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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:21 pm
As the snake shifted back into a human form, Albion let his grip slip, and as soon as the arms and neck took shape, relocked into a full nelson, leaning backwards to get the full effect on Ophiochus' shoulders.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:41 pm
"It seems... I've lost... again." Ophiuchus choked out. "For now." Albion could break every bone in his body, and let every drop of blood fall from his body, but he would never die. Not before defeating Albion. He took a deep breath and gathered his venom.
((So, I looked up Full Nelson in Wikipedia. Looks pretty nasty.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:45 pm
((yeah USUALLY if its done right its impossible to get out of. but its rare to see someone use it on the ground like that outside of like Olympic style wrestling (greco-roman). most people execute it standing up, but this also makes it easier to escape from as the victim has more mobility))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:51 pm
((Well, damn. I have half a mind to use poison breath, but I probably can't breathe to well in that position, can I? And I don't know if there are any snakes underground.))
((And, the loss of his hair isn't too much of a deal. The guy's hair was long enough to form a puddle around his feet. I don't think he'll miss a few feet of hair.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:52 pm
((Go for it, it doesn't restrict breathing at all. It restricts the use of the arms, puts pressure on the shoulders, and puts pressure on the back of the neck since the neck is being pushed down))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:53 pm
((Yeah, but it's your turn to post. I did do a minor edit, though.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:54 pm
((There really isnt much else I can say or do right now, so feel free to post again))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:58 pm
Once Ophiuchus felt he had produced a fair amount of venom, he exhaled through his mouth, created a cloud of noxious acid.
((Morning breath....))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 12:59 pm
Albion released his hands, twisted Ophiuchus' arms behind his back, and slammed his feet into his back. Out of the cloud, he began to cough roughly into his left hand as he ran to the wall of the cave to retrieve The Ravager and his shield.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:06 pm
Ophiuchus groaned as he picked himself off the floor of the cavern. Rotating his shoulders to relieve the pain, he used yet another trick up his sleeve. He darted along the edge of the cavern, grabbing the two teenagers by the arm and disappeared through the wall where the Ouroboros symbol once was.
((Told you, snakes prefer to run and hide.)) ((I'm sure you'll find a way to land a hit on my before I'm fully through the wall))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:13 pm
"Get out here you lousy pit viper." No response. "Fine, I'll force you out." He held the blade of the rapier slightly up, his arm almost at his chest. It began to glow and waver violently.
"Exercitus Trucido."
((lit. Army Slayer))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:20 pm
"Moveo Humus" came the Serpent's voice from the wall. The earth began to shake, and the roof of the cavern began to collapse.
((Leaving the cavern was my main goal the whole time.)) ((It's supposed to say 'to move the ground'))
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:24 pm
"Argh!" he shouted as the ceiling began to collapse. He was forced to redirect his attack to the ceiling, rather than the wall. The massive wave of golden energy eliminated the majority of fallen rocks, and in places shot straight through to the surface. Several rocks still fell, one landing on his shoulder and knocking him to the ground.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:28 pm
"And that's my cue!" Ophiuchus, in his dragon form, with a student in each clawed arm, flew out of the wall and into the sky. He nimbly avoided the rocks, red blood still streaking his left flank, and loose strands of his silver mane floating to the ground below.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 1:33 pm
He stood up once more and saw the dragon flee. "Don't you dare!" his body distorted and quickly shifted itself into a new form, the form of a large golden lion. He leapt up onto the falling rocks, jumping from one to another as the entire cave came down around him. He reverted to human form and caught the edge, grass between his fingers as he pulled himself up into the bright sky.
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