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 Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 9:50 pm
Mavrick_hero Hakiro-kun_777 Mavrick_hero Hakiro-kun_777 Mavrick_hero Hakiro-kun_777 The shot was incredibly fast, and too fast to dodge. Hakiro had no choice but to take it. But the shot was headed for a leathal area, so Hakiro leapt back to buy time, then clasped his hands together, palms ignited, and caught the arrow in the middle of the arrowhead and tail. Unfortunately, the arrow had pierced into Hakiro's chest. The arrow burned off, but there was a pretty bad wound at the lower left part of his chest. Hakiro slightly bent his back forward to rest, he put his right hand to his wound, and smiled, weakly. "Pretty good aim, for a jerkoff...." He lit his index finger on his right hand, and extended it outward. He started to write the kanji for 'fire' and 'power' in the air, one on top of the other. He then drew his katana, and pressed the blade against the kanji, which immediately surrounded it in a brilliant orange and yellow flame, and a blade of fire extended from it's tip. "I don't think you've ever faced a demonic aura before, though...." Hakiro's face was contorted, fury welling up inside of him, strengthening his sword. The blade, now twice as long as the No-Dachi but lighter than the katana, was now lifted straight up, a tower of extreme heat and power. Hakiro, his fire demon part of him now awake, charged at a blinding speed at Mavrick. During this time, he still kept his blade straight up in the air, creating a streak of red slicing through the air. He focused on Maverick. "EAT THIS!!!!!" he screamed, his voice booming, as he finally brought his blade downward, then right, then left, and repeated 3 times more. "JUDGEMENT OF FIRE!!!!!!!"(7) The crossbow was much too heavy to lower in time. He was too busy watching his opponent prepare the attack to realize how fast he would be done, so he received most of the blows. He attempted to block as he was hit with a barrage of attacks. Seeing an opening after the third set of strikes, he thrusted his fist toward his opponent using all of his strength. He was weakened severely. (7) "GUH-" Hakiro had no time to make his witty remark, as he was hit unexpectedly by a powerful straight punch. Since he was charging at a fierce speed, Maverick's attack was increased twofold. Hakiro sailed across the floor a good ten feet before tumbling onto the ground and rolling into a defensive stance. He was gasping and trying to regain his breath. "wheeze.....wheeze.....nuh-n-nice punch ya got th-there...."he weakly stated, wobbling a bit. He reasheathed the no-dachi, and took to his fist-fighting stance. "Let's try somthing different now..." A ball of fire lit up in his hands, and it whirled around and around, faster and faster, like a top. He took four crashing steps, long strides that cracked the ground as he took them. As he did this he lifted his arm above his head and behind him. At the fourth step, at a speed equal to that of a charging elk, he threw his arm toward Mavrick, letting go of the spinning ball of fire on the ground, and it rolled toward him at a blinding speed. The ball seemed to go off course, but it soon curved and started to circle Mavrick, as if it were to trap him in a circle.(8 ) Mavrick didn't know what to do. He had expended most of his remaining energy with that last punch. The wounds from Hakiro's onslaught were taking their toll on him. His eyes followed the ball of fire as it circled him. He had to hope that he could predict when it would hit him and hope that he timed his jump just right, or else he didn't know how he would evade the attack. He shuffled his feet slightly, looking for the right moment. Sensing it as the ball moved form his back to the side, he jumped backwards, hoping to dodge it. (8 ) Mavrick flipped back just in time to dodge the flaming ball. It spun out of control, and it soon collided into a nearby cactus. Hakiro sighed in disgust as he watched the spectacle. He lifted his left hand to cup his forehead, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Tch....gutterball....I thought my curve was perfect by now...." He lit his arm again, this time not letting the spin go at all. "This time, I'll take the direct approach!!!" He threw the ball of fire at a shocking speed, but this time it rolled as straight as an arrow toward Mavrick. "I'll take the spare instead!!!" (9) Mav-Hunter braced himself by covering his face with crossed arms. He called out "You don't get any points if the pin stays up!" just before the flames engulfed him. After disappearing. He remained standing, but his clothes and skin were badly burnt from the attack. With great pain, he raised his head to look at his opponent, slowly etching a smile across his face. "No more extra points for you..." He hissed in pain and recoiled a little, the fire doing more damage than he thought. (9) Hakiro looks directly at Mavrick, with a fierce glare with his head tilted a bit forward. They both are at a standstill, until a noise breaks the silence. It was the sound of Hakiro's laughter, his back now arched back, right hand at his forehead, and his left at his waist. Almost tearing up, he states "Man, this was too fun. I can't help but enjoy myself right now." He finally pauses, and switches to his offensive stance. "Well, I guess the only way to end this then..." He stands firmly, and a small flame develops at his head, hands, and feet. "....with a BANG!!" The five points suddenly burst and grow exponentially, covering both Hakiro and the air above him at a good 15 feet. He charges at Mavrick, with a smile, and leaps into the air. At the peak of his jump, Hakiro then goes into a nose dive, headed directly for Mavrick. He extends his arms toward the same direction, and starts to spin around, creating a swirl of fire in the skies. "TORRENT OF FIRE!" He screams, as he comes nearer and nearer. (10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:23 pm
