HoH season 08. Source: valucre.net static Gaia dump.
TRAIN CART
Hey, remember that train cart that got completely trashed last year? Guess what? You get to fight on it while it speeds down the tracks!
Terrain
General - The busted up train cart has holes, broken windows, seats removed, scorch marks, and metal bars bent up. Oh, and not only that, but this clustered mess is also all confined in a nice tight linear space.
Weapons - None.
Bonus Effects - Throwing an opponent off of the train as it speeds away constitutes a ringout.
Damon slowly trudged up towards the battered wreckage of the Train, yawning softly and adjusting the sword and shield on his back with his right hand, adjusting the sword at his hip with his left." Well....this is a drag...no one's here yet." He muttered, sounding incredibly tired, the dark bags under his eyes revealing just how little sleep he had gotten. The human glanced around slowly, his face still just tired, despite the fact that his team wasn't there yet. Well, maybe he could catch some sleep while he waited, right? Damion broke into a smile then, dropping down onto his butt and pulling his knees up, forehead resting against them as his eyes closed. Just a short nap, to be broken by the splat of birdshit not three feet away. " I hate birds." He grumbled.
Ryugi was the next of his team to arrive. Only Rae had yet to show up. Either way, he looked around and awaited the arrival of his other team mate, and the opposing team.
((If its all the same to you Savoki, I'd like to fight the big lizard guy, Hono can fight you, and Damion can fight Korso. If you have any objections, just send me a PM with what you'd like.
On a side note, I work tomorrow 12 Noon - 8PM PST))
The corroding aura that lingered into the atmosphere was literally plagued by the dark clothed fighter that paced slowly within the train where the first round of Heaven or Hell would occur. Already placid in his movements , that wouldn't compare to the pupils of the dark priest that were filled with excitement and bloodlust.
Wearing that jacket concealed many of the items he possess for this entire battle , yet honestly he was looking forward towards such an destructive battle in such a fitting arena which was quite known throughout the years in Heaven or Hell.
Lighting up a cigar he began to remove that sluggish 7ft cross that was always in his grasp , removing it slowly from his firm body. Vigilant at the moment he would be pumped up as he already was powering himself up per say , channeling energy throughout his whole body while waiting.
Eternal Dirge Wrote:Damon slowly trudged up towards the battered wreckage of the Train, yawning softly and adjusting the sword and shield on his back with his right hand, adjusting the sword at his hip with his left." Well....this is a drag...no one's here yet." He muttered, sounding incredibly tired, the dark bags under his eyes revealing just how little sleep he had gotten. The human glanced around slowly, his face still just tired, despite the fact that his team wasn't there yet. Well, maybe he could catch some sleep while he waited, right? Damion broke into a smile then, dropping down onto his butt and pulling his knees up, forehead resting against them as his eyes closed. Just a short nap, to be broken by the splat of bird s**t not three feet away. " I hate birds." He grumbled.
"Ya, well I'm not to fond of you either..." Rae... was short for Raven, and the black and red haired lady was apparently just as grumpy as Damion 
"Watch these for me..." She dropped pair of dark shades in his lap and a big fluffy white coat over his head, since he was still curled up as she started towards the train cart.
Her long hair was all wrapped up in a cornet of braids again, little bits of sharp edged crystals woven through the braids to discourage anyone from thinking all that hair would make a good hand hold. She was dressed all in blue today, the coat having been left behind to reveal a tight blue leather corset that showed off more of her cleavage than it actually hid, but the top was designed to be tight enough to allow her to move and yet not spill her boobs out at the wrong moment 
She was wearing a matching pair of leather short shorts, and thigh high boots, all in all it was definitely a good stripper outfit, and Rae was a bit short for it but she could pull it off perfectly when she smiled and batted her long red eyelashes that framed her strange chaotic orange eyes. The only thing that made the entire outfit look a little strange was the long Katana still in it's sheath, held in her right hand. Even her fingerless gloves had been dyed blue to match, the metal plates ringing her wrists looking like shiny bracelets, the shine matched the hilts of the two daggers poking up from the tops of her boots.
Darious was trying to hide his weapons, but Rae's were all out in the open, and the biggest weapon she had was the sweet smile on her face as she hopped up onto the back of the wrecked train and leaned in against the door frame. "Wow, are you really the leader of team Nightmare?"
WHAM!
A calm lone man would shift his way through the wreckage that brought a slight frown upon his face. He was a man of peace, he had seen too much destruction and amongst the silence he knelt down gently, his hand touching a scorch mark and the memories still remained in this battered Train. He could feel the anger, the pain, the end of men and all the suffering was still fresh even though a long time had passed and now he would be given a chance to leave his memories here.
His lifted his strong 6,2 frame noting the narrow spaces as a good sign that that he would have to be creative with his attacks here, but at the same time it would channel his target right towards him......perfect.
To describe Gruul Skanovavich is simple as a man, he was tall very well built, wore a Black and Blue tattered Karate Gi, deep hazel eyes with a stern face and a strong set of leather fingerless gloves. He wore plated sandals and a single black belt to tie it all together but it was an odd aura about him that brought people concern. Sadness, sorrow and misery seem to float about him like a bad habit but even in this drowning pool of pain and agony he always had the strength to swim.
Now all he had to do was find his target.....
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
The door way to the train cart would become filled with a large shadow. A second later a figure would fill the door way, just as large and frightening as his shadow. Ken would have to lower his head and pull in his shoulders just to step in.
Ken held his sledge hammer in his right hand, his machete belted to his left hip. A bit of drool would come from the side of his mouth as he would stand behind his team mates, watching and waiting as the air filled with static so palpable you could taste it.
" I don't do laundry...." Damion muttered as he stood up, carrying the coat and glasses anyways as he followed after Rae, hearing the movements of the other members of Team Nightmare carried on the wind." Sounds like the party's ready to start...." He said, glancing up at the priest and arching an eyebrow. What was with black today? He glanced down the train, spotting Gruul and nodding alittle before glancing at Ken, his jaw dropping alittle before his face took on a look of disgust." Ok, that's just wrong...." He said, " Least you could do is wipe your mouth big guy."
Impervious towards his adversity's charm he remained rather placid although things weren't ever as they appeared. He was too license near the presense of everyone , having a sagacious yet typically cold appearance whenever confronted by anyone in particular. Yearning to enter combat he wouldn't become too vulgar and instead answer her very question.
" Yes I am miss. I'm Darious Kaiq the captain of this very team. As towards the exact reason your in my sight dunno , but overall I take it your my formiable opponent thats apart of Team Pheonix. None the less lets see if your as deadly as gorgeous."
Stated the cruel warrior as he was preparing himself for combat.Nodding to represent his approval on he was ready to get ready , he was now he activating the Satanism Release state that requires the deadly energy that flows within him freely. Smiling he was giving his foe the chance , focus entirely on the technique that was now going to linger its bizarre head around in the open.
This techniques relys on his Sakari energy for the primary focus the ominous Satanism Release state. During this time the 7 Abilities are Open to him slowly being completely channeled for every two turns. Blessed with this unholy source of power this Minister can possibly literally unleash hell on Earth with these mighty techniques It takes two turn alone and another two to begin the process. This is channeled with a good amount of energy to conduct it.
Sakari Energy 100,000
7 Sins of Hell Active: 20,000 SE points needed to make active
1/17
Gruul wanted his fight separate from the rest and in that desire he finally spoke as he looked towards the group and waited for his particular opponent to arrive to him. Darious was fighting the women, Omega was fighting some other man and so the question was who would he be throwing punches at and who would be trying to hurt him? He breathed gently as he waited and the air around him turned stone cold and void of anything that was living.....he was...an odd man.....
"So......who is mine?"
" I think I'm supposed to fight someone named Korso but....he doesn't seem to be here." Damion said, glancing around just to make sure and shrugging. He hurried to get away from the two combatants, standing on the train but as far from them as he could be in the cart they were in. " So if he doesn't show up soon, it'll be you and me." He said, not to far away from Gruul now. He didn't want to be anywhere near the drooling man. Bad things portend to those who drool.
Gruul stared at the hand for a moment a tad confused before recognizing it as a friendly gesture and returned it with a firm handshake, his stern face nodding as he stayed calm and ready.
"Yes Gruul Skanovavich, pleasure to meet you, please excuse me for a moment."
As having now addressed his target Gruul would perform a slight ritual he always did by taking a few steps back and dropping on his knees, his arms slacking back as the shirt of his Gi fell back like a waterfall of cloth and cotton. His thick skin revealing hundreds of scars on his body from all the beatings, whips, and brands. The most noticeable of the marks was an upside down cross branded on his left peck and the name Lilly branded on his right peck. While on his knees he began a gentle prayer that he half whispered in some strange tongue but the last part was English and if Damion cared to listen he would hear the following.
"Father give us strength and mother guide us with your gentle winds, I'll make you proud Lilly I promise Amen"
His sharply cut and toned figure had a lot of scars for one man, many of them brands, some sort of words in another language, some where whip marks, some were from beatings and some were burns. It was unclear what had caused this but it was clear that this man known as Gruul had seen some ****** up st and breathed to tell of it with his body. He slowly rose to his feet, leaving his shirt behind him and crossing his arms as he waited for him and Damion's turn to fight.
"I am ready when you are but it seems we must wait till Hono and Darious finish."
((sorry, ended up changing the post, but lets stick with your response))
" Looks painful..." He said when the man was done, pointing at his scars and brands for amoment before letting his arm drop. Damion was far more interested in making friends or atleast allies from this tournament than anything else, aside from winning, so his attention as more on Gruul than the fight. " Training accidents? I hear some monks do that to make their bodies tougher, or something." He said, sounding alittle unsure of himself and reaching up to rub at his stomach unknowingly, the leather brigande making this impossible but still he did it. " Either that, or your going to be one hell of a b***h to fight against." He said with a smile, meaning it as a joke, even if he did just sound tired.
Gruul smiled for a moment before grimacing at the thoughts of why he had obtained such marks but the man deserved a response if he was daring enough to stand against this long haired shady warrior.
"When I was young my parents died, leaving me as property to the Church known as Saint Satas, there practices were...extreme....to say the least. I was beaten, branded, tortured, and trained to not only fight against but enjoy pain. Too say the least it was....agony....but it made me stronger and now I fight the very men who turned me into what I am. You could say what they did was monstrous, and so they turned me into a monster, but I prefer to think of myself as more of as a freeman."
