuming looking clothing. For as hot as it was: being on the water's surface seemed to be a saving grace. Though if Randall was uncomfortable he didn't show it. In fact, he would just cross his arms and wait for his opponent so they could get the pleasantries out of the way.

He could already feel that itch. A soft tingling on the surface of his knuckles. As if the adrenaline were already coursing through the surface, trying to numb the pain he expected to suppress during the pummeling he hoped to feel beneath his meaty fists.

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MelonusHead 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: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

An easily forgettable brown gaze was cast out over the various planks from the Cog's main deck. It seemed Randall's cockney opponent had showed up on time if nothing else, and was making his way on board currently. That was to say nothing of his piss poor attitude. Of course Randall was judging from an ignorant perspective. He had no idea John had been virtually handicapped twice via stage randomization already so far in the event. Perhaps his luck would get better for receiving his misfortunes up front, as appose to down the line? Still, the youth cursed and spat quite literally at his predicament after boarding.

" You must be John."

The man mountain sounded exactly how one would expect by looking at him. His voice was loud, deep, and rough to the senses. Abrasive, was a good word to describe Randall. Albeit as he spoke, Tiny would begin making his way toward his opponent at a rather leisurely pace. Each step set out a menacing thump to radiate across the wooden deck. Despite the slightest shifts and lists in the ship, Randall himself was a prominent adventurer! Many escapades of which took place on his air ship, which wasn't all that different from a sea faring vessel. One could say his Sky Legs were just as good as Sea Legs.

"Nice to meet ya Kido! And sorry in advance for this. 'Nothing personal, you know?"

With that said, Randall would perform the most cliche of 'I'm a big bad' actions in cracking his knuckles against either palm. Only so he could ball up either of those hands into meaty boulder like fists to be lifted up into a boxer's standard guard. Left to hover there at roughly face level while he gauged his opponent. There was no more than ten feet between them on the deck, and Tiny would simply continue to cautiously advance if otherwise left unprovoked.

Despite the lack of any meaningful action, the match was on.

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MelonusHead 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: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

Even as Randall went, he was taking fleeting moments to sneak glances through his peripheral at his footing. Ensuring that none of the deck's clutter was in the way. When the man mountain approached however, the most unsatisfying of experiences came on. John would promptly flee, moving to put the construction of the stair wells protrusion between them. Which would definitely buy him those precious few moments he desired, though Tiny wouldn't halt his lumbering march when he dropped his hands at his sides and gave a disappointed pout. Even as he went he was careful to step around the piles of spare wood pieces, and tools that seemed to be scattered across the deck. ''Messy bunch of Kharessan sailors...' Before he could actually find a direct path to his target, the youth was raising up his hand like he was about to yield.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> “Wai’ a momen’ yeah?”

Oh? Randall would wait a moment, but not idly. Even as John went about unsheathing his stone cane. The man mountain would bend over and quickly snatch up a simple yet dangerous [framing hammer](http://i.imgur.com/zuKOuHl.jpg). That of which had been left on a near by pile of spare planks. Handily enough.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> “Alrigh, le’s ge’ on wi’h I' shall we?”

Tiny's response was to brutally fling the hammer into a horizontal twirl. Utilizing it's natural weight like a battle axe so he could whip the tool into his opponent's position. Aimed at roughly chest level if Randall's throwing arm was worth a damn, and it was. Not only that, but those densely packed meaty arms were not solely built for show. They were built to go, so to speak. So undoubtedly the make shift projectile weapon would do some serious damage if it happened to find it's mark. Even if John was lucky enough to catch it by the handle. Success or failure, Randall would continue his steady advance. 'Raising both mits back up in front of his face for that standard boxers guard as he cautiously made his way around the stair well's structure. Still apparently very much intent on closing in on his slippery foe.

The menu had long since been written up, the reservations locked in, and the dishes were prepped, cooked, and piping hot at this point. Grade A 100% American Fist, and it was most definitely lunch time.

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MelonusHead 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: #2

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

The deflection of his make shift projectile weapon was beautifully executed, and his implement seemed no worse for ware. So; Get sum he would. Randall did note the point on the end of the stone cane when it was leveled up at him like a sword, something he couldn't really speculate on since he'd never seen the original shape. John's stone bending like qualities were still all but a mystery to Tiny, which would play to his advantage for obvious reasons down the road. Where as, when the youth took up stance and halted his retreat, the man mountain would crack a huge grin. The gap that resided between them was eaten in a few long yet cautious strides. Once in range however, Randall wouldn't be giving the cockney youngster a moment to get comfy. The stalwart adventurer would all too suddenly step into range of the pointy cane, but with purpose. In a single rapid motion, one of those vambrace clad forearms would shoot forward, only to perform a quick outward windmill motion in succession without missing a beat. The entire movement of which was intended to catch and fling the length of stone from between both parties off the armored section of his left forearm. In doing so, Tiny would take a surprisingly swift step forward into his opponent's guard with his right foot. Only so he could attempt to sink a powerful straight right hand punch into the opening created. That of which was aimed at John's facial region, albeit Randall's fist was probably big enough to catch his chest as well.

Randall would end his position in something of a sloppy horse stance. His center of gravity was too high to be propper, and his body was hunched forward more than an instructor would happily accept. Albeit the powerful anchor of the positioning of his legs was more than enough to facilitate the transference and ensuing force he required to rush his heavy punch into the window he was attempting to create. With his hurried sloppy karate form, he could still generate dangerous levels of striking power. Not only that, but his size was quite deceptive in the way that it fooled inexperienced brawlers into thinking that Randall was all around slow. That was false. Despite his mass, Randall was actually incredibly agile for a man of his size. While he wasn't going to be out running more agile fighters in a foot race, he was more than capable of catching them with a bulldozer of a fist that they didn't think would ever reach them.

Partially due to near life long martial arts training, but mostly just because; PUGILISM!

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MelonusHead 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: #3

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

While advancing initially, Tiny had both of his fists up in front of his face in that standard boxer's guard. So it was a bit optimistic to shoot for the face and expect favorable results. Randall had but to tuck his chin while raising either forearm higher. Both of which were clad in light weight laminated leather vambraces, adorned with those over lapping platelets of steel for added protection. The sharp speckle of tinks would ring out as The Man Mountain continued forward through the barrage. Right into his opponent's follow up as it were. Not that Randall had suddenly lost his spacial awareness, or the fact this foe had a much longer effective reach than he did. Even as Tiny brought his fists back down into his former guard, he was walking into the jab from the canes ruthless tip. As unsuspecting as it was, the flack jacket concealed a layer of fairly capable chain mail. That of which would find one of it's rings cleanly pierced and stuck by the weapon. Only so the tip of the implement could find purchase up until maximum gauge that tiny circle allotted[Approximately 25.4 mm]. Assuming it wasn't an insanely long needle and more of a tip, the jab would probably bite through the armor and dig a small hole into Randall's stomach. Though it wouldn't warrant much more than a wince and a grunt from actually weathering the force of the blow.

That of which didn't do nearly as much as John might have hoped, though Randall did find a bit of respect for the raw force behind it. That much, Tiny had not expected. However, even as John settled his jab's force, one of those massive fists would uncurl and snap down to the offending weapon. Only to wrap meaty powerful fingers around the object. With a simple twist of his position. Randall would suddenly torque to his own left, bringing his right elbow down into and through his opponent's stone cane mid motion. Intent on snapping off a solid twelve inches give or take with a powerful elbow strike.

Not unlike a karate practitioner breaking bricks, Randall was hoping to cut his opponent's weapons reach down to size. Meanwhile demonstrating the kind of power and resilience that his very mundane yet incredibly well developed form had to offer.

show spoilerhide spoiler[Ooc: I literally banged this out before I have to rush off to work. I hope it's alright. I'll check the typos later and pretty it up after close.]

