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 Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 9:53 am
((All I can say is...whatever. The bottom line is that we're both trying to get away with something, and we both can't have what we want. You didn't say that you used your left arm to pick me up and slam me. That's what threw everything off and caused this whole mess. Anyway, let's move on.))
Seconds pass as the dust cleared from the heavy impact into the ground. There Currupt lay, stiffened like a hard boulder, his eyes solemly closed. His body left almost a foot deep imprint in the dry dirt, with all of his muscles tensing with adrenilline.
Finally, Currupt slowly arose, quicker than anyone would have expected. Turning to face his distant opponent, he cracked his neck left and right before opening his eyes. His facial expression relaxed some as he tried to compose himself more. Although, the reason in such calmness couldn't be seen for his back was covered in bruises and scratches. With both arms now draped at his sides, Currupt decided to change his offensive strategy to a defensive one, now waiting for the "wild animal" to come at him.
((umm...what did you do with my other post? It looks like you took your words and put them in my mouth, literally.))
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 11:04 am
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I said I grabed your other hand and wa susing both my hands to grasp yours, and sorry if it seems like I am shoving things down your throat. I took a passive style when Arch and I fought and look how that s**t turned out. Just read my posts very carefully as I do the same to you and keep your moves short and things should flow smoothly. I refuse for the Final Match to be nothing short of Fantastic, hopefully.
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The beast grined abit, moving forth with a wild form. His hands down below his waist, his body hunched over and leaning forward as his feet slamed off the ground. Each step cracking the earth as his tail lashed like a wild whip behind him. His feet slaming off the ground as he soared up a few feet, his right hand cocked back as he unleashed a rather old move.
In the blink of an eye he had torqued himself and then snaped, in basic launching himself like a bullet right at his target, but spinning like a drill. Dust rising around him and the air parting like the red sea. The Drill Slam was a full body hit in which the body rotating at such speeds that the air rippled around him. He was relying on a counter or a block of some form to make the move fully complete for it's secret would be revealed then. For now Currupt had to make a daring choice, Dodge, Dodge and Counter or block the speed mass at his own peril!
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 9:16 pm
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I have lost interest in this Match and tournament cause I doubt anyone comes here anymore but like three people. Ya should have Kept it a Thread in Commerce Oni, too mnay good places turn to guilds and die because they become complicated. Reagrdless as long as someone people are reading and enjoying I will stick around.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 11:01 am
((He has a point. This tournament was invigorating at first, but as it kept stretching on and on, more and more people left. But the main reason I've been gone so long was because I was being a myspace addict. Here I go.))
At first thought, Currupt wanted to just simply sidestep this Drill Slam, but then again, he figured a simple action should get a simple reaction. As SabaDrith quickly charged at Currupt, he jumped up just above the height of his diving opponent, and timed himself precisely enough to front flip with the utmost agility. He threw his right leg out as he flipped to unleash a devastating downward axe heel kick towards SabaDrith's midsection, rather just in the stomach area. However, where the hit lands is undetermined, considering that SabaDrith was spinning as he charged. The possibilites are endless, varying from the sternums, lower spine, or even the liver area. If the liver was to be struck, the several different nerves connected to it would be upset, one of the nerves which connect to the testicles(just FYI). Nonetheless, this counter's objective was to basically strike SabaDrith, and send him crashing into the ground; a fitting revenge for an earlier slam delt on Currupt.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 2:54 pm
Currupt qould be lucky if his foot was stillinacted. Tamashii was not just spinning, he was ******** whirling like a hurricane in this spin. The very air heated due to friction forhis body and the result was his lower back repelling the kick with the same amount of force. His entire body spinning fast enough to repel anything that came near it.
That was the trick behind the whole attack, however there had been enough force to make the straight on slam start to head to the ground. This was fixed by muscle relaxtion. The beast had tightly packed and winded himself up and now by relaxing and twisting the other way he quickly began to slow down a few yards or so behind Currupt, and touched down about 20 or so away.
The dirt rising and kicking up, ground cracking as the beast landed both hands and hs right knee to halt himself. His head low as he turned right around, staring at his foe and grining as he waited for a move.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:35 pm
With his foot repelled from the seemingly pointless manuver by his opponent, Currupt landed calmly and eyed SabaDrith behind him having his face to his left. His plan was to not to force himself to look godlike in any way, but perhaps that was in itself underestimating his opponent. After seeing how SabaDrith has been acting offensively, Currupt is starting to care less about holding himself back.