He was downsizing what had happened to him but bragging about such pain was not right for there was nothing to boast, if Damion knew half of what had been done to him it would scare him shitless. Gruul still remembered the every day beatings in the morning, the constant fear, the tests, the branding and rituals and it was still there...on his flesh.
"Past memories that mean nothing now."
" Monsters are those that take what was done to them and do it to others." He said softly, " Justifying it by hiding behind those old wounds they're too afraid to move past." Damion finished, nodding alittle. Before, he probably would have just looked suprised and confused, but near death experiences put a different twist on the way one thinks about things. "Saint Satas? that's an odd name....what's a Saint anyways?" He asked, face wrinkling up. If they had to wait to fight, might as well learn.
"Saint Satas was a warrior and his ideals are twisted in the Church into a literal sense to justify beating young children to the brink of death. The Church is very corrupt compared to its old day practices but as far as I am concerned the Church my father loved died many many years ago. A Saint is someone who is revered as a divine being in our case a great warrior with Pride and Honor."
He remembered the stories of sacrifice and courage Saint Satas demonstrated and all the glory that he once was but the church had twisted his words and ideals into their own sick ideas. It disgusted him but he could do nothing but disband from them and find his own path of faith, what was good is now rotted into a shell of its former self. He was unaware but as he thought of it his left hand reached up to his right peck and stroked the brand that held a single women’s name, Lilly.
Damion said no more on the matter, digesting the information. The only time he had ever really confronted religion had been when a traveling preacher had visited the island, called them all heathens who didn't know some Gods ways, and tried setting up a church. They promptly kicked him off the Island after beating him senseless, but it was his only real experience. He looked up at the two combatants again, wanting to watch and learn. " They really should have added more room so more fights could go on..."
Rae had to tilt her head to the side as he went all weird on her, but she hadn't forgotten her manners entirely. "Just call me Rae... or... Oh Baby, Baby, Baby please don't stop!" 
That was all for the fun side of life right now, she was only glad that neither Damion nor Ryugi actually knew her well enough to be embarrassed by her!
She dropped her Katana, it was a little too long for this area and she could pic it up later if she thought she could use it, and rushed him while he appeared to be a little distracted, as she got closer she jumped and grabbed for a slightly bent out of shape vertical railing and used it in a pole dancer fashion to launch herself, heels first at him!
From her attitude this was gonna become a bizarre battle between them. He gave a malicious smile as she would begin her motion into his direction. As she was approaching him quickly with a launched offense he chuckle evily with sinful intentions against her.
Moving into her path he would collide with the woman as both of them smacked against each other. As the launch was successful he was charging so he slowed down before reversing things into a double leg takedown.
As he was running fiercly with a scary amount of adrenaline pumping him towards his limit while grappling onto her legs his left automail arm. Positioned at her legs he had his hand near the thighs as he unleashed something destructive.
Darious has a widen Scimitar blade that appears from the end of the arm to the wrist where its positioned for combat as his automail was quite mysterious in most terms , though from the angle from this charging he was striking the right calf of his opponent which would pierce directly into her tendon , likely from the lack of protecting herself as he was charging to ram her spine straight into the railing.
By attacking this part of the body This injury may take several months to heal for attacking such an important part of the body , having the functions for walking , running , and even jumping overall. Because he grapple onto her during the tackle and taking the impact that bruise him , because of her figure he wouldn't land on his a**. If this worked she was gonna be in alot of pain.
Sakari Energy 80,000
2/17
He was like a charging bull, and she was a little like a flying monkey at the moment... His blade popped out like a nasty Jack-in-the-box spearing into her leg and sending a wash of pain and anger through her as she let out a little scream.
It was taking less than seconds to all unfold, but Rae was just as fast as the next guy when she needed to be, her hands had already been above her head from the pole vaulting, so it was not too much work to move to keep him from knocking her out in the first exchange. She let her right hand go numb to save her back as it was slammed against the pole, and she used the moment before they both fell to kick him in the chin with the hard heel of her left boot, her left hand going for the dagger at the top of the boot on her thigh.
Rae was seeing red, and stars, but unless he managed to move quite fast she was going to return the stab with one of her own to his groin as they landed on the floor!
Things wouldn't go as planned as the ominous priest had great focus of his surroundings and body movement of the foe he was facing against. Because they both were colliding against each other he would forge a true nightmare like counter to her vicious strike that was coming for him.
As the powerful strike was making his jaw numb , Darious Kaiq had a few surprises as a kris like blade while passing would pierce into the heel of her left foot. The Satanic Crosses are his trademark weapon while against an opponent. Being titanium , colored black , and have the satanic cross shape from the 4 corners releases Kris blades from the 4 corner ,each being used for projectile like boomarang attacks yet from the apparent size if only 1 blade from the north unleashes they appear like Sai since they are about the same size altogether. The number of these Crosses are unknown yet likely limited as they are stored within his jacket. The blades are triggered by the Saraki Energy used to unleash them freely.
After taking the blow freely , he used his saraki energy to activate the blade that was hidden in his jacket near the collar , striking her while things were occuring. The hidden weaponry was truly dangerous , but even if she withdrew from the pain , he would be ready , though the quick attack likely gave him time to move away , with a busted open mouth , as he spit out blood with a sinister grin on his face.
: 40 Limit , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 80,000
3/17
Omega Sou Wrote:The door way to the train cart would become filled with a large shadow. A second later a figure would fill the door way, just as large and frightening as his shadow. Ken would have to lower his head and pull in his shoulders just to step in.
Ken held his sledge hammer in his right hand, his machete belted to his left hip. A bit of drool would come from the side of his mouth as he would stand behind his team mates, watching and waiting as the air filled with static so palpable you could taste it.
Savoki Sanoci Wrote:Things wouldn't go as planned as the ominous priest had great focus of his surroundings and body movement of the foe he was facing against. Because they both were colliding against each other he would forge a true nightmare like counter to her vicious strike that was coming for him.
As the powerful strike was making his jaw numb , Darious Kaiq had a few surprises as a kris like blade while passing would pierce into the heel of her left foot. The Satanic Crosses are his trademark weapon while against an opponent. Being titanium , colored black , and have the satanic cross shape from the 4 corners releases Kris blades from the 4 corner ,each being used for projectile like boomerang attacks yet from the apparent size if only 1 blade from the north unleashes they appear like Sai since they are about the same size altogether. The number of these Crosses are unknown yet likely limited as they are stored within his jacket. The blades are triggered by the Saraki Energy used to unleash them freely.
After taking the blow freely , he used his saraki energy to activate the blade that was hidden in his jacket near the collar , striking her while things were occurring. The hidden weaponry was truly dangerous , but even if she withdrew from the pain , he would be ready , though the quick attack likely gave him time to move away , with a busted open mouth , as he spit out blood with a sinister grin on his face.
: 40 Limit , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 80,000
3/17
another nasty little surprise... well that was it for her attempt at hand to hand combat... if he wanted to use little tricks and surprises to ruin her clothes then she was going to try and do the same for him!
This time she didn't yell at the pain as the cross pierced through her left boot, she did something that most people would not have credited her with the fortitude for.. she pushed past the pain enough to clear her head and quickly shoulder roll back the way she had come to give herself a little space.
With her numb right hand on the floor of the train car she growled out the activation word to her first surprise of the day. "Volcano!" 
Rae's Book of Fire Wrote:Volcano
Although this spell is quite a lot smaller than a real mountain full of liquid fire it still holds the potential to just as much damage in a much more controlled manner.
Approximate temperature of the liquid fire is 100°C (please remember that water boils at this temperature!)
~Activation requires only that Hono touche the palm of her hand to the ground or floor and speak the name of the spell~
~Effects are simple, a blast of liquid fire shoots forth from the ground/floor and spouts up approximately 4' to 7 feet in the air from the target.~
~Range of spell is within a maximum of 5 feet from caster. Caster is capable of directing spell to directly under target so long as they are within range~
Bonus: roll 3, 100 sided dice, the total is then added to the starting temperature as a power bonus
Results of Dice Roll Rae rolled 3 100-sided dice: 31, 4, 25 Total: 60 (3-300)
Temperature of liquid fire is at 160°C
There was blood all over her shiny blue leather outfit... there was just no forgiving someone who would ruin a girls first attempt at catching a little attention!
((Because HonoRaven can't post at all tonight we'll keep this match on hold for Ryugi vs Omega if no one minds. I know both of you could finish this by tonight hopefully. If the judges do not like this I'm sorry.So the judges know both captains agreed to this , so hopefully its good in your books since both Omega and Ryugi will fight on the roof.))
Giving a sinful smile that literally taunted her , Darious would simply relax there without any worries.Although receiving a thunderous kick to the jaw , the battle was exciting thus far. Limiting their space while in this very situation he gracefully threw the destructive satanic cross into her direction near her arm, testing her abilities.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 80,000
4/17
((sounds perfect mate, I was getting antsy anyways. I know Ryugi's gonna appreciate it))
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ken's reptailan eyes looked over at the man. He'd let the slobber fall to the floor, not speaking but rather grunting. His muscles would flex as he would await his chance. Hewouldn't speak he would simply let out a low low growl as he watched the other fight from the corner of his eyes.
((As the judges did not specify a size for the cart, I have come up with the following measurements for our teams to use...
Height - Approximately 7.5 feet
Length - Approximately 80 feet
Width - Approximately 7.5 feet ))
Ryugi's red eyes burned fiercely. It was time for him to truly fight. The tournament was now underway. He cracked his knuckles and neck, and moved into a fighting stance. He'd fight his opponent in the back half of the car while Rae fought hers in the front half. This was going to be good...
Well then... Let's see what you're made of... Bring it...
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ken's face would twist into a smile, he was still a train cart away from this guy, and there was a fight going on in between them. Now Ken might be completly insane, but he was by no ways stupid.
He'd point his left hand up, taking a step back he would grasp onto the roof of the cart and pull himself up to rest atop of it in a crouch. His hammer would rest still in his right hand. He would simply hold himself low as he would wait for his enemy to get atop the roof as well.
