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 Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:30 pm
The man's nose broke, spraying blood everywhere.
He stood, groaning, and pulled out a pill-shaped Mysticker: Mend 1. He slapped it on his face and activated it. The blood stopped instantly, and with a sickening crack, he snapped his nose back into place.
"I gotta say, punk, you've shown yourself to be pretty skilled. Not as a Blazer, but as a person. I could use people like you. Unfortunately, I don't like your face. You're going to die for what you've done."
He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a yellow Mysticker that looked like the sun. With a sudden flash of insight, Anatoly realized what the N stood for.
Nova-Star.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:37 pm
"Really," Anatoly replied, grabbing the still-unstable Blazer's hand and going for an Ouchi Gari takedown, then punching his throat.
((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4IxLY9n_-o Reference again))
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:40 pm
((...it says that "he stood, groaning"...))
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:50 pm
((Haha. Good man.))
As he fell, he blocked the punch with his iced-over arm, and with the other, slapped N-Star on the inside of the blocking arm. He pushed Anatoly back and primed N-Star.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 4:54 pm
Anatoly attempted to destroy the Blazer's ability to direct the N-Star by picking up the letter opener they had come beside and attempting to cut away the sticker from the man's flesh.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:02 pm
The man cried out as the letter opener punctured his flesh, but he had twisted so that the N-Star was untouched. He punched at Anatoly with his icy spiked fist, pulling the letter opened away as he did.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:05 pm
Anatoly blocked the punch with his arm; it punctured his flesh painfully, but it wasn't a fatal wound, at least. Anatoly, full of the other man's rage, yanked his knee up against the man's crotch and went for the man's eyes in his moment of weakness.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:14 pm
The man fell back, groaning, and swung blindly with his arm. It hit the wall and with a high-pitched squeal, N-Star activated.
There was an enormous explosion, blowing out thirty feet of wall in either direction and filling the hallway with smoke and debris.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 5:17 pm
Resolving not to let the man activate the N-Star again, Anatoly got his Letter Opener of Doom in a reverse grip, held his breath, and went into a LOD-first tackle of the man, based on listening to his footsteps and coughing in the hallway.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 7:56 pm
The man grabbed Anatoly's head with the N-Arm and blew him to pieces.
JK, JK. rolleyes
The man cried out in pain as the LOD stabbed into the flesh of his upper arm. Grabbing Anatoly's wrist, he aimed a headbutt for his face.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:29 pm
Anatoly took the headbutt with a grunt and, despite being dazed, utilized the man's pull to carry out another takedown on the man, falling on top of the Blazer with an elbow to his face. If he could just knock the man out...
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:41 pm
He couldn't. The Mend Mysticker was still active, so he was healing mostly as fast as he was being hurt.
He punched with his ice arm, obviously hesitant to use the N-Star until he could figure out a way to control it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:48 pm
Anatoly identified the problem and rolled with the ice arm punch. He then brought the LOD to bear against the Mend Mysticker, again intending to carve it off.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 8:53 pm
The Mysticker came off in a bloody torrent. Roaring, the man realized he had one option.
"Draw," he said, as he slammed his N-Arm into the ground between them.
The resulting explosion rocked the building, shattering windows and blowing doors off their hinges.
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