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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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 Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:20 pm
Techni-coloured BloodBath And her final words were... "
((Ooh...cool weapon... eek )) " And then...she faded to darkness.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:25 pm
And her final words were... "((Hey! Quotes are fixed! blaugh
Also, I gtg for an hour or two, probably be back soon. 3nodding )) " And then...she faded to darkness.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:48 pm
((Stave is actually typically used as a plural word for staff... you wouldn't say staffs, you would say staves. But I used it to mean quarterstaff. Usually metal-reinforced tips, and made of hardwood so you can't just lob them in half with a regular sword. They act as both weapon and shield - except for possibly katanas, swords will just leave chips along the edge.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:53 pm
zfatal ((Staves are not for those who aren't skilled enough for a sword - staves are actually extremely deadly weapons, quick, powerful, long-reaching, and beautiful. What good is a sword if I can break your wrist before you can even attack?)) Talon looked up at the looming Lark, still involuntarily trapped in his squirrel form. < I came to see if you'd like some company,> he spoke in her mind. < However, being among all this nature must have... influenced my powers.> Lark sighed, then replied in a dry voice, "Don't flatter yourself. Powers you have not, only ability. You have no talent for your abilities, however."< That's rather rude,> Talon commented freely. However, he took no offense. Lark was Lark, and she wouldn't change for him, or anybody. But... especially not for him, which was disappointing.... Lark rolled her eyes, then returned her gaze to the canopy above. She stood, as if to get closer to the enthralling view, and stood like that for minutes on end.~ Matt glanced at Kryxel sidelong before gingerly picking up the tool. It felt heavy and powerful, like it would require little effort to swing into a bone-breaking whack. Such a tool... so powerful, it would seem. After a minute, Matt followed Kryxel to the other part of the gym. (what good is braking my wrist if i can dodge your stave?) "let us start small. two people attacking at random with a three second break in between" kryxel keyed in the attack and the holo ninjas apeared.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 6:59 pm
((Well, point is, someone skilled with a stave will beat someone equally skilled with a sword. This isn't bringing in the subject of being not-human or anything like that. A stave - quarterstaff - is just too long and powerful for a sword to get in close enough to attack. And if not your wrist, then your skull or your neck or your knee or your chest. Robin's merry men used staves instead of swords to subdue their prey without killing them. And most quarterstaves do have a sharp side, too, just for functionality.))
Matt jumped back, clutching the staff with white knuckles. Immediately as the two holograms ran up, Matt began throwing the staff around wildly, hitting nothing and receiving blows that would have killed him if not holographic in nature.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:18 pm
"okay...one on one...robin hood style."
the sene changed to a log brige over a rushing river.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:21 pm
"Who's Robin Hood?" Matt asked, trying to maintain his balance on a log. When an enemy rushed up - miraculously, Matt managed to land a lucky strike, sending the holographic enemy out of commission.
"Okay... lucky shot number one down... two to go," Matt murmured, unnerved.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:25 pm
"you have never read robin hood?"
kryxel said typing in a special request for the next combatant
[JOHN LITTLE]
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:28 pm
((the time of this RP takes place 20,000+ years after present time, apparently.))
"No," Matt replied, mouth gaping as he saw his next opponent. "I'm supposed to beat a giant!?"
And with that, Matt once again began swinging his pole around wildly, to be knocked into the virtual water shortly after.
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:54 pm
[I thought his name was "Little John"...
I'm a wereturkey ;D]
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 7:59 pm
((yes, it is little john. john little is a sheep Shepard. little john, is not. and you look cool, techni. much better than my tired old outfit I can't seem to change... don't have enough gold for anything new, heh...))
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 8:05 pm
And her final words were... "((Back! surprised But I have to leave again at Midnight (one hour from now)...have to wake up earlier again tomorrow...the chimney sweep in coming to clean out our chimney and inspect it...>_>))" And then...she faded to darkness.
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2008 8:05 pm
[You don't have a wishlist on your profile. What items are you looking for?]
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