Two racks of the shotgun, the universal sound for anyone to get the ******** out. Empty shells fell to the floor and smoke spewed out of the long barrel mossberg. Unlike any other action, the gunner didn't have time to stop and reload with both hands. Relinquishing his right hand from the trigger, his left pumped the next shell to be fired while he stepped forward to close distance. 1 / 2 - One arm c**k
The first golem was hit hard by the full frontal blast of the standard buckshot. Crumpling over and limp from the blast, his adversary was quicker with his attack than he was with the spear charge. The gunner was none other than Bruce Almighty, or just Bruce. With the next shot loaded, he took up the shotgun with both hands and shoved the barrel of the gun right into the target's face, point blank.
Bang.
A single shot fired and took its head clean off, finishing the golem completely. The recoil was like a horse kicking but Bruce was quite accustomed to it, using it to flip the gun around to his right hand and cocking the barrel for another shell to be fired almost flawlessly. The empty shell flew out as two more golems rose up, drew weaponry and charged.
2/2 One Arm c**k.
Flanked by two opposite sides, Bruce stood his ground and finished the movement with his shotgun and held it off to the side. Two shells fired, two sells left. Four Shells were easy to keep track of but difficult to time each shot and reloads. Bruce looked to and fro, taking note of each target. Spears. Of course. 1 / 2 Glancing.
Bruce took a deep breath and held onto his shotgun with his right as both targets advanced at a march. Already he noticed the ground tremble, a sign two or more were going to form. At first glance they were just piles of rubble, magical constructs of rock and low level magic to keep them together. But the principal was ingenious and made the perfect dummies.
2 / 2 Glancing
The golems neared and Bruce needed to act now or else he would be a shish kabob special. Choosing his dominate right, he turned his back to the left charging spearman and aimed his shotgun toward the first target without much aim. Why aim, it was a bloody shotgun. With a fine boom, the wall of buck shot demolished the construct and his rocky body tumbled around but the heavy steps of the rear target grew louder. Time to act.
1 / 2 Glancing Shot
Racking the gun and turning on a dime into a crouched position, Bruce acted quick and efficient as his toned senses kicked in. His heightened sense of awareness no doubt from his modification when he was still a child gave him a spur of adrenaline. His shotgun whipped out like the wind and knocked aside the spear and was point blank at the supposed stomach.
Boom
2 / 2 Glancing Shot.
Smoke billowed from the muzzle as the clicking of shells were being reloaded into the shotgun. Meanwhile, more training golems rose up and steeled -- round two was just beginning.
The clean shift of the reload was down and the shotgun was ready for action once more. A golem shifted unnaturally as Bruce readied his next shot and it was closing a bit too close for comfort. Blue energy swirled around his arms and the captain had no choice as he aimed true and fired away. The energy shell fired out but with the Soften Technique to prevent richochett of fragments off of the golem's stone body to minimize damage to himself. In response the golem reared back as it was hit square in the face, leaving Bruce to smile as another rack of the shotgun pumped in a new round. It stunned it but it knocked it back a few paces to the 'safe zone'.
Pulsing around the shotgun was a magical energy as the gunner aimed once more and let off a well placed shot toward the stunned golem. Instead of the shell however a blue energy bolt was fired instead, conserving the shotgun ammunition. The blue laser like blast slammed into the core of the golem and scored the 'kill' for it crumbled into pieces. Not bad for a magic attack. Energy Bullet -- Done
Bruce ceased then as he was nearing the end of the training session yet however there were still four or five training golems left, give or take anyways. Each one advanced towards his respective flanks and the wily captain had just a few things up his sleeve -- literally. Manually ejecting the standard slug, he fished out one of his favorite rounds. Inferno. Three shots were fired, one after another as the golems closed right in and Bruce didn't fire at any of them, but straight up into the air. Trailing skyward like a red flare, the inferno bullets flew up two feet and dispersed to in which they began to rain down pellet sized globules of chemical fire, incinerating the area along with the golems.
Bullet Rain.
Training was complete and Bruce shouldered his shotgun in expecting of more golems but he smiled and slung the weapon onto his back. Pushing his hair back with his hands, he observed the sea of flames as they slowly died away with scorched piles of rocks everywhere, each pile being sucked into the earth to be recycled for another day. He hiked up on outta there and decided to do a few other things for the day.
