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 Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 4:21 pm
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Ya think this fight will ever end?
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 7:19 pm
((Nope, don't want it to right now. Do you?))
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 9:47 am
((hmm...you want a defense move, you got it. You seemed to understand my last post for the most part anyway, so don't worry about it. Now, you never said you pulled your left leg back like you did your right in your post, so I'm going to take advantage of that, assuming that you left your leg out from trying to kick my head.))
"...don't think so.", Currupt thought quietly to himself.
Already squatting slightly, this made things even easier for Currupt as SabaDrith launched his left kick to his ear. Quickly contemplating to himself, he figures that SabaDrith expects him to to a certain move to deal with the kick. That particular move came to mind, but Currupt decided to be different this time. In one fell swooplike movement, Currupt simply crouched a little lower enough to just avoid the kick to his head. Then like some kind of relentless machine, he used his left hand to tightly clench onto SabaDrith's left calf, pulling it out to fully extend it. And just like a precise machine would do, Currupt followed up with his right fist for a heavy snap punch to the demon's kneecap, about a quarter of a second after grabbing his calves. This move was yet another attempt to hyperextend or just break SabaDrith's leg.
((Basically, it happens like this. Duck, grab, POW! Happening about as fast as you can say those three words.
Oh, by the way, since I almost forgot I had my sharp nails and you don't really have any protection on your legs other than your feeble pants, this move should probably cause some pain before I even hit you.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 1:44 pm
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Ok so let me get this right. Ducted lower then you already are, which means your face is almost in the dirt. Your sqauting not sure how going any lower could avoid a swooping kick that rises from the ground and up to your head level, I see that unlikely but cool I go with it none the less.
For flow sake you dodge, then you grab my calf, a calf that has already passed you and put a shot for the kneecap that has also already passed you. Your punching at a left leg that just whirled by you cause ya didn't block. Your block was to stop my insane rotation, but you dodged, that kind of momentum does not stop on a dime even if I wanted it to, so this is what I see happening.
Just trying to get a picture painted.
You duck, kick flys over, you grab my calf, ok some nails in flesh, and then you punch a kneecap that is on the other side of the leg?
One last thing, Calf is above the knee to make someone's leg extended you grab the ankle or shin area and pull towards you.
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"Having fun?"
Those where the only words spoken as Currupt once again made a massive bad judgement in movements. The leg had flown over the ducting man who grasped it, thus catching it from behind, and pulling to extend and then punching the back of his knee?
It was like fist against sheer rock as however the nails dug in abit, and black blood seeped out of small wounds. SabaDrith had been stabed with a spear in the leg and kepted going as if nothing happened, a few nails ain't going to stop him.
However he did have a chance to try a break away move he liked and thus it got complicated. With his left side facing towards Currupt he kept up what little momentum he had and added more to it with what twisting he could do. Once touching ground on his right foot, that was about when Currupt grabed his leg after it swung by and extended it. Bouncing off the foot and twisting his body as he actually let himself fall. His hands bouncing off the ground as his right foot shot behind him like a donkey kick. The heel soaring for the unprotected face or any part that it could hit to kick his foe off balance from his squating postion. That would happen bout the same time Currupt's right arm fully extended.
Grasping the ground, and pulling and twisting he would try to perform this falling kick and at the very moment it happened he would pull on that ground and roll and twist. Hopefully breaking free of his foe's grip and geting some distance so he could think of more fun attacks to try. His blood flowing as he grined slightly to himself. Things where finally picking up.
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Just tyring to keep things flowing and fun, kinda dramatic. I am only hoping you can get all that and make a good counter or something, whatever it is that you do. However keep in mind no matter how strong a simple snaping punch that your trying to perform could in no way break a normal kneecap, let alone someone with inhuman.
Bashing attacks and other kicks are really what you should use to break or shatter or even damage kneecaps otherwise not much point to it. Ok your move.^^
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 4:17 pm
((Look, I said I was still slightly squatting, meaning I wasn't crouching inches off the ground, but my knees were bent some so I could perform my action close to the level of your right leg when it was diagnally facing the ground as you were trying to kick my face when it actually was inches from the ground. Just take what I say more literally, don't exaggerate it. But for the most part you did understand my post. I ducked under the left kick, immediately grabbing your calf in midair, then pulled it straight and tried to break your front knee with my right fist.
And no, your calf is below the knee, behind the shin. What you're thinking of is the thigh and the hamstring area, which was not what I was aiming for.