Commence eye-rolling. Ryugi watched as the ceiling bent inward from where the monstrosity had pulled itself up to the roof. Those weren't made to take that kind of weight. That would likely serve as a hindrance to the big lug. But, Ryugi couldn't exactly just STAND there and wait for his opponent to get the idea that the roof wasn't a good place to fight for either of them, but hey, his brain probably wasn't all that big, so he couldn't be too judgmental on the guy. It wasn't his fault.
So Ryugi would turn, open the door to the back of the train and step out onto the balcony area. Then he'd take a service ladder to the roof like a civilized being. Wind blew past the roof at a moderate speed, as the train wasn't yet pulling at full steam. The view from up here was beautiful, except for the dark blue menace that stood at the opposite end of the car. That wind would likely be more of a hindrance to the big lug mostly because of his sheer size. Ryugi was lighter, yes, but he also had a smaller profile, and therefore, less wind resistance...
Running off to the roof eh? Fine...have it your way.
Let's just do this...
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ken would smile. He was lighter on his feet then people gave him credit for, after all he only weighed about 400 pounds.
He'd bring his tail and wrap it about his hips to help his balance and woith that he'd take his first step, then his second, each closing the gap by about 4 feet. then on the third or forth he'd stop and let Ryu close the rest of the distance. all Ken did have a few advantages here.
So far, you're good at stalling, and blocking my view...
Ryugi was getting irritated. All this guy did was move around...and drool. He didn't even speak! At least, he hadn't yet, assuming he could. Ryugi closed the distance the same way, but it took him a bit longer as he spent time getting the feel for his environment. For the moment, the wind was blowing towards him, which made his scarf and coat billow out behind him a bit, adding to the awesomeness that this fight had the potential for. Once the distance was closed, Ryugi would then see what all this stalling was for, shifting once more into a fighting stance about 30 feet away from his opponent, both of them closing the gap by approximately 25 feet with their movements.
It was go time...
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
So he was 30 feet form his enemy?
Close enough. Ken would step closer with his right foot, bring his left foot behind, showing only his profile. Mean while as his feet move his right arm would swip horizontally, At the apex of his throw he would release the hammer toward his enemy's chest. Even if it didn't hit it make a hell of a distraction.
THUD,THUD,THUD
Ken would fallow about 3 feet behind the hammer, he wasn't plaining on letting up.
[1/17]
It was on.
The hulking mass of muscle and scales charged towards Ryugi, following behind his big hammer. But Ryugi didn't budge... The massive form of the lizard man made a nice draft as the wind swirled around his form, which made it easier for Ryugi to move. He ducked the massive hammer.
CLUNK, CLUNK, CLANG...
The hammer would slam repeatedly against the top of the train, and, being carried by the wind, would likely be near the edge near the rear of the cart. But that wasn't as important as what happened next.
As Ryugi ducked the hammer, his legs chambered, so that after the large object passed him by, he'd immediately push off of the roof under him and into a powerful punch with as much force as he could muster, directly into the hulking form of the scaly beast. And at this close a range, it would be almost impossible to dodge or avoid...
(1/17)
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
An upper cut against 400 pounds of muscles. Now one of these things was not like the other.
Ken would take the blow with a grunt, as he did his tail would shoot forward, trying to wrap around the mans other arm and hips. And seeing as how the guy jkust put all his force and focus into uppercutting the big lug it be doubtful he'd just jump away.
[2/17]
Omega Sou Wrote:An upper cut against 400 pounds of muscles. Now one of these things was not like the other.
Ken would take the blow with a grunt...
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Well Ken got punched, and it would make him tingle, but He was an experienced fighter, and one thing he learned was how to shrug off pain.
But something would happen before Ken would fly backwards. This something was as the fist would hit Ken's tail would unwrap, and as he would start to be flung backwards the tail would curl around the arm, watch would at that point still be stretched outwards from the blow.
So when Ken would land Ryugi would be draged face first aginst the metal of the roof by his arm.
[3/17]
~{
O christ, guys you two are not suppose to fight unless Sancoi and Hano are finished, if they finished then nvm but if they did not finish all your posts count for nothing unless the HoH Judge says something bout it.
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Lord SabaDrith JhadOrga Wrote:~{
O christ, guys you two are not suppose to fight unless Sancoi and Hano are finished, if they finished then nvm but if they did not finish all your posts count for nothing unless the HoH Judge says something bout it.
}~ ((You need to read the rules... It doesn't say fights have to be 1v1, or that we can't fight at the same time. It says that its Teams of 3 vs Teams of 3, and the matches themselves can be determined by the Team Captains. Savoki and I agreed that he and Rae could fight below and Ken and I could fight in the back of the car and on top. Now, for my combat post...))
Omega Sou Wrote:Well Ken got punched, and it would make him tingle, but He was an experienced fighter, and one thing he learned was how to shrug off pain...
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Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:
Lord SabaDrith JhadOrga Wrote:~{
O christ, guys you two are not suppose to fight unless Sancoi and Hono are finished, if they finished then nvm but if they did not finish all your posts count for nothing unless the HoH Judge says something bout it.
}~ ((You need to read the rules... It doesn't say fights have to be 1v1, or that we can't fight at the same time. It says that its Teams of 3 vs Teams of 3, and the matches themselves can be determined by the Team Captains. Savoki and I agreed that he and Rae could fight below and Ken and I could fight in the back of the car and on top. Now, for my combat post...)) ((think of it as a bonus danger element 
, If Ryu and Ken accidentaly smash through the roof, then Darious and Rae have to worry about that as well as each other!likes that idea
Just remember that neither Ken nor Ryugi can fall off the top of the car or they are counted as a ring out! 
sneaks in a post on her break))
Savoki Sanoci Wrote:
Giving a sinful smile that literally taunted her , Darious would simply relax there without any worries. Although receiving a thunderous kick to the jaw , the battle was exciting thus far. Limiting their space while in this very situation he gracefully threw the destructive satanic cross into her direction near her arm, testing her abilities.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 80,000
4/17
Rae glared at him and wondered if it would be worth trying another fire attack since he had apparently shrugged off the effects of the Volcano attack.
Molten fire dripped all over the floor and little fires would be sprouting up in the nearby seat cushions and a few little piles of debris from the damage to the train last year as Rae cut off the spell by simply removing her hand from the floor.
He was throwing more of those stupid little holy symbols at her, and if not for the fact that they were sharp she would have stopped to ask why he bothered to carry them around
She rolled onto her left side, just enough to get out of the way of the cross blade and tried something a little different, "Tornado!"
Rae's Book of Air Wrote:Tornado~
a circular formation of gusting winds capable of picking up all sorts of things from small rocks to mid sized cars, funneling them hundreds of feet into the air and tossing them randomly back to the earth.
In this contained of an area the whirlwind was more like a dust devil on steroids as it howled to life between the fighters, sucking up everything in its path and making the entire cart shudder as it slowly moved towards Darious.
If nothing else the screaming cyclone would make hurling anymore of those crosses useless for the few minutes that Rae intended to keep it in there, already it was a little harder to catch one's breath as the tornado sucked everything, including the air itself, towards it's center.
The perimeter of this arena made him sweat and he was forced to stand upright on the seat to aviod that heat from burning him. The satanic cross was pinpointed on the wall , piercing into the train cart as it lingered there. Rae made this a fearsome area with the spells she bestowed one by one into the battle they were within. Another factor which made him smile was his first satanist Sin was unleash so he would be deem with some supernatural abilities as well.
This is the first of the Satanism Release known as Levatura state that bestows Darious with the heighten Five classical senses of Sight , Hearing , Taste , Smell , and Touch.Overall this allows him to possess the characteristics of demonic races , being grace with their senses , thus helping him against supernatural foes , yet doesn't make him capable of defending every maneuver.
Now as the tornado like gust was approaching he was scaling through the seats dashing to advance forward. As he grapple firmly onto two railing in between the seats towards the right and left , Darious launched himself off with his arms pressed against his form , making his arms go into a x formation as he was charging forward , resisting the winds with this while receiving minor slashes to the body as he was directing into the path of Rae with such velocity and strength behind it.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 78,000
5/17
Rae yanked the cross out of the wall beside her and happily flung it back at him with the best accuracy that she could manage with the tornado spell throwing wind shears all over the confined space. Even if it missed, the tornado would happily catch it and hurl it someplace else, hopefully far away from the Raven herself
His strength and velocity would seriously be drained away by the tug of the tornado as he passed by it, this was a serious force of wind, not only was it happily eating the air in the train cart, but it was even tugging at Rae on the floor as if it would eat it's own creator and spit her back out without a second thought! If he had not built up some momentum before passing the whirlwind it would have easily snatched him out of the air as he leaped and spun him around until he passed out from a lack of air...
Rae was not stupid enough to try moving as the tornado lumbered through the cart, the one benefit of the rush of air was the slight scraping sound behind her that meant that her tornado was trying to eat her katana as well... and a little longer and it should be close enough to grab.. now all she had to do was keep from passing out or getting stabbed again before the sword was swept past her...
Rae was very ominous with this particular ability she was capable of manipulating rather well. When the satanic cross was appearing it wouldn't pierce into his flesh one bit. Because he was channeling energy to unleash the blades , Darious could close them when he see fit. Striking his shoulder no pain was delivered , yet being capture by the wind was totally a b***h.
Dragging him about he activated the dangerous blade from his automail , reaching for the closest railing he would drag himself from the current to push him as he struggled , standing 6 feet away now on another seat , using his arm to hook around there to keep himself safe. Kicking through the window , he was lowering the chances of her attempt to lose air , though from the current it was still potential. Smiling he was waiting on her to use her katana yet hopefully without all this bullshit. The shatterglass that connected with the tornado would only be blown into Raven's path , aimming for the legs as the shards weren't too small , but likely cause some damage. Surely with the right leg useless and left heel wounded her only choices were these manuevers.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 77,700
6/17
Rae was an elemental, wind and fire had been her best defences and weapons for a very long time... but a tornado in a confined space was asking for trouble, as proven by the added glass to the whirlwind!
Luckily for Rae, you could not really aim much of anything with the wind happily eating everything in it's path, unfortunately Rae could not direct where the debris went when she cancelled the spell either!
It was just a danger that she would have to deal with when it hit her...