On Hand Mossberg 500 Shotgun (Uncustomized) Capacity - 7 / 7 Shells Ammunition Count: 294 / 300
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When he saw the man who wanted training from the king being rejected, the Angel couldn't help but feel bad. Many often sought trainers that they could connect with, this one was no different. When she saw that he simply stood on standby while waiting for the king to return, she took action. In a few steps, the angel closed the gap between the two of them, sliding to his side. "Hey... my name is Cassandra, I'm a Cleric. I saw that you wanted training from the king... and he just gave you the run around. While I can't promise that I can give you a royal training, I can promise that you'll learn a bunch from me if you allow me to teach you."
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Chinmoku stood there as more people came into the facility to train. He looked like a lost puppy and decided that if he was here, he might as well try to learn something. But that was the problem, he didn't know what to try and practice. He had absolutely no knowledge on techniques that would apply to his fighting style and creating one on his own would prove to be incredibly difficult due to his lack of skill. He raised his arm and grabbed the hilt of his sword, but then let his hand fall back down to his side. Swinging a sword around wouldn't teach him anything, only fatigue him. He looked over at the exit and prepared to leave, until a woman came to him offering him training.
"Thank you Cassandra, my name is Chinmoku Satsugai. I accept your offer. Learning anything would help me greatly."
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Upon hearing the man accept the offer, Cassandra smiled. It'd be her first student, but she want sure that she could handle it. She had heard the man tell the king that he was exactly the same in terms of class and bloodline, which made him a Draconian Weapons Master. Weapon styles often interested Cassandra, but she just didn't have the physique to learn any styles beyond the long bow. "You don't have to be so formal with me, I'm just another soldier like you. Well, not exactly like you, but yeah. I'm not royalty. I'm not even a royal guard... so yeah! Let's get started!" After walking towards a shelf with several books aligned in it, the angel grabbed a book on Weapons Master skills and rushed back to Chinmoku and opened the book to read its contents. "First up is Dulled Edge! It's not exactly a combat skill, unless you put your head to work! Using your energy, you dull the sharp edge of your blade. It's normally used for sparring, but if you don't have any blunt weapons, use this skill on enemies who regenerate. It's harder to heal broken bones than a simple gash. Trust me. I know. Next up is the counterpart of that last skill, Sharpen. Apparently, when sharp things fail, you make them sharper! Same concept, really. You run a current of energy over the blade, focusing on making a smooth, thin edge, making the blade sharper. Next up, and the final skill, is Empower. It's a buffer skill. You know how you ran a current of energy on the blades with the last two skills? With this one, the current is over your body, making every skill in your class significantly stronger. Also, should you choose to, upon impact you may release all of that energy in order to knock back an enemy several feet. That's all for now, tell me if you need help."
(All one post each)
(Dulled Edge Rank: E Limits:Bladed Weapon Description: Instead of sharpening the blade, it becomes as dull as a butter knife, allowing the user to train against an ally with their favored weapon, or capture a target without killing them. This can be canceled out at anytime after the first post.
Sharpen Rank: E Limits: Bladed weapon Description: A basic ability all weapons masters are capable of learning. By channeling a small fraction of their energy into any kind of blade they can increase that blade’s ability to cut, to the point that they’d be capable of cutting through most kinds of wood with even the dullest of edges. It costs 5 energy for every additional post.
Empower Rank: D Limits: Sharpen Description: By using similar methods to the Sharpen technique, a weapons master can temporally increase the power of their basic attacks (Normal hits have the power of an E-Rank). Additionally, for an extra 10 energy and while Empower is still active, the energy can be burst out at once on impact to knock back their opponent (D-Rank power, average person is knocked back 3 feet). Empower lasts 4 posts. )
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Chinmoku listened intently to her instructions and he even got a very helpful tip from her as well. He hadn't thought of dulling his blade to use it as a blunt weapon. Very clever. After she finished her instructions, he nodded and took a few steps away to practice safely. He raised his hand, gripping the hilt of his greatsword and pulling it out of its sheath. Holding it in a single hand, he preferred to use an unorthodox method of fighting when dealing with heavy weaponry. It served as an intimidation factor. And with his draconian strength, it'd be like swinging a simply longsword.
