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The Attack on SB: New Creations
Posted: Sep 30 2009, 01:22 PM Forum Advanced Garden View full topic
Another of the pods opened, and out came a dragon fledgling. It looked kind of cute as it stretched itself out on the tile, yawning, and with a quizzical look at Cosmin, curled up for a further nap. The dissonant picture of serenity, however, would be quickly interrupted, as a scream emitted from the adjacent pod. The first thing that Smoulder was aware of was torturous pain, from whatever was keeping him in the pod. He pounded burning hot fists on the hatch in front of him, trying to break free from the pain. After about fifteen seconds of this, the hatch broke off, flying halfway across the room and startling the dragon whelp. Out he stepped, gasping for breath, a smoky-burning man made of coal. "Where... What?" The cinder's eyes, too, were flames, as he turned his head to see what he had broken free into. Steam rose from the cinder's back as he straightened, his stony hand dropping to the wicked-looking blade at his side and his piercing glare transfixed Cosmin, asking: "Who?"

Posted: Sep 30 2009, 01:22 PM Forum Advanced Garden View full topic

Another of the pods opened, and out came a dragon fledgling. It looked kind of cute as it stretched itself out on the tile, yawning, and with a quizzical look at Cosmin, curled up for a further nap.

The dissonant picture of serenity, however, would be quickly interrupted, as a scream emitted from the adjacent pod.

The first thing that Smoulder was aware of was torturous pain, from whatever was keeping him in the pod. He pounded burning hot fists on the hatch in front of him, trying to break free from the pain. After about fifteen seconds of this, the hatch broke off, flying halfway across the room and startling the dragon whelp. Out he stepped, gasping for breath, a smoky-burning man made of coal. "Where... What?" The cinder's eyes, too, were flames, as he turned his head to see what he had broken free into. Steam rose from the cinder's back as he straightened, his stony hand dropping to the wicked-looking blade at his side and his piercing glare transfixed Cosmin, asking: "Who?"

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"
Posted: Sep 30 2009, 10:12 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
It hadn't mattered how Taylor ducked or dodged. He'd ended up with a nasty burn on his arm and almost got knocked to the floor by Rai. But all burns were the same, no matter how they were inflicted. He could handle burns. His answer to Rai's charge would be a glowing-hot bullet shot at the dragon's wing. The reasonable part of his mind indicated that he should be recovering his strength for the next match, not wearing himself down further with this distraction. Too late for it now.

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"

Posted: Sep 30 2009, 10:12 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

It hadn't mattered how Taylor ducked or dodged. He'd ended up with a nasty burn on his arm and almost got knocked to the floor by Rai. But all burns were the same, no matter how they were inflicted. He could handle burns. His answer to Rai's charge would be a glowing-hot bullet shot at the dragon's wing. The reasonable part of his mind indicated that he should be recovering his strength for the next match, not wearing himself down further with this distraction. Too late for it now.

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"
Posted: Sep 29 2009, 01:38 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Taylor had ended up, as the twister had weakened, at the opposite wall of the chamber. He saw Auriel, then Nail, take on Rai in their own ways. That guy who did that invocation... Seems like an interesting dude to take in the arena. Who am I kidding? I barely made it against my first foe. That fox fella looks, what, former, maybe current military? Admittedly, I'm not new to fighting, but he's undoubtedly a professional. And I'm taking him on next. I should only hope it'll be short... though our hosts will probably force us to draw it out for a show... Taylor didn't want to carry on that train of thought. So he diverted himself by firing a shot of his own an instant after Nail, intentionally missing Rai, but drawing the dragon's ire from Nail. "Yo scaly!" He shouted.

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"

Posted: Sep 29 2009, 01:38 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Taylor had ended up, as the twister had weakened, at the opposite wall of the chamber. He saw Auriel, then Nail, take on Rai in their own ways. That guy who did that invocation... Seems like an interesting dude to take in the arena. Who am I kidding? I barely made it against my first foe. That fox fella looks, what, former, maybe current military? Admittedly, I'm not new to fighting, but he's undoubtedly a professional. And I'm taking him on next. I should only hope it'll be short... though our hosts will probably force us to draw it out for a show... Taylor didn't want to carry on that train of thought. So he diverted himself by firing a shot of his own an instant after Nail, intentionally missing Rai, but drawing the dragon's ire from Nail. "Yo scaly!" He shouted.

