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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 19
Total: 35 (2-40)
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 Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 7:59 pm
   Deus Trainee Tournament: ROUND 2
Jack v. Inoke
INOKE HAS INITIATIVE!!Level Select: Dunes
** PLEASE NOTE THE WEATHER CONDITIONS!**
**LIGHT RAIN, CLOUDY SKIES, VISIBLE STORM APPROACHING OVER THE OCEAN**  Remember: - No artifacts, runics or charge attacks! - The battle lasts 48 OOC hours (based on first attack within 24 hours of thread creation) IE: I make the thread at 8am, player 1 posts at 8pm... thread ends 48 hours from 8pm. - I have rolled initiative FOR YOU! - Have fun!
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Grymoire rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 4:33 am
He'd managed to get bandaged up and to catch a little sleep before the next around of a**-kickings got started. It was probably a damn good thing the healers here were used to patching up wounds or he'd have probably been out for weeks after the last go. Taym hit -hard- for just a tiny weapon. "I so shouldn't have mentioned rain earlier ...." Not with getting stuck in a sand trap which was going to turn into a mud trap pretty quick. At least his weapon wasn't that heavy and he wasn't likely to sink in any mud. Looking at his opponent he grinned. "Hope you're ready to go cause I am so not waiting around for the sky to open up". He bowed his head before making a low charge the other man. It didn't do much but he managed to catch the other lightly on the shin as he skated past him on the sand. HP: 40/40 Damage: 2 Ol-j-man I will check back while on lunch at work XD no promises I can post but I can at least roll. I'll be back for good today after 6pm est
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:57 am
Jack had done a lot of active watching of the previous match. Absolutely. Totally. The problem was, watching wasn't the same as doing--studying theory was different than applying it. The was also the issue of large weapon versus small.
Which at least was made obvious on the first strike. The zweihander swung to try and trip the sun hunter up, but he was out of the striking zone before he completed the arc. "Good to know I can blame the weather on someone," he noted with a wry smile as his partner began to try and impart some advice on how to better handle the sword.
Well, so long as he didn't have that annoying group of friends an audience jeering him, he could concentrate on being more precise with his next swing. For now, Jack turned to face his opponent, his free hand out for balance at his side.
"Nice work in your last battle--very climax of the movie lucky. Your flail, what creature is it?" He might as well gather a little bit of data while they were at it. That's how friendships were made, after all.
HP: 38
Damage: 0
Grymoire No problem! I have schoolwork to contend with unu (and we're off to a great start gj jack)
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Grymoire rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 10:02 am
"Totally blame it on me." He smirked. Mind you he had been wishing it -wouldn't- rain but that was just as good as wishing for it to rain so it was probably still his fault. Right, big a** sword was slow ... and probably hurt like a -b***h- when it connected. Memo noted. "She's a Siren." He could feel her humming in the back of his mind as she was brought up. "A vain siren." And probably a pretty good distraction as he pivoted around his opponent and landed a decent blow on his back before trying to duck out of strike range again. "It was a pretty good fight. I thought Taym was just gonna slaughter me with his knife. Beginners luck?" HP: 40/40 Damage: 5
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 10:25 am
((Spectating)) Finn stopped in to watch, and because he was still a little bit annoyed by Jack's behaviour at his own spar, he thought that he would pay him back in kind with equal amounts of moral support. "Heeeeeey little Jackie-boy! Haven't you figured out how to use that ******** sword yet? Come on man, do you handle all of your weaponry like that? No wonder your ex left you." Annoyed, but obviously feeling better than earlier, or he likely wouldn't have said anything at all. In one hand a lit cigarette burned, one of the very few he had left to his name, and he brought it up to his lips to take a long drag while he waited to see how this played out, knowing that he couldn't stay long if he wanted to watch Fini's match up as well. Ol-j-man u have no idea how long it took me to think of a way to post that sentence without being super ridiculously lewd ;;
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 3:58 pm
Siren. What he wouldn't give to have a nice soothing voice in his head instead of the childishly whining one currently being jealous that he was even having thoughts like that. he wouldn't have expected one coming out of that shape . . . A Cerberus, maybe, or a hydra . . . maybe the conversion process really was unpredictable.
(( What does it matter when you have me? )) Owain pouted.
This time Jack was a little more prepared for the strike, and while he still did not reach a full strike like he intended, he did manage to snag the blade on his opponent when he whirled. "Better hope you keep it," he told him as his back began lightly stinging, not for the first time glad about the shields. "Sun hunters need every ounce they can get from my understanding."
The light rain was just enough to begin bothering him, and Jack made a quick sweep of his bangs and wondered if he should invest in a haircut later. Finn's voice cut in off to the side, and Jack had to take a deep breath to calm himself. "So! You're new as well?" he asked his opponent, pointedly ignoring the jeering. Finn was still buying drinks anyway.
HP: 33
Damage: 4
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:16 pm
[ Spectating ] He had lingered down on the beach for a bit instead of following his sparring partner back to check in. He'd lost so there were no more matches for him, but he could check out the rest of the competitions. Land was still brushing sand off of himself and trying to empty it from pockets and folds (he would likely have to empty out his boots later, or at least remember to lace them more tightly next time) when he spotted two contenders ahead; one of them familiar. Might not be a bad idea to hover around and watch for a bit before trekking off to find out who Quinn's next opponent was. "Ey, Inoke! Watch your footing in the sand!"
