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 Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 7:41 am
Step in-to the cage and get your train on.
The use of special abilities is okay, as long as they are kept with-in the mild powers spectrum.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 12:04 pm
Beelzebul, the prince of demons, stood out-side the arena, staring in-to the dark sky.
The tail ends of his cape-like scarf flapped like pennants in the wind.
He seemed to be absorbing the power of the night.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 7:20 am
Clash wandered from a field near the arena to an area out-side the arena where a four-foot-tall, one hundred pound demon sprite like he, an angel sprite, stood.
By his estimates, he had at least a twenty-one-inch reach advantage and seventy-one-point-four pounds on the small demon. While this did not seem like much, he was going to need every advantage he could get; some-thing told hIm that the demon sprite was immensely powerful, and he had caught the relatively small creature meditating.
Who is that, God? he thought.
"Hi," he began, hoping to catch the demon's attention and even snap him out of his reverie. "I'm Clash Fah.
"Fight me."
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 7:56 am
Beelzebul spun around.
By his estimates, Clash Fah stood at least six feet away from him, meaning the demon was out of Clash's range by at least three inches.
"Fight you?" the prince of demons asked.
He pulled his goggles down over his eyes, using them as protective eye-wear.
He smiled, feigning intimidation. "M-me?" he stammered. "Okay, then. You asked for it, big boy!" He lowered the crown of his skull, sinking naturally in-to a fighter's crouch with his arms out-ward and bare upper body musculature showing and flexing. A blue aurora shone around him.
He charged the larger imp at the humanly-impossible speed of one hundred miles per hour, attempting to barrel at the larger imp and lodge his tiny horns in its abdominal cavity.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 8:14 am
As soon as the prince of demons lowered its skull, hunkering down in-to full-sprint position, Clash side-stepped to the right, letting the demon blur past his left side.
He put his back to Beelzebul, awaiting the little monster's next attack.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 6:25 am
Having his own back facing Clash Fah, Beelzebul squished his little pink tail pensively.
The blue aurora shining around him grew brighter.
In staring at the midnight sky, it was possible for him to absorb the power of the night; this was how he re-charged, and fueled all of his abilities.
He turned to his left, facing Clash Fah from be-hind, and thrust his right arm out, unleashing a small burst of celestial energy at the other.
Beelzebul opened his right hand.
The burst of energy grew, becoming a wave; a full back-ward assault.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 6:51 am
Clash Fah visualized him-self as a tree with very deep roots.
He swayed, awaiting Beelzebul's next attack.
When the wave of celestial energy hit him, he bent with the sheer power of the attack, bowed, even, but was not toppled.
He hooked the claws on his feet in-to the raw earth, literally driving them in-to the ground like spikes on a pair of cleats.
Suffering from the pain of energy burn on his person, but conditioned to remain unphased, he did a back-bend in-to a right-handed cart-wheel and ran straight at the little demon imp, extending the claws on his hands.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 9:55 am
Energy could be seen crackling around the prince of demons as he stretched forth his black claws, attempting to inter-lace his fingers with those of Clash Fah's and drive his finger-nails in-to the back of the angel imp's hands.
If the demon imp connected with the angelic being, as it were, the angel imp could suffer from celestial energy burn from the raw, untapped power gyrating about Beelzebul.
Still drinking deeply of the power of the night, Beelzebul brought to use his prehensile tail, attempting to wrap the appendage round Clash Fah's neck from his left to right like a cord.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 11:25 am
Blue tendrils of energy whipped about and lashed at Clash Fah's person, striking at him like lightning, biting at him like snakes, opening fresh wounds on his flesh from small nicks to terrible cuts that would require stitches.
He locked hands with Beelzebul, feeling an immense pressure on his form.
While the demon imp weighed merely one hundred pounds and stood only four feet tall, Clash Fah doubted he was even one-ninth as strong as the tiny prince of demons.
Beelzebul's black finger-nails sank into the skin on the back of Clash Fah's hands.
Small drops of blood ran from the angel imp's gashes.
If it was a game of mercy the critter wanted, a game of mercy he would get.
"Hrk!"
Beelzebul's tail wrapped round Clash Fah's neck, making the cords in his throat stand out.
Relinquishing his grip on the little demon's left hand, Clash Fah used all of his strength to unlock the demon's fingers inter-laced with his and use his right hand to dig under the demon's prehensile tail and rip it away from his neck.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 12:27 pm
"It's time to unleash the power of the night," said Beelzebul.
The blue aurora shining round his person exploded out-ward omnidirectionally, totally obliterating the area round him an entire mile in diameter.
Nothing could be left unscathed.
Letting go of Clash's left hand, Beelzebul pulled down the goggles wrapped around his fore-head.
As his eyes adjusted to the blinding light, he peered through the lenses on his goggles, surveying the damage to the area around him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 1:10 pm
In attempting to blow Clash Fah away from him, Beelzebul had either over-looked or totally forgotten one thing: Clash Fah had his tail.
Eenie meanie miney mo, catch a demon by his tail.
If he hollers, let him go.
Eenie meanie miney mo.
As smoke and detritus cleared, Clash could be seen standing in front of Beelzebul, his claws hooked in-to the terra and his right hand seizing the demon sprite's prehensile tail, which he had pried off his neck.
A tree rooted in the earth is not easily blown away, even when the wind is howling about it.
He grimaced, then smiled, showing his pearly white teeth.
"That all you got?" he asked the prince of demons.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2017 10:36 pm
Michael Noire shows up in a corner, wearing enormous pants and brandishing a deadly broom... then sweeps his way out of the room
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