MelonusHead 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.

(Pocket sand pebbles+Cane jab: +1)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼

Damage Taken:

A small gouge to the left most side of his abs (Probably trickling a little blood)

Post Counter: #4

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

The reason Tiny never removed the spear from his gut, was due to the fact that he'd wrapped his fingers about it's haft long before it could find further purchase. Even as it impacted and john pressed his momentum forward, Tiny's anchor on the weapon was aiding tremendously in keeping him from shoving further into the wound. It was kind of a moot point to complain about how Tiny's chain male was preventing damage when it technically wasn't... If anything it had just added extra minimal resistance to pierce when the blade did find purchase. Which wasn't fight ending, but did John really think it would be that easy? The real saving grace here was that Tiny was in constant motion. Part of which was twisting is body to the side nigh instantly after impact; as previously noted, allowing the force of the jab to attempt to jut into the position he was moving out of. More directly, his incredibly powerful grip on the weapon all but ensured that he could hold the weapon in place while twisting his body off the tip, even as he was engaged in snapping that very same offending length off. More specifically, He would have tugged the weapon back toward his possession during his turn regardless, sliding the blade away from his body once it was removed by sheer token of his motion. Granted Randall was anything but unscathed for their exchange. In fact, he was trickling a steady stream from the five inch stab that sank down into his abs where his chain male had ultimately failed him. If nothing else, he'd gotten lucky enough to not be the proud new owner a brand new kidney piercing, but otherwise- he still drew the short straw in the situation.

Where as, Just as soon as Tiny torqued his crushing elbow through the weapon (in my last post), he would not cease his motion. (this post) As soon as his elbow coursed through it's motion, Randall would suddenly throw the momentum outward. Allowing that meaty fist to sweep through John's position with the intentions of catching his jaw in a hammer strike. Since the youth was pushing forward, while Tiny was pulling and reaching out: Odds were John was going to be drawn directly into range and lined up perfectly for the blow.

Success or failure, Randall would follow up by merely tossing the twelve or so inches of the stone weapon over the railing. Left to plummet to the ocean below for a delayed unceremonious splash.

[Ooc: You might have described it as a dirk tip earlier in the fight, and I might have just glossed over that. In which case my bad: Where as I was under the impression that he just turned his cane's tip into a literal spiked point. SO~ Yea... Sincerely: I apologize for that misconception. Hopefully the alterations and added damage is enough to make up for it.]

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MelonusHead 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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Post Counter: #5

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

The elbow strike had been essentially launched forward, into a rising motion. Catching and breaking the staff half way through it's total movement even as Tiny hunkered down beside it with his twist. With his elbow itself rising up to his face level during the follow through: It had been a simple maneuver to suddenly point his elbow toward his target, and fling his fist outward in a horizontal hay maker of sorts. Sure, it was sloppy, but boy was it dangerous. Regardless, the cockney youngster was back on the defensive: twirling what was left of his cane away so he could dodge into a converging position with his implement. A audible FWOOSH! would cut through nothing but air as both of Randall's arms stretched outward to facilitate either motion. Leaving him to rise back up to his full stature as he visually pursued his target.

There would be a small window where Tiny's left hand reached down to press palm to the wound. So he could examine the red that was clearly leaking out. It wasn't quite what one would see from a stuck pig, if not solely for a lack of fat and over all greater tension in his mass. In fact at this point, one could argue that Tiny's incredibly powerful Abdominals were probably crushing the wound closed. Cutting off a large portion of the flow that might have otherwise escaped.

profile Wrote:

> Resilience: Incredibly resilient, Physically and mentally. His body may as well be made of stone (as far as texture is concerned. Obviously he can be harmed and isn't technically made of stone), and his tolerance for pain spans far beyond the mortal thresh hold. > > (This translates to: Randall will fight until he absolutely cannot. Short of being physically debilitated to the degree of non-movement by his wounds, one can expect Randall to keep on trucking until he absolutely cannot. At times this will seem to push the thresh hold of mortality, but in reality this is just what training beyond the mortal thresh hold yields. While he's not physically any more sturdy than a huge guy who's been training in martial arts all his life (Fucking scary in it's own regard) he's mentally strong enough to work through almost any pain that isn't actively killing or crippling him on the spot.)

In fact, Even as John made his escape further around the stair well's structure: Randall would reach down to one of the strange elongated pockets that adorned his pecs on the vest. With a quick snap, he would open the underside of the container: spilling out a glint of metal that he would catch and slide over his right hand's meaty fingers. Brass Knuckles. Or Steel, in this case. Regardless, the man mountain felt the need to pull out his trump card if he was on a much shorter timer than anticipated. After which he would begin lumbering onward toward his foe once again. At this point, Randall was making his way around the former side he'd come. John probably though he was being advanced upon, which was ultimately true. But realistically: Tiny was making his way over to the stack of wooden planks he'd found that hammer from earlier. Randall wasn't a carpenter, but at a glance he speculated them to be two by fours. Maybe twenty or so neatly stacked in rows of four upon one another. One didn't need to think too hard about what the man mountain might want to do with more than a few heavy planks of wood.

Each shift in his massive form to facilitate his steps would shoot pain through his side as blood pulsed out in harsher spurts, and yet Tiny didn't seem detoured in the least for his troubles. A testament to the kind of punishment that this muscle head could endure if nothing else. 'Clearly a bi-product of a life full of dangerous adventures, and what had to be over all poor life choices.

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MelonusHead 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; Drawn, and Equipped.)

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Post Counter: #6

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

It seemed that John opted to continue his retreat. Which was fine with Randall ultimately. His anticipation had been high this whole while, and his adrenaline was simply not going down any time soon. Not to mention; this was a show match. So running away was worth absolutely dick all in the way of points to the judges who expected to 'enjoy the show'. Such was why Randall had been taking the fight straight to John's door this whole while. There was no point in running. Ultimately if his opponent wanted to succeed he would have to interact with Randall. One way or another. And if he wanted to throw things back and forth for the whole match? Randall had no problem demonstrating who could generate more force on larger objects. Even as John scampered for the stairs, Tiny was leaning down and exhaling a painful sigh with a wince while he scooped up something like three two by fours, ranging in approximately two and a half feet of length a piece.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> Unless Tiny was very quick, John would easily make it onto the bridge and elevated ground before he was done with whatever he was doing with the planks, even if he were just picking them up. > > > > “Oi ma’e, ‘ow ya doin’?”

Unfortunately for John, Tiny didn't need to be insanely quick to cover four steps of ground. Which was how far the planks had been from his previous position. Where as the cockney rock chucker had literally high tailed it around the stair well, and back up to high ground. So by the time that he turned about to 'assess the situation'; Tiny already has his 'pay load' in grip, and was lumbering down to the side of the ship that lined up with the stairs. He still had at least three two by fours in his left hand's grasp with his steel knuckles wrapped snugly around his right hand's grip. A punitive stare worn over his lack luster visage as he visually bored a hole through his target.

"You sure you want to know?"

Seemed that Tiny hadn't lost his composure in all of this either. An unsettling prospect indeed. And this still left a rather pressing question. Exactly what Did Tiny intend to do with those wooden boards when he made it into a favorable range? Or was he just waiting for John to run out of ship to flee across? Perhaps he was intent on using the planks defensively en route. Only time would tell, but Randall had never let his scrutinizing gaze stray too far from his opponent this whole while. So he was painfully aware that John had something in what would have been his 'free hand'.

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MelonusHead 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; Drawn, and Equipped.)

