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 Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:20 pm
b*****d... he thought to himself as he lunged out of the darkness. His arm arced away from his chest and let fly a pair of throwing knifes bearing for the things neck.
The dagger found Shikyos hand as he charged up to the diseased mans thrashing body on all fours continuing to charge forward with a hightened speed from the additional acceleration.
His unorthodox fighting style was manipulative and ruthless, hardened by the harshness which haunted his life since leaving. He honestly sometimes had to stop and remind himself he was only 16...
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:21 pm
Jordan side stepped right as the man was upon him. He then swung his flash light at the back of the man's head with all his might.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:23 pm
Orion was taken back by the snarl and took a step back. “I don't think he's friendly!” As the man charged orion took the nightstick and swung it at his legs to trip him: the short side towards his body.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:25 pm
((Um, Shikyo, I don't think you can say what he does if your character is involved. O_O))
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:30 pm
((Shikyos on all fours and the guys thrashing from the light, if you read my profile he uses a near animalistic fighting style, I tried to make that more clear with my edit))
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 5:57 pm
The man's sickly eyes popped open the second the light was away from his eye. Shikyo's knives struck his shoulder. They didn't seem to do much as the man tore them out and threw them sloppily back at Shikyo.
Jordan's light hit his head solidly and caused an almost hollow sound as the man reacted, jolting to the side and stumbling a bit. The man responded by grabbing for Jordan's arm and slamming a vicious headbutt at Jordan's head.
Orion found that hitting the man's leg was like hitting a thin-ish tree stump and didn't do much other than bruise his leg and cause him to slip a little faster into the headbutt.
With his free hand, the man swung for Orion.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:11 pm
((Tell me if I'm wrong.))
Jordan fell back curling up his legs and having his feet facing the man. As soon as the man fell on top of him he kicked him in his chest and scrambled back up.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:14 pm
Shikyo smoothly weaved to the side before he pushed off the ground running nimbly on his legs low to the ground with his knife cleaving the air as he tore through it.
He was within feet of the thing when he broke from the lunge to strike with his blade in a metalic arc that gave a faint shine passing the streaks of moonlight.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:21 pm
((About what?
If it's that he can't say what my character does in his post then you're right.
If it's about your post then yes, the man would fall, he's throwing pretty much his entire weight (which is quite a bit) at you with his headbutt))
Unfortunately for Jordan, the man was quite heavy, so there was no hope for him to push him back or straight up. Jordan instead went with his instincts and guided the man over himself with his legs, using the man's own momentum to propel him.
The man tumbled head over heel on the ground before slamming into a wall, almost breaking through it.
The man was disoriented on his back for a moment but was brought out of it by the sight of Shikyo coming at him with a blade. The man raised his arm from his lying position and let the blade sink into it. Dark blood oozed from the wound.
The man tossed Shikyo flying back, along with his knife, with a swing of his arm.
He stood and cracked his neck at a sickening angle.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:29 pm
"Stay where you are!" Jordan yelled pointing his gun at the clearly deranged man.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:33 pm
The man took a few steps towards Jordan without hesitation. He began to pick up speed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:52 pm
Jordan took a shot at the things kneecap. "This is for your own good!" Jordan said taking a shot at it's other kneecap. The sound of the gun shots echoed throughout the mansion.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 6:59 pm
Shikyos eye widened in shock as his back flattened against the oposite wall. He fell with a thud back onto the floor as he stood himself up with one arm. He took his knife up and snatched away the other knives that had dug into the wooden barrels. When he took them a stream of black powder flowed out from the holes. He smirked and gathered it in a shread of cloth he'd found torn from the curtains.
He held out the elongated survival knife like a sword, taking a defensive stance. "Hey you b*****d, wana try that again?" a makeshift bag dangled in his other hand hidden by his thigh. However old or ancient this used to be a house, and it used to be a stage, and stages loved special effects...
[its flash powder for those who can't guess, lol]
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 7:04 pm
((After playing Left 4 Dead, I keep thinking of the guy as a tank))
Orion was met with a strong arm as he was knocked back a few feet. As he recollected himself he saw Jordan pointing a gun at him as the big guy picked up speed. “Get out the way then...” the two gunshots drowned out the rest of the sentence as they echoed throughout the Dance Hall.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 7:12 pm
((Haha, me too.
Shikyo...you never mentioned flash powder in your profile...not sure I'd allow that...
Roll a dice. I'm ignoring the flash powder for now.))
The man faltered at the first shot, falling to his knee. He managed to stand. His other knee was shot out.
He still managed to stand, seeming unable to feel the pain. He closed in on Jordan, stumbling every so often but still maintaining impressive speed.
He swung widely for Jordan's head.
***
Cain's temples were tingling ever so slightly.
Jordan: 10 shots left
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