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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 10:43 am
*Xenin had no trouble dodging Psycho Ramen's slow and rage filled attack. Why the elf simply side stepped out of the fist's way, afterwards he jumped a few feet back and said with a grin*
So Ramen...can I call you Ramen? How come you're so slow? Can't you fight without the advantage of increased gravity?
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 2:05 pm
((I forgot to mention the gravity returned to normal as soon as his Mask Switches))
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:32 pm
((edited the post =)...))
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 11:50 pm
"Oh you think your so much then me! Well then I'll show you my true power!"
His mask turned Bronze like the and his Stamina, Speed, and Strength all got a slight boost though his will power was at it's maximum. He launched a slightly powerful and fast punch called "The Bronze Fang of the Underdog" .
((Ok it's now obvious that with a both a gold and and a bronze mask, there is a Silver Mask, but that doesn't guarantee that it will be the next mask though personally I haven't thought as far as Silver that much yet, so I can always lead his chaotic mood into another fitting direction. No need for extremely long posts at almost 12:00 AM))
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 7:25 pm
*Xenin had no time to dodge, he simply raised his mechanical right arm right in harms way. The fiust did not harm his metal arm, but the fact that his own hand was pushed into his face caused him some pain. Xenin backed away for a minute and in his hands appeared to long daggers, one was white, the other was black. Both glowed green at the tip. For Xenin had tipped them with poison. Nothing deadly, it was a pison that slowed the attackers speed. As soon as he drew his knives Xenin ran at the man, with his increased elven speed he looked like a blurr, when he was very close to the man he jumped over him as he landed behind the masked man he attempte dto stab with his right blade in the mans left arm*
((here im assuming I landed behind you, if you dont like that just ignore it and react in a different manner, ill make my next post based on yours.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 8:09 pm
The poison didn't work because of his his magical body suit which stopped the poison from entering his blood stream.
The man attacked with another simple punch as he didn't want to finish off the man top soon.
"Is that all you got?!" He yelled loudly to try and piss Xenin off like Xenin was trying to do to him earlier.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 2:53 pm
*Xenin chuckled as he simply ducked to dodge the man's overly simplistic attack. This man was simply tryign to provoke him for some reason. After years of being a mercernary Xenin had learned that words are meaningless in a fight, only actions matter. And so Xenin took advantage of his position and clenched his right fist around his right dagger, aiming an uppercut with its blunt side to the mans jaw*
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 10:52 am
Watching the battle that Xenin is engaged in has caught the interest of this creature, he rest in a near by tree thinking "If this man is to walk away from this battle, then I shall be the next he takes up arm with"
laughing to himself, he watches and learns how Xenin moves and fights
and then speaks softly into the wind "soon Xenin, very soon you will have to fight me"
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 5:17 pm
((Infernal we are indoors now..Secret Entrance..I highly doubt you would be able to hear normally from the nearest tree.))
"Oh now you've done it! You woken him up!" Psycho Kamen Screamed and then collapsed on the floor narrowly avoiding Xenin's uppercut. His mask twisted and changed until it was a plain black mask with no face or openings what so ever though like the others it looked like it was one with Psycho Kamen.
Psycho Kamen suddenly vanished into his own shadow and then jumped out from Xenin's and tried to kick Xenin with right foot before he landed.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 2:10 am
"..."
Lazenca was on bended knee, staring at a strange black flower. This forest had plenty of odd things; this plant was only a teaser. He heard and smelled them, but hadn't met any orcs yet. It was fine enough... Lazenca wasn't really in the mood to recreate an epic battle. He didn't even have an elf companion to compare kills with.
...What?
"..."
Some people he knew in passing had an interest in herbology. Maybe he could pick this and see if it worth anything medically. Then we could get to what really mattered and see if the plant was edible. If it bore edible fruit, what'd it taste like?
Lazenca pulled on the piece of jerky hanging from his mouth, standing and stretching. He'd look more to see if there was actually a plant with fruit attached to it, or lying about after already having fallen off.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 2:18 am
"Try smoking it."
Reinhart said mocking the man who seemed lost in the vegitation of the DEAD forest. He appeared from the brush, holding a bloodied sack in one hand and eyed Lazenca curiously. After a couple of visit to this damnable place he knew from experience that not everyone he encountered here was friendly. Hell, up to this date he hadn't done much else around the area but fight and well, collect bloody sakcs...
Releasing his baggage he let it thump onto the forest ground then quickly he searched his pockets for his cigarettes. After lighting it he spoke holding the cancer stick between his lips.
"So..."
He left Laz the chance to finish the sentence.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 2:43 am
Quote: Flora: The forest is a place filled with ancient trees and elegant vines and flowers...
Lazenca stood, eyeing the sack after it hit the ground, then the man who dropped it. It wouldn't put at ease any worry, because Lazenca didn't have a friendly face. He might've looked a little tired and annoyed at the world, but he sure didn't look happy to see this guy.
"Neither should you. It'll kill you, sooner or later."
By now, Lazenca would be able to tell if the sack was containing anything that'd carry a strong scent. Say, that of a fell beast's head, which he thought it was. Laz had a sack too.. white duffel bag, but it was already down beside him. "...Smoke somewhere the hell else. Damned if I'm catching early secondhand death from another vagabond."
Not the best of moods. What else is new?
[edit to 2nd spoken line.]
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 2:58 am
[.. X ..] "Neither should you. It'll kill you, sooner or later."
He stifled a laugh and took a long drag of his smoke, puffing a circle out soon after.
"I give the cigarette better odds than anything else in this place to be honest."
Provocation? More than likely.[.. X ..] "...Smoke somewhere the hell else. Damned if I'm catching early secondhand death from another vagabond."
Reinhart smirked confidently as he flicked the ash from his coffin nail. Provocation? Definitely.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 3:21 am
Lazenca sighed. It was nice and slow affair. Drawn out so much and so loud, that one had to wonder if he'd actually yawned. Of course the guy wouldn't respect Lazenca's relatively clean airspace. Chaaaa.
So, then his right hand rose. It was deliberate, so the other person would see that he didn't have anything in his hands. No shirt, so no sleeves (though there was that black cloak under which his his left arm limply dangled). And then Laz started walking forward. The arm was in such a way that it was considered "out," but it wasn't straight at all. If the smoker decided to grab his arm, he had a better chance suddenly breaking it if it was straight. No... bent so he'd have control, but extended enough for action to take place.
The desired action this time around was nothing more than plucking the cigarette from his mouth with claws and dropping it to the ground before him. This scenario was a bit familiar to Lazenca. Started out the same way most of the time... so with low and apparently unfocused eyes, would this time be any different? Would Reinhart actually let Laz touch him?
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 3:29 am
Reinhart showed no sign of fear nor withdrew, he even set the cigarette up between his lips for Lazenca. His hands went into his jacket pockets as he watched the shirtless man approach, his eye fixed on Lazenca. Since of course the other was hidden behind his hair, as usual. Yes he'd let Lazenca pluck the smoke from his lips, yes he'd let him invade his personal space.
But that's as far as he'd let Lazenca go. Try something he thought. For all he knew he'd just strip him of his cigarette and return to his plants. Then again he may strip him of his cigarette then strip him of his throat. He was ready however, let's see what you'll do. If anything Reinhart may admit the man had balls.
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