RiskyBoots
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You gotta draw a line in the sand, dude. You gotta say, "What am I willing to put up with today?"
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Post by RiskyBoots on Jun 23, 2015 17:32:07 GMT -5
Annie stood still, not moving an inch from her position as she watched the events unfold in front of her. And really, what ridiculous events they truly were. Another... half-dressed man appearing and challenging Sayaka. Dudley and Gamagori suddenly going at it. Gamagori unveiling his sick and perverted ability. It was like a train wreck. A train wreck that Annie couldn't pry away from. Though, she held a battle stance just in case, her swords now connected to her Maneuver Gear's handles.
However, she quickly had to peel away from the fights at hand as a Wrench began flying at sonic speeds in her direction. From the opposite end, a blonde man stood. Logically, he could be the only one who put the wrench into play, making him her opponent. With each microsecond passing, the Wrench drew nearer. With no time to think, Annie clicked the trigger on her Gear's right handle, shooting a black cable out at high speed and pulling her towards the right, causing the large wrench to whiz directly by her head and clip her hair. The pain was minor but still there, but she had no time to show it.
"I thought I made myself clear, but evidently not. Ready or not, here I come." The Soldier pointed the blade in Graham's direction before darting towards him, swords at her sides and ready to strike. Once in range, she pulls both triggers and launches her cables, causing her to fly at him at high velocity while slashing.
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Post by hellohello on Jun 23, 2015 19:36:46 GMT -5
Gamagori took a couple steps back once Dudley hit him. He was wearing metal plating, so he hadn't expected to feel anything, but this man was surprisingly strong. No matter. He mustn't lose sight of what he was trying to attain:victory. Gamagori's whips stretched out behind Dudley, and quickly came back towards Gamagori so that Dudley was pushed forward into his grasp. Gamagori grabbed Dudley and began to crush him in a bear hug. That is, unless Dudley was fast enough to move out of the way before any of what I, HELLOHELLO, has written takes place.
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Post by Frozen on Jun 23, 2015 19:45:16 GMT -5
Dudley gets nabbed out of nowhere, and pulled into a terrifying bear-hug grab. He struggles to keep himself from being completely crushed by pushing himself just far enough back, but it still puts an incredible amount of strain on him.
"Hhhrrgh... I...I'm afraid you may have m-made a mistake..." He says. What does he mean by that?
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Post by hellohello on Jun 23, 2015 19:46:40 GMT -5
"Excuse me?" Gamagori said, loosening his grip a bit. "A mistake about what?"
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Post by DeredereChan on Jun 23, 2015 19:53:11 GMT -5
Sayaka weighed her options. One one hand, she could strike right here, right now, and get the jump on her opponent. However, she had no idea what her opponent was capable of. For all she knew, a straight out attack would be suicide against this ancient monster. She would have to act quickly, wisely, with self preservation the first thought in her mind. "You want me to get out of the way? That sounds good to me!" She grabbed a hold of her white cape and covered herself with it to hide herself, but once she was fully hidden, the cape fell to the ground as though Sayaka didn't exist any longer, and the cape itself dissipated soon after. A few moments later, on an abandoned bus a few dozen meters away, Sayaka's cape reappeared. She threw her cape behind her with a flourish and revealed several exact copies of her sword stuck into the top of the bus.
Acting quickly, she took each sword before her, one after another, and launched them with incredible speed and grace right towards Esidisi. Her motions in doing so were graceful and quick, but she was actually just observing how Esidisi would react to her volley of blades. If he seemed to have trouble with them, she could continue doing this. If not, she would have to change her battle plan accordingly. Not that it would be too much trouble, after all. She was mainly a melee fighter, anyways. Fighting at a range was more of Mami's style.
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Post by Frozen on Jun 23, 2015 19:54:25 GMT -5
He raises his fist out of the grab, allowing more stress to be put on his back! However, he has a free arm.
"The mistake you have made... is that I'm an in-fighter!" He yells! Suddenly, his fist swings towards Ira's chin, and creating a visible twirl of wind out of nowhere. "Corkscrew Blow!"
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Post by cloudagesymphony on Jun 23, 2015 20:00:37 GMT -5
The fact she avoided that attack showed promise. Her avoidance earned no indignation, only an amused whistle. He lets go of the chain, looking up just as she ascended into the sky. Like a predatory bird taking flight, the sheen of her blade's edge glared off the sunlight. It was almost magnificent, even though what train of thought remained was ruined when she fired off a few cables, just a few feet away from him on both sides. That must be how they worked...
"Clear? Absolutely, totally, one hundred percent clear~!" He drew what looked like two medium sized spanners, about three-quarters the length of his forearm, seemingly from his sleeves. Using the two, he spun about to gather momentum only to clash the two wrenches against her blades. The impact rattled his bones, pushing him back. Such power behind the slash she sent... even so, instead of letting the momentum push him, he instead pressed forward, socking his arms with a powerful shock from the impact. Even so, he braced forward, letting the shock settle in and reverberate...before he pushed back.
He spat back in slight pain, but put forward his own push as he tried to strike her with one of the wrenches. "Come or not, I would have tried to have you fixed anyways. You're not broken, are you?" He asked curiously, his raving lunacy very much evident. "Won't matter, I'll be sure to have you aaaaaaaaaaalll fixed up. You won't mind missing an arm and a spleen, correct~?" He tried to push for a counter attack, hoping the sudden push would destabilize her...
