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 Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 9:40 am
Ruriska Flamonk's Fourth Attack: 9 This is one mean monkey =[
When Aludra swung her stick again, Flamonk lifted her arm in an effort to block it, fury taking over where her playful attitude had been before. The stick hit her hard enough against her arm to make her hear something snap, but she was so blinded by anger that she hardly cared.
Drawing a deep breath, she launched another stream of fire Aludra's way, though she did not exactly have the best aim considering her lack of an eye and the pain in her face. She just wanted to burn the senshi to a crisp and eat her starseed. Was that too much to ask?
Honestly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 9:47 am
Sunshine Alouette Vulpicry's Fourth Attack: 5
Vulpicry had become aware that most things did not actually find a large, fluffy, fox monster scary, despite the monster part of things.
Digging its paws in the earth for a few thoughtful, tense moments, it shook off the throbbing in its head and tried to focus on its enemy again. Snarling, it charged forward at length, as quickly as it could. It was a straight on tackle, but the thing was fast on its spindly legs.
The quick attack was its last effort to get a hard hit in and topple the knight once and for all. Once she was off her feet, after all, Vulpicry would have a much easier time getting to her neck and other more vulnerable parts.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 9:54 am
baby_gwing Who knew moths were so tough? Mothro's Third Attack: 8
Things were going well. Her stun spore cloud seemed to be keeping its effect, which was just what Mothro wanted to see, and the little prey had been winded by hitting a tree after her last tackle. So the giant moth was rearing up to take another fluttering tackle at the knight.
Unfortunately, a creature of her build and design did not have many practical attack methods, and though she saw her opponent weakening, Mothro did not consider her weak enough to be drained of energy.
So another tackle came flying towards Dallol, though Mothro herself noticed a slower attack, and a weight in her hard working wings that indicated she was growing tired.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 10:00 am
Pixie Krysta Ordreg I feel so bad for them ;-; Merlinite's Third Attack: 5
If he spent any time thinking, he would crumble. Everything about this situation was wrong. He was attacking someone he honestly did not want to hurt, and had no reason to other than the fact that he was too scared to make a stand and break away from the command of Chaos.
He did not know this senshi, and was not familiar with her attacks. He saw her glowing hands and knew that meant some sort of senshi magic was just waiting to be unleashed.
"We have to be enemies. Look what happens when you try to change things!" He blamed himself for all of this. For Camelot being hurt, for Navi, for this battle and all the people Painite would hurt because of it. He shut his eyes and fought back the tears, forcing himself to focus and charge, pulling his club back and swinging it at her shoulder.
This might not have felt good, but it was the only thing that really made sense. It was the only thing he knew.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 10:06 am
litian SEE. MIGHTY SQUABOTTO. Squabotto's Third Attack: 7
Squabotto knew the whole time that he would do well in this fight.
No doubt.
Puffing out his chest, the giant bird flapped his wings with some profound effort to hoist himself in the air again, but this time it did not seem like his intent was to dive bomb again. In fact, he just kept flapping his wings and hovering, though he flapped with more and more intent, until he was able to kick up a surprisingly strong wind that was sent whirling toward Falias.
This was his moment! His triumph! Squabotto would be the winner!
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 2:42 pm
Noir Songbird Natron vs. Megrez. Megrez's roll for this round is 5. "Yeah, okay, good luck with that!" Megrez saw and heard the General coming, unaware that Camelot was effectively already "taken down." She managed to dodge the blade end of the weapon with only a slight graze to her right arm, and she went for the big guns right away: "Ostrich Egg Toss." When the big, heavy egg landed in her hands, she hurled it right at Natron, though unfortunately it didn't seem to hit quite as solidly as she would have liked. An ostrich egg to the face was a good incapacitator, she had learned.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 3:02 pm
Lithiasaur Glitnir vs. Youma Geargo. Glitnir's roll for this round is 7. Glitnir only just barely got out of the way out of the bizarre metallic youma, sustaining a knock to the side in the process. "Dammit, get out of my way!" He had to find the Royal Knight, but he had a feeling that he wasn't going anywhere till this thing was good and dusted, if it could be dusted. Had the Negaverse finally figured out how to make attack robots, or was this just some sort of metal-skinned youma? He was hoping for the latter. Grunting, he swung his scales down at the youma, hoping to put a dent in it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 3:16 pm
Strickenized Sadachbia vs. Umber. Sadachbia's roll for this round is 10. If Sadachbia had been looking for a lieutenant to scramble with, she got one. She felt the aura coming up behind her and was able to turn around to see him, but unfortunately she wasn't fast enough to keep her legs from being kicked out from under her. She stumbled and went to the ground face-first, but was able to roll over with a surprising agility. "You can only fight so dirty," she mumbled before pulling herself to her feet and raising her hands, palms upturned. "Sadachbian Building Blocks!" Two bricks fell neatly into her hands, and she threw them straight at Umber's face. Nothing like a bloody nose to start the battle with, if they hit home. Quote: [Magic info, just in case... I realize I've been forgetting them too often >>] Sailor Scout Attack: Sadachbian Building Blocks! Raising her hands up like she's carrying something, Sadachbia calls out the attack name and summons two standard-sized bricks that drop into her hands. These bricks can be thrown at the enemy, though they're a bit lighter than normal bricks and so they won't really break anything if they hit someone (though it'll probably still hurt). The bricks crumble to dust upon contact with a target or the ground. Sadachbia cannot summon more bricks until she has used her current two or their time limit has expired (if not used, they'll disappear after 20 seconds). This attack can be used 3 times per battle for a total of 6 bricks.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 4:52 pm
Dallol knew that she had to move soon. Somehow. Anyhow. Even if it would aggravate the back injury she had just sustained from crashing into the tree at such high speed. She was not fancying the idea of being trapped between the tree that was behind her and the incoming Mothro that was throwing itself literally into her lithe frame as its main mode of attack.
