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 Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 4:43 pm
They fell backwards, Ryu's kick hit Cris' abdomen, Cris bent his legs and tucked his knees together. His knees landed on Ryu's chest with his own weight behind them. Cris assumed a somewhat sitting postion on Ryu and pull back on Ryu's leg leaning back onto his own to avoid another kick. Hyper extension of Ryu's hamstrings.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 5:02 pm
Cristopher Reinhart They fell backwards, Ryu's kick hit Cris' abdomen, Cris bent his legs and tucked his knees together. His knees landed on Ryu's chest with his own weight behind them. Cris assumed a somewhat sitting postion on Ryu and pull back on Ryu's leg leaning back onto his own to avoid another kick. Hyper extension of Ryu's hamstrings. Ryugi's leg burned like hell as the tendon in his leg hyperextended. Despite his training, he seldom pushed his leg that far, and it still burned. It was most definately going to hurt the next morning, but he wasn't done yet. Ryugi still had one trick, quite literally, left up his sleave. Deep under the skin of his forearms, a new gift had been bestowed upon him. Bone blades, sharp enough to cut and saw through bone with relative ease. They were not mere human bones either, they were dragon bones, powerful, tough and light. In an instant Ryugi let go of Cris's legs as his weight was forced back onto them with his pulling off Ryugi's leg. His fists tightened and with a quick gulp preparing himself for the pain he was about to recieve, thrust his fists downward, activating the switchblade like mechanism that shot the blades up the through the skin of his forearms. He cried out in pain as the five inch tall, thriteen inch long, half inch wide blades exited his forearms witha sickening RRIIIIPPP!!! and a spatter of blood and soft flesh hit the back of Cris's shirt. As the blades were still in mid motion outwards, Ryugi pushed his arms forewards to the point at which the blades were now poking into Cris's back slightly, nothing harmful, but enought to get his, "point" across. It was a warning. Ryugi wasn't heartless, and he wanted to see whst Cris would do. Ryugi's mind swirled with pain from his recently exited weaponry, and his burning hamstring. Hopefully this would announce his intentions that the fight end here and now, and hopefully Cris wouldn't think less of him for thinking of them...
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 5:22 pm
The wind had retruned to Cris lungs from Ryu's swift kick, though he still had hold of his friend's leg there was no mistake from what he saw next. It wasn't hard to see nor hear when Ryu had thrust his fist downward then the sickening rip. Since Cris was lenaing back so far it made it simpler to see what was goin on behind his back. Then the blades!
Holy sh...!
From pure reflex did Cris let go of Ryu's leg and rolled away rather fast, he didn't know the potential of the damned things but neither did he want to find out. Cris looked on from a crouched position not too far away from Ryu in shock and confusion.
"Didn't think he could do that."
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 5:55 pm
Ryugi winced as he looked back at Cris, who now stood off ahead of him, and stood up.
Yeah...They're new...
He winced as he spoke, and blood dribbled slowly onto the blades, dripping off of the sharp tips into little tiny pools on the ground.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 11:17 pm
Now, custard is a very bizarre substance, in that the harder you hit it, the harder it becomes. Shouyins wall had effectively got caught by this, and didn't rise to its full height, instead, it came to about 3 feet off the ground. Which was potentially more dangerous for Chris.
'Oh shi-' And he collided with the wall, his upper body snapping forward and unintentionally flipping, slightly to the right of Shouyin (Shouyins right) and if Shouyin were unlucky, he might receive a glancing blow from Chris.
Chris hit the ground, hard, and with large splurt, kind of noise. The custard hadn't exactly helped him, as his speed of his decent managed the change the custards strength to harder than whatever he would've landed on before. He lay there for a moment, a cut over his forehead, his trouser legs thoroughly ruined, and a developing bruise on his upper shoulders/just before the neck.
'Urgh...ow...'
Chris slowly reached up, and took off his hat, and tossed it in Shouyins direction, not an attack by any means, but something to show Chris was going to. He then seemed to just melt into the custard, and if Shouyin was halfway intelligent, he would turn round, and see the hat speeding towards him. If not, well, thats his problem.
Just as Chris was nearing Shouyin, he would jump up, and attempt to drag Shouyin into the custard.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 1:18 am
Ryugi Kazamaru Ryugi winced as he looked back at Cris, who now stood off ahead of him, and stood up. Yeah...They're new...He winced as he spoke, and blood dribbled slowly onto the blades, dripping off of the sharp tips into little tiny pools on the ground. Cris stood from his crouched postion and smiled lightly looking at Ryugi. "I figured. Nice trick by the way, let me show you one of mine." A smirk adorned his face as he spoke those last words. Then it came, that twisted white glow in his eyes, his facial expression now shone with a hint of madness. Light laughter began coming from Cris, it wasn't one that would be the least bit comforting to Ryugi though. No. It heald that same hint of madness as the rest of him now held. He was tapping into his power or rather, their power. It wasn't a transformation but Ryugi would clearly see the difference. Actually it'd be hard to miss as Cris' skin began changing color, from it's usual to a couple different shades of grey. His hair went from a lush red, to a deathly white. If Ryu was paying enough attention he'd see strange things going on inside of Cris' body. Needless to say this all happened in a matter of moments but Cris didn't need all the time in the world to do what he was doing. Everything stopped. Cris remained as he was, his eyes still on Ryu, his hair and skin now different shades, one could swear the man looked dead! The glow subsided but his eyes remained white with no iris nor pupil. The biggest difference on his body would have to be that Cris looked like he'd been sucked dry. The skin on his body looked as if it almost clung to his bones! It may've looked like a transformation after all. Cris thought he'd match Ryu's bones with some of his own. Ryu was now fighting something that looked like a walking corpse!