And with that, the sky above the fighters darkened more, turning into a fast-shifting ash colored typhoon that blew through the whole battlefield surrounding. Currupt fully turned to face the beast with a different looking face, one with a hungry, more anxious expression as if he just unleashed another side of himself. Just in the short second to recognize his new face, Currupt bolted at SabaDrith with otherworldly speed; looking as though he just took one step to cover the 20-some yards. The ground itself split and blew outwards in Currupt's wake as he abruptly shot himself and skid to a stop directly in front of SabaDrith, sending a full body-size wave of dirt to consume him. Just as the wave was sent, Currupt got down and quickly grabbed a small handful of dirt in his left fist. Immediately, he dashed over to SabaDrith's back right(a few feet's distance), then leaping back at him like a stealthy predator to smuther his face with the handful of dirt. At the same time while he was attempting to blind SabaDrith, Currupt used his palming left hand to pull the beast's head back towards his oncoming right knee slam to the skull. With the combined momentum of the pullback and launch of the knee, this hit should have enough power to crack or break a skull, or in SabaDrith's case, cause some kind of concussion. The mortal force of this move could be compared to a compressing machine just hammering onto the beast's head, which would be but a hapless melon, destined to get crushed.
((is your internet back?))
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 3:14 pm
Samayou Tamashii ~{
I have lost interest in this Match and tournament cause I doubt anyone comes here anymore but like three people. Ya should have Kept it a Thread in Commerce Oni, too mnay good places turn to guilds and die because they become complicated. Reagrdless as long as someone people are reading and enjoying I will stick around.
}~ (... I quite honesly agree. Part of what made these fights interesting was ... the audiance. Plus, well seeing two go at it like what we have now would attract more roleplayers. Thats part of the thrill, is knowing your impressing someone. Guilds take that aspect out of it... it was a good place to hold a tornement though, but a separate thread would've attracted more into wanting to do this with us. Which, by the looks of it is sorely needed. There isn't much going on in the guild besdes the tornement right now. I'm not going to get into how little people even check guilds now, so I'll just go back into watching the fight unfold)
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 3:46 pm
Capital Punishment Samayou Tamashii ~{
I have lost interest in this Match and tournament cause I doubt anyone comes here anymore but like three people. Ya should have Kept it a Thread in Commerce Oni, too mnay good places turn to guilds and die because they become complicated. Reagrdless as long as someone people are reading and enjoying I will stick around.
}~ (... I quite honesly agree. Part of what made these fights interesting was ... the audiance. Plus, well seeing two go at it like what we have now would attract more roleplayers. Thats part of the thrill, is knowing your impressing someone. Guilds take that aspect out of it... it was a good place to hold a tornement though, but a separate thread would've attracted more into wanting to do this with us. Which, by the looks of it is sorely needed. There isn't much going on in the guild besdes the tornement right now. I'm not going to get into how little people even check guilds now, so I'll just go back into watching the fight unfold)
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 5:07 pm
Dirt was of no real impoirtance to doging, though one hand did rise and swat some of it away. His already attered outfit from years of worn seeming to laugh at the abuse as he never moved. His feet planted even as Currupt move behind him, SabaDrith girning. Blind soemthign that could not already see like normal beings, ya might as well wave to Ray Charles.
SabaDrith moved like lighting, ducting as the grasping of the head caught air, or so it seemed. Matching speed for speed as he ducted, move to his left, turned as his right hand reached behind. The knee flying just over head as his right hand grasped the ankle. By turning further and pushing off his left foot and started t spin to his left, dragging the midari target with him like a rag doll and hurling it across the arena with enough force to shatter bones once Currupt hit the ground.
This was no ordinary throw, all gloves where off so to speak. SabaDrith had just throwen Currupt with everything he had and by the ankle where his grasp was out of his foes reach of really doing anything. Currupt would go flailing easly over speeds that any inhuman could match running. Even Currpt himself would feel it, just before he landed into the ground like a meteor from space.
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kinda lost my interest and Zest for this whole thing but eh, keep going I guess.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 10:33 am
((So have I. I guess you could say that this is just a fight between two fading embers of fighting spirit. That's right, I forgot you were blind. Oh well, I have something better in store.))
Currupt's left hand met with his right knee as SabaDrith just ducked down his head to evade the skull smash. And matching the same agility the beast used to grasp his ankle, Currupt instantaniously clenched both of his hands onto SabaDrith's wrist. While gripping tightly enough to cut off the demon's circulation, the thought of being thrown again appeared through Currupt's mind, vexing him ever more. As SabaDrith was hurling him around in the air before letting him go, Currupt's adreniline erupted within him, bulging his body to where he looked to grow twice his size in muscle. Once SabaDrith released Currupt's right ankle, he quickly stretched his whole body out straight before using the beast's own strength, plus his own to fling him(you) at bulletlike speeds far past the battlefield's boundaries. Even with SabaDrith's staggering size and weight, this throw would most definitely treat his body as if it were a flimsy, boneless rubber chicken--crashing into the earth while all of its limbs, including its head, were used to as manual brakes from his rocketlike projection(similar to skipping rocks on the surface of a lake).
