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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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 Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 6:47 pm
Still apologizing, still. Aprife's grin was quickly becoming strained. While the blow had bought him an easy escape from his opponent's next swing, he couldn't help but feel some semblance of pain. Though he could easily go as far as blackmailing someone with a huge, s**t-eating smirk on his face, he had never been particularly violent. Mental warfare was different than physical. And Fellah… That compliment had been real. Why in gog's name. There hadn't been even a hint of sarcasm. Aprife could only wish this big guy lived up to his spectacular size in snark or something. If he had been berated and purposefully beaten up, he felt like he could have fought back with the same vigor as a good investigation. But no, instead he just felt… bad. It was a weird, uncomfortable feeling he rarely felt.
"Jegus, Fellah…" he spat, the corners of his mouth turning down. Spinning the whip back around in his hands, he kicked off with a foot and attacked in a large, sideways sweep.
13/20 HP
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Unaru rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 7:09 pm
The redblood was quite the unbelievably useless sight. He was getting his butt handed to him and just fumbling left and right. Fellah was about to say something to Aprife when that whip came sailing toward him and nailed him in the chest. The large troll cringed. He didn't look to be doing too well. As he stumbled he made a half-hearted attempt to swing at Aprife's legs with his shovel. He already felt bad about having whacked him in the face, the least he could do was aim somewhere less painful. His weapon connected though the blow wasn't that impress of a shot.
2/20
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 7:32 pm
As average as the hit might have been, Aprife was left off balance from his own forward assault and ended up on the ground for the second time once the shovel contacted with his leg. Rubbing his knee where he had taken the brunt of the attack, he grimaced. Walking was going to be uncomfortable for a little while. s**t. Maneuvering with the good knee he had left, he tried to steady. Clambering to his feet, he did a little one-two hop on the uninjured leg barely tapping his other foot on the ground for fear of agitating the knee further. He couldn't fight like this, though. Forcing weight on it, he tried for another strike with his whip, but the sudden pain that shot up his leg, as dull as it was, surprised him enough to screw up the attempt. Whip tails flew through nothing but air.
10/20 HP
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Unaru rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 7:45 pm
Fellah watched Aprife have trouble standing. He really felt terrible about the whole thing, he needed to try not to dwell on it though. He knew he wasn't doing too well and if he had any shot he needed to try and get his game face on. Regardless he still didn't want to hurt Aprife too much. He tried to give a small blow toward Aprife's abdomen, it couldn't hurt him too bad could it? His attempt had much much more power behind it than he had thought. He was trying to stop being so pathetic but when he hit the yellow blood he couldn't help himself, "G-Geez Aprife, I'm sorry...again" he said, his shoulders bunching up, he hadn't tried to hit that hard.
2/20
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:04 pm
Hopping back onto his good leg, Aprife left himself open for another hit. He could see it coming and winced even before it landed. Gasping, he clutched at his stomach. The swing had caught him largely on the side, but there was a terrible, nauseous feeling spreading through him. Don't puke. Don't puke. Sucking in a quick breath, he stumbled back a bit, landing on his bad leg again. "s**t!" Now he was going forward. This was not the way he wanted to go. His free arm flailed out to the side, seeking balance, while his whip snapped in front of him defensively. In the sickened stupor, he feared not swinging the whip would leave him way too open and vulnerable.
5/20 HP
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:31 pm
Fellah watched Aprife stumble about and he squirmed a bit standing there, he still couldn't believe that he had hurt the yellowblood so much. "A-Are you okay buddy? I didn't mean to hit ya so hard" he reached a hand out trying to offer him an arm to steady on before the whip came cracking toward him. It slashed across one of his shoulders and made him take a step back.
Fellah was hurting quite a bit, the fight had been pretty grueling as it were but what he couldn't stand the most was seeing someone he knew in pain like that. He couldn't handle fighting any longer. He took another few stumbles back before crashing to the ground. He didn't want to fight anymore, hopefully if he just sat there looking defeated it'd be good enough. He was done with it either way though; and he knew damn well that he'd be feeling those welts in the morning.
0/20
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:42 pm
Thanks to the ceaseless flailing of that free arm, after his whip made its final contact, Aprife nearly tripped and stumbled backwards again. When his bad leg felt weight on it for the way-too-many-ith time since he had gotten his knee messed up, it finally gave out completely and he fell back, landing heavily on his bottom. Breathing hard as his stomach continued to churn, he eventually found the gumption to look away from his lap, where his eyes had been trained since falling, and over to his opponent. Fellah wasn't getting up. He looked done. Despite it all, Aprife had somehow won. How, he didn't know. And at this point, with all the discomfort, he didn't really care.
Stretching his legs out, he sighed, rubbing a sleeve under his nose. The blood had mostly stopped flowing and dried, but what wetness was left rubbed off and blended into the fabric. What in Alternia had possessed him to sign up for this?
"Fellah?" He muttered, his voice cracking. Water. Water, please. "Good fight, bro."
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:44 pm
Regina jerked awake with a snort as the crowd grew louder. In sympathy with the redblood, she had closed her eyes as he had his and well ... drifted off. Standing up, she leaned over the side of her box, lifting the microphone and trying to clear her head of sleep.
"Aaaand it looks like Fellah is dooooown for the count! Oooone ... twwwwo ... threeee ... fourrrrr ... five! Yes he ain't getting up! That, fellow trolls, is a textbook example of what we call brains over brawn! The winner of this match is Invasi, I reeeepeat, Aprife Invasi is moving on to the next round!"
The crowd rumbled. It hadn't been a vicious match, and there were a few jeers from the stands, but enough blood had been spilled. They cheered for Aprife, and his name echoed around the stadium.
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