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Grymoire rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:19 pm
He was at least expecting the sting of the blade from his last fight. Why couldn't he get paired off with someone who didn't have a blade? It was still like being taken down slowly by papercuts. "Fresh out of the pod." He grinned. "Though I was around for that big nasty Titan thing." He tried another feint and was so blaming Land for his footing slipping on the sand causing his next strike to go wide and barely catch the other man. "Beginners luck usually doesn't last that long." He laughed, perfectly happy being wet. At least when his hair stuck to him it usually didn't stick in his eyes. "Got my fingers crossed though" HP: 36/40 Damage: 1 Ol-j-man And the dice start their terror
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:29 pm
Speaking of footing in the sand, Jack . . . didn't have a solid one. God damn it, between the unreliable ground and the bothersome rain, he'd probably leave the battle in a sour mood even if he somehow managed to snag a win.
Which, if his too wide retaliation swing said anything, was going to be difficult to secure. He probably should have practiced more . . .
"Well, let me say welcome to the least sexy version of being trapped on an island full of women gets you," Jack told him, sighing at himself. "The titans are a nice break from farming and patrolling at least. And if you aren't up to that, I hear there's an underwater adventure to get rocks with flesh-eating mermaid schools waiting."
HP: 32
Damage: yup here we go
Grymoire /whispers it's infectious
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Grymoire rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:39 pm
"Yea ... see I grew up on an island full of half naked women. Bikins, tans ... this is sooooo not the same" He grinned. "Not that I've really met many women. Just the one I was working with on the Titan." Jack wasn't the only one having problems with his footing. The wet sand was getting to be tiresome to try to move around in the worse it got. It would have been better if he'd come to this fight barefoot at this rate. At least then he could get some grip with his toes. "No mermaids. It's bad enough with one fish-lady in my head" HP: 36/40 Damage: 0
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:45 pm
He let his fingers twine together as he brought his hands up, placing them on the back of his head with a grin as he watched the other two for a moment. If it did rain that might help pack the sand, at least; make it a little bit more firm to stand on? It also might hurt a bit more to get knocked into it... "Man, I don't envy either of you! Bad enough I'm going to be shaking sand out of my coat for a bloody week."
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:55 pm
"The hell did you live, Hawaii?" Hawaii sounded nice right now . . . Lounging in a comfortable heat with good food and electricity and maybe some damn smokes that weren't price gouged. Also bikinis would be nice. He wondered idly if there was a way to convince certain people to go around in them more often--Vitamin D from sunlight and all . . .
Jack tried to lunge forward, but all he got for it was some stumbling around and a sword embedded in the sand. Cursing, he yanked it out and rolled his shoulders. "At this rate it will be mud you're scraping off," he noted to their newest audience member, while on the inside he realized with some horror that this meant his shoes too oh God damn this weather. "I'm not supposing anyone sees better footing around here than sand?"
HP: 32
Damage: pls jack
Grymoire this is why he's not on the front lines
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Grymoire rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 7:19 pm
"Uh .. yes actually." He laughed. "Sun, sand, surf .... the actual stuff not what this places passes for on any of those." He was going to count his blessings though that living on the sand meant that it wasn't as rough on him to get his footing. The others stumble gave him a great chance to slide under his guard and get another solid hit in. The heads of his flail landing firmly against Jack's sides as he crunched past him on the soggy sand. "I think your boyfriend over there is getting unimpressed." He grinned. He was so going to get it for that comment. HP: 36/40 Damage: 7 Ol-j-man The dice are so evil XD Inoke's probably going to lose his footing soon
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 7:21 pm
Well now this was just really pathetic, Jack. Finn watched with raised eyebrows as the man didn't seem to get much better as the fight went on, slipping in the sand, struggling to hold on to his weapon. He wasn't going to bother with any more jeers, figuring that just the one was enough and knowing that if his friend had no reply for him he probably wasn't in the mood. Not that it ever usually stopped Finn. And if he thought about him and Fini all cozied up in the spectator section again it was almost enough to make him keep going. Almost. Siiiiiiiigh was he really going to have to actually cheer him on? Really? Naaaaaaaaaaaahhhh. "Aw come on baby don't be angry with me! If you win I'll let you be on top for a week~" Okay stopping now. There was another spectator and Finn sauntered on over towards him, recognizing him as a fellow moon from the Titan fight. "Hey man, how's it going? You had to fight in the sand today too?" Finn only too vividly remembered his time against Tuck, laid out in the sand by the end of it with his ears ringing and his head throbbing with pain. "Finn Connor, Moon division." He put his cigarette between his lips and held out a white gloved hand to shake. Grymoire adding in a quote for you because aw yes hello there~! *u*/
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 7:29 pm
Finn's continuing commentary wouldn't have been quite as annoying if not for two things: one, he kept pressing the gay thing, and two, he had a smoke. Then went the guy's solid hit followed by additional comments. Today was not his day.
Face set into something between stoic and sardonic, Jack bit through the initial pain of the attack and countered, swinging low to try and trip his opponent up and letting his rising annoyance fuel it. "I wouldn't fuss about him," he said simply, deciding that the best way to defuse Finn's attempts to get him distracted was to, once again, ignore it; he wasn't allowing anyone to have that hold over him while he was busy. "If anything, he's giving me more reason to lose."
HP: 25
Damage: 5
Seussi we'll finish in 3 pages or something /o/
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