Currupt fell onto his side, then rolled onto his back, breathing heavily from using his whole body as some kind of slingshot. He kept lying there until he silenced his breathing, staring at the thunderous clouds above him; as he awaited to sense if the abomination was still alive after such a destructive punishment to his entire body.
((So yeah, how about we just pick up the pace since it is our first fight and all...))
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 3:50 pm
~{
You did what reverse the throw? Plated gloves that go down the wrist dude, ya can't cut of circulation god how many times I got to say it? XD
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Interupt!
The beast grined, his mind processing the results of his actions and what Currupt was planing. An out stretched fling could have worked but SabaDrith was tow smart so while spinning for the throw instead of leting go he held on, dancing his feet forward and keeping the momentum so that Currupt came around one more time in a spin, but this time he would feel his body rise and then back first come slaming down!
Yes the beast had predicted the move ahead of time, it was the only real move to counter such a throw, so instead he danced his feet. Moving forward and instead of leting go held on tighter, bringing Currupt around one more time and slaming him back first down into the earth instead, right infront of SabaDrith.
However it did not stop there for the beast kept going, lifting Currupt up again and trying to slam him down again, like trying to shake loose a pain the beats used his massive strength. using his body motions to perform a sort of double slam that would most likely hurt like hell. In pyschical combat this thing exceleed over all others, slowly the fact would become apparent. Years of devasting melee combat had made him a highly trained killing mahcine with his hands, preducting and countering as one of his most greatest talents, and thus he used it to full advantge.
~{Bascily foiled your plot that relys soloy on me leting go and stoping the spin form the throw. So instead I keep spining, you come flying around more rise up abit at an angle and then bring you around and down into the earth, ouch.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 7:06 pm
((I swear, you really DO like slamming and swinging like a caveman, don't you? I kinda saw this slam happening when I was typing my post, but I kept going anyway. Tell me, how can you have a steel plate go down your wrist and still be able to bend and rotate your wrist freely? Does that honestly make any sense?))
Currupt let the beast flatter himself in thinking he forsaw his oncoming reverse throw during the extremely breif second that SabaDrith would've had to take to bring Currupt's body around and let him go. Both fighter's abilities to quickly process information and predict eachother's moves were absolutely astounding. However, Currupt purposely gave the impression of a reverse as he grabbed the beast's wrist, so he would continue to change his intended actions. Over the progression of the fight, Currupt was "reading" into SabaDrith's fighting style with every move that he made so far, ultimately making him somewhat predictable. This won't lead Currupt begining to underestimate the beast again...that cost him the one and only piece of damage inflicted upon him in this entire confrentation. SabaDrith's years of experience compared to Currupt's amazingly fast learning and adaptation skills. A matter of brains versus brawn really...
Back to what was happening, Currupt's body was still enraged from adreniline as he was being swung around more times, giving ample time for him to think about how to react to whatever SabaDrith might do to him. So just as the beast was about to slam his back into the ground, Currupt quickly let go of his wrist and bent his body out and back like a metal spring, with his hands stretched out above his head(in fists). This would lead to Currupt's hands and forarms embedding into the ground, just like he wants. Then, before SabaDrith could lift him another time for a second slam, Currupt opened out his fingers further into the ground, in a sense "anchoring" himself into all of the ground that beneathed the two fighters(at this point, my body is facing outwards from SabaDrith). Sparing no time at all, Currupt used all the strength in him, as he would've throwing, in pulling his whole body to lay face flat on the ground. This would carry SabaDrith for a destructive flip slam onto his back, and some probable broken bones. On the other hand, Currupt does predict that the beast will just simply avoid it all by just letting go of his leg, which is exactly what he wants in the long run.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 2:50 pm
~{
I built and desgined the glove to be small steel plates on the top, plated in a sense that yes there are kinks in to to allow motion. Parts of the metal plating are only in certain areas like the top of the hand, not really around the wrist. That is mostly taping and just soft padding. The details I will have to find but it all works, I even had several friends over look it and thought about it before puting it into play.
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Predicting Lord SabaDrith was like predicting when the planet would explode. His years of expirence gave him knowledge in many forms of combat and though using mostly brute strength he would change styles so quickly it made a bullet look slow...even though to his Lordship they kinda where...
SabaDrith could calculate the informaiton of Currupt's body movements and gave into leting go instead of doing another move that would even boggle Currupt's mind. His hand releasing and retreating as he shot into a stance that was rather odd indeed.
His hands came up in a close fighting postion, his knees bent and he almost danced on his toes. Moving in close as this fighting form was...Seig's?