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Post by hellohello on Jun 23, 2015 20:08:46 GMT -5
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
I finally get to use this gif
Dudley was lucky he was wearing gloves, otherwise his hand probably would have been broken from punching someone wearing a metal helmet in the chin. Gamagori set Dudley down and backed off a couple of feet. He retracted his Whips and stood there, facing him. "I like your determination, sir. So I will give you one more chance to hit me, and actually do something. Please, don't waste it."
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RiskyBoots
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You gotta draw a line in the sand, dude. You gotta say, "What am I willing to put up with today?"
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Post by RiskyBoots on Jun 23, 2015 20:28:32 GMT -5
A Clash put the Annie and her opponent at a short stand-still as both swords and wrenches locked together, grinding and heating up with friction from her momentum. It seemed her opponent was no stranger to this kind of combat, which made her a little on edge. Of course, there was no way he could be someone like her. ...Or so she at least thought herself. "Then it should be clear.. that this was a bad idea on your part." Annie grunted her reply to his prior comment, the opposing push from his arms straining her.
The push, however, proved to be too much for an upfront battle as he caused Annie to fall back, skidding her boot's soles into the asphalt and crumbling it further. Her arms locked in a defensive position with her swords as she retracted her cables from her former position. This.. Graham man was dangerous, which meant Annie had to kick it up a notch. Not to... that level, yet, of course. Graham's comment irked her, but it could not be seen from her defensive pose.
From where she stood, Annie taunted him. "If you want my guts, you'd better get some yourself and try it!"
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Post by Frozen on Jun 23, 2015 20:36:25 GMT -5
Blast! This man is a walking tank with that armor on, and even with a Corkscrew Blow to the chin, he barely even flinches! Dudley stands ready, staring Gamagori Ira off. There has to be something he's missing. He begins side-strafing ever so slowly, eying his armor out for any obvious weaknesses. ... And with a sudden burst of speed, he charges forth into Ira's side, and attacks with his right fist with a succession of punches into the cloth part of the armor! "Machinegun Blow!"
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Post by hellohello on Jun 23, 2015 20:39:04 GMT -5
Or he would have, if Gamagori hadn't resumed his Shackle Regalia form right before Dudley's punches connected. As a result, all Dudley did was give him the 'punishment' he needed. Gamagori inflated once more, and exploded again into his Scourge Regalia, which would send Dudley flying once again.
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Post by Frozen on Jun 23, 2015 20:46:55 GMT -5
In the flurry of whips, Dudley, is in fact, sent backwards. However, not as far off this time. In fact, this time, Dudley takes the time, in the middle of the painful attack, to grab one of the whips under his left arm. He wraps his right glove around the same whip, and pulls Ira back, forcing the whip and Dudley's arms to hang under him from the effort! He's definitely asking for it, now!
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Post by hellohello on Jun 23, 2015 21:08:56 GMT -5
He had to hand it to him, that was clever. Gamagori crossed his arms and let himself fall backwards, slamming into the ground with a very loud thunk. While Gamagori was still lying on the ground, the other whips gathered themselves in the air on either side of Dudley, save for the one he was holding. The bent back a bit, and then snapped themselves together, with Dudley getting crushed (not fatally), unless he managed to somehow dodge.
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Post by Frozen on Jun 23, 2015 21:19:25 GMT -5
With quick thinking, Dudley decides to hold the whip he had in his hand with both his hands, and stretch it vertically to shield his left side, and the whips in that side. He still gets squished, but that doesn't stop him from wrapping every one of those whips with the one Dudley was holding, and attempting to tie the whip he was holding around the others!
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Post by cloudagesymphony on Jun 23, 2015 21:27:38 GMT -5
You'd be surprised how quite alike some people were, especially in the heat of battle. Looking into Annie's eyes Graham knew she didn't grow up soft like all the others. There was a hint of determination, quite unlike the others. The will to survive. The will of a warrior. And in their clash, she exerted quite an impressive show of strength. With her slash blocked, the moment she was in the air it was clear she was at a disadvantage with nothing to hold her weight in, but she grounded herself well and put up quite a push. Needless to say, Graham was impressed, if that much showed in his manic glance.
"A bad idea~? Alot of people say that, whether it be my mother when she was pregnant.." Another push, perhaps to exert a little pressure. Even if she tried to break the stalemate with a kick, providing he could take the blow he could continue pressuring her until she became off balanced. "...Or whenever I smashed something. You know people saying that's a bad idea is just them trying to get it to stop. I mean look, sure I love bashing people's faces in, but it stops being a bad idea three strokes in! That may just be because they're dead or their trachea's crushed, but I can never really tell." The chatterbox never stopped talking, eve in the midst of a tense stand-off Graham continued to push in their clash, believing that he could overpower her with sheer strength.
It wasn't that he was strong, it was only because he could never hold back. That was why he always fought at full power. "Your guts? I'd definitely want some! I'm not really a guts kinda guy. Someone threw a dead kitten at me once and I peed my pants like a boy! Except I wasn't the one who peed my pants and I was the one who threw the cat at someone else!" With a final heave, if successful, he would have tried to swing one of his wrenches towards her. If he failed, his push would have overexerted where he stood, lending her the advantage. Even so,the fact he took this kind of risk showed he had absolutely no regard for his own safety.
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