The loose Katana bumped into her foot and Rae had to roll across the floor again to keep the blade from being sucked up by her tornado as it tried to skid past her.
She had what she wanted though, so she cancelled out the spell and tucked her head throwing her, still slightly numb and sore, right arm across the back of her neck as the whirlwind scattered and threw all the little pieces of metal and glass and dirt that it had gathered in the last minute or so all over the place.
((rolls a 10 sided die to judge if Rae gets lucky and nothing serious hits her 1 is a total miss, 10 = 100% of the debris landing on Rae and cutting her back all to nasty ribbons 
))
((ouch.. bad luck again...Rae rolled 1 10-sided dice: 7 Total: 7 (1-10)))
Rae winced as several large and small chunks of glass and metal sliced and stabbed into her, even growling as she felt a knife like piece of glass stab into her right arm!
Giving off a dauntless expression as the debris was twirling in every direction , by cancaling out her wing manipulation he watched with a vengeful smile when her arm was cut and her body suffered. Truculent on how the fight was conducting between them , Darious Kaiq positioned himself 7 feet away on the train , staring down Rae in her injured position.
Impervious to showing any clear emotions , he would be taking out his satanic b***d sword. This deadly sword can be known for all Satanic knights. Equipped with a Satanic Hilt for the weapon and silver being forge into metal for a bright look , this weapon literally isn't that special , yet only followers of Satanism can properly use it.Smirking he would enter a battle stance for his adversity.When grappling the b***d sword he went into the Ma Bu stance of Wushu.
To properly perform the stance , Darious must place the feet parallel slightly beyond shoulder width.While doing that he bend the knees until a 90-degree angle was formed between the back part of the calf and the thigh, keeping the back straight and should behaving the knees turned slightly inward to forge this very stance. This gave his opponent he was prepared as the bladed automail was stretching out away from him as he was ready.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 77,400
7/17
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:
As ken would be recovering from the powerful bow, Ryugi would stand, and shake out his punching arm. Protective gauntlets or not, that stung. But DAMN did it feel good to unload some of his tension on the big guy. Then, Ryugi would make his way back towards Ken's form to keep the distance between them relatively limited to fifteen feet, and cracking his neck. He was just getting warmed up. And Ken hadn't seen anything that Ryugi could really do yet...
(3/17) I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Well he was being a silly boy.
As the man would stand, and probly assumed Ken was standing as well he would look away from the tail to crack his neck BAD MOVE. Cause as he looked away he wouldn't notice it wrap around his right ankle, in fact he wouldn't notice probably till he was being pulled on his a** as the large of the 2 men would stand and pull his ten foot tail back.
[4/17]
((can't sleep, might as well post, although I will be trying to go back to sleep asap....))
Rae pushed up to a kneeling position and wondered why the b*****d had to have the luck to miss all the debris...but no one ever said that life was fair, right? Perhaps he had some magic of his own that allowed him to come out of an F1 tornado unscathed?
She looked at the chunk of glass in her arm and decided to leave it there for now, her right leg was still bleeding badly enough that she didn't need another gushing wound at the moment
Rae winced as she sat back on her heels and slowly unsheathed her blade, keeping the black lacquered wooden sheath in her right hand, even though it sent a dull pain all the way up her arm. Rae's blade was very simple itself, 3 feet of tempered steel with a slight curve that she wielded in her left hand.
She looked at him in his stance and actually laughed. "What, you expect me to get up and dance across the floor in a sword dule? Are you stupid, or did you not realise that you managed to hobble me in the first strike?" What was she saying? Well she was saying that even if she could get up and stand through the pain of the wound on her left heel, her right leg was incapable of holding her slight weight at the moment....
In reality that storm happen to bruise his body although it wasn't apparent , just was capable of truly keeping himself in one piece altogether. The automail arm took most of the debris that devoured the whole area , though it wasn't as destructive like the damage Rae took. Ignoring her comment indeed it was obvious she couldn't move forward , vivacious as her spirit was no one could really move in her condition.
The ominous Darious Kaiq had the 2nd sin active which on top towards his previous one will be unplesant towards his adversity.Representing the second of the Satanism Release state known as Forza , during this form the muscle mass is greatly increased with heighten amount of nutrients within his body and the Sakari energy, resulting in exerting more sheer force within their attack that entersd directly into the status of a Bodybuilder's might , giving him the ability to fiercly give foes a beating.
Momumental as this thrilling battle has been , the dark priest knew soon things would be concluded from this exciting battle between them. If she was lucky he'll drag her a** back to the hotel. Smiling evily he would start things off by charging into her direction , spring himself forward with heavy breathing because of the injures that continued.
Dashing into her direction , Darious would side step to keep his movements not too obvious. Using his bladed automail arm the superior boost of strength was used to grabble the cushion of the seat by the blade , then fling it into her path , taking 1 one step with his right foot before leaning forward for a potential thrust through the object throw , to stab into the left shoulder area to the arm to keep her injured.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 72,100
8/17
If time could have slowed down it would have been awesome... but time was not under Rae's control, so she just had to wait, and move at the right moment!
The cushion sailed towards her, blocking her view, but it was easy enough to tell that there would be something nasty following up behind it, since she could hear his running footfalls even over the thunderous beating of her heart. Rae swung across her body with the empty sheath of her Katana when the cushion was within reach, effectively stopping it from hitting her as she leaned back... all the way back as his blade pierced the cushion, and her sheath kept it high enough that it slightly shielded the smaller woman from sight.
He would need to get a little closer if he wanted to stab her again
Among the things happening , Rae used his own technique against him to shield herself from receiving any particular damage by the b*****d sword he wielded in his possession. She was gallant for moving onward during this battle in her physical condition. He was delighted that this adversity wasn't a weakling , but now he questioned whether or not she'll survive long enough against him.
As he withness this , Darious would push with his blade while advancing forward to back her against another railing to make things difficult overall. The woman forgot about his other blade , grinning he aimmed for a potential stab with the bladed automail at her left leg , targeting near the knee section to the calf as she couldn't see it coming from the cushion being the barrier between them , yet he knew because of the sheath of her distance so he would see whether or not he was successful as his boosted strength help him to atttempt to ram her spine against the railing while protecting herself.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 72,100
9/17
Omega Sou Wrote:...he was being a silly boy.
[4/17]
Savoki Sanoci Wrote:Among the things happening , Rae used his own technique against him to shield herself from receiving any particular damage by the b*****d sword he wielded in his possession. She was gallant for moving onward during this battle in her physical condition. He was delighted that this adversity wasn't a weakling , but now he questioned whether or not she'll survive long enough against him.
As he witness this , Darious would push with his blade while advancing forward to back her against another railing to make things difficult overall. The woman forgot about his other blade , grinning he aimed for a potential stab with the bladed automail at her left leg , targeting near the knee section to the calf as she couldn't see it coming from the cushion being the barrier between them , yet he knew because of the sheath of her distance so he would see whether or not he was successful as his boosted strength help him to attempt to ram her spine against the railing while protecting herself.
: 39 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 72,100
9/17
Well Darious was going to have a bit of trouble moving Rae anyplace since her shoulders and butt were flat against the floor of the cart!
This position did give her a good view of his sword out in the open air above her, and the sheath of her Katana was no longer needed to hold the cushion in place since it was impaled by Darious's blade! That meant that her hands were essentially free again. Now this would have been an occasion to jump for joy were it not for the blood running down her right arm from the impaled chunk of glass, and the sticky cool sensation against her right shoulder that was a nasty pool of blood from her injured leg... it was likely getting in her hair as well, and that was always hard to clean up 
His automail blade came down and Rae batted it off course with her sheath so that the blade would leave a thin new line of blood in it's wake along the side of her leg. At the same time that the new blade appeared she sat back up and actually dove forwards so that she was practically on her belly as she peeked out from under the cushion and slashed at his knees with her own blade and simultaneously tried to roll against the flat of his automail blade. If he was leaning far enough down that the blade touched the floor of the train cart she could use the force of her roll outwards to drag him off balance!
Although filled with joy he wasn't focusing on the defensive much , because of his heighten senses he detected by sound of her positioning herself. The difference within thois vigilant state with his supernatural abilities was being derive with less injury from the upcoming slash , as he lean a litle to aviod yet suffer half the amount of pain to fully go with it . Laughing in a sadomasochistic manner , he was thrilled to revive another injury by this gorgeous foe.
As she was rolling he grapple the railing to launch himself before performing a moonsault while in midair would launch 4 satanic crosses to direct towards the arms of his foe , having evil intentions of pinning her arms into the floor or anything to weaken her as they soar upward so avioding wasn't an easy task as they zoom quickly to unleash violence onto her. Using the railing to support his injured knees , he was soaring at a great height to slam against her spine with the maneuver. At least knowing she couldn't counter any particular move in his possession , building extra strength from the boost to certainly puncture her body and break some bones willingly.
: 35 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 71,300
((Fixed the sin count as well , mixing them up with forgetting my last post lol.))
10/17
You know what really sucked? Knowing that your opponent was getting a rise out of watching you bleed while he was only suffering from minor wounds!
Rae had a feeling that she was just being too nice... and so on that thought, as he launched himself she continued the roll onto her back, but the main point of facing upwards again was that she could aim...
She would be able to bat one or two of new crosses out of the air with a deft flick of her wrist...see this is why she had willingly let her right arm get hurt so often, because she used her left for her finer sword work!
Now something had to be done to even the score a little, and as that thought flashed though her mind she gestured at Darious as he came into sight above her and a burst of light and flames shot up at him in the form of a fire ball!
Rae's Book of Fire Wrote:Fire ball~
a, nominally contained, sphere of flames that can be hurled at an opponent, no activation word is needed to cast this spell.
}lifespan of 3 minutes maximum
}ranges in size between 1 foot in diameter to 3 feet in diameter, this is determined at time of casting by Rae based on the need of the situation
}Fire balls are thrown at an average rate of 65 MPH
}minimum temperature of core is at 50°C
Blood loss was starting to get to her, as well as sustaining the earlier tornado so Rae did not have the energy to pour into this ball of flames, but it was still over a foot in diameter, making it a little bigger than a basketball. The Fire Ball was hot enough to do serious damage, without a boost, to clothing and skin if it hit for it would stop being a ball upon contact and the flames would happily try to devour everything within their reach!