Yes in their little match SabaDrith had taken a few hints from the Yellow Warrior and combined it with another form of MA he knew called Reteng. A very fluent and kinda of limb snaping motion of attacks, the following was an example.
SabaDrith's right foot shot out like a bullet right after he let go. Aiming right for Currupt's face that was low to the ground. A sweeping kinda round house that snaped for the actually attack. The hard toe of the boot would come to the left side of Currupt's head if it did not move and do one heck of a hit. Changing styles in the blink of an eye the beast attacked once more.....
~{
I like to slam things yes but thats not all I do, old dogs learn new tricks ya know.
Anyone got a guess who is winning? I am not sure I know I did one hit, I did the slam that was cool. Otherwise it has been nothing but my brute attacks being countered by his moves and then me counteringthem and I havn;t gone change style yet...well except now, this is where it gets fun....I think.....not sure need coffee....at Midnight LMAO.
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 10:40 am
((Finally! I purposely adressed you to change your style to keep me interested in still fighting. I was afraid if I didn't say anything at all, then you would've kept being barbaric(so to speak) the rest of the fight. Now, we can do something. Just remember, you may have just changed your combat style now, but mine has been changing constantly with every attack I've been launching at you.))
Currupt landed on his toes from being set loose of SabaDrith's hold, not recoiling much from his body exertion. Still facing to the ground, the hungry smile crept back on Currupt's face, as he watched the beast's stance change in his shadow right in front of him. With his body remaining enlarged from adreniline, Currupt apparently wanted to hold up this state until he landed at least one good hit upon his opponent. This, of course is going to take a toll on his metabolism and overall energy, but a price he was willing to take for the sake of conquering the abomination. When SabaDrith lifted his right leg for the swift low snap kick, time once more slowed itself as the speed of this action was too fast to physically track with the naked eye.
SabaDrith launched his kick, and at that moment, Currupt emerged his arms from the ground as he hopped his body up to a squat position. Being that his arms were so locked and embeded into the ground, chunks of the earth looking similar to stalagmites, were uprooted onto his forams. And at that exact second where SabaDrith's right leg was fully extended, Currupt's arms quickly came together to catch the beast's calves and shins in a deadly "Earth guillutine", in attemp to simply crush in SabaDrith's right leg. Fully knowlegable that the beast could block the attack by simply flexing his leg, but Currupt timed himself to clamp in the extremely short moment that SabaDrith relaxes his leg muscles between quickly throwing and pulling his kick back. Even if this move somehow misses, Currupt's arms came together fast enough to break off the excess ground on his forarms, allowing him to fully defend himself.
((Are you getting back to your anxious self, Samayou? Like the way you were in the first few posts of this fight?))
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 4:08 pm
~{
Kinda tired really.........Hmm...slamming style fun.^^....wtf did you do? Something bout earth on your hand, somethin like that? Ah O well wing it I guess.
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"Got ya!"
The words echoed as as movement became almost undetectable. Only now would the full pyschical abilities of the beast be unleashed as his move was what Currupt was thinking and then some. Sabadrith pushed off his back leg, his body moving forward as his right leg flexed back and aborting it's kick, this allowed his other leg to finish it off in a way.
The measurements of the move would be close but if he had done it right he would be somewhat airborn, his right leg retreating as his twisted hips snaped the other way. Like a twist his right leg came flexing back and outa the way just as the two clamps slamed together.
That is when Currupt should feel SabaDrith's left shin against his right wrist, and the toe of SabaDrith's left foot slam dead on into Currupt's right ear. Least that was the plan anyhow.
His movements where no longer brutish, infact he even looked skinner but it was merely his movements. When doing moves his body seem to change, when slamming he looked brutish, when actually put careful thought into his moves his aura and appreance seemed more flowing and creative.
Currupt had not noticed it but the original kick had been a farce for the right leg had never fully extended, do to range it did not have to. SabaDrith had gone from dead on facing Currupt to having his right side face him only, and that was the start up twist to unleash the real kick, the left foot.
It came flying forward in hopes of going around the defense, around the hands that where infront of Currupt's face. Blocking his view from what was actually happening. If all went well SabaDrith would almost in a moment land on his right foot that was behind him, and his left slam right to the side of Currupt's head. Even if blocked the kick should at leats break the defense and have the squating being stumble back in shock.
By this time Currupt would notice the change. SabaDrith was moving almost twice as fast as in the firts part of the match. His moves more agile, more sleek, more well trained and toned. The fire had been lighted and sparks where about to fly.
~{
I think that coveres it ya, not sure if I got it right, your description was abit confusing but this should work if I am right. Was hoping to set you up and you do some defense move so i could try this attack out.
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