Hakiro-kun_777 Mavrick_hero Hakiro-kun_777 Mavrick_hero Hakiro-kun_777 "GUH-" Hakiro had no time to make his witty remark, as he was hit unexpectedly by a powerful straight punch. Since he was charging at a fierce speed, Maverick's attack was increased twofold. Hakiro sailed across the floor a good ten feet before tumbling onto the ground and rolling into a defensive stance. He was gasping and trying to regain his breath. "wheeze.....wheeze.....nuh-n-nice punch ya got th-there...."he weakly stated, wobbling a bit. He reasheathed the no-dachi, and took to his fist-fighting stance. "Let's try somthing different now..." A ball of fire lit up in his hands, and it whirled around and around, faster and faster, like a top. He took four crashing steps, long strides that cracked the ground as he took them. As he did this he lifted his arm above his head and behind him. At the fourth step, at a speed equal to that of a charging elk, he threw his arm toward Mavrick, letting go of the spinning ball of fire on the ground, and it rolled toward him at a blinding speed. The ball seemed to go off course, but it soon curved and started to circle Mavrick, as if it were to trap him in a circle.(8 ) Mavrick didn't know what to do. He had expended most of his remaining energy with that last punch. The wounds from Hakiro's onslaught were taking their toll on him. His eyes followed the ball of fire as it circled him. He had to hope that he could predict when it would hit him and hope that he timed his jump just right, or else he didn't know how he would evade the attack. He shuffled his feet slightly, looking for the right moment. Sensing it as the ball moved form his back to the side, he jumped backwards, hoping to dodge it. (8 ) Mavrick flipped back just in time to dodge the flaming ball. It spun out of control, and it soon collided into a nearby cactus. Hakiro sighed in disgust as he watched the spectacle. He lifted his left hand to cup his forehead, and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Tch....gutterball....I thought my curve was perfect by now...." He lit his arm again, this time not letting the spin go at all. "This time, I'll take the direct approach!!!" He threw the ball of fire at a shocking speed, but this time it rolled as straight as an arrow toward Mavrick. "I'll take the spare instead!!!" (9) Mav-Hunter braced himself by covering his face with crossed arms. He called out "You don't get any points if the pin stays up!" just before the flames engulfed him. After disappearing. He remained standing, but his clothes and skin were badly burnt from the attack. With great pain, he raised his head to look at his opponent, slowly etching a smile across his face. "No more extra points for you..." He hissed in pain and recoiled a little, the fire doing more damage than he thought. (9) Hakiro looks directly at Mavrick, with a fierce glare with his head tilted a bit forward. They both are at a standstill, until a noise breaks the silence. It was the sound of Hakiro's laughter, his back now arched back, right hand at his forehead, and his left at his waist. Almost tearing up, he states "Man, this was too fun. I can't help but enjoy myself right now." He finally pauses, and switches to his offensive stance. "Well, I guess the only way to end this then..." He stands firmly, and a small flame develops at his head, hands, and feet. "....with a BANG!!" The five points suddenly burst and grow exponentially, covering both Hakiro and the air above him at a good 15 feet. He charges at Mavrick, with a smile, and leaps into the air. At the peak of his jump, Hakiro then goes into a nose dive, headed directly for Mavrick. He extends his arms toward the same direction, and starts to spin around, creating a swirl of fire in the skies. "TORRENT OF FIRE!" He screams, as he comes nearer and nearer. (10) Mav-Hunter knew that if he was going to win, he'd have to wager everything on this last attack. With a last burst of strength, he jumped up into the air, colliding against Hakiro, matching his opponent's fire with his force. The pain was unbearable when he entered the flames, and he could feel himself slipping away. That was when they made contact. He couldn't be sure who hit whom but when it happened, the entire field was covered in a bright light. When it was all over. Mav-hunter lay face down on the ground, counsious, but unable to move. His only hope of victory is that his last effort was enough to knock out his opponent. Although he doubted that greatly as he was in such a weakened condition. (10)
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 9:06 pm
Great fight, Mav. Now, all we got to do is get a ref to judge this fight!
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