Don't say you're "just trying to keep things flowing" anymore. It kinda jinxed us last time. k?))
Although SabaDrith's knee was described as being like "sheer rock", it seemed all but redundant as Currupt just finished crushing the sheer rock on his forarms just two seconds ago. Nonetheless, it didn't really matter if he broke his kneecap or not, there was always something better coming right after his every move.
Now as for SabaDrith's donkey kick, Currupt had no real problem dealing with it, for his arm didn't have to fully extend to basically throw a hook punch at the beast's left knee. His snap punch was swift and quick as it "bounced" a few inches off from the knee after hitting it and coming to a stop(that might sound confusing to you, but simply put I didn't just leave my fist on your knee after I hit it, I pulled it back some). And at that moment Currupt's fist came to a stop, his eyes caught the demon's right foot coming, his right hand naturally following the high alert and catching the bottom of his steel toed boot just before it could reach his face. Otherwise, Currupt would've leaned his face out the way to the side, putting his neck to good use. After tightly grabbing the bottom of SabaDrith's right boot with his right hand, Currupt quickly took both of the beast's legs and lifted him up in the air before he could even twist his body. In a similar fashion to when SabaDrith slammed Currupt on his back, Currupt brought the monster back down. Oh no, not to hit the ground on his back, but he(me) soccer kicked with his right foot to strike SabaDrith in the lower spine! It would be just useless to explain the reprocussions that the demon would face if this counter were to follow through correctly.
"...yup.", Currupt replied in a dank, dark double-toned voice as he stood staring down at SabaDrith.
(( Ah, I knew I'd catch you in the same position you had me eventually...revenge is delicious. Ok, hope you like this post. Read it thoroughly.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 7:32 am
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I just like matches to keep moving, OOC argueing is annoying. Ok I see all your points, I could argue and win a few things but no pointreally. Please make sure you read my entire post I am just going off what I can imagine from yours.
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"It ends!"
The beast let himself fly up, and just when the kick was launched, just when it was about to strike his lower back it was stop. Stoped as the shin of Currupt's foot met the muscle of SabaDrith's a**?
To better understand it carefully this is what would happen. The beast flexed his stomach muscles, crunching in as his back rose up like a bullet, thus his a** sorta went down. The lower spine gone from it's original postion however the a** had moved down further, thus the muscle in his a** and the shin just hit each other. No big really, except that little b***h of a tail found itself wraping around poor Currupt's ankle and pulling the leg! Holding the leg up and extended as for the top side movements.
SabaDrith rose, his face was not of a cool calm warrior. It almost had a animal like glimmer in his eyes as his hands shot forth and grabed...Currupt's Neck!?
In one fatal pull in the beast had crunched himself up and forward on the one leg balencing Currupt and would put both hands around Currupt's neck. Because Currupt was holding his feet there was no defense, just a clear shot to the neck.
With a tight hold that in a matter of a second would crush in Currupt's windpipe the following gravity took form.
Currupt was on one leg, and had alot of weight, 220lbs to be exact, and momentum pushing him back, thus the logical event is that he would fall right on his a** with a monster right ontop of him. The only reason the beast took this course was for a very simple reason.
By the time Currupt raised his own hands to remove SabaDrith's from around his neck, Currupt would no longer have a wind pipe. Moving like lighting and his sheer strength had given him a winning blow that could end the match right where it was. Currupt would be out cold by the time he hit the floor, he would not feel the 220lbs landing ontop of him and knocking what little wind he had left out of him. Simple clean, a feirce move that was performed in the time it takes for Currupt to blink. SabaDrith ahd never moved so fast through out this whole match as he did now.
However this is what was interesting. No matter what move was made, no matter what Currupt pulled, the beast would not let go. He was in a mind set to finish the match right here and even if his legs where broken, which they were not just hurting abit, he would not let go till after that one second that it took to put Currupt out cold on the floor.
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That's my post. If ya find a way to save yourself let me know. I would not mind having the match go further but I would not mind it ending here as well.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 7:34 am
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That's the winning move unless you let go of my legs and stop my hands. However if ya do that, both my legs extended and you go flying on your a** anyway. This is where it becomes difficult for you I think. No matter what you do, you got to be carefull on your next move. However so do I.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 10:32 am
((Yes. This is the part of the fight I've been waiting for. The climactic scene where it looked as though it were about to end horribly for either me, or you. This shouldn't be difficult at all for me to think, it just makes me want to tap even further into my creativity like you just did. Now watch and learn the consequence of your actions.))