[Dulled edge] First up was the Dulled Edge skill. Chinmoku held the blade by his side and began to channel energy through the blade to dull its edge. Nothing was working yet. He tried once more, concentrating the energy as if it was pushing something down. Once he did that, the blade began to dull, but it could still cut through skin. He continued to concentrate on his energy moving over the blade, still acting as if he were pushing with his energy. He stopped the energy flow and looked at the blade. Only one way to find out. He put the blade up to his leg and moved the blade as if he were trying to create a cut on his leg. All it did was ruffle his pants. He had the dulled edge skill down. Now was the matter of making his blade sharp again.
[Sharpen] Chinmoku cancelled the energy output being channeled to the blade, allowing it to regain it's former sharpness. After waiting a few seconds, he channeled energy to the greatsword, and similarly to the way he dulled the edge of his blade, he would concentrate on the energy output and instead of acting like his energy was pushing down on the blade, he would allow it to rise on the edges of the blade, as if it were pinching the edges and pulling up to create a sharper edge. Of course this was all in his head, but it allowed him to concentrate properly on the energy flow. After doing this for a moment, he decided to test out the sharpness of the blade, grazing it along the floor, noticing it leaving deep scratches.
[Empower] He was pleased with his progress so far, but now came the toughest skill so far. He cancelled the energy output once again and just as before, waited a bit before channeling more energy. Now he had to treat his body like the weapon. Oddly enough, he felt as if the skill would be easier to learn. He began to let off his energy, and spread it across his body. He didn't feel any change, so he concentrated on the major muscle groups on his body, and tried to make the energy output more intense in those areas. He waited for a few minutes, making sure that the energy output was balanced, so that way he doesn't over stimulate a certain body part, and create an imbalance in power. He decided to test it out, and held the greatsword in a reverse grip position. He did a quick sword jab into the floor, making a decently sized crack. He still needed to practice the skills in order to perfect and master them, but as of now, he had the basic concepts down, and could perform them at will.
"Nothing wrong with a bit of formality, sometimes it's natural." said the voice of the gunner known as Bruce. The captain was observing the training of the weapon specialist as the cleric, a woman whom offered training, gave the trainee three basic skills for him to master. Bruce had been practicing on his own as well but was on break so to speak. There was time for that later, his own duty as per captain to assist in what ways he could, be it drilling and instruction along with various other responsibilities.
"But it's a good sign, shows you're well-mannered." He added, leaning against a wall and gave a slow nod to further emphasize it. Glancing over at, Cassandra was it? He looked back at the draconian and made a shrug. "I won't intrude, since she is telling you a few techniques unless you two don't mind." He added, hinting that he wouldn't intrude with the training unless it was alright with the both of them, it may have been his duty to train new recruits but he wouldn't get in the way of someone else for that matter.
"Apologies, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Bruce Almighty, I'm a captain here in Yuran." He said and crossed his arms as he still leaned against the wall.
On Hand Mossberg 500 Shotgun (Uncustomized) Capacity - 7 / 7 Shells Ammunition Count: 294 / 300
Adept Rank - Captain
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Only a few moments did it take the human to head through this city, there was no time to waste on worrying about the looks he had been given about builder. The Wolf, was the perfect guardian and spy for Kirin's empire, Builder was always made to be the best for the tasks given. The citizens would only look at the wolf, knowing it from the battle only months ago. There was no need for them to panic nor was it a moment for them to get violent towards him. This place part of the Armailian Empire rather they like it or not, the guards ultimately answered to Kirin. At one time it was Raphael but he had given up the right long ago when he left his people to decay. The azure haired young man would keep to himself as he headed towards the training grounds. Kirin had planned on looking over the troops that this nation had and maybe offer them a chance to prove themselves as imperial guardsmen of Aramil. Funny enough none of Yurian had made any soldiers worth the title of guardmen. It was saddening but there was nothing that could be done, Yuran did not make fighters did they...? They made cattle.