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Post Counter: #7

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

If john was expecting a half pound stone to split and follow mystical trajectories outside of physics, he had another thing coming. Because even with his potential striking force hampered as it was, when Randall punched his dainty little stone out of the air: his fist was probably traveling in far excess of one hundred and twenty feet per second. Or more importantly: faster than John's stone. Not only had he underestimated tiny's dexterity, but he had underestimated the sheer weight, resilience, and over all power generated by the punch. Because despite forming the stone with the intentions of it splitting itself from perfect impact, Tiny's punch held the intentions of out right disintegrating the poor material choice of the otherwise minuscule projectile. Sending a spray of dust and pebble shards to ripple off his brass knuckle clad fist. The shock that rippled through his fist was worth noting, but the brass knuckle did an incredible job at dispersing impact force across it's steel frame when leveraged against such dense bones. Where as the debris that did make it into the man mountain's face would have negligible effects at best. All of which would hardly stop Randall from lifting up his 'pay load' during the re-coil.

With the mass of three or so wooden planks snugly gripped in his left hand, Randall was holding further toward one edge of the group, only leaving the slightest slack in length. With an upturned hand, Tiny would point 'the long' end of the planks at his retreating opponent, only to curse and lower them in favor of lumbering over to the furthest right side of stairs. With his target out of range, he would opt to change tactics for the time being. With a single incredibly powerful kick, Randall would dislodge the stairwell from it's foundation and send it careening into the deck so it could topple over board.

With that as that, he would begin making his way over to the single stair well that lead up to the high ground. By now John was already laughing maniacally out of eye shot, so he probably had to wonder what exactly the ruckus was. On one hand: John only had to attack or defend from one direction. On the other hand: The only way back down short of leaping the odd eight to nine feet to the lower deck was going through the man mountain. Presumably why he was intent on lumbering up that last set of stairs. In other words, he was attempting to block off convenient routes of retreat for his opponent.

Still, he had a hand full of two by fours, and a fist full of steel knuckle. The right of which was lifted at face level in preparation for more shenanigans as he made his way over to the stairs and ultimately up them.

[Ooc: I would say, just outline specific information to implements. Like rock diameter/circumference would be some nice cherry on top info. Otherwise, you're probably right.]

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MelonusHead 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; Drawn, and Equipped.)

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.

(Rock Pitch: +1)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Post Counter: #8

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John and Spectators]

[Judge Call Edit: Accounting for Rock Throw results.]

The problem with Randall's response to attempting to decimate the stone was that it had actually split into four clean sub-sections despite his favorable point of impact. Apparently dispersing the force across the force of his punch coupled with his steel knuckles just wasn't quite going to cut it. To the degree that two sections would course over and under his fist respectively while he cleanly decimated a section of the original mass. One of the offending projectiles would slide high, and the other would cut it's trajectory low. The section that flew high would skid past Tiny's face barely grazing a slice out of his cheek as his head shifted positions to follow the rocking motion of his footing to suddenly turn on the projectile mid-punching motion. Where as his shifting wouldn't escape the chunk that slammed into his left pectoral with all the force of a two solid heavy weight blows. Even with a chainmail vest and a solid layer of padding, down, and muscle; that was going to leave a bruise in the morning. An audible Oof! hit the air from impact as Randall noticeably staggered back slightly. Still, the stifling of a single step for a few fleeting moments was hardly worth the trouble in keeping a angry man mountain from sucking up the pain and continuing his lumbering march over to and up the stairs. Did it hurt? Yes. Did it halt him long enough to create a window of opportunity in which John could begin prepping his next spell? Yes. Would he cease altogether to sit and cry about his bruised tit? No. Despite how much we've been highlighting 'John's superior mobility' for the sheer attribute of being 'smaller' and presumably more 'agile', the reality was that Tiny covered a fairly good amount of distance solely for having a longer stride. Even if he chose to take it at a more leisurely pace for the time being. Not only that, but he was in incredibly physically fit shape. Well beyond that of the mortal thresh hold even. Every ounce of that muscle was dedicated to functional motion trained to the singular purpose of destroying opponents through martial skill. So he was hardly any slower than a heavy weight mixed martial artists. Which is honestly not as slow as you'd like to believe. At least not when 'they' are coming for you.

[Resume regularly scheduled posting~]

Where as Randall was lumbering to the top of the stairs by now. Blocking off John's only means of escape unless he wanted to leap the railing and risk a window of opportunity. Still, the hulking form that slowly made his way up to the higher deck was anything but the care free soul who'd stepped foot onto this ship earlier. While Tiny may have been a little too long horned to lose his composure in the long run, he was certainly losing his patience with how little this cockney youngster actually seemed to want to scrap. Noticeably Tiny's right arm was shifting and contorting the air around the appendage. As if his muscle tension were putting off heat physically.

"My turn."

MelonusHead Wrote:

> It was unclear how Tiny would fare, should he be struck. Presumably he would survive and still be able to carry out his following actions, in which case John would simply be working on his own project, reforming the rock on the deck into three large masses, perfect for a finale of sorts.

What could have just as easily appeared to be intense heat wafting off the appendage wouldn't be studied in the least apparently. As John was busy with his own preparations. Perhaps too busy to notice tiny lifting up the handful of planks to be leveled and aimed rather haphazardly in his target's direction from the top step. With a lightning fast simple jab, Tiny would transfer the entirety of one of his 'Hatsu', or special abilities; directly into the bundle of three planks situated atop one another. Love Tap. While normally this augmented incredibly rapid jab of a punch deals little to no damage upon impact with the target, it was capable of flinging a three hundred pound opponent up to ten feet of distance. Even from a grazing blow. So quite literally as John sat there on the deck fiddling with one stone in particular: Randall would have just popped off three wooden blunted lengths of two foot planks traveling at roughly sixty six feet per second. Aimed to slam into John's general vicinity with what promised to be explosive wood shattering impact. More than likely to the degree of spraying dangerous shards and pointed chunks of 'two by four' into anyone unlucky enough to be in the immediate area.

profile Wrote:

> Love Tap: Randall can perform a punch that will physically send his opponent flying several meters (10 feet) from the transference of incredible strength translated into kinetic force. The blow itself does very little damage short of what's suffered during the tumble. > > [Cost: ▼/ Charge Time: 1-2 seconds (almost instant) / Cool Down: 3 posts]

Success of Failure: Randall would reset either fist in front of his face and begin to cautiously continue his advance on his opponent. It was fair to note that all this while, he was slowly forming a larger and larger red spot there underneath the flack jacket over his tank top. By all means he was bleeding, it was just that he had suffered far worse in the heat of battle. If John expected to ride a trickling nigh superficial wound to victory, he was going to be in for another rude awakening. Surely the realization of [Randall > Rock] was already jarring enough, but was that the end of the story of our match? Did he really just intend to skirt around for five to ten minutes until Tiny passed out from steady blood loss?

'what a drag...'

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MelonusHead 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; Drawn, and Equipped.)

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.

(Love tap: -1)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

Post Counter: #9

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

One could say that punching boards wasn't a fine art or anything like that; So when one sliced high and actually shot over board despite 'aiming' low to facilitate a more accurate spread- Tiny couldn't get too upset. The fact that he had hit anything at all was mildly impressive in itself. Not for anything regarding John, but solely for choosing such a out right strange tactic and yielding any results what so ever. If creativity was a area of scoring though, he was definitely getting marks there. All in all; the entirety of the motion of aiming and punching the base of the bundle had left Randall spread out in a position vaguely reminiscent of holding an invisible rifle. his left arm was outstretched with his right arm cocked back and re-poised almost as quickly as he could punch. Less noticeable in the commotion, was the fact that Randall's torso wound would literally spurt a large stream onto the deck's floor in response to the incredible transference generated in the motion of his punch. A punch's force is basically dictated by the movement used to deliver it, or more specifically the kinetic energy being generated by the body in the motion. The throwing and the halting of which was simply not good for open wounds.