Currupt's right leg was pulled and extended by SabaDrith's tail, though a major neucence, and yet a minor setback for him. He watched closely as the beast crunched upward to reach his face, and it would seem this is this exact moment where things would either fall in SabaDrith's or Currupt's favor. He took the utmost advantage of this moment. The monster's clawing hands would be interrupted by...his own legs? Yes, before the beast could fully lean forward enough to grab anything, Currupt lifted up and flipped him back with that burst of hightened anxiety and that "You're not gonna die!" feeling that makes ordinary mother's able to lift half ton heavy cars to save their indangered baby. And with that, Currupt followed the beast with his own body weight, so SabaDrith would slam uncomfortably on his back(assuming that you tucked your head in to avoid a full blown concussion to the top of your skull) with his hands straight up and his knees in his face, and with Currupt on top of him. Currupt's right leg was still sitting between the beast's buttcheeks, but that wasn't going to be his main problem. As soon as SabaDrith's body landed and he felt the utter shock from his mid spine to the rest of his torso as cause to gravity and additional weight, Currupt used his hands which were still holding tightly to his left calf and right foot to spread open his(your) legs, only to surprise his face with a devastating barrage of...knee bashes!
Currupt kept his left leg behind him as he toppled onto his flipping opponent, readying it like an archer would with a bow and arrow. Having pent up all of his rage into when he had the perfect oppurtunity to unleash it, Currupt attacked SabaDrith's face as a vicious predator would, determined to finish off its prey. He wanted to make sure he could get as many hits in before the beast could finally bring his arms all the was down to block the blows, so he threw them faster than any known creature built solefully in combat. Four good blows with all his strength and thensome, focused purely on SabaDrith's face. He knew that he could get at least 2 or 3 hits in before the beast would begin blocking, when one hit would be strong enough to literally cave in a human face--but just break a nose and jaw, and knock out some teeth in SabaDrith's case. So imagining several of these hits would probably leave the beast knocked out with a broken face. Currupt was completely conciencous(knowing) about the durability of the monster's bones, which is exactly why he saved up all this energy to do him off right now.
When he finished dealing his blows to SabaDrith's hopefully now unconcious face, Currupt replied, "yeah....for you."
A cocky smirk began to form on Currupt's face, as he most enjoyed finishing his opponent's sentences. His Lordship's throne has finally been overtaken and is now under new rule...over whatever he was ruling.
((I know you're thinking you could pull me off you with your tail, but I'm pretty heavy myself, so it'll have to be extremely thick in muscle to do that. Plus I'm still holding onto your legs.
I'm not saying this is my winning move, but it's dang close to it.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 10:44 am
((It's funny how you just advised me to use knee bashes to shatter bones, and I end up using it to try and finish you off. The irony in it is just as sweet as revenge itself.
Counting our posts, it looks like we technically have like 2 or 3 posts left before 15.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 2:29 pm
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....I am not going to even bother OOCing with this one.
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What was Currupt thinking, the blows would not have enough power by the time they reached near SabaDrith face to break a twig. Not to mention he could have blocked the first knee using a simple hand movement. Also now Currpt would be sorta unbalenced and siting ontop of a crunched up spring that had enough strneght to stop a speeding train with a pinky finger. SabaDrith's own reaching hands where infront of him, they had to go nowhere in order to defend himself, personally SabaDrith was expecting much better. In his reach his hands had aimed for the throat, simply fliping back changed nothing, his arms where fully ready to defend himself against blows to the face.
With out even trying he used Currupt's own attack against him. Instead of landing on his back his head tucked in as they fell, his hands reaching behind him and as soon as he hit ground his hands reached over his head. His arched back rolling smoohtly on the ground, but for a reason. As the first blow launched it would miss the face by a mere few inches as the beast roared. His foul breathing booming from his mouth as he pushed off his hands and extended his legs. In this he performed a hand stand, and lifted Currupt himself off the ground, who went into the air ballencing on his stomach by the beasts feet.
His muscles tense as the mighty Lord would not be brought down by such pathetic attempts, one did not earn the title with out a reason.
However he was not done as he grined. Tucking in just abit, his face well and safe from the extended body he would drop down so that he would flip.
