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Fri Mar 15, 2019 11:44 am · id 16 · page 1

Did Namine seriously not know who(what) Rox was? Surely she was tossing out a pre-fight taunt to rustle Pixie-Senshi's Jimmies! Even if tentacle-lady wasn't a fan, by now she'd have seen enough footage of previous fights to-

No. Getting distracted here.

Rox's focus returned to the situation at hand. It was raining and she preparing to face her greatest challenge to date- someone with a much better hair stylist than herself. I mean, how in the hell was she rocking that do in this weather without any sort of cover? Technically, Rox was also doing the same, but~damn! The stream-star's hair was going to end up a definite casualty of this encounter.

Again, distracted! Introductions-

Her experience wasn't great. And if her past fights have taught her anything, it's that long-winded people tended to get punched in the mouth mid-sentence. So, she decided to keep the formalities short.

"I'm Rox."

Sweet.

"What's your sign?"

And PUN-TASTIC!

“Mine's "YIELD!'"

Rox made a sudden movement forward, thrusting the flat end of the yellow triangle towards her opponent's face. Spear-fighting was her jam, and her motions revealed as much. She'd be no closer than the 6' reach needed to deliver her two-handed attack.

Basically, Rox was wielding a 6' pole with a 36" X 36" X 36" aluminum triangle on it. Also, there was a small chuck of concrete still anchoring the end of the “spear”. The thing was poorly balanced, objectively NOT POINTY, and generally terrible to use in the manner she had chosen, but Rox was just going to roll with it.

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Sat Mar 16, 2019 9:13 am · id 17 · page 1

[Post Two, +1 Spooks]

The homunculus, unnatural as she may be, ultimately enjoyed the crisp feel of rainwater on her skin and wind blowing her mane all about, hinting at what kind of fey was melted down to birth her. All their memories were known to Namine, even that of the bog nymph who was still beautiful covered in leeches. There was no hair product involved, other than what some would call vile magic.

Namine's eyes almost seemed to glow in the misty scene, as the psychic scanned Rox. She felt a strange mental breakpoint as the Battle-Pixie spoke,

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> "I'm Rox."

But she hates Roxy.

"Hi Roxy, I'm Namine~," she teased, sickeningly saccharine. And with that, the nymph force deeper into Rox's mind. (+1 Dread)

With her tendrils resting ready in front of her face, Namine would react swiftly to the telegraphed motion of the heavy improvised ... halberd. Even a jab with that weapon was risky and Namine intended to force the stream star to try something else.

Namine sidestepped inward with her left to face Rox, as her two tendrils whipped to her upper left to parry the pole-arm off course. Shadows danced around her right hand, as she lunged forward and dropped down low, thrusting towards the meat of Rox's leading leg. As she completed the movement, the shadows coalesced into a four-foot shadow spear, aiming to surprise her opponent.

"Mine's Beware, Roxy," Namine taunted, readying for a backhook or slam, too committed to dodge from that angle.

show spoilerhide spoilerShadow Spear [Projectile, CD-3T]

Namine materializes a spear of eldritch essence in her hand and throws it, inflicting mild necrotic damage and generating 2 Dread on a hit. If the spear remains inside the opponent’s body after wounding them, it generates 1 Dread per turn until physically removed or its duration expires. Lasts two turns.

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Sat Mar 16, 2019 6:57 pm · id 18 · page 1

*Roxy? ROXY!?*

Rox's initial attack was neatly redirected off to her right. At that instance, muscle memory kicked in and she stepped back without even waiting for Namine herself to move forward. She withdrew her weapon, preparing to follow up and deflect/interrupt the inevitable counter-attack. At least, that was her plan-

*Who does this chick think she is? Seriously. ROXY!?*

Maybe her opponent had done at least some research. Calling her "Roxy" was a surefire way to guarantee a top spot on the stream-star's s**t-list. However, luck was on the nymph's side as in her current state, Rox could not gain any hype. At best, she'd get a very angry glare and some choice words.

Usually, anyway. For some reason Rox's mind continued to dwell on what would otherwise be considered playful banter. So much in fact, that she was barely able to notice the shaft of shadow somethingorother form in her opponent's hand.

"!!!!!!"

She stepped slightly her left. Rox had been quick enough to avoid being impaled, but not quite so fast that she could escape unscathed. The “spear” ripped a shallow gash across her left thigh.

First blood went to Namine!

*The **** is going on?*

Rox asked herself internally as her body went into motion once more. Still stepping backwards, she adjusted her grip on the sign. Now she held it more like a “swingy” thing instead of a “stabby” one. And swing she did. (Namine's) Left-to-right in a horizontal arc aimed at waist-level, this time leading with the concrete-capped end.

If allowed to follow-though with her motion, hit or miss, Rox would again step back to maintain distance and transition into her stabby-spear stance. Her leg started to burn, but for now adrenaline was high so she wouldn't notice the nature of the wound.

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Tue Mar 19, 2019 11:57 am · id 19 · page 1

[Post 3] - [Dread 4(+3)]

Failing to impale a host, the shadow spear dispersed back into the ether as quickly as it had formed. But even its tiny bite carried the threat of psychic malfeasance. Namine smirked at Rox, feeding off of her rage as their connection deepened. Anger was Namine's favorite form of fear to study, and she wouldn't miss this opportunity. (Dread +3)

Her tentacles swelled in size, as the nymph made some naughty plans for the pixie. Namine made note of the Rox's constant backwards motion and restrained attacks. Maybe, it's time for some commitment.

From her lunging position, Namine sprawled forward onto all fours, bringing her shoulders (and therefore, her tendies) that much closer to Rox. Positioning herself slightly above and ahead of the concrete slab, Namine would check the sign's shaft past her rump and roll with the force, dividing the impact over a greater area. She would suffer some significant bruising on her left side, but, in exchange, Rox would find it fairly difficult to follow through.

While the rest of her body absorbed the blow, her tentacles reached their full six-foot length and shot behind Rox's legs, aiming to hook them right above the knee and squeeze on tightly with their suckers.

The nymph waiting for a verbal response, "Cat got your tongue, Roxy?"

show spoilerhide spoilerKraken’s Grip

The tendrils shift to a tentacular state, growing much larger (6 feet in length) with power comparable to an elite human strongman, with cephalopod-like suckers for a mighty grip. However, the tentacles become much slower in their movements, making them less able to capture nimble opponents.

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Mon Apr 08, 2019 8:34 pm · id 20 · page 1

-= MATCH TIME EXPIRED =-

This marks the end of the match period for HoH 2019.

Posts made after this will not be counted for official purposes, but don't let this stop you from finishing any ongoing fights or thirsting for the blood of your opponents.