One of the crosses did manage to slice through her right bicep and the abused arm went numb again so that she lost her grip on the sword sheath, the remaining cross thumped into the floor way too close to her face for comfort
The true advantages of being above during combat was the fact he was capable of seeing his opponent performing the following maneuver against him. Activating the ominous 3rd sin meant that things weren't going to perfectly be within her zone , getting mightier while time passed by as 3 Satanic sins were now strengthen for this entity.
This agitated ability known as Velocita is the third of the Satanism Release state that the satanic minister. With rapid reflexes that grasp him with great reaction time against opponents , granting him the ability to move faster ; moving swiftly upon 65 mph max. Having a satanic cross appearing from his sleeve he would launch it with much accurately and that sinew strength combine , resulting in moving quicker than an arrow being projectile at an opponent , while having the calibur like a missile to pierce through armor.
Because of the reaction time increasing the attack only hit towards the left , using that velocity which the winds were reacting while moving downward decrease the power of the flame by half , the attack would still hit his stomach , but resisting the urge to stop his technique he continued to go down , with a stomach with 2nd degree burns that hurt like hell, while the cross going through the fireball was soaring towards Rae in her leg section to cause more damage as the increase speed helped him to appear lighter so the moonsault would indeed strike her body , proving his high standards by resisting pain by the blood on his lips from biting to withstand it until he finished the move off.
: 34 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 67500
11/17
Oh look, a turn ahead. The train would toot its - horn? - just as it would approach the turn. Now, something like a turn in the tracks isnt a big deal, especially since with the speed the train was moving, the turn itself was very gradual and minor so that it did not derail itself. However, for the fighters on the train, well, they'd feel something like a sudden shift in weight to one side as the cart got a little bumpy since it was so damaged in the condition it was in.
((Because I feel as if the environment should play a bigger role, next posts will incorporate a minor shift in balance and motion of the turning train.))
((thanks Kraun.))
There was just one thing that Rae was having trouble understanding... why in the world would you try to fall down on someone holding a three foot long Katana?
The fireball was a hit, but unless she was more light headed than she though he was moving faster... that sucked ...at any rate, added speed could be a hindrance as well!
Rae slammed the butt of her sword hilt down on the floor letting the blade point in the air towards the falling man, she had it at a slight angle so that it would spear him more on a diagonal...less chance of accidentally slicing his spinal cord!
and damned if fate was not about to make her life more difficult as the train suddenly bounced around and threw her to the side, making her near victory shot a total miss! 
Likely Rae would have felt less like crying if she had known that her sudden slide and unexpected roll had saved her from another cross knife in the thigh... but considering that her injured right leg hit the leg of a nearby seat and sent stars dancing across her vision and she was trying not to slice herself open with her own sword she was a little out of it to even notice the cross!
What honestly was a saved became a curse as the train turning would literally redirect him. Instead his moonsault was going off course and landing near her head. The only part of the manuever which may connect is his legs smacking against her skull so quickly she wouldn't accurately have time to slash at his legs. Landing on the ground his feet were certainly numb , grasping the railing as he was attempting to gain his balance as he stood 5 feet away from Rae. This match was gonna be concluded soon enough for both fighters.
: 34 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 66,200
12/17
Rae practically got kicked in the face, and the only thing that kept the nasty starts danging across her vision from completely engulfing the world was her hair... all that hair wrapped around her head cushioned the rebound of his leg to the face accidental strike
She was still pissed off at missing the chance to spear him, and more than anything it was that anger that made her quickly push herself to her knees and grab a hold of a vertical rail bar to drag herself back to her feet for the first time since the beginning of the match.
"As much as I enjoy rolling around getting all dirty..." 
Rae actually managed a wink through all her aches and pains, she was working very hard to NOT look at the damage just yet... "I feel the need for a nice nap coming on, and I know for a fact that I need a shower!"
The trains' motion was almost enough to knock her down again as she clung to the railing with her injured right arm and put all of her weight on the ball of her left foot, even bloody and practically beaten Rae was obviously not broken yet, because her smile was still cheeky, and the slant of her eyes showed that she was not giving up!
"To that end, I add.. come and get me!" She stuck her tongue out at him as she cast her last spell of the day on her sword and the air suddenly took on the odor of burnt ozone as a line of lightning wrapped itself in a moving spiral around the blade.
Rae's book of Electricity Wrote:Electric Wire
~a strand of electricity ((AKA Lightning)) that can be wrapped around a fire ball or even around a foot or fist...
}Electric wire operates a lot like a standard Taser, in that the electricity pulses.
__________ Pulse Rate: 17 pulses per second (PPS), 0.296 joules per pulse
}Peak voltage :50' 000V
}Electric wire has a very short life span, it is only capable of lasting up to 1 minute once cast
}due to a naturally low resistance to electrical energy, Rae is capable of creating an electric attack a maximum of 4 times per day
Rae gritted her teeth at the pins and needles racing through her system from being so close to the live electric attack, but she knew that she couldn't hold it long...
~{
THE TRAIN IS OFF THE TRACKS! I guess since we can our fight is going to be in another area compared to the others, that way we can start I guess.
}~
With the two fights occuring elsewhere it had given him and his foe the entire front of the train to themselves, thus it seemed things could begin.
"Well since Omega is gihting on the roof and Hono and Darious are in the back it seems we get the front...when ever you are ready."
And with that Gruul formed his stance, feet spread apart, knees bent and body tuight as his fists raised to eye level.
" Looks like it..." Damion said, moving out from behind the chair he had been hidden behind to avoid the flying glass. A tilt of his body and his shield swung onto his left arm, guarding his presented side as his right hand reached down and pulled his curved sword from it's sheath. They didn't have much room, but he prefered it that way anyways. His knees bent and brought him into a slight crouch, his shield guarding most of his body and the sword tilted so that the tip was pointed straight at his opponent, hidden behind the shield however. The only part of his head presented was his eyes and up, the rest of it hidden.((I'll be back later tonight, around 10pm. It's 1:14pm here, so...yeah.))
((Glad everyone enjoying their fights. If the Judges ask in the end it was 3 on 3 for obvious agreement upon both me and Ryugi. Hopefully they agree , but if we all get flagged so be it.))
Smiling from how serious he has gotten under her skin , yet typically made this an exciting battle between them things were gonna truly be ending very soon , whether it was him or her going unconscious in the end or time ran out. Gripping the satanic b*****d sword he was able to keep within his grasp , Darious Kaiq obviously was going to promise this woman a thrilling battle until the end.
The technique he planned which was his trump card technique within his many tactics. Although risky the dark clothed figure wouldn't display any weakness no matter his conditioning. Chuckling he went into a battle stance before continuing onward with the offense.
He prepared himself as he focus on dropping into a partial like crouch, having both knees bent, left arm drawn back and right extended forward. What makes this rather bizarre is Darious grasps the endcap of the hilt firmly during this maneuver within his right hand , resting his fingers of the right hand , pertaining mostly upon the thumb on the blade near its tip. As he motion the speed that was increased from Velocita quicken his pace by 65 mph max towards his target.
Revealing that vile nature that was apart of his demeaner , Levatura the first sin made him more vigilant so he wouldn't be completely open to the maneuver and aviod extreme harm. It shall be noted tha by supporting the endcap of the sword with his palm, rather than holds the center of the hilt, resulted in range of his thrust extending beyond that of an regular sword-thrust. As he was gaining speed as it seem like an instant in some terms .
He continued with the momentum as he bend his wrist , and as that was performed with the grasped weapon , instantly at at least 5 feet , he rid himself of the grip and quickly used a palm strike with typical functions of Fa Jing in martial arts and Forza that boosted his physical strength to launch the b*****d sword like an bullet per say into the left shoulder section of Rae , knowing if piercing her she'll receive burns to even release it from her flesh. Because of the length of the weapon , the close range , and the maneuvering he determine this'll do some nice damage if it hit properly.
: 34 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 64,00
13/17
Eternal Dirge Wrote:" Looks like it..." Damion said, moving out from behind the chair he had been hidden behind to avoid the flying glass. A tilt of his body and his shield swung onto his left arm, guarding his presented side as his right hand reached down and pulled his curved sword from its sheath. They didn't have much room, but he preferred it that way anyways. His knees bent and brought him into a slight crouch, his shield guarding most of his body and the sword tilted so that the tip was pointed straight at his opponent, hidden behind the shield however. The only part of his head presented was his eyes and up, the rest of it hidden.((I'll be back later tonight, around 10pm. It's 1:14pm here, so...yeah.))
Gruul smiled, noting the shield and feeling the tension in the air, his body pulsating as the skin tightened and the veins started to bulge. His muscle increasing slightly, the steel under his feet crunching and groaning as the glass around them shattered! Shards flying around them and bouncing off steel as the man in front of Damion changed into...something?
Gruul's left hand reached out, grasping a metal pole that went from the floor to the roof and with a single yank ripped the thing from its hold, steel groaning loudly and bending as he hefted it up and moved like lighting! Thrusting the makeshift item like a spear towards his foe with enough force to drive through his body and skewer him!
As Gruul thrusted the makeshift spear forward he then recoiled his upper body, allowing his right foot to come hurling forward and slam into a chair off to his right, ripping it from its hinges and sending it hurling after the spear like a boulder of mashed steel towards Damion, and no sooner had he kicked the chair loose from its bolted position did he follow low and fast, ready to take on his foe.
What had given Gruul such strength, why had the glass shattered and how had a simple human twist metal like it was rubber? The answer was rather simple for it was also interesting as too how a man could move so fast and low like a bullet but the truth was, Gruul would never say so in words.
~{Justice be Done: (MC 589) Channeling energy into the very muscles the subject is granted a brief period (3 Posts to be exact) enhanced abilities where speed, strength and agility are multiplied by 500 % or simply X 5 their original strength. }~
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It wasn't that she couldn't follow him... everyone she had ever fought was fast beyond human terms...but at this point in time she was just a little too tired to care!
He moved in a blur, and she would have worked to keep up with him if she had been capable of more than just leaning on the pole
Raven had just enough strength left to pick her wound as she realised what he was doing, it was actually a lot like something she had done on more than one occasion, she was just glad that he hadn't gone for a vital area... this was going to hurt enough as it was....
