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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 5:59 pm
((No you see, what I'm saying is this. You wouldent be standing on me. I yanked the hell out of your bottom half. I did not slightly pull on you in the direction you were moving. You were jumping towards and over me, I pulled away and down from me. From my perspective, you're on the ground.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:03 pm
(( What I'm saying is this:
His foot didn't go to you and then drop straight to the ground. His foot went THROUGH you. If you got knocked back, then he's above you. If you pull him down, he's STANDING ON YOU.
If you try to pull his leg out from under him, he has another one. He's big, he's strong, and he can keep his footing.
Pulling at his feet would at best make him fall backwards. An explosion behind him would push him forewards slightly. This will all be covered.
AS SOON AS YOU POST.
This is not a request, this is a statement. You will post. You will either do something, or you will roll for survival. ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:12 pm
((His foot hit my chin, then was redirected down, not through, but fine.))
Alan's eyes would flash purple as the shotgun came up. The shotgun would immediately be pressed sideways by a LOT of force before it was even fully aimed at Jacknife, perhaps even bending the barrel if it was held in place by enough strength. In the meantime Alan's forearms would move to block his face. His legs would quickly flip up and around the man's chest as Jacknife pressed upwards with his torso and pulled Skinner back with his legs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:20 pm
Seeing the remains of a chaotic battle, his invisible form stepped across the different tree stumps. In the distance he saw two more still fighting what seemed to be a desperate match indeed, and a third was close by. Oh well, it wasn't his problem at the moment; he continued on.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:21 pm
"Well... what we got going on here?"
Sakura scratched her head a bit as she looked at what was going on before her. Her left hand went to her katana at her side, while her right went to the one at her back. But it occurred to her that she still had no idea what was going on.
"Hey! Which one of you is on my side? Or am I gonna have to kick both your asses?" She yelled, hoping to get the attention of one or the other.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:21 pm
Wahoozerman ((His foot hit my chin, then was redirected down, not through, but fine.)) (( When someone does a 'flying kick', they tend to go through something unless it can completely stop their momentum. Your chin cannot do that. If you took it and fell backwards, everything is as stated. I'm simply saying that he did not fall down onto you in the missionary position for some hot hot lovin'. )) Manuel could not hold the barrel steady, and when the shot fired it went off beside Jackknife's head, rather than into it. The sound would have been deafening, though.
In responce to the acrobatic maneuver Jackknife pulled, Manuel dropped the gun entirely, and dropped to a crouch when Jack tried to sit up. Jack certainly got his legs around him, as large as he was, but with his arms covering his face he wouldn't see the freshly drawn bootknife coming in towards his jugular vein.
As for the gunshot, it winged him through the right side.
As for the shrapnel, most of his back was protected by the double sheath that crossed it, though a few pieces dug in, one at the left shoulder, another at the right hip, which aggrivated the gunshot wound.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:22 pm
Shaking his head as he proceeded to do an unseen great acrobatic feat through the air, from the stumps and into this new forest area.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:26 pm
Oh, and at this point the 30 or so men who had ran out from the Miner compound had reached the battle zone... or what had used to be it, before everyone fled.
25 of them headed for the Dead Woods.
5 remained behind to deal with those who had shown up in the area.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:29 pm
"He's Skinner and I'm not!" Alan grunted/shouted. This was no time for introductions. As soon as he heard the gun go off, Jacknife moved his arms. As he moved his left arm his arm gaurd caught a knife in one of it's ridges. "Sneaky b*****d." Jacknife said to Skinner. Jacknife twisted his hand and caught Skinner's arm that was holding the knife. His boot pressed into Skinner's face, which he could now reach due to the crouch. Jacknife's own bootknife slid out and struck towards Skinner's neck, which was now being held open as a target by Jacknife's foot. The knife did not have far to travel.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:30 pm
Sakura turned to face the men from the Miner Company, who presumably had some sort of... Miner-y look to them. A small bead of sweat rolled down the side of her head. "Looks like you guys are from the mining company."
She kept the sword at her side sheathed for now, but her back-mounted blade was now in her left hand. She hunched down a little, the weapon at her side. "I could use a good fight. Let's tango, boys."
[Edit]
Well, that guy said it first, so he must be on her side... right? But for now she had to deal with the underlings before she could get to the big-wig. That guy seemed to be doing a good enough job anyways.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:48 pm
(( So many threads to deal with... ))
Despite that Jack couldn't see it coming, he could apparently guard against it. It's not like it was being stabbed directly into his guard, it went behind his arm to stab him in the side of the neck. Or it was intended to.
Apparently not.
Jack's knife slid out in full view of the man, who could see everything about Jack's feet. In responce, he pulled back with his right that was holding the knife and slammed his forearm in against the side of Jack's left knee, while he reached up quickly with his left to force the knife back into the sheath before it could be drawn.
It was a ******** up wrestling match they were in... one which might have just broken Jack's knee.
The men surrouned Sakura and drew knives, brandishing them menacingly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:55 pm
A little more open than Sakura was used to... and on solid ground. Bar fights and beach fights were always fun, this one... she could use the stumps for something....
She grinned wickedly, but suddenly pulled her head back. "Wa... a... cthoo!"
Instead of a menacing attack, she delivered a sneeze. But not an ordinary sneeze... a sneeze that sent out a jet of fire that caught a nearby stump on fire.
"..."
Seizing upon an idea, she jumped into the flames, crouched down, and made a leopard-like leap at the man closest to her, blade parallel to the ground and supported by her off-hand. With any luck they would be off-guard enough that she could take one of them out right now.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 6:57 pm
Jacknife was able to press against Skinner's arm that he was holding with enough force to keep it from severely injuring his knee. Jacknife's pistol whipped back up off the ground where it had been dropped and took aim at Skinner's side again and fired into the man's ribcage. Jacknife's right arm came around to grab Skinner's left and hold both fists away from him. He considered stomping at Skinner's face, but at the moment he would rather keep the man away from him.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 7:06 pm
The men drew back, afraid at the crazy woman who had just lit her clothes on fire and pounced them.
Dear god!
There was one problem with that... Manuel was a beast. Jack could keep the man's left at bay for a little while, but he'd never be able to hold him off with just that one arm. The same would go for an attempt at holding the other arm.
The gun fired, but as it did the man threw his weight forwards and pushed Jack onto his back again, causing the bullet to only leave a shallow wound.
With his left hand, he drew Jack's knife from his boot, with his right he still had his own. With both hands, he was pressing the points in with heavy, and steady force to try and pincushion Jack's neck.
Seeing this, one of the guards standing there shot Jack in the left shoulder. biggrin Or attempted to.
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 7:13 pm
Jacknife let the pistol fall and began pushing the knives back up with three hundred pounds of force, each. Added to the force of his own arms this was an very substantial ammount. But it wouldent be added to the force of his arms. Three hundred pounds was easily more than any human could produce with thier biceps. Jacknife let go of Skinner's arms and began to punch the man in the face, left right left style. Luckily the movement of Jacknife's shoulder as he punched made the bullet hit his body armor instead. "********, fight fair man!" Jacknife spat at Skinner as his arm went numb from the impact briefly after getting in only one punch. Well, his right was stronger anyway.
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