The Attack on SB: New Creations(Members in the fanfic only)
Posted: Sep 29 2009, 08:29 AM Forum Schoolhouse Garden View full topic
(This may be the first time you've ever seen any serious RPer post "itty-bitty".) - Name: Windwright - Master: ChocoJockey (as Taylor Hiss) - Gender: Male - Species: Shivan dragon (whelp) - Weapons: No weapons other than claws and teeth - Powers: Flight and spitting fire, though the latter is unreliable. - Limit Release: Upon the limit release, Windwright pretty much undergoes a growth spurt, making him ridable. He also gets to actually reliably breathe fire. - Appearance: Basically, Windwright is an itty-bitty gray dragon. Until he grows up during a limit release. (And if I'm allowed the second doll:) - Name: Smoulder - Master: ChocoJockey - Gender: Male - Species: Shadowmoorian "cinder" (a sort of fire elemental) - Weapons: Smoulder carries a barbed, rusty, but sharp scimitar, meaning wounds it causes, however small, can be debilitating. Due to his nature as a fire elemental, it's constantly very hot when he holds it. - Powers: As a "walking, smouldering charcoal," he can make himself unbearably hot to the touch. That's about it. - Limit Release: Smoulder's world undergoes a strange duality every-so-often: he comes from its darker version. Once the release kicks in, he becomes his counterpart from the lighter world, Lorwyn: A full-burning flamekin blademaster, name of "Sun-blade," with a lot more confidence and the added ability to control fire. His weapon also becomes a more pristine version... without the debilitating rust and barbs. - Appearance: A man of burning charcoal. As Smoulder, he really just wears a loincloth and is burning like a guttering candle. As Sun-blade, he's wearing something more like a toga and burns like a roaring torch. (There is something special that I would want them to do some time after they catch up with "me" in the fic, when things get really bad.)

The Attack on SB: New Creations(Members in the fanfic only)

Posted: Sep 29 2009, 08:29 AM Forum Schoolhouse Garden View full topic

(This may be the first time you've ever seen any serious RPer post "itty-bitty".)

- Name: Windwright
- Master: ChocoJockey (as Taylor Hiss)
- Gender: Male
- Species: Shivan dragon (whelp)
- Weapons: No weapons other than claws and teeth
- Powers: Flight and spitting fire, though the latter is unreliable.
- Limit Release: Upon the limit release, Windwright pretty much undergoes a growth spurt, making him ridable. He also gets to actually reliably breathe fire.
- Appearance: Basically, Windwright is an itty-bitty gray dragon. Until he grows up during a limit release.

(And if I'm allowed the second doll:)
- Name: Smoulder
- Master: ChocoJockey
- Gender: Male
- Species: Shadowmoorian "cinder" (a sort of fire elemental)
- Weapons: Smoulder carries a barbed, rusty, but sharp scimitar, meaning wounds it causes, however small, can be debilitating. Due to his nature as a fire elemental, it's constantly very hot when he holds it.
- Powers: As a "walking, smouldering charcoal," he can make himself unbearably hot to the touch. That's about it.
- Limit Release: Smoulder's world undergoes a strange duality every-so-often: he comes from its darker version. Once the release kicks in, he becomes his counterpart from the lighter world, Lorwyn: A full-burning flamekin blademaster, name of "Sun-blade," with a lot more confidence and the added ability to control fire. His weapon also becomes a more pristine version... without the debilitating rust and barbs.
- Appearance: A man of burning charcoal. As Smoulder, he really just wears a loincloth and is burning like a guttering candle. As Sun-blade, he's wearing something more like a toga and burns like a roaring torch.

(There is something special that I would want them to do some time after they catch up with "me" in the fic, when things get really bad.)

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 28 2009, 03:46 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Although I don't have much faith in "para-realism," if we are going for that, I would think my and Nail's match would be very, very short. I get thinking about that one episode of Trigun with the marksmanship tournament, really...

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"
Posted: Sep 28 2009, 03:42 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
"Now tell your stomach to hold on tighter when you're taken from place to place..." The host's voice echoed in Taylor's ears as he was returned to the cafeteria. It's not exactly like I'm used* to having my soul yo-yoed from my body. This may be a hell dimension, but I got my limits,* he thought. Something else had registered in his mind; that Sadistic had commented on him actually killing his opponent. Does that mean none of the others..!? They left their foes to the mercy of... of... those things? All of a sudden, something snapped Taylor from his reverie. It was that violet dragon. And he'd whipped up a twister. He grabbed for something, anything that was fixed to the ground. He had no luck, and was dragged towards the vortex. "Jeez, dragon! What are you thinking!?" He yelled, in a probably-futile attempt to be heard over the gale.

Inter-Round "Cafeteria"

Posted: Sep 28 2009, 03:42 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

"Now tell your stomach to hold on tighter when you're taken from place to place..." The host's voice echoed in Taylor's ears as he was returned to the cafeteria. It's not exactly like I'm used to having my soul yo-yoed from my body. This may be a hell dimension, but I got my limits, he thought. Something else had registered in his mind; that