There was no time to do more than wince at the fact though, because basically as soon as he re-coiled post 'wood plank buck shot'; a good sized stone was fired off at a blazing speed. Randall could only think to coil his left arm across his front defensively in the short window before impact... As if that was going to do shit. The force of the blow radiated with a brutal WHUD! of stone to the metal over lapping section of the bracer. The platelets of steel would all but flatten and break from their fastens under the duress of the impact. Where as the arm itself, even locked at Randall's tensest strongest formation; would basically snap into his position as the rock all but shattered his forearm. The succession of impact, and breaking bone caused more than a few of the spectators to gasp and cover their eyes. Where as Tiny himself had only made it to the top of the stairs to deliver his 'pay load' from earlier... So as it stood he was just cannon balled off the upper deck literally. Left to fly perhaps eight or so feet down where he impacted the lower deck... and caved through into the galley below.

There would be a all too comical Randall sized hole there on the lower deck. Leading to the kitchen, if anyone where to head down there to find out exactly where the man mountain had ended up below the main deck.

In the Galley~

Randall had landed unceremoniously atop a serving table with more than enough force to crush through the pans on top of it, through the table, and into the floor. Thankfully this level of the ship didn't give way under the weight of he and his new friend. Rockington. Or so he had decided to call the miniature boulder that was still sitting all too casually on his aching chest. Blood dribbled faster out of the wound that had been stretched and torn under the impact force. Where as Randall's left arm had basically been shattered for his trouble. At least his guts weren't liquefied and spilling out of his anus though right? You know? 'Gotta look on the bright side in these kinds of situations. Still, each shift and stretch of movement brought a new tweak of pain and soreness through out his massive vessel. This is the point where smarter individuals would say: "I'm bleeding from my face, torso, I can't feel my arm, and I think I might have a splinter directly in my left butt-cheek, as well as a pan up my ass... I'm calling it quits. This is a cap on the day. Just blow the whistle. Call it." But Randall wasn't smart enough to throw in the towel just yet. Even with his meaty brand new handy dandy jello arm weighing him down, he would already be hard at work trying to drag his heavy bleeding ass to those huge feet. Somewhere in the fall, he'd lost his steel knuckles, but in lieu of this; he was keeping a steady strong right hand's grasp on that large stone projectile. It had a good bit of weight to it actually? It might come in handy. This was his now. As far as Tiny was concerned. But only because he was stubbornly dead set on giving it back to the original owner two fold with his own twist on the pitch.

The only saving grace in all this for Randall was that he couldn't help but notice John had a few more stones up on the deck from earlier... Where as now they weren't quite in such a favorable position. Then again, neither was Tiny. Not to mention now he had to navigate this otherwise large ship to find his way back top side if his opponent didn't come hunting for him. Additionally this would give Randall a bit of a breather to collect his whits and perhaps adjust to the pain that was wracking his body en route. For whatever that was going to be worth. If anything, he probably wanted to keep his adrenaline high... Not that it was going down any time soon now that his body had a broken limb to flood his vessel over.

"Soon. Soon; I'll be in my pub, having a drink. Watching some other chump get used as a mop for the floor... Just a few more steps, and a couple punches... Just keep going big guy..."

The mental image of slamming one of those huge fists into John's smug face was better fuel for the fire than any pain though apparently.

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MelonusHead 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; Drawn, and Equipped.)

Cool Down Shat

Love Tap Cd: ❸

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.

(Stone Cannon Ball: +1)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [9-10] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

Post Counter: #10

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Randall was pleasantly unaware that his opponent had been forced to re-set his arm. Whether or not he suffered an actual dislocation, verses a separated shoulder was entirely up to the speculation of his own pain, but even if he did re-set it; that arm was not going to be anywhere near functional enough for combat. The ensuing swelling and bruising would all but ensure that much. Which apparently just sort of leveled them out to similar functionality. If not for for the fact that John could probably chuck stones with his mind. That was going to be something of a luxury in the situation. Where as Randall had made a single stop in the kitchen before exiting. It took him about ten or so seconds to tear through all the drawers while he left Rockington on the counter, but eventually he found the liquor cabinet. Luckily enough there wasn't just cooking Sherry in there. Randall managed to find himself one of those adorable dainty little bottles of liquor for personal boozing on the go. This one in particular was full of Bacardi 151. Tiny would break the safety seal but leave the cap on while tucking the object into one of the pockets on his flack jacket. The man mountain had to all but duck to make his way through the low set hallways of the ship. Even as he went, he was palming Rockington, and swaying his jello arm care free at his side. Each step caused the pressure of his dulled pain to sink deeper into his vessel. That of which merely felt like an unnerving buzzing that coursed the entire surface of his upper body at this point. Once out of the kitchen, he would be in the main hall. Even as he went he was wondering if he could be so lucky as to find what he was after. Sure enough though: At the base of the stairwell there was a shelf covered in keys and tools and pieces of equipment for the crew during their shifts. Including a pack of cigarettes with a lighter sitting gingerly atop. The smokes were of little interest. It was the Metal Zippo Lighter he was after. With that stuffed into his jeans pocket, he had a bit of a High School Special Plan B stashed away. That and Rockington of course whom was retrieved by that meaty right hand soon after being set down. Eventually Randall would begin to ascend, but only after being called out literally. Which made his emergence all the more dramatic.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> “Come on den, le’s finish dis.”

One could hear him long before they actually saw him ascending the stairs. Whether or not he would safely make it to the top was up to debate of course. Either way he wasn't going to waste this opportunity for some snarky banter.

"Careful what you wish for John. You never know what might come true."

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MelonusHead 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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

Love Tap Cd: ❷

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [9-10] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #11

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Randall had come up the stairs like a normal human being. Or fireman style; if you will. However due to his size; he hadn't fully finished coming up the stairs by the time he technically emerged. If you'll re-call Tiny is not so tiny, and you could see him by the time there was still four to five steps left. Granted he was moving upward, and probably only had one or two steps to go when John made the order: Release the Kraken stones!

MelonusHead Wrote:

> Tiny would be forced to utilize every trick he had available to survive this barrage, as the rocks flew towards him at almost eighty miles per hour, each threatening to strike him at the same time but on different sides of the middle of his torso or middle-back (depending on his position at the time).

Unfortunately Tiny's arsenal was actually very limited outside of his raw physical potential. He did have a technique in the back of his mind that was specifically designed for projectiles, however he had developed it with the purpose of handling energy projectiles. Masses of viscous supernatural juju that he wouldn't otherwise be able to interact with. Where as here and now: Bitch slapping one of these rocks was not going to make this situation better. In fact, the only reaction he had was actually not as daring as one might imagine. He'd basically mentally say: 'Fuck that', and took a rapid single step backwards off the stairs. Allowing him to drop back down to the lower level at the speed of gravity. By pushing off the formation itself, he would clear all the stairs on the way down. Where as the opening topside was large enough (just barely) to facilitate Randall not slamming his head on anything during the entirety of his hasty retreat. A thud of impact would divulge what had occurred, where as the man mountain would crumple down onto a single knee while Rockington slammed into the wooden planks of the floor. The reverberation was incredibly unforgiving on his jello arm and his torso hole; even if it was just his body rattling from a meager seven to eight feet of fall. As rapid as the rocks were encroaching, the man mountain would vanish just as rapidly. Like a wack-a-mole retreating into it's hole, for lack of a better analogy.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> If Tiny made to move with a burst of movement to either side, John would slam the rocks into each other mid-flight, causing them to rebound sharply and ensuring with a little adjustment that at least one of them remained on target.

I'm not entirely sure how much his maneuver counts as a 'burst of speed', so much as it was Tiny giving into a controlled fall back down the stairs. So if John could angle his mini-boulder's down the stair well, Than Tiny was going to have to get creative. If not, then perhaps he was free to start making his way top side again? Either way, he couldn't help but lament a certain realization that had just dawned on him. A nugget of truth rising over the peaks of Mt. Randall...

"I should get robot arms... If I had robot arms; this wouldn't be happening."