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 4:42 am
By the time Shouyin's wall had pushed out and his opponent hit the floor he'd already figured out this substance's way. Slowly he moved his hands out, and lo did they come out. As the man started to get to his feet Shouyin had begun moving about the arena, slowly of course, but without restriction from the goo on the ground. He could effectively 'dance' about the ring with ease, focusing sometimes on little pieces of his wall, which had melded back into the ground now, to support his feet in certain places, thus speeding up his movement. If he kept proper rhythm and balance it'd be simple for him to avoid most any attack.
Doo doo doo, the hat floated by his shoulder as the man sunk into the ground. Shouyin didn't know what the fellow had planned but to keep moving was probably the best idea. Nevertheless, he kept his fists stoned up just in case.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:13 am
If Shouyin didn't plan on making any offensive maneuvers, this match was boring to be pretty damn boring. So Chris decided to force Shouyin to attack. Or else admit stalemate. The hat glided towards Chris's previously abandoned vest, and slowly started to rise, the custard beneath it taking shape. Two large "branches" of custard spread through the vests arm holes, and turned to flesh. Chris was back again, and was also folding his arms.
"I will offer you a draw now, or if you wish" Chris motioned to Shouyins feet, as he kept jumping. Two large hands rose up from the custard, and began lunging at him, like a wave, though not at a generally quick pace. If Shouyin persisted to keep dodging, and not attack. He would get tired before they would.
"You can make an attack, or drown. Your choice"
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 12:43 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 1:13 pm
((Mellorine says:
You've won
Mellorine says:
There's nothing I can do
†°¤§¦E®RŤ°†- You've got ways to take hold of my thoughts, Over-riding my senses. Lock your sights, Dead in line with your heart says:
crying
Mellorine says:
I'm serious
Mellorine says:
My light runes can't penetrate you
Mellorine says:
and you've got control of my characters blood
Mellorine says:
You can kill her whenever you want. Or at least make her lose consciousness
†°¤§¦E®RŤ°†- You've got ways to take hold of my thoughts, Over-riding my senses. Lock your sights, Dead in line with your heart says:
XP
Mellorine says:
You've won ))
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 4:29 pm
Chris_Custard Two large "branches" of custard spread through the vests arm holes, and turned to flesh...
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 11:42 pm
Shouyin Chris_Custard Two large "branches" of custard spread through the vests arm holes, and turned to flesh...
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias.((Sephiroth...please... xd ))
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 12:10 am
Chris felt the punch strike just below his navel, and it hurt . It wasn't enough to stop him attacking back though. His arms flew towards Shouyin, his left one attempting to grab Shouyins right. The other one was swung back, and then forward, coming diagonally from Chris's bottom right, aimed for Shouyins jaw. As he was swinging low, he slowly lifted his right leg, so he could attack with that as well. If his punch connected, he would pull Shouyins left side towards him, and then knee him in the stomach with his right leg. Then drive his right elbow powerfully into the back of his neck, putting him on the ground. Finishing by stepping onto Shouyin, his left foot on his head, the right on the small of his back, stamping his face into the ground until he died, or lost consciouness.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 5:10 am
This kid was a nuisance now, he was sick of him and his goo. The first punch connected with the solid rock Shouyin's jaw now was and his opponent's arm gripped his own, but that was it. A spike two inches in diameter burst out of Shouyin's right arm where Chris had gripped it as his left hand, still rocked up from the beginning of the fight, went flying into the man's kidney. He was all too smug about the situation and took Shouyin for granted at every turn.
He'd have to learn otherwise.
Veni, veni, venias, (Gloriosa)
Ne me mori facias (Generosa)
Veni, veni, venias, (Gloriosa)
Ne me mori facias. (Generosa)
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 5:51 am
As Chris's punched connected, it also turn to custard, and with that force, it wouldn't be surprising if Shouyins jaw was cracked or even swept off completely. The stone spike pierced Chris's hand and that also turned to custard, binding the two men together. Chris once again melted into the custard, only to erupt seconds later, seeming to be from all around Shouyin, multiple arms and legs thrashed at Shouyin, all turning to custard before he'd have a chance to make a target on them. If Shouyin were to stay "human", he'd get beaten down and drowned, and if he were to turn to stone, he'd get smashed into pieces.
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