To further explain this is what was happening. Currupt had ahold of both SabaDrith's legs, and of course his right was being extended along the edge of SabaDrith's back. SabaDrith had his hands bending in after fully extending to do the handstand, that removed the knee blows out of range, so that he would fall on his stomach. However Currupt would land on his head. Not sure if his skull was as thick as SabaDrith's but regardless that was going to hurt. The demonstration of sheer strength was nothing short of astounding as the entire time the beast was roaring and the following words echoed out.
"I will never yeild!"
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Did ya understand that, this is starting to get messy so I will find a way to break away next move and we an finish about next post I think.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 2:34 pm
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Yout set it all up yourself, all I had to do was have the strength.
You made me land on my back, so I tucked in so that I rolled, hell I was already going into that postion from the crunch. My hands reach over my head as I land, rolling on an arched back. You said yourself your ontop of me, so all I need to do is a handstand and extend my legs and your close range knee attacks are way out of range. Now your falling down so that I will land on my stomahc, but your going to land on your head, face, or back.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 6:40 pm
The whole entire movement in which SabaDrith reacted would appear to be flawless, leading Currupt to be in an impecable doom. However, one minor detail was overlooked. Currupt couldn't end up being balanced on the beast's feet by his stomach after he had threw his left knee out...because he had spread open the beast's legs in order to get anywhere near his face!(which is what I did in my last post) So this is how things really turned out.
Currupt flips SabaDrith over and spreads his legs to launch his knee at his face, but he ends up missing as the beast rolls backwards further and stands on his hands. Now, Currupt finds himself hovering over the demon's body, holding himself up(still by your foot and calf) with his thrown out knee in between his spread out legs. This would be the most PERFECT oppurtunity for Currupt to just end this match right now by just letting go of SabaDrith's feet and have his body quickly fall, dragging his knee down to slam his shin into the demon's groin. BUT, that would be underhanded...and the concious that is Balance wouldn't want to be known to have defeated this great monster by hitting him in the balls. So, out of a matter of respect, Currupt did nothing in the air but push the beast's feet and legs forward, using them and his own knee to cushion the fall that both fighters took back to the ground.
"......"
He sat there, on the ground behind his opponent. Bitterly mumbling to himself was another side of Currupt that felt regret in leaving this match ultimately neutral. Still holding onto SabaDrith's feet, he waited until the beast's tail would let go of his right foot before thinking to do anything else.
Currupt's attacks would be demeaned as "pathetic" by some self-proclaimed "lord". It wouldn't matter, as he did not care if his skills in combat were recognized by others, but it was purely himself in whom he wanted to prove his worth.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 6:48 pm
((I usually like the messes in fights, they're the best parts. But, like I said earlier, the climax already passed and there's nothing much we can do now. Your post.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 7:29 pm
BUUUUUZZZZZZZ!
His Lordship moved quickly at the sound, his tail lashing and leting go as his hands, still on the ground, pushed off and he twisted himself. Brekaing free of Currupt's hold as he landed on his feet. Skidding to a halt and staring with strong and fierce eyes. Thinking over each move and noting all his foes actions and responses before turning around and walking away. His form elegant but beastly, an odd combo but it seem to work. Like a wild animal so free that it had to be admired.
However behind Currpt came a sweet and innocent voice.
"He is not an animal ya know, in a way he truely is human...."
A Kitsune female, a pretty young women wearing the standard Rock Fist nurse outfit walked up behind Currupt with a bag of medical supplies. Her hands behind her back and the bag slung over her shoulder as her dark green hair swayed, covering her green orbs.
"I mean sure he is inhuman, but Lord SabaDrith is unique. I think he is the only Devil with a heart, at least I hope so. He says we should value life, and despite all he is and what he was born as, he moves on with hope in his heart. I think thats what makes him stronger then anything else. With out hope...what do we have left ya know...."
She smiled lightly to Currpt before kissing him on the cheek and moving past him. Flowing towards her master who waited as she started to tend to his medical needs. Special trained she had been by his side tending to him for over two thousand years. In the end, it had become her life...caring for somehting so many said could never have morals...and there it stood holding it's head high and living....
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 8:06 pm
Currupt casually stood up straight, staring down at his dirty body and bruised back. He calmly brushed off all the dirt on his pants and chest, ending by soulfully brushing off his shoulders. His muscles relaxed all over and he appeared back to his regular size as his skin color returned back to a chocolate brown and cornrows returned black.
Balance stretched and yawned widely, looking back to his opponent being treated behind him. His facial expression went back to being dropped and blank as he stared on, trying to read what SabaDrith was thinking right now.
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