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Improvisational Equipment

50 Ml of Bacardi 151 (In his furthest right side vest pocket)

Zippo Metal Flip Lighter: Lighter Fluid fuel source (

not tested: But fully functional if not for the fact you have to strike the flint a few times if you're not used to the lighter itself.)

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

Love Tap Cd: ❶

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [9-10] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #12

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

At least, Randall had been thinking about climbing topside. But that was about when the impact struck the surface deck and sent out the most sickening crescendo of wood shattering. The man mountain would naturally shield his face as the dust and vibrations rolled past, divulging the fate he'd barely escaped. Where panic should have emerged, Tiny merely rose up fully to a standing position with his gaze cast down at the miniature boulder sitting there near his feet. 'The last stone?' That meaty right palm wrapped about Rockington while the man mountain began his ascent of the stairs once again. John presumably had more than enough time to make his way over. As noted previously however; Randall would emerge long before his final step. So presumably the cockney rock chucker would have the visual information to get the hell back when he realized he wasn't quite in place to hold down the high ground.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> He’d be able to get around the mast and look down on the staircase pretty easily, unless Tiny appeared at any point that’s where John would end up.

So one could presume that John's new best friend Mastington; was going to be providing cover when he couldn't quite make it over to the stair well in time to halt the emergence. Where as Randall and Rockington would be encroaching immediately upon reaching top side of the main deck. Notably the man mountain was lumbering at a fairly steady pace. Each step covered easily 3-4 feet, and despite his wounds: Randall still had a fire in his belly that you could roast a hot dog over. The whole while, the miniature boulder in his right hand was lifted up, gripped tightly in an upturned palm. Presumably 'cocked and ready' for whatever Randall had in mind. At least if we're going to give him the benefit of the doubt for thinking ahead... when in reality; That was probably too much credit.

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Improvisational Equipment

50 Ml of Bacardi 151 (In his furthest right side vest pocket)

Zippo Metal Flip Lighter: Lighter Fluid fuel source (

not tested: But fully functional if not for the fact you have to strike the flint a few times if you're not used to the lighter itself.)

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

Love Tap Cd: Available this post

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [7] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #13

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Randall was only slightly concerned when Rockington began to vibrate like an expensive sex toy. His meaty fingers only tightened, as John ducked behind the mast and proceeded to taunt the man mountain. As long as he was back there, Tiny would take a knee. Directly atop Rockington actually. So with the stone placed there underneath his own weight; it wasn't going anywhere. At least for the time being. **Not until after Tiny had deftly unclasped the pocket on his vest and dropped out the travel sized bottle of liquor. In a single motion he would lift the bottle to his mouth and literally retch the twist off cap with his teeth. Only so he could douse the miniature boulder's exposed front with the Bicardi 151 while spitting the plastic cap. No sooner had he done this, than he would discard the empty bottle before retrieving the lighter from his jeans front pocket. It would take a few strikes from his massive fumbling fingers to get the flame going; but assuming he didn't get bum rushed during the preparation: Randall intended fully to give Rockington back to John. Because as soon as he got the Zippo started, a swift succession of movement would occur. Firstly, Tiny would stand up and release the rock from his grasp. Secondly he would toe punt the object forward with enough force to send it bouncing over the deck. Nothing excessive, just a quick sharp punt of the under side of his toe to the object. Thirdly, he would reach out and drop the lighter into the trajectory. Slamming the projectile through the object to ignite the whole mess as John 'reeled' it in with his 'Earthly magnetism'.**

In the end, their short lived blossoming friendship was just that... A rose caught in early bloom, but destined to wither swiftly in the coming harsh seasons. There was a time not so long ago when Randall had thought that Rockington had value beyond a meager stone. He felt as though, perhaps this rock was destined for great things. Perhaps a single little mini-boulder could change the future? Yet in the end, Rockington like so many others was seduced by promises of easy power. He was listening to the shadowy whispers. You could see it in his eyes! He was turning back to the dark side: And ultimately there just no saving him. There was almost a tear in Randall's eye as he inwardly said goodbye forever to his rock cub in the most painful way possible.

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The one added bonus to all of this would be an easily over looked one. There was a large pile of rope attached to a length that wrapped around and up the mast John was using for cover. **If all went according to plan, A Flaming Rockington would roll right over that pile en route to his 'Dark Master'. Not to mention all the wood shards and saw dust top side that would catch flame in transit.** In the end though, Randall wasn't expecting much out of his make shift distraction in the way of damage. *He was more interested in rushing over to the hammer that had been deflected earlier. He had only spotted it out of the corner of his eye upon coming top side for the second time. That of which had been flung in the ruckus to slam into the furthest starboard side of the ship. Hopefully John would be a little too per-occupied dealing with the effects of wrangling in the stray flaming boulder to give Tiny much contest in snatching up that hammer.

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Improvisational Equipment

50 Ml of Bacardi 151 (In his furthest right side vest pocket)

Zippo Metal Flip Lighter: Lighter Fluid fuel source (

not tested: But fully functional if not for the fact you have to strike the flint a few times if you're not used to the lighter itself.)

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [6] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #14*

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Of course, one couldn't count on Randall to be smarter than your average dish rag. As demonstrated when his plan barely caught shit on fire along the way en route. Over all the entirety of his tactic translated to something of a bad high school prank if not for a few fleeting points of flaring saw dust caught underneath the rolling fire. Granted, it did seem to throw John long enough for Tiny to tromp on over to the hammer near the starboard side. By now, he was beginning to feel the overwhelming pressure that slowly dug further and further through the numbness of his injuries. The shards and breaks of bone shifting and digging around inside with each rushed movement.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> He hovered before John, hissing and smoking from mistreatment. One could almost hear an intense ‘Noooo!’ from the rock as it span and span, challenging Tiny to race for the hammer. Would he reach it in time?

One could assume that Randall might make his way over by the time that John was lining up the smoldering angry Darth Rockington. However, due to the hole in his side, Tiny wasn't going to be bending over and snatching up anything with any measurement of quickness. But as far as painful jittery robotic movements go, he would attempt to heft up that hammer if he managed to make his way over to it unobstructed. The whole while, it wasn't amazingly difficult to split his attention between his opponent, and the tool he was striving to reach.

[Ooc: At first I was afraid we weren't going to have a good time: but I'm glad I was mistaken.]

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Improvisational Equipment

50 Ml of Bacardi 151 (In his furthest right side vest pocket)

Zippo Metal Flip Lighter: Lighter Fluid fuel source (

not tested: But fully functional if not for the fact you have to strike the flint a few times if you're not used to the lighter itself.)

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [6] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #14

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

"Well, there's- no rest for the wicked John."

The pause in his statement accented the massive form bending over and snatching up that hammer. All the while, Tiny had his visual attention cast over to his opponent. Randall was just going to have pretend this hammer was Luke Deckbanger. Not the sharpest, but the true chosen tool. The one who would bring balance to the shed.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> Darth Rockington screamed forth with revenge on his non-existent mind, skittering through the air from its starting position at just four feet high. John was blessed with a fortuitous angle on his burly foe in this, as the rock dipped low and then rose at the last moment, effectively driving upwards towards Tiny’s mid-section.