His blade pierced her right shoulder as she slipped her clinging grip on the pole and used her hip to throw herself towards the floor again for a moment, catching her grip again with her hand so that she was leaning out at an angle! If it wasn't for all the blood, and the sword sticking out of her shoulder she would have looked like a real pole dancer striking a pose for a moment . At the same time that she was shoving herself away from the pole Rae dropped her katana and her left hand shot down to the remaining dagger in the top of her left boot, like an old fashioned gunslinger her hand moved with the speed of a quick draw to pull the blade and fling it underhand at Darious! The Electric wire spell was transferred from the long blade to around her hand to the small blade!
She hoped he was paying attention! His blade flew at an incredible rate, but as he launched it her blade was flying towards his gut area! In the blink of an eye his sword was quivering in her shoulder sending a burning pain through her body to add to all the others and her sword was stuck point first in the floor.
Rae's Book of Electricity Wrote:Exploding Sword~
With Electric Wire wrapped around the blade, starting voltage for calculating probable added damage is 50'000V at a single pulse!
~Electric Wire can be set to explode, this attack always results in the destruction of the weapon!
~roll 2, 10 sided dice, the first die determines the added voltage of the explosion and the second die determines the radius of the blast in meters
}a 1 to 5 on the first die = a failure to boost
}a 6 to 8 = a doubled voltage (100'000V)
} a 9 or 10 = a tripled voltage (150'000V)
Rae rolled 2 10-sided dice: 7, 2
Voltage of attack is doubled and electricity would arc wildly through the air for 2 meters out from the center of the blast zone!
Little bits of shrapnel from the destroyed dagger and wild arcs of lightning slashed through the air between them as Rae destroyed her own weapon for a little pay back in the pain department!
Now the only question was.... Was Darious fast enough to escape 100'00 volts of electricity?
What always amazed the priest was within the moments where he would usually become ****** , something else saved his a like having a guardian angel. Although the blade pierce into his gut , the current sin that was active was within the defensive term of this maneuver. Piercing into him , the electrical currently certainly was injuring him greatly as the pain made him suffered , yet to save his a** , he gripped his automail arm onto the attack , unleashing his blade apart of it to transfer to towards another sourse to only received 60% of the attack.
The fourth ability of the Satanism Release known as Caporale makes him capable of withstanding more damage than a human could at this stage , yet the only improvements forge within this ability is reducing damage from bladed weapon , resulting in not easily puncturing the user.
Falling to his knees , Darious started to vomit as his body was numb and shaking crazy from the damage delivered. Bleeding from the mouth from the apparent attack was clever , as he stood up the condition of his body wasn't that great. The difference between them was now , the bloodlost would take effect soon from the wounds , resulting in knocking her unconscious. In a pure fury he tossed out 4 satanic crosses that moved like missiles with great calibur in strength to pierce into steel and velocity quicker than an arrow. Chuckling as these were hidden beneath his sleeve , all 4 blades were active as they targeted near the lower section of her body in a rotation. Coughing up more blood as is vile smile was appearing , he was showing how ruthless he truly has become.
: 30 left , each weighing only 1 pound
Sakari Energy 60,600
14/17
"Ya, I feel about the same..." Rae was not throwing up, but she was down on her knees again without remembering falling... in fact she didn't remember how two more of his nasty cross blades ended up sticking out of her side just above her hip either...
There was also another cross impaled in her shoulder to match the sword, and a long gash across her cheek that was pouring more blood down her face as she managed a lopsided grin. "Was it as good for you...."
The world slowed down as she toppled to her side...Rae had to blink a few times to figure out that she was laying on the floor again before she remembered what she had started to say "...as it was for me?"
This time she wasn't getting up again.... Rae was not unconscious, but he could have killed her then and she wouldn't really have cared, the world was all fuzzy, edged in pain and everything in sight was spinning wildly! "Mmmm, I give... ask Ryu to wake me when it is time to go home?" The last was mumbled and rather garbled as her brain refused to stick to one thought for more than a few moments, she was officialy ending this fight!
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:Ken was indeed.
As was written in the rules under rule number 37. "Do not assume!" Ken had made an error in his assumption that Ryugi was taking his eyes off of his opponent. That would be stupid. Both on Ryugi's part, and on Ken's part.
Ryugi was a talented fighter, and knew never to take your eyes off of your opponent unless you absolutely had to. Cracking one's neck did NOT mean that one had to look away to do so. THIS was Ken's first error, as Ryugi hadn't looked away.
Ken's second error would become known very quickly as Ryugi's eyes spotted the lug's tail heading for him. He'd quickly hop back....
(4/17)
He was gonna hop in the air? Now that truly was silly.
As the man would hope he would find himself not lucky enough to complete dodge the 10 foot tail, and since the train would be turning as it happened he'd find his landing even more screwed up, cause well the train would be shifting direction, his body wouldn't so he would find himself even more off balance.
Ken however would lash with a claw, withdraw his tail and use the leaning of the cart, and the leverage from his claw to stand back up and draw his tail back unscaved, staying low he'd make it even harder for him to slip.
now Ryugi would most likely be on his a**, not off the train but closer to the edge then he should have do to his jumping and the turning of the cart. So now Ken would draw out his machete, and let out a growl.
[5/17]
((I had fun Raven. GTG now and your mine ^^))
After watching her go unconscious he sensed soon enough he wouldn't be able to stay within this state. Returning to normal to a sense he smirked , staying at the body of Rae. Because of her flirting like demeaner and the constant teasing he decided to take her back to the hotel , carrying her over his shoulders while staring at everyone before leaving.
"Good luck guys , see ya later.",he chuckle before vanishing in the shadows with his opponent towards a afternoon she'll never forget.
Rae had decided that she didn't feel like fighting anymore, she was not unconscious!
She just had her eyes closed to fight off a serious case of the spins... ya, that was it, she was just resting a bit!
The jostling as he picked her up however was more than enough to get her attention again, especially with all of his weapons still sticking out of her! 
"Hey, oww.. let go, put me back down! I give up, no more hurting right now!"
There really were tears in her eyes as she struck out instinctively before they could disappear, raking her razor sharp fingernails across his back!
It was times like now that Damion thanked whatever god looked over him, watching all the attacks come at him without blinking, without fear. He hopped up on the chair he had been hiding behind, letting the chair whip past him to smash against the wall, probably adding another hole there, and deflected the flying glass with his shield. The spear....now that was tricky. He wasn't very well balanced ontop of his makeshift fort, but he wasn't about to be outdone. Using what little balance he had, he fell forward alittle, popping the shield to an angle as he started to fall, feeling the sharp edge of the pole slide across the curved surface of the always mirror like metal, his right arm extended but curved so that he rolled past his opponent, instead of smack into him. His feet back under him on the other side of Gruul, he would whip around, swinging the shield on his arm and driving the sword forward in a stab, both attacks fairly accurate since he could guess his opponent wouldn't let him get away that easy.
Omega Sou Wrote:
He was gonna hop in the air? Now that truly was silly.
[5/17]
Hardly.
The wind from the train's movement would actually assist Ryugi's jump, pulling him easily back and away from any attack that the small-brained lizard man might try to unleash on him. Ryugi's slash had missed, and the train had shifted directions. But not all was lost. No sir. Ryugi, seeing his slash would miss, would quickly replace Ragnarok on his back as he began to come down.
The train shifted slightly and Ryugi's jump was thrown off a bit, however, he was ready. As open air began to show below his feet, Ryugi's gloved hand grabbed a small overhanging railing above the window below him, and with a swing and kicking feet, shattered the glass inward and released his grip on the window, landing him squarely inside the passenger section of the train. He'd then make his way back up the service ladder to the roof, watching for the lumbering oaf the whole time to make sure it was safe, before pulling himself back up and into the battlefield.
(5/17)
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:watching for the lumbering oaf the whole time to make sure it was safe, before pulling himself back up and into the battlefield.
(5/17)
So he went inside and came back up? okay.
As the man went back inside Ken would slap his tail at different intervoles making it seem he was walking one way, when really he walked over, picked up his sledge and would wait by the service latter.
so as the man's head peeked over the latter he wouldn't see Ken standing off to ryugi's right, nor would he see the sledge hammer coming towards him from the right, and he really couldn't do anything, seeing as he was on a latter, and the reason he wouldn't see ken is cause unless he somehow gained x-ray vision he would have to wait for his head to peek over the roof, and as stated Ken was already there and waiting, the other reason is cause the human brain when searching for something tries to get the broadest view first, then narrow it, so the man would most likely focus on the center of the train, and not to his right, thus missing the profile of Ken until it was to late.
[6/17]
The knight was damn good but to move with a shield and sword was not good against an agile foe, and with Justice Be Done he moved like ******** lighting! Gruul tilted himself a little to the left as the Knight rolled by and once on his feet he attacked and Gruul responded....violently.
He had to do this just right and as the knight rolled by he crouched, giving Damion plenty of room to move but as the Knight rose Gruul jumped, putting his body up and holding it up by grasping the metal railings above that passengers used to balance themselves on a moving train. With agile movement he thrust his legs forward as the shield came around, his strength immense compared to his normal stat and the force of a suspended drop kick like move would hopefully knock the shield back and put the Knight right on his a**! His aim was to hit both of his feet broad dead center on the shield and if it worked it would literally send the Knight flying and make him feel like he had hit a freight train. The blow was simply to put the knight off balance for the move that would follow would be his effective one.
Gruul wielded only the weapon of his hand and in a space like a Train Cart it was hard to move around a shielded and armed foe but with the help of some abilities he could win this.
JD
2/3
Mana
3317/3906
2/17
The man wasn't as suprised as he could have been, he was expecting the attack after all, and luck was on his side. The shield wasn't that large, the size of a trashcan lid at best, and he kept his face protected with it. The kick numbed his arm, but instead of sending him flying, he went rolling backwards, eventually hitting another chair and stopping. How he kept his grip on his sword was a mystery, but it was still in his hand, and when the rolling stopped he slashed it across to keep his opponent away. Yeah, his shield was abit of a detrement, but it came with certain perks. " Reflect."
Quote: Stop hitting yourself! : The already mirror-like sheen of Damion's shield becomes even more reflective, allowing for the reflection of one physical attack, or 3 energy attacks per fight, reflecting the attack back at the opponent, with a chance for dodging of course.
