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DeadPulseProductions Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:02 am
Ok, I want a good clean.....Ah the hell with that! Use yer powers! Play dirty! Just get out there, kick some a** and have some fun!
Now....
GET IT ON!
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 9:24 am
Mask walked in slowly, and looked around. He looked more like a lost wanderer then a combatent. " Is this the place?" He mumbled to himself. He looked at the piece of paper that had the directions in it. " Mhmm.. I guess so." He laid down, and waited for his opponent to arrive.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 1:36 pm
* A figure leeped from the entrace to the lounge and down towards Mask lieing down in the arena, his massive weight put into such an attack would test what level of reaction his opponent had. Unless he rolled away quickly Ali would flatten his entire upper torso and break about every rib, punture the lungs and stomp the heart to mush. The fight had started and Thus Ali didn't bother wasting time on silly introductions.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 5:37 pm
Mask rolled back, using enough momentum to get onto his feet. He chuckled a bit, but then turned his face serious. " So, no introductions?" He shrugged his shoulders, and slid into a balanced fighting posture. " Just a fair warning, don't bother with guns, especially a pistol. They won't work."
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 5:48 am
* Ali slowly rose too his feet and brushed away some dust that had covered the pants, a real shame Mask hadn't just remained in the same place. It would be less painful then to actually put up a slight resistance.
A slight laugh eluminated out from between Ali's lips upon hearing Mask's last sentence, Guns wouldn't work?
There's a laugh, still if he preffered to go out squirming and screaming of agony why should Ali object?.
Folding his arms across one another, Ali simply waited for his attack Although he arched an eyebrow as he saw the stance he was in. Tapping his right foot aswell as he began to grow impatient.* Well since you're giving me such a nice warning i'll be nice for once and copy such a gesture, Run...run out of the arena or i'll injure you in such a way you'll be sitting in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Either that or come the ******** on and do something instead of standing there as if you're about to s**t yourself...
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 12:58 pm
Mask laughed at that comment, and shook his head. " Wheelchair? I am ambient, therefore near indestructable." He turned serious, his eyes flashing. He rushed foward, and punched foward with both hands alternatively in tai jutsu form.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 1:34 pm
* Such a simple attack was easy for Ali to avoid, by stepping to the side. His counter-attack following right afterwards with his left hand thrusted towards Masks head, fireing of the railgun embroded within the mechanical arm instead of letting the left palm smash into his head. At such a short range, it would be virtualy impossible to notice and avoid the teal beam that struck out as sudden and about as swift as lightning.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 5:09 pm
Mask shook his head, confused. He put up his right hand, and blocked the rail gun. A screech of metal on metal sounded through his ears as it bounced off. " Your not going to hurt me." He jumped foward, and went into a spinning axe kick.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 12:32 pm
*Since Ali was standing more or less diagonaly from Mask, the kick missed as he had jumped forward before attacking, thus putting Ali behind him and vice versa. Even if it spun around, he would be too far away for the kick to conect. Abit bummed that the railgun hadn't done much damage, Ali leeped forward and turned around in mid-air, landing softly afterwards. Indestructable, Bah!. Everything could be destroyed, Mask wouldn't be an exception. Folding his arms before his chest again, Ali merely watched. Plotting his moves and simply waiting for the next attack, although in such a casual stance you could never think his guard was down. A fatal error many did.* Are you drunk?, judging by your attacks it seems as if you see ten of me and just choose one at random. Never have i seen such a horrible accuracy
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 6:13 pm
" I don't think it's my accuracy, you're just pretty damn fast," Mask replied scratching his head. " How do you do that?" He shrugged, and pulled out a gun. " Well, I wonder if you can dodge bullets?" He aimed, and fired sixty bullets in three seconds, going straight for Ali.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 12:11 pm
((Uh, unless he was holding a gatteling cannon all the time or two machine guns with 30 round clip in each, there is no way he could fire sixty bullets.
Also in three seconds? That is impossible. Please use some logic even if this is "anything goes", otherwise it might just aswell been called "God-mod division" .)
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