No sooner had Tiny reached an upright position than Darth Rockington was released at an incredible pace of one hundred feet per second. Not unlike a major league batter; Randall would have to gauge the trajectory, react nigh instantly, and provide the proper timing and form to counter act the projectile as it sunk in slightly slower than your average fast ball. **You've never seen a wounded man mountain move as swiftly as Randall did when he torqued a horizontal left to right swing into the projectile. Luke Deckbanger may not have been the actual chosen one, but his solid steel form would be more than sufficient in slamming the stone away from Randall's position. In doing so, Tiny' own position would shift appropriately to slam off the railing with the minimal force that he couldn't deflect. Mostly because unlike a major league batter, Tiny's footing was no where near as appropriately placed, and his striking implement was much much smaller. So he was going to suffer some back lash from the impact.**

The orb of stone itself would find a large chunk of the hammer to surface impact area ripped out of it's composition. Ultimately altering it's weight and spin from being clipped with such force. All in all this translated to an ungraceful 'pop fly' of sorts for the remaining chunk of Darth Rockington. That of which would ultimately plop into the river over board the port side. Assuming John didn't draw it back to himself with his Earthly Magnetism? Meanwhile, Randall was going to have a strained expression painted over his face while he pushed his bum off the railing, and began lumbering toward John's position. Absorbing the impact of the blow through his arm had been fine, but the reverberation of the force radiating through his skeletal structure was bothersome. Not to mention, the twisting motion that literally rubbed his wound against itself. His jello arm was starting to feel more like it was full of sleeping hornets at this point. Hornets that were waking up slowly; if he had to guess...Where as the hole in his gut was becoming all too noticeable with each shift and rip that stretched the damage further.

'Fuck me, pick up the pace Randall.'

Tiny had been through enough adventure to know his limits, even if he was barely prepared to accept them personally. Either way: he'd still have Luke Deckbanger wrapped tightly by the rubberized handle in his white knuckle grasp; rip roaring and ready for the revenge of the Sith. Where as the man mountain himself knew that if he didn't dig down deep to try and find his forth wind: he was going to be cashing out much sooner than he would have liked.

[I don't think I can throw in any more star wars references. Not without making even loooonger stretches. but I'll be damned if I'm not going to try.]

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Improvisational Equipment

50 Ml of Bacardi 151 (In his furthest right side vest pocket)

Zippo Metal Flip Lighter: Lighter Fluid fuel source (

not tested: But fully functional if not for the fact you have to strike the flint a few times if you're not used to the lighter itself.)

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

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.

(Darth Rockington's Revenge: +1]

Fervor Point Pool: ▼▼▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [5] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #15

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Randall had no more playful banter for John. He'd already said enough, and now it was time to conserve his remaining energy to be poured out into the up coming endeavors. In other words: It was time for Maximum Effort. Regarding the event's coordinators: They only expected their participants to get a bit more creative than your average ruffian. Randall had perfectly good and viable: Ribs, joints, a bladder, a spleen, forehead temples, a back of his head, a throat, tendons, pressure points, and all sorts of little nooks and crannies on his otherwise well toned vessel that could provide meaningful damage. Even, if an other wise totally mundane competitor knew Where and How to strike them. All John had to do was try, ultimately. Hell, even when he wasn't trying: He had still managed to stick a fairly relevant deep gash into Randall's side. Clearly the young man had just psyched himself out regarding Randall's size, when clearly he could fair just fine in melee combat. There would be no hammer chucking at this point. Not until they were on something of even footing at least. As it stood though, John had the reach with is cane. Even slung over his shoulder in such an unassuming manner; Tiny couldn't help but believe that the length of stone was more than likely the young man's main implement for combat. When Randall would have otherwise squared off with John, the cockney thief took off at a break neck speed. Which was probably hell for his arm as it bounced around with his movement. Even the shifts of stone on his good shoulder were probably translating some form of pain into his bad one. 'Much less when he hopped up onto the elevated structure and swung out his cane in an attempt to clothes line the man mountain with extreme prejudice in passing.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> If Tiny came at him he’d be in a perfect position to slide the crook off his shoulder and slice out the hook in a horizontal slash at near full extension directly at the bigger man’s head.

Randall would indeed 'come at him', though not idly. Even as both parties neared for the exchange, Tiny was raising his right arm angled across his front while halting his movement and sliding his footing out. He was lowering his center of gravity, creating leverage for his swing to help compensate for his weakened state. In doing so, the hammer was brought up in preparation for a strike against his opponent. Except at the last moment: John flung that damn cane off his shoulder, forcing Randall to re-think his trajectory even as it lashed out to intercept.

DACK!

The sound of metal on stone erupted as the hammer's back side hooks slammed down into the cane and slid across it's length. This is where things got wonky though.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> However, he didn’t plan to stop running, he planned to get all the way to the end in a sort of zig-zagging half crouch, stepping off at an extreme angle to avoid any thrown hammers at the last second while he slid the cane down his back for some extra defence.

Randall would even put a bit of torque into his swing, throwing his body's full weight against the object. Assuming the weapon had the solidity and resilience to damage Randall's skull without shattering; the structure's integrity would more than likely hold up against a short hammer fall's pressure. This would serve in keeping the dangerous blunt force damage away from Tiny's face, while simultaneously adding a strange side effect to the chain of events. John was intent on continuing forward. Rather he was already engaged in the action of doing so. Where as Randall would catch the length of the cane and follow through with as much of his strength that physically remained.

One of two things would happen in the back lash of the meeting tugging forces. A. John would lose his cane by the sheer token of over powering his own finger strength with the momentum of his forward motion. B. John would maintain his grip and literally throw his own feet out from under himself when Tiny's weight anchored and halted his forward motion. Of course this all pivoted on the part of the equation where: John's cane crook didn't break from catching on Randall's hammer hook. Fair to note. So if all went chaotically as predicted; both fighters would all but slam into each other for a brief moment before all momentum ceased all too abruptly. Either way, Tiny was going to probably be hurting from settling the force of connection; since he was arguably worse for wear and using a smaller tool. Even if he did manage to keep a 'lights out' blow off his skull for the time being. **Less noticeably during all of this was a strange contortion of the air that was occurring around Tiny's right fist. Even with the hammer in grip, there appeared to be wafting coils of intense heat coursing out of the pores of his flesh. As if his sheer muscle tension were putting off heat; if such a thing were possible. The same strange side effects that occurred previous to his last used Hatsu. Though John may have been a bit too preoccupied with his stones at the time to notice the side-effects pre-plank-buck-shot.**

Whether he noticed or not: it seemed that Tiny had been drawing in his focus and preparing something nasty for John.

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Abilities: [Sonic Fist: Charging]

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; Lost)

Cool Down Shat

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 Clash: +1)

Fervor Point Pool: ▼▼▼▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [4] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #16

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

Randall's tremendous pool of unnatural stamina had been draining this whole while from exertion over blood loss. However, to say he was going to pass out in two minutes flat was just ambitious at best. The wound he'd suffered constituted five minutes perhaps, if the sole blood loss was the culprit of his unconsciousness. As it stood the man mountain was basically pushing on through his injuries off sheer grit and experience. If he had just sat still and done nothing to exacerbate the issue: he probably could have bled for longer even. As it stood though, Tiny's real issue was the fact that his shattered left forearm was slowly gaining feeling. The real problem with damage to the functionality of the body in a fight isn't the fact that you have to 'not move the area' to carry on. It's the fact that 'moving any part of your body functionally for combat: Translates to kinetic energy passing through the damaged areas. No matter what you do.' Tiny was only blessed to the degree of being best friends with his pain. That was a sheer side effect of being stupid and getting hurt often though, so it was hardly something to be proud of. Not only that, but his body was literally pushing just above the line that marks the mundane mortal thresh hold. To the degree that he could survive things unheard of to mere mortals, as demonstrated thus far in this fight.

However: impact and sheering off the cane's hook wouldn't translate as much force into his body if he didn't have to deal with anchoring the entirety of John's momentum. It would however tug him to follow the motion as the hook snapped off entirely. If not for the angle of Tiny's swing and the fact that the flat of the hammer's head would ultimately be the first surface impacted post break: the hook may have followed it's original trajectory on toward his face. But within a sheering motion after the hammer slid over the length and down the cane, it was basically ensured that the that detached portion would be swept well out of range. However; this wouldn't save Randall from getting peppered by annoying fragments in the aftermath. In the end: the hook's haft missed his head by quite a bit in the ensuing chaos of their interaction. Which barely left any room for John to flee; at least not without Tiny tromping off down the deck hot on his heels by no more than teen feet. Which to the giant's stride, was literally meager steps. All along the way, Randall's right hand smoldered and cookedthe air as his sonic fist slowly welled into existence. Also; I know I said we were done throwing hammers but... I lied.