The effect of the poison still rendered her immobile for the large part though she soon found that she was able to move slightly if she put her mind to it. Mind over matter. Go figure. There wasn't very much she was able to do in her current state other than take Mothro face on so she called the arabic coffee pot that was her weapon to her hand, grabbing it the other way such that its handle was pointed at Mothro's belly. Hopefully the youma wasn't the type to catch onto what she had in mind and thwart her attempt entirely.
She grimaced as soon as Mothro crashed into her, white spots dancing in her field of vision as she used her other hand to try to get the mothlike creature off her ribs so that she could breathe. "Get off me you freak of nature..."
xLithiasaur Giant squishy moth monsters are hard to deal with :< Dallol's fourth attack: 7
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 6:27 pm
The length of Cinnabar's tail lashed once as she turned her eyes on her apparent opponent for this fight, her lips curling into a grin at the pretty little thing brandishing a mace at her.
Hmm... Uranus knight? She'd been studying up on the planets, struggling to catch up on all the things she hadn't considered important before. Mars had been the first of the series, but all had reviewed, as much as the Negaverse had on them. This slip of a girl's blue tones spoke of Neptune, but the symbols were clearly Uranus.
There was something more than that odd about her, though... something that tickled at the back of her mind and made her head ache in an echo of what had happened with Kairatos. Cinnabar frowned thunderously as she realized it, her smile twisting into a snarl.
You wore our uniform, Knight... but you fought beside us. In the end, you left us behind, me and him, just like the others.
"Its your funeral, Sweet thing." She growled, something inhuman rumbling in her voice. Hands flexed with a popping of knuckles and her own weaponry displayed itself, black claws springing from the tips of thickened fingers.
With no further warning, she launched herself at the knight, taking a swing at her with claws extended.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 6:32 pm
"Oh you poor little lamb. You have no idea how much trouble you're in, do you?"
Opal couldn't believe how easy he was going to make this. If there was one thing she could say about the White Moon was that all of them seemed to cling to this stupidly optimistic world view. He had no idea what he was facing but he was running into danger anyway. She felt it was now her duty to let him know what a dangerous position he was in.
She moved forward and put a hand on his chest, stopping him from going anywhere. A sickeningly sweet smile was on her face.
"You should probably help yourself before you think about others."
Opal pushed her hand into his chest and wrapped it around the poor kid's starseed. She didn't move to take it yet, wanting Oort to know exactly the predicament he was in. It felt very much like having her hand around Ida's starseed oh so long ago. She could quickly get used to this kind of power and wanted nothing more than to see that look of innocence to get wiped from his face.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 7:01 pm
Vesuvius did not like youma. He would never like youma. It was almost worse than being faced with a girl opponent. They were just off and freaky looking and most were much more trouble than they were worth. This one did not appear to be any exception, damnit.
It was surprising when vine arms lashed out and struck him.
"What the hell?"
Vesuvius was knocked off his feet and fell onto the grass on his back, the wind stolen momentarily from his lungs. Dots danced in front of his eyes and he blinked while he struggled to pull in breath. If it was to help anyone but Camelot, anyone at all, he wouldn't be here. He was a foolish man sometimes but even he had his limits. There were plenty of other knights and senshi here.
He managed to make it back to his feet wishing for maybe the millionth time that he had SOMETHING more helpful than a plastic sword.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 8:40 pm
The teen danced back after he hit her, the grin on her face not at all pleasant. His own face was a mask of scowling determination, with a side of not-wanting-to-be-here.
Green eyes widened as she called up something and Fulgurite felt a moment of panic as he realized she was about to cast her magic at him. Damn white mooners... He'd never faced one like this before... her magic could be anything...
And it turned out it was a painful something, which was the worst kind of anything. Metal shards sprayed towards him, scoring on his abundance of bare skin to rip his shins and forearms to shreds as he shielded his face and chest.
"b***h!" He snapped as he shook it off, his face a mask of hate. He rushed her again, hoping to distract her from attacking him again.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 9:13 pm
"That's me~" Elpis practically giggled. She hadn't expected that level of damage, but it wasn't doing any harm to her pride, Although she seened to be giving a jaunty grin, inwardly she was going over her next move, blinking when he rushed her. His attack certainly brought more fresh bruises, and the Metal Senshi hissed, bringing her fist up rapidly in an attempt to uppercut his midsection. She wasn't admitting she never expected to fight another senshi before, and for the malicious grin on her face, some part of her was vastly unsettled, deciding to talk to Kells when she got home to vent as she snarled. "All bar, aren't you? Bark and fists and no creativity."
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 3:25 am
Why wouldn’t it just die? With a sob, Aludra swung again but her weapon never connected. Instead it fell short when she dropped it in sudden panic. Fire crackled and flamed and she shrieked; a high-pitched sound of dismay. Her hands, outstretched, took the brunt of the fire. It was all she could do to jump. Up and away. She hit a low tree branch, grasped at it, felt burnt skin simply slough off her hand and dropped back again with another cry of pain, probably right on top of Flamonk. Lithiasaur Fifth attack: 5 7, 2,10, 7, 5poor bby isn't going to be doing much fighting after this xD
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