He smirked alittle, face still hidden behind the shield as he readied his sword again, ready to pull one of his favorite tricks. His left arm did hurt like hell though.
Omega Sou Wrote:
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:watching for the lumbering oaf Ken would slap his tail at different intervals making it seem he was walking one way...
so as the man's head peeked over the latter he wouldn't see Ken standing off to ryugi's right, nor would he see the sledge hammer coming towards him from the right, and he really couldn't do anything...
Gruul dropped to his feet, thinking for a second before deciding against his plan of action and simply advancing, tilting away as the sword sliced near him and kept him at a distance, his body numb and pulsating with one last attempt to do some serious damage before he ran out of time. His could not advance so close but he had another idea, he could tilt things in his favor a little as he reached up overhead, using the last of the energy in Justice Be Done to rip a 3 foot long piece of pipe from where he had just been suspending. The bent metal was makeshift but would do in deflecting the sword his foe held and all he needed was one close in shot to end this match...just...one.
He could feel his body slowing down, the tickle of his skin as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up and steam started to pour off his body as he cooled down. He held the pipe in his left hand as he slid his right foot back a little and smirked at the Knight.
"Come on....bring it...I dare you..."
Justice Be done
3/3
Mana
3317/3906
3/17
Damion grinned and lifted his head from behind the shield. " Nah, I like it right here mate, it's nice and cool." He quipped back, scooting to where he wouldn't trip over the chair behind him if Gruul advanced. He was getting the feeling back in his arm, a good sign, and he thought he could sense a change in his opponent. The last two attacks had been right on, but this? now he was edging him on....perfect. Damion might not have been goaded into his attack, but he would attack, launching off his right leg and dropping his body alittle. The shield would lift, guarding his head as his sword came out from under it, stabbing forward in a probing attack, the tip aimed for the larger mans right leg.
((4/17))
Damion had good posture, perfect form but Gruul was an expert at H2H and Damion would learn why right here and now.
He bent low, almost crouching as he swung the pipe from his right to his left, smashing it into the oncoming sword and parrying it to his far left. His body would then lunge forward and since the shield was guarding the head that is where it would stay! The shield was a small shield but Gruul would not give his foe a chance to lower the steel, instead he would bypass it by reaching forward with his right hand, getting a hold just under the shield and pushing it high to reveal his foe's tender face.
As Gruul moved forward it would require balance and he did so by placing his left foot forward and with a thrust of his hips he would yank his right knee forward and stand at the same time, bringing his knee right to the exposed Damion's face!
He would lean his upper body back as he rose, keeping the pipe down low to his left, thus keeping the metal tool between him and the sharp sword, his momentum would have thrown the shield arm up a little and if all worked Damion would be falling back on his a** with most likely a broken nose and half out of his mind dazed.
Mana
3317/3906
4/17
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I know it reflects direct psychical attacks but was not sure about being grasped so basically I reached for the under it and lifted it from the under side, just to keep that clear.
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" aw sh-...." Was how it would start as the man fell backwards, his arms going out wide as he fell flat on his back, blood spraying from his nose. The expected confusion didn't come though, just being enveloped inside his rising anger. There wasn't much he could do on his back though, so his first step was to bring his knee up and kick out into the other mans knee with as much strength as he could get. Since he didn't have to support his weight, he could put a hell of alot of strength behind that kick. His sword swept around to point straight up, acting to protect him if the other man fell or kicked or something.
Gruul was not one to stand around and gloat of victory, instead as soon as the knee contacted he knew to back the hell up! He was right and it saved him for though the kick did not damage the knee joint it would leave a nice bruise as he stumbled back a and growling as now he had to move to do this right! He had to ignore the sore pain in his left knee for paying attention to it would deprive him of his chance.
He moved right back into his foe, chucking the piece of pipe like it was a toy at the man only as a distraction for as he closed in with in leg distance he lifted his right fist and drove it hard into the ground! The steel plating erupting and splitting as the train cart shook violently and from his little move a dark gray fire like energy erupted in a blast that flew across the deck to engulf the downed knight and send him smoking, charred and tumbling like a rag doll to the other end of the Cart!
The move would burn like wildfire and sting like a million bees and fire ants at once, the sheer pain would feel like Damion was being torched alive and the impact force would blast him back like he had been hit by a 100 gallons of water! The force of the blow was powerful but something about this energy form was twisted for it was the sheer feeling of it that made one go insane from pain.
When all was said and done it was up to Damion if he could block in time or become very badly wounded from this, as for Gruul he rose to his feet and backed up, his right arm steaming and smoke filling the air.
High Hope: (MC 607) Energy forms up in a single arm and upon psychical impact the energy erupts outward like a tidal wave to blast the target back or obliterate a wall or something of that nature.
Mana
2710/3906
5/17
Well...the flames might have worked. Key word being might. It'd probably be the height of suprise for Gruul to see his own move sent right back at him, from the ground. Damion had never moved, but his shield's power had come in to play. The flames had hit it after all, and it's reflective powers would send those roaring flames back at their creator in a column, Damion only sitting up slightly as the attack flew from the shield. He may have scooted afew feet, but that was it, and with all the dust and other such things falling thanks to the impact, and the narrow size of their fighting space, Gruul would be hard pressed to dodge the attack. Damion could only hope the other man wasn't immune to his own attack!((remember Stop hitting yourself? read it real fast and this post will make a whole lot more sense))
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I know...that’s what I wanted....
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Gruul was no idiot and had planned on a block, but a deflection was surprising indeed and though he had to take a detour things would still work in his favor!
He had backed up and seeing the column of fire erupt back at him he did what came naturally, improvised quickly! His hands reached up and took a hold of the railings above where passengers would normally put luggage and yanked himself up, the column scorching just below and touching his back side by a pinch, leaving a nice red mark that trailed down his back.
However was his foe finished deflecting he would watch from his downed position as the sneaky ******** dropped from the ceiling once more, crouching low and smiling as his hands grasped a tight firm grip around Damion's ankles and once again a familiar sense fell over the warriors. Glass shattered as the steel under Gruul's feet moaned and Gruul would attempt his next and most likely final move.
He had activated the same ability he had used to begin with and with this strength he would bellow a battle cry as he leaned back and stepped back with his right leg, lifting Damion off his feet and swinging him into the right side of the Cart, dragging him along the wall, swinging him further in a full circle and making him hit the left side of the train before releasing to send him flying down the hallway like a rag doll! The psychical damage would be at a high level and it would surprise Gruul of Damion managed to stand after this.
Yes he had sacrificed an attack and Mana to set his target up for even a greater fall but the results of this move would be worth the lost Mana, for if Damion could not find a way to somehow minimize or save himself from the blows of being hurled into two Train walls and down a hallway like a rag doll, he would indeed need the Goddess’s help to stand again.
Justice be Done: (MC 589) Channeling energy into the very muscles the subject is granted a brief period (3 Posts to be exact) enhanced abilities where speed, strength and agility are multiplied by 500 % or simply X 5 their original strength
Mana
2121/3906
6/17
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Basically lifting you up, swinging you into the right wall, then back around to the left and then releasing you to send you hurling down the hall of the train. I leave all the damage calculations to you, that is if my move works.
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Damion had no intentions of moving, his world was spinning enough as it was, but he thought he could still stand. His left arm was numb, and probably wouldn't move if he tried, but his legs weren't broken from what he could feel, and his sword arm still worked. He lay quite still on the ground, leaving his eyes wide open to stare at the ceiling. Damion had to force his breathing into normalicy around broken ribs, but it wasn't hard. His shield was all that saved him, having taken the brunt of most of the attacks, and the last little bit of Stop Hitting Yourself wearing off, hitting a wall was a physical attack after all wasn't it? He could only hope Gruul would come up and try to grab him again, or do something close enough that he could put in his last ditch attacks.
((I don't think there's really a defense to that thanks to your strength and speed boost, but I think I came up with a reasonable defense eh?))
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There is a defense, avoid him for 3 posts, or attack him back, because he is faster and stronger does not make him blade proof, what made my moves so good was the timing.
I knew you could deflect, I set you up for it, knew it, predicted it and when you fell for it, set off the trap.
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Gruul moved in slowly but was smart to stay a distance away that he was out of striking range however, it was over he knew it....Damion knew it....
He wrenched his neck to one side as he moved fast once again, not giving his foe a chance to move to defend himself as he turned to his right. His firm hands grasping the sides of a chair and ripped it from its hinges, lifting the steel over his head as he glared down at his foe and slammed the chair down on top of Damion!
He was ruthless in a match and this very nature made him an odd ball when one talked to him after fighting him or seeing him fight. However if Gruul had been fighting for his life Damion would be dead but because the rules said no killing Gruul held back enough so that Damion was simply beaten with in an inch of his life...alive...but barely....
JD
2/3
Mana
2121/3906
7/17
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:The two fighters would lock eyes for a second. What would happen now? The only way the fight was going to continue would be if Ryugi went up to the roof, or if Ken came down to Ryugi's level... So...what would happen now...?
(6/17) I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ryugi would attempt to lock eyes. And as he did KEn would drop to a crotch, still swing the hammer at the man's side.
The reason Ken could pull this off was simple. 4 foot arms+3 foot shaft= 7 foot reach, and if the measurements were correct the man was exactly 7 feet below Ken. So Ken having a major reach advantage would most likely score the hit cause he would aim for the rip cage. So if he jumped he'd get hit in the hips, and if he ducked he;'d be getting hammer slapped to the head.
[7/17]
The problem with attacking with a chair is that you couldn't see what you were attack every time, and Damion was definately taking that advantage, rolling as best he could towards the taller man, avoiding the chair barely and driving his sword up, towards his opponents now very unprotected stomach. Even if Gruul did manage to block, it'd be awekward as hell and he still might get a hit since they were so close." Boo!"
((I ment at the time. Being picked up by the legs and swung keeps one from sitting up to attack))
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Remember time and distance favor me on this.
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Gruul was not a fool and though the Knight had found a last ditch effort of strength to move in, Gruul was not exactly weak and tired. The Energy pumped through his muscles like a toxin and his foe had digressed in strength and speed from the injuries, this was a losing battle for Damion.