MelonusHead Wrote:

> Upon clearing twenty feet from the man, assuming he wasn’t chasing him all the way which he’d obviously hear, John would be ready to spin suddenly and face Tiny, rock rising around him under his telekinetic control. The fight had been going on at least a minute and a half by now, blood loss would soon be taking effect and the finish should be pretty easy to come by.

Even as John turned to gauge the situation he was probably well aware that Randall had breached the ten foot gap between them in tow. He was quickly making his way past the seven foot breach even with his following step. What John may not have been aware of though, was that before he could fully turn around to square off: Randall had sucked up the pain of the chase enough so he could fling the hammer dead center of John's mass with fairly relevant force. Aimed for the solar plexus if he could hit a favorable target. Which was arguable in his state, and the current conditions.

Success, or failure: Randall would re-cock that cooking fist in front of his face as quick as his waning strength would allow. Which was arguably much slower than he would have liked. How much longer he could press on and put up a fight was definitely up for debate, just not if you wanted to debate it with Randall himself. Not that the officials would call the match just for that... Plenty of people were going to get their asses kicked, but it's not the officials job to throw in the towel. Mostly because the match isn't over until it's over.

[Ooc: Edited.]

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Abilities: [Sonic Fist: Charged]

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; Lost)

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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:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [3] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #17

Randall 'Tiny' Smalls

[Location: Kharessan Docks/ Specifics: Main trade ship/ Company: John, spectators, and Rockington.]

[Spoiler Warning. One punch Manga's shots are used in this post. You've been warned.

Additionally: If there's one thing I'll do, it's own up to my mistakes. Always. It's come to my attention that I read 30 fps as 30 mph when I was angry and going over my profile yesterday. Despite being angry, that's no excuse. However, being human is. Which I am. You don't need to forgive me. It doesn't bother me that much. We all make mistakes even when we're in a good mind frame.]

Despite what a sprint speed implies, one needn't discount the massive stride of a giant to pretend that his pursuit was worthless. Less they discover the hard way, that it was not. Granted, John would still gain that aforementioned gap of ten feet from where he could whirl about if he wanted to. Presumably to cast his spell? Which was what Randall had intended to interrupt by swinging a hammer into his knee before he had the chance to gauge his target. So would he wait for John to stop? Yes. Would he wait for him to start turning or preparing his cane for deflection? No. Would he stop moving forward despite how much it hurt to torque his body into whipping that hammer into John's position? Not really. However we're overlooking one fatal factor here that seems to be underestimated.

John was a Cockney thief right? The reason Randall was still shucking and jiving was because he was built Ford Tough. Endurance and resilience were his key attributes, where as his ungodly striking potential was just what he'd trained his over-sized form to do for what seemed like a life time now. In other words, even weakened as he was; it was safe to presume Tiny was generating much more physical force than John was capable of deflecting one armed, wounded, and while utilizing such a small implement? And all of this wasn't even accounting for the fact that he seemed to have the visual information regarding the hammer strike coming in, long before he even had a chance to turn around and assess the situation... But what the hell! Let's just pretend he has dare devil awareness, and that's not an issue! Would he then be able to absorb the kinetic force from the hammer in his single arm with a short length of hardened thin presumably much lighter granite? Or would he attempt to deflect the object, only to feel the re-coil reach up through his arm, into his shoulders, causing him to wince naturally like the agile light weight fighter he is: Only so he could eat a bone shattering steel hammer blow to his knee regardless? Hell maybe he'd bash himself in the knee with his own cane? Either way it would seem more likely he never had the strength or positioning to perform this feet of outright deflecting the hammer to begin with...Besides: Wasn't he prepping a spell or something? Or was he casting it? Fuck it. We'll just roll with it, and assume he's got the relative dexterity+Reaction time of Agent Smith all hot and bothered for Neo's sweet sweet ass...

See: Wonky bullshit isn't fun to deal with after the fact? Is it? But go ahead and explain that "Mr. I like to doubt every counter action provided." Which is funny because you were playing with "Mr. I'm going to roll with it and try to provide a good match regardless." Or at least up until now. Because now. School is in session. This is "Mr. Time To Fail You, Because you Failed to Do Your Own Homework on the Situation."

What really sucked for John, was that regardless what he did about that Hammer: Randall had never stopped moving, albeit there was nothing graceful about his clumsy heated march onward to his pre-occupied opponent. The stones posed very little threat to him as they hovered at the ready. But let's take a quick pause. Because: SCIENCE LESSON TIME!

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Blue Ranger Google Wrote:

> on Human Bone Density > > A cubic inch of bone can in principle bear a load of 19,000 lbs. (8,626 kg) or more — roughly the weight of five standard pickup trucks — making it about four times as strong as concrete. Still, whether or not bone actually withstands such loads depends heavily on how quickly force is delivered. > > [It's fair to note this answer is from 2010. Maybe nothing has changed? Go figure.]

HOLY SHIT! That's really tough if Google isn't a dirty liar. Well? Randall's bones are probably twice the size of your average human if you want to get technical here? Right?... Not to mention a life spent punching and battering the shit out of hard objects created a very fascinating but factual biological phenomenon in his mundane mortal bones. It's called Calcification. You see, the process of constantly battering incredibly hard objects with utter disregard for safety; such as brick walls, demons, robots, armored opponents, skulls, and dragons- your knuckles and striking surfaces fracture each and every time. However, when these fractures heal (The human body is an incredible thing isn't it?); they remold the shape of the damaged surface with thicker malformed calcium mass. In other words: After twenty something years of going hand to hand and bludgeoning the utter living shit out of things much harder than humans, Randall had achieved a very common status among martial artist. His striking surfaces felt more like steel hammers than squishy mortal limbs. Another fun fact about this condition: It is a totally common mortal enhancement that you'll see utilized by mundane martial artists today, without even trying. That is striking much harder surfaces to build up the resilience of the striking surface through the constant break down and build up of that area. The fists, the top of the feet, the heels, the palms, the elbows, the shins, the knees, and even forearms in some cases. Meaning it didn't need to be outlined in Randall's profile to be part of his kit. Because his fists were very much conditioned to these standards by the sheer token of his martial arts background. So what does this all mean?1? Randall's bones and striking surfaces are actually probably closer to [4 1/2x] harder than treated every day on the side walk concrete... Which is probably much higher quality, yielding better over all impact resilience than what John is offering here on the fly... Or at least we would know if he outlined anything in more detail other than: I throw rocks, all the rocks.

Now this leads me to the relevance of this quick science lesson regarding martial arts, and the human body. Because, John was lobbing compacted (but not resilience enhanced) chunks of granite, albeit at high speeds. Whatever diameter they were, they were presumably much smaller than Randall. While normally this could be incredibly dangerous to mortals... To a man mountain who could keep on kicking after all this punishment? Do you think a 22. pistol would slow down an angry gorilla who wants to pay you back for flinging shit at him? If you did, you'd be a very fucked individual. How John even managed to shatter Randall's arm earlier was an utter mystery if Tiny had the cognizance to ponder on the facts that he was actually denser and more resilient than Rockington. Over all. Literally...

MelonusHead Wrote:

> Presuming Tiny had still waited until he turned to throw his hammer, rather than trying to hit him while he was moving rapidly, this was when John would be threatened. Or not so much, as he hardened what remained of the cane mockingly as he span around, battering the hammer he was completely expecting out of the air with about as much ease as Tiny had stopped both his own attacks. His hand ached as the rock shook from the impact and the hammer was deflected past his right side (the side he had turned in) even as he landed and properly faced the lumbering giant.