On the top of the stairway to the training ground, would Kirin start to peak out into the open with the solid ebony wolf like machine walking at his side quietly. The canine's "ears" would slam down infront of it forming a red visor as it looked around at the soldiers within. The magic scanners told him atleast that none of these soldiers were a threat to his master. Kirin was not here to fight, but no one ever knew with beings like these. His azure pupils scanned the area to see that from the looks of the people inside the training grounds they were all humanoids. The dracanion was easy to pick out with the series of scales, but the other two were to be discided. Maybe humans, maybe not. It did not matter for now. Securing his duffle bag he would start to circle the training grounds, many would htink he was looking for something but he was just taking in everything around him seeing if they had done anything actually noteable
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla. Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
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When Chinmoku finished, Cassandra grinned. Now that the class skills were taken care of, Chinmoku could move on to the bloodline skills. "Alright, next we're gonna work on your bloodline. First up is Gaining Air. Using your wings, you should be able lift yourself from the ground a few feet. With this skill, you are really putting a lot of earth users at a disadvantage. Next up, we've got claws. Even though you are already half transformed, the one thing you lack are the claws in your dragon form, which you can't use until later on. But this skill skips that, kinda like with the Lycan's ability to transform a single limb, or two. Just whip out the claws and your strength will increase greatly. After that is Gust, a sort of weak skill, but it can still be useful. You just gotta think outside the box. Sort of self explanatory. Finally, we have Sand Paper Scales. With this, you can harden your skin even more to the point where people would hurt themselves trying to hurt you."
When the new captain began speaking, Cassandra didn't mind at all. "Formality can sometimes get in the way of camaraderie, I'd like him to view me as a friend, and not some military superior. But you are right, it is a good sign. Nice to meet you, my name is Cassandra Venarius." As she spoke, she saw a man stalking the premises. It didn't bother her because the man couldn't hurt her even if he tried.
( Gaining Air E Description: A simple skill that all rookie Draconians learn, by utilizing their wings, the draconian flaps several times taking them a few feet into the air. At most 5ft in the air, jumping in the air and then flapping can get the draconian will gain three more feet.
• Claws D Description: The user transforms their arms and legs almost into dragon form. With this, breaking rocks would be like crushing paper.
• Gust D Description: Even before attaining flight, you can actually use the wings a bit. You can flap them around and create a gust of wind. The ability to create a powerful gust of wind is here though it can only knock away unsuspecting victims and arrows.
• Sand Paper Scales D Requirements: Novice Description: A defensive skill, the draconian infuses their energy into their scales, making it raise at an ankle and much harder then normal. For three posts, the scales will have twice the hardness and be very sharp as if like shark skin. The purpose of this is to make close contact very unfriendly as flesh can be shredded from simple contact.This skill needs a two post recharge after use. )
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DervinGoldheart Class: Weaponsmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: like the pic plus Crown
The Dragon King made his appearance into the area. It would be clear that he was not in the best of moods. The Draconian set his golden eyes upon the azured haired human, Kirin. This was just iceing on the ******** cake, Devrin's mood grew ever so dark. He bearly controlled the Wrath within in him. He ripped his Greatsword for it's sheathe "KIRIN BENOLT, GET THE ******** OUT OF MY CITY BEFORE YOUR LIFE BECOMES FORFEIT!" he roared out, today was not a day to mess with Devrin.
-Learned: -Used: Weapon Toss -Equipment:
Dragonbone Longsword Dragonbone Greatsword Stainless Steel Katana Stainless Steel Shield Stainless Steel Throwing-knives [20/20] Chakrams Yin and Yang
Current Theme: The Lone Wulf It had been rather quite on his end as he watched these training grounds did nothing for him. All of them were training but all were slow and rather bothersome to even look at. The humanoid woman that had seemed to be teaching was the only notable one here. His azure gems would glance down to his loyal companion as he was sadden by the results that came to be of this place. This place had horrid turn out, and was more of a burden to the Aramilian Empire. Disgraceful that this nation had stood on its two feet and no one came here to wipe its whole exsitance off the face of the bloody planet. Kirin would have actually thought of razing this whole nation, but the cost was two high the media outlook on him would be rather bad. Bad PR is usually what causes rebellion... that and too much freedom. This place had not enough real military backing nor did it have the industrial sector that could support an armor. Just from where he stood this whole place had such potential. Only if he could tap into it and then maybe he could get somewhere with this b*****d place. Only a long sigh would escape the mechanist mouth as he started to think about the work this place still needed.