Gruul was a good distance away when he threw the chair and because of his enhanced speed and his foe's weakened condition he was fully ready for the sword when it came towards him. He crouched low, his right hand reaching out and going under as the blade of the man’s weapon sliced past his shoulder, putting a nice deep gash in the top of his shoulder but the pain and blood did not interfere with his adrenaline pumped move, but it was still pain that drove him further to finish this fight.
His right hand slid under Damion's stabbing arm, his body moving to the outside of Damion's left as Gruul's right hand that had slipped under the right arm grasped a tight hold of his throat and with the last of his enhanced abilities he would step forward, lift Damion off his feet and while holding his throat brought him back down on his neck and back, this is what is known as a Choke Slam.
The move was a classical street fighter down and dirty move but its effects would be a stone cold knock out for sure if it worked. Damion was brave but had miscalculated dearly, in all departments. Gruul had been a good distance away and standing, Damion had been on his back in a weakened state. Gruul was moving 500% faster then normal and in Damion's current state Gruul could run circles around him all day.
JD
3/3
Mana
2121/3906
8/17
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Distance, Time, and injuries all stakc in my favor. Im a good distance away, estimating about ten feet, and hurled the chair from there, easy for you to dodge but still to come in and thrust a sword into my stomach is an eays dodge. Add in before I threw the chair I glared at you, I was looking at you almost the whole time, Im moving 500% enhanced for the last of my three posts for Justice Be Done, in other words I timed it almost perfect but the Judges can Judge that. Just tyring to put on a good show is all I guess.
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Lord SabaDrith JhadOrga Wrote:~{
There is a defense, avoid him for 3 posts, or attack him back, because he is faster and stronger does not make him blade proof, what made my moves so good was the timing.
I knew you could deflect, I set you up for it, knew it, predicted it and when you fell for it, set off the trap.
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Gruul moved in slowly but was smart to stay a distance away that he was out of striking range however, it was over he knew it....Damion knew it....
He wrenched his neck to one side as he moved fast once again, not giving his foe a chance to move to defend himself as he turned to his right. His firm hands grasping the sides of a chair and ripped it from its hinges, lifting the steel over his head as he glared down at his foe and slammed the chair down on top of Damion!
He was ruthless in a match and this very nature made him an odd ball when one talked to him after fighting him or seeing him fight. However if Gruul had been fighting for his life Damion would be dead but because the rules said no killing Gruul held back enough so that Damion was simply beaten with in an inch of his life...alive...but barely....
JD
2/3
Mana
2121/3906
7/17
((you slammed it down. not through(((sp?)). just a note))
Damion was already on his last legs, and the final slam put him out. Hell, he had probably put himself out rolling onto a broken arm, with broken ribs. He wasn't going anywhere, and this time he was infact quite unconcious.
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Did I typo, O st my bad LMAO. Well good match you had a massive advantage with that shield and sword dude. I was like, st can't move around, he has ********! XD
So you are Ko Submit right?
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Gruul felt the steam rise from his body and could feel the pain kicking in, the soreness of his left knee, the sting on his back and the sheering bite of the gash in his right shoulder. He could feel the hot blood boiling under the brand marks on his pecks and the sweet scent of his blood from his right shoulder. Poor Damion was KO on the ground in front of him and all Gruul could think of to do was...well...help him?
Gruul bent down now and gently lifted Damion as best he could, half carrying him to a bench and laying him down gently as he removed the shield and sword. He started to check wounds, noting the Broken Arm and knew there had to be a rib or two ******** up somewhere but as he tended to the man before himself he said a small prayer once more with his hand on the man's forehead.
"Dear Goddess we beg you forgiveness for our sinful acts and the pain we bring to others. We wish not to harm but only to defend and in your light we beg for your blessing in our darkest hours. I am truly sorry but it was something that had to be done to full fill a promise to a dear friend...."
Gruul could not help but open his eyes and gaze gently at the man laying before him...filled...with regret.
"Forgive me.....for what I have done to you....."
((lol, obviously not large enough. The shield helps, but it can only take me so far neh? but yeah, KO submittance. good match mate, hope ya go far in the tourney.))
Omega Sou Wrote:KEn would drop to a crotch...
A spectator watched from a small T.V. inside an S.U.V., where cameras were following the fight. Watching as Ken was put into a place, where supposedly, there was no escape.
"It's a Trap!"
The spectator shouted at the television, watching from the back seat and really into the fight.
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ken simply, stepped back, completly dodge the beam, and remainign unharmed by it's ill effects.
[8/17]
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:...He would be unable to move back from the blast as the power from the blade and its angle would literally cut a massive chunk of the train's walls and roof away from it, meaning that Ken would be doomed to fall with the roof if he jumped back.
Omega Sou Wrote:Ken simply, stepped back, completly dodge the beam, and remainign unharmed by it's ill effects.
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:Ryugi, would simply be waiting to see what would happen as he panted a bit from the exertion of his attack. His energy strikes were not without cost.
(8/17) I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
What was that? Was it a bird? Was it a plain? No it was a gaint lizard guy doing a DROP KICK.
As the roof would fall to the side Ken would hop off it, letting the train cart move him forward en9ugh to do this. He'd lay his body fly in the air, his tail shooting up toward the man's nuts, either leg slightly spread.
If Ryugi blocked? He'd be forced over the metal rail, If Ryugi dodged to either side? He'd find a tail and foot still slapping him and knocking him over and off the train cart. If he hoped? He'd take the kick to the tummy instead, and still go flying. If he ducked, well tail+whipping to the nuts= not good at all.
[9/17]
Omega Sou Wrote:
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:Ryugi, would simply be waiting to see what would happen... Ken would hop off
Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:
As Ken hopped up , what he'd see would be a several blurred afterimages of Ryugi speed under him before he could pull himself into position for his attack, signifying that Ryugi had moved very fast, and moved out of range of him, his tail, and his dropkick. Ryugi would spin around....
(9/17)
Already finished with Rae and still halfway through his recovery he had 3 of his sins active , remaining tense throughout the encounter from before as he was below as Ryugi and Ken were soaring into the air. Noticing his adversity avioding the maneuver he would be using Velocita which literally made him move swiftly upon 65 mph max and great reflexes. As he grapple the railing and launch himself by using the leverage he was in front of the opponent while the powerful beam would be unleashed.
Before becoming the bait towards saving Ken's a** from calamity , Darious Kaiq would tightly grip onto 6 satanic crosses with three between each finger. Within a close range he threw them with all 4 blades active at point blank with them manipulated by having the automail arm target the legs when thrown and for his right arm the upper section near the arm and shoulder section.
Adjusting wasn't going to simply work since from the calibur of his technique because Velocita granted him the ability to have his projectiles capable of moving quicker than an arrow being shot out at an opponent , while having the calibur like a missile to pierce through armor with Forza that resulted in exerting more sheer force within the attack and increasing the muscle mass which from this range with this combo wouldn't be easy to escape. The price was being crushed by the deadly attack , sending him soaring in the air half unconscious as he flew down below back into the train , flipping off his opponent after he used the move and took the maneuver with grace yelling a few words before being out cold.
" I'M DARIOUS KAIQ b***h!" .
I am Ripper, I am Slasher...
Ken would watch as Darious would take the blast. He'd use the time to lift himself from the ground and wait for the aftermath to settle, after all if the guy no longer had arms or legs Ken would change tactics.
[10/17]
A whistle was blown suddenly, as Team Rocket Darious went sailing off into the distance in his STAR FINISH. It was universal language in sporting events that a blown whistle means a time out, and with the rules, the ringside medics, and the televised nature of Heaven or Hell, this was clearly a sporting event.
The Judge who had blown the whistle walked to the center of the train and raised both hands; producing a brightly colored card in one hand.
"Yellow Card! Damian-"
Savoki Sanoci Wrote:" I'M DARIOUS KAIQ b***h!" .
"-Darious Kaiq!"
The Judge slammed a gauntleted fist into the palm of the other hand, then pointed towards the unconscious member of Team Nightmare.
"Performing defensive actions on an offensive Striker Assist!"
The Judge raised his hands again, producing another brightly colored card in the other hand.
"Red Card! Ryugi Kazamaru!"
Both hands whipped out to the sides, pointing to either end of the narrow train cart where the remaining two Judges stood beside the sidelines where the... apparently there was no one on the sidelines since both of the teams had all their members out having matches; fighting 3 bouts at once rather than one-after-the-other like Heaven or Hell regulations specified. The fact that anyone could perform a Striker Assist in this situation was nothing short of a TIME PARADOX. Perhaps Jean-luc Picard and the crew of the USS Enterprise would be able to investigate it.
"Attack directed at uninvolved members of the opposing team?"
Looking to the sidelines, another Judge simply shrugged in outright confusion over the issue.
"ThatisImeanttosay Yellow Card!"
The Judge shook the card furiously in one hand while shouting and it magically changed color from red to yellow.
"Attack that struck the sidelines and would have harmed spectators had anyone actually been there!"
Both cards, the Yellow and the WTF Yellow, were thrown up into the air, and carried away by the wind rushing past the blown away roof. The Judge rolled his hands, signifying that combat was to resume, and moved to the side of the match area.
"LET'S GET IT ON."
(( Edited for WTF. ))
(10/17)
Ryugi would pull himself up, weary from his attacks, and in pain from the projectiles stuck in his leg. The ones that were aimed for his shoulder had been stopped by his hidden armor mail. He'd taken a card, a yellow card, even though there weren't any of his teammates in the path of his attack. Damion had lost his match, Rae had lost her match. All that was left was his. Two/Three had already decided the match had gone to Nightmare, and Ryugi had merely been fighting for points. However, with the addition of the red card to his team's score, any points he could possibly earn from winning his fight had fallen out of his reach. He'd let his team down, he'd let the spectators down, and that would weigh heavier on his person than any of his weapons or injuries.
Ryugi would look to the beast at the back of the train, and look at him flatly in the eyes, and speak, the fighting spirit clearly drained clean out of him.
As continuing this match further will result in nothing more for my team,
I hereby accept my team's defeat, and pass on the torch to you. Good luck.
And that was the end of Team Phoenix vs Team Nightmare.
Ryugi would pick up his weapon, and make his way to the top of the train, where he'd sit at the front of the car, and watch the view.
((Match End))