Or rather, He was already poised and ready to converge on his opponent when he turned about to alter his cane, and deflect the hammer he shouldn't have been able to see and ready for. Where as this was when Randall suddenly blitzed John with his final burst of strength. The cockney thief should have shot that spell off sooner, because it only took two mighty thumping steps to rapidly close that gap between them. Even as John shifted to attempt to deal with the force of the hammer, Randall's shadow crawled over his position as the man Mountain himself loomed into range. He could cover something like seven to eight feet with his massive four foot stride after all. And with those gorilla arms, his actual reach was closer to three and a half feet. The best (or worst) part: was that his right fist was cocked and ready, smoldering with his spell prep, and more than likely intent to fire off an incredibly fast unforgiving punch. One that presumably would happen before John ever got around to his spell cast or settling his counter action. (however it all played out?)

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This left no time to react to the man mountain when he came down with the utter fury of a dump truck full of nitro glycerin flung out of a sharknado. The sound of a Mosen Nagant would go off in their vicinity as John's world blotted out underneath the incredible mass of that rapidly encroaching fist. With sight gone, and hearing gone: John was literally left with that horrible image and the reality of the ensuing events. That was, he wasn't going to be able to escape this blow.

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The ringing in both their ears would last for five to six seconds (One post) tops, where as the mark that fist was going to leave post-impact might even succeed a few of his generations... Hit or miss for the punch itself: John and the stones between them were being converged upon by a downward trajectory despite the fact that they were squared off. In other words; by the sheer token of their respective sizes: Randall was punching downward because he was much larger and he had to. So the whole mess, hammer, John, Jagged dangerous sharp cane, Stones, and all would get swept up in the wake of the ensuing kinetic force that launched off that all too rapid punch. As noted in a previous fight, Randall could be estimated to possess roughly the equivalent striking power of the fictional character Ivan Drago. 1400 foot pounds per punch. Which wasn't really accounting for the fact that Randall probably actually had a much larger fist and by that token; more weight behind his strike. Or if you need a real world comparison: that would be 200 more foot pounds than one of the hardest recorded punches delivered by Heavy Weight Mike Tyson, clocking in at 1200 foot pounds. Sonic Fist was double Randall's normal striking potential. So where it would translate to something like 2800 foot pounds normally, here and now; we'll say it's severely dampened in force due to Tiny's injuries, where as the speed is retained to some degree off the actual 'supernatural effects' of the ability. (The shock wave being created) So while this particular blow only carried 1800 foot pounds (Still quite respectable despite being a fraction of the potential force), it was still traveling at something like sixty miles per hour, or eighty eight feet per second. Easily out racing the fastest, and out weighing the heaviest punches recorded thus far by man. Which I guess for a wounded meta-human was probably not unheard of, or even impressive when achieved by spell. The sound going off was his bones clacking and cracking against their appropriate sockets and housings. 'Screaming out their discontent with not simply dislodging when his muscles pulled them taught to the strenuous task of delivering the uncanny force of the focus retained in that fist. The shock wave that erupted off the punch itself aimed through the stones (if they were hovering that high) and into John's mouth at a downward angle ultimately, should actual connection occur. Regardless of physical impact with the blow; the punch would create an expanding outward cone of force that spanned four by four feet while stretching out from the fullest extension of the punch for up to five feet. Angled downward with enough force to full on slam the whole mess into John's position; before being carried on a crash course through all the decks of the ship and down into the river below. A side effect due to the weight of the whole kit and kaboodle that normally would have only been flung ten feet in distance... Where as John might find he would sink like a stone in the water, literally. This was presuming he was heavier (Check?) and more resilient (Check?) than your average person... Or at least that much I have to assume? But based on what we've seen, I'd say it's a safe assumption right?

Randall's 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.

Randall's Profile Wrote:

> 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]

MelonusHead Wrote:

> With no objects to defend himself, and a ten foot gap to cover before he could even reach John, it was the perfect time to end him. Rock screamed in from either side of John at almost 70mph, plunging directly into the man’s path directly at his face, neck and chest respectively. The Brit no longer really cared if he had to kill him to end the fight, he’d done more than enough to end it non-lethally.

To think Randall was going to sit idly while John dealt with the hammer was folly. The whole point of the hammer was to distract him from doing whatever he had in mind for those damned living rocks. So mission accomplished. Where as now John might not really have a chance to re-think his issues as he found a veritable monster truck of force slamming him down through the entirety of the ship along with what was left of his arsenal. Where the ring out ten count would occur, assuming he couldn't turn into agent smith and; "Dodge this".

Cue that [Theme Music](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rO9TjrYDq_A) to accent the bad-assery of this particular turn around in what had up until now: Seemed to be a totally one sided match. Where as The man mountain with the smoldering fist would be left teetering precariously over the massive hole he'd created no more than two or so feet away from his position. His vision would be thinning, and his world rocking back and forth. Yet his center of gravity was low, and he still managed to stand. John McClane would have been proud to see the grit being displayed by this motley adventurer here and now. At this point, Randall couldn't even totally stand up straight, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to push himself to reach as far into that rigid stature as possible. Regardless of the suffering it brought. Performing Sonic Fist while wounded was actually an incredibly bad idea. As demonstrated by the fact that Randall seemed barely able to keep it together at this point. In fake tv wrestling terms: He was reeling. He wasn't about to topple, but he was definitely feeling the fatigue of having spent almost the entirety of his stamina.

[Tl;Dr: U got Wrekt M8. Gg.]

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MelonusHead Wrote:

Combat Info

Abilities: [Sonic Fist: Prepped pre-hammer strike a while back. Discharged this turn pre-spell cast to interrupt while he's dealing with the hammer. (Btw this accounts for him just deflecting the hammer as he originally wrote it, but I figured I'd give him a hard time about it since that's the kind of game we're playing here apparently.)]

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; Lost)

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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.

[Sonic Fist: -3]

Fervor Point Pool: ▼

Damage Taken:

A smalldeep stab (approximately five inches) to the left most side of his abs (Probably leaking steadily. Will impede core motion/ potential striking force)

[The stab has been stressed from impact force, and has torn further. Bleeding slightly faster. This would be the difference between passing out in seven minutes, as appose to ten, and that's assuming the best. (things don't get worse while Randall keeps pushing himself.)]

[Also: Armor Detriment: Punched a hole clean through the chainmail on the left side, near his abs.]

Shallow slice to his cheek. Lightly bleeding.

Fat Bruise: To his left pectoral. Incredibly tender to the touch, Probably stinging deeply with each movement.

[Shattered] Radius and Ulna of the left forearm. (Basically unusable from the elbow down, and impact against the arm/shoulder is going to be intensely painful in less than a few minutes. [I'd say after [3] posts his adrenaline is just not going to be able to mask this kind of damage.])

Fat Bruise dead center of his chest. (Stone Cannon Ball sized)

[Also Left forearm Bracer is missing the metal platelets. Not that it matters. xp]

Post Counter: #18

The Thunder Tyrant Wrote:

> At this point, being that this is the third judge call for a single fight, my call is going to consist of: > > > > 1. Cap the fight at the current post, even if it hasn't reached the maximum number. Let the fight go in-active. There won't be any timing cards, because the fight will be considered "over." I can make a cap-post myself just sure I don't somehow forget. > > > > And.. that's pretty much it. If people can't have a good fight to the extent that every few posts there's an issue, then the best thing to do at this point is just to stop the fight and let it be judged as is, instead of (potentially) digging yourselves a deeper hole in your scores. The fight has nearly reached the end point, and it's clear that it's not going anywhere for any number of reasons, so in the best interest of your time and mine, the two of you should go about the rest of your heat matches and leave the fight as is for me to grade.