Only a moment would pass before he loud thuds would begin to echo from the entrance. It would not really a pleasant sight when he saw the idiot of a king they had chosen to lead this place. Builder would slowly begin to leave the side of his master and begin to stalk around the edge of the training area, slowly keeping to the left of the dragon kin. Kirin would simply run his right hand through his long azure hair as he would look rather bored at the appearance of the beast. Only to watch the beast rip his great sword from his sheathe the human male just simply told there with the same bored expression across his face. Listening to the idiot scream through all around the damned training area had put him off from working on this damned city. Honestly this little ******** really thought he had the right to scream at him? This little s**t did not even get his last name right. Moving his right hand down into his leather jacket, he would pull out a small cell phone looking device, flipping it open and placed it to his ear. Only waiting for a moment, Kirin's voice would only ring out faintly. "Ares. Overlord Protocol, Standby Phase." He would soon close the device in his hand simply smirk as he looked at the little b***h before him. Placing it back into his jacket he would simply toss the duffle bag off his shoulder over to the side, only with his jacket to soon follow to lay on top of it. With only slate grey tank top on his torso, his lean muscular torso would still seem small compared to the dragon kin before him.
Still in hands would be held the metal case, only leaving his hands to remove his jacket. His thumb gently knocks loose the latch on the top of the metal case letting it open slightly. The mechanist looked at the beast before him with a rather annoyed look. His voice would only reinforce the statement he was annoyed.[b] "Lets get a few things straight you walking pair of scaled boots. First, inside voice, we have people training around here and honestly screaming doesn't make you that more scary." Kirin's left hand would slowly slide over the metal case for only a moment as he would pick back up with what he was saying. "Second, This is not your city. This is my city. You like everything else here is worthless, a perfect example of how your leadership is rather poor. Third, I expect you to speak to me as your emperor, which means with some god damned respect. All you are to me is a little pest that had weaved his way into power because the one before you had fallen ill. You are worthless..."Swinging his left hand out to the side sudden the metal case would fling open as metal plates and armor segments would start collecting over the body of the mechanist. It would comform to his body, with his first layer slowly flowing over his clothing and securing it. The second layer formed on his body, showing a different design of armor than before, Kirin had disided on a more slim model of armor it would have seen. The helmet would slowly la over his head and would seal on his neck sealing everything up just fine. All systems had kick on as his eyes would never leave his foe before him. Tossing the case over to the side, Builder would unleash a howl just before he would launch the sheathed blade over to his master. Grabbing hold of the weapon he would lightly attach it to his left hip keeping it nice and secure. The mic would pick up over the helmet as he would finish what he had to say. "...Lastly, I am Kirin Vilkus, Lone Wulf of Aramil. You stand in front of a rising legend, where I stand before a nobody. A weak minded idiot who dare threatens a man who could end him in a single strike. Kneel before your emperor, or forfeit your life pest..."
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla. Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 6:17 pm
DervinGoldheart Class: Weaponsmaster | Bloodline: Draconian | Title: King | Rank: Adept | Str/Spd: 12/5 | Nation: Yuran | Energy: 900/900 | Clothes: like the pic plus Crown
"Balthazar!" the Dragon King called out, an armored Nephilheim stepped forward. Devrin looked to him "get the others to safety" he said and the Nephilheim nodded and gathered the guard and use red the others away from the battle. The King turned back to Kirin "I will feed your corpse to Charlie's" he said with a glare and put his fingers to his mouth then let out a whistle. Two Draconians flew to his side and a Reaper a few feet behind them. They where ready to defend the King with their lives. The King took his shield from his back, he took off in a run the Berserker following after him, the Cleric and Trickster lagged slightly behind as support.
The NPCs
Male Draconian Berserker (Lightning) 12/6 - 900/900 (B in all skills, A in Wing Chun) [Steel Form 10/10] Male Draconian Trickseter (Earth) 8/10 - Greatsword (up to B), Two Longswords (up to B in Twin Swords and Longsword), Two Semiautos - 900/900 - 200/200 Female Reaper Cleric (Wind) 5/5 - Staff (up to C) - 1350/1350
-Learned: -Used: Weapon Toss -Equipment:
Dragonbone Longsword Dragonbone Greatsword Stainless Steel Katana Stainless Steel Shield [Outer Coating] Stainless Steel Throwing-knives [20/20] Chakrams Yin and Yang
Current Theme: The Lone Wulf Kirin flies into the air and disappears.
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla. Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 5:46 pm
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With everything that was happening, you would think that Cassandra would be surprised. But so much mellodramatic s**t happened in this city that it was hard to keep up. It wasn't like Kirin was the scary one of the Aramilian pair. That title went to Raphael. If Cassandra was in charge, she would have left it all to the guards. There were plenty around, too. "Now that all of that is over, you should probably invest on a new form of security for this city. I mean, that guy is like... public enemy #2. Maybe a warning system? I'd at least like a bell to be sounded on situations like these. No?... right..."
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