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 Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 12:54 pm
Not even affected by the power surge, as what happened the other night, Tutsumi had blocked the tail in the same motion he used to grab onto Fox's leg. (It's a circular motion, it would have knocked it away.) Sakura petals would start to appear around him, soon followed by rose petals. More and more started to appear until the full count of cells in his body would be reached. As they fell through the air around the arena, a few would land around everyone and on them as well. It would be a nice show.
For those wanting to destroy the petals, they would be harder than steel and most elements had no effect on them including electricity and fire.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 12:58 pm
He leaned forward aganist the railing, his tail swishing around against the floor Hm. You son is quite the fighter. His strength grows with each day... the flame within his eye danced lightly again
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:01 pm
((I have to go for a bit, we can do the nose the next time I see you ? PM or Msn id you like with the answer Fox))
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:05 pm
These flowers meant nothing to him, just like steel. He flicked his leg waights off in to the air and he kicked it at him. This leg weight said 5ib but this is not true. It was a magically enchanted training tool that pulled down 50gs down on it. so kicking it would take a lot of force and even more so at the rate that it was flying. He aimed just for his body it was meant to get this cell out of the way.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:12 pm
Grasping the weight in his left hand, Tutsumi shook his head slightly and threw it right back at him with around one hundred G's behind it as a force. As the petals landed on Fox's skin, they immediately went under it, melding with it, and then reproducing at a rapid rate. At this point, the only way to stop them was to tear his limbs off. Everyone else, however, was immune to the petals...at least for now.
"Nice weights. Nice kick too."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:19 pm
Fox was trained to fight threw the pain, and doing somethign liek this to him was stuped, He was just a shell of a being, the only thing that was in him was a crystal and that was nonbreakable. Throwing it mack this just gave him more amo to kick back. Fox kicked it back his feat showed no strain and it flew back at him. " I hope you understand that I am playing with you." Fox tuck a step foreword and vanished it was time for him to show his speed
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:22 pm
More and more the petals reproduced until it was covering his arms, starting to spread down his back and front. Tutsumi just continued to stand there, sighing slightly. He took a deep breath in and started to concentrate.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:27 pm
Because he did not move or try to the 50g pluss the force that was needed to move it like a pullet at him from the kick hit
Tutsumi in the chest, this would send him off balance and at this point Fox came in, from behind using the force of the weight to add to the force of his own kick for he would fall backwards and fox would be the force to interrupt this movement. The steel protection meant nothing to Fox he was known to kick threw such things.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:38 pm
The actual weight was nothing more than a high schooler getting hit in the chest with a softball, nothing. He felt that his skin was slightly red underneath but then quickly spun around and aimed a kick for Fox' jaw using a mule kick, except it was much faster. He hadn't said anything yet, but he was holding back as well. For years he spend time in dimensions which held up to five hundred G's, causing him to get used to the environment.
Right as soon as he was sure the kick hit, he then moved away yet again with a simply flicker, reappearing a few feet away.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:44 pm
Seeing this kick fox bent his body back the kick he was trying stopped, but he saw something new now, the garbed the toe of his foot with his left hand and pulled his body to it and wrapped him self on his leg and shut his tail at the knee cap he was going to brake the knee this way. him being attached to the knee already the only way to stop this would be to rip his own leg off. or fox but he had his claws in him already there was no geting him off with out taring his own musal off now.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:48 pm
He was watching from the stands. As he saw the petals he became somewhat annoyed. "tccht. Is that it boy? I hope you can do better. " He was readying for stepping up to the battle if it was neccesary.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:54 pm
rook,in dragon form landed on top of a giant stone pillar of ruble with alan on rooks head amongst his short black main.alan being a gold dragon stood out(he is small,check bio if want exact measurements)rook whatched the fight while alan sniffed at the pedles floating around in the air.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 1:58 pm
It was then that the petals linked together, bending Fox's arms out and off of his leg. The petals then started to apply pressure to Fox's elbow, pulling it out the wrong way. The petals were now along and covering Fox's torso and moving down to his legs. They would also constrict his spine and start to bend him backwards. Fox should have ripped his arms off when he had the chance since the surface mass of the petals now was at a high count it would be near impossible for a person of his age, power or ability to break. This was old school, a dead art of fighting mixed with tactics.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 2:16 pm
Unknown to this man but known to most of the people here, fox was not nine. really he was much older, and held much more power in him then people knew of, he had never used his true power. Oh his tail made contact and the petals would not stop his tail braking his knee. " Do you believe this has stopped me. " People forget who his mother is who trans him and who and what he is made of. he smiles and the ground starts to shack his eyes close and a purple mist starts to form around him and a giggle comes from fox , followed by a hellish scream. this was not the normal high pitched nose that was thought to be form a chilled but this was a voice from hell its self. The power that came from this boy spiked higher then most people in this place. He taped in to the pools of power that the dark Queen and His lord and teacher Yawgmoth gave him. Even Dax put in his own two since in to this boy. Rubble started to fall from the already torn building and the scream just became louder. With that threw the small pockets of free air around him that was not being masked from the mist he seemed to be melting from his skin. He seemed to still be giggling as this hellish scream and he was falling apart.
Fox walked out of this mist fine it seemed, he smiled his skin now a milky wight and hair a deep black his skin now littered in tattoos and old makings. as he came out he was twirling one of this man's petals in his hand. " Promethium." is all he said. as he rushed at the man. faster then before. This made him vanish from both sound and sight and even power scans. As he moved the first step was made with a boom like a shotgun this was the sonic boom that followed him Fox as he got close did not have to slow down for the move that he was trying a quick leg sweep but it was more like a footie tackle he never stopped moving all he did was slide on his butt with his feet in front of him and just keep moving once he hit or passed by him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 2:25 pm
As the tail went through his knee, rose petals quickly covered and supported the bones. It was a temporary fix to the problem. As Fox came at him, he disappeared as well only to come up behind Fox and place a kick directly at the spine on his neck. The kick within itself would feel as if the boy had just been driven through by a few hundred Mack trucks. He moved back again and sighed. All this boy was doing was really using his tail, it was a cheap trick. As the kick hit him, fire would ignite on the boy's body. The petal he was twirling would then meld back into his fingers.
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