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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:12 pm
((Sorry.))
"Guys, get over here."
Said Jacknife into his radio.
"We got ourselves another fight. Looks like a swordsman, magical too from what he just did. So if you two would kindly come provide some backup."
Jacknife pulled the new pistol that he had snagged from the trunk of his Jeep from the back of his waistband and aimed it at the thing.
"Sorry, but I'm going to have to request that you not harm anyone. I would also like to know if you know anything about a petal?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:21 pm
"You do not even know what you have done, do you mortal?" The empty armour bellowed as he turned to the man sitting in the window.
"By touching my prison you have chalanged me!" It banged a clenched fist against the shield.
"You should be concerning yourself with proving your worth, not about flowers!" It was really worked up, "Yours can be a warriors death, fighting the greatest swordsman to ever live eternal!"
"Sir. Roxsohard, the false knight!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:21 pm
Masuyu head the radio call and snapped out of his calm state of mind. Aiming a hand at the door, he focused his power around the clenched fist. Before anyone could scramble out of the jeep, he fired off a beam to bust the door's handles off and loosen the door.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:24 pm
((XD Roxsohard? Nice))
"Tecnically I did not touch your prison."
He scratched his head.
"Question. Does that armor still chafe if you dont have any skin?"
He was trying to buy a bit of time for his companions to get here. He could probably fight this guy pretty well without them, but why take the additional risk?
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:25 pm
((I'm assuming that this things magical, as it seems that way, though I'd appreciate a yes or no. No, I don't really expect you'll let me disenchant it, but Nascen would try to.))
Nascen ran through the now open doors, getting his staff out and looking at the thing. "Jacknife, keep a safe distance, and aim for the... eh... no vitals... um, how about the hand holding the weapon? Make it drop it maybe?" he blinked as he paused for a moment of confused though. "Yeah, something like that. Unless maybe I could interest you in something not including combat, Mister Armor?" Nascen said, giving the statue baby eyes- er, eye.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:31 pm
((Mmhmm, it would be sustained by the same chaotic magic as everything else."
"Chafe?" And the empy helmet tilted backwards slighty, "Bwahahahahaha!"
"No, I feel no chafing, fool! In fact I've had no bottom half in thousands of years!" It was strangely floating there, "I have no lower armor to chafe my invisible loins!"
"But the fact I have no loins fills me with fustaration. SEXUAL fustration!" It pointed with his sword, "Fustration that will fuel my battle rage!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:33 pm
((I'm feeling that that entire post should go in the memorable quotes page...))
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:35 pm
((Unfortunatly due to time constraints, I cannot pause the battle if other players come in.
But, if your team goes to eat, and nobody else posts nothing will happen.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:35 pm
((Thank'ee, but I gotta log. Be back later, hopefully, and maybe still get to lend a hand if things go okay 'n stuff.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:36 pm
((I'll fight him alone then, and hope my team hurries back, because I'm sure as soon as I leave somebody will rush in and post.))
"You know, there are pills to fix that. I'll bum you some cash to run down to the drugstore and pick some up if you happen to have any sort of petal of chaos and want to make a trade..."
Somehow he didnt think this was going to work. It was true, he had seen pills at the store that said 'Got an invisible schlong? We can fix that.'
He had quickly vacated that store...
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:50 pm
"End the humor and FACE ME!" The False Knight bellowed.
With a jump the armour came down from the pile onto the floor of the ballroom.
"If you do not exit that window and face me in single combat, I will float over there and remove you myself!" It somehow puffed up its armoured chest, "I can do that you know."
"I will give you EXACTLY one full length of a thorned toad's croak. Make haste if you know what is good for you."
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:54 pm
"You know what. I like you. If you werent so bent on kicking my a** I'd offer to buy you a drink back at Firebrand."
He hopped through the window. As he did a silent alarm went off, signaling straight to police HQ that the Gambino Mansion was being entered by an unauthorized visitor.
"So, what do ya say? Want to go get a drink? Or do we really have to fight to the death and all that jazz?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:12 pm
The knight looked at him for a moment.
"I will glady take a drink from you, but a very specific one." It raised the sword in the air, "FOR I THIRST FOR BATTLE!"
With that mighty pun the False Knight began to charge forward, with its sheild at the ready out front and sword trailing behind. It was a classic maneuver, put as much of your mass behind the shield as possible.
If it did get into range, it would use as much mometum as possible to deleiver a mighty wide slash. Atempting to cleave Alan at the waist.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:18 pm
((I'm thinking this guy probably weighs about 100 lbs, considering an average suit of armor weighs between 100-150, and he is missing the legs. I think that may even be generous. I'm just going on physics here, so if his magicalness makes him weigh more please tell me.))
Jacknife stepped foreward slightly, judged the timing, then rolled foreward right underneath the armor. His eyes were purple as he did this, and he held the sword away from him with his mind.
He quickly turned and fired two shots at the back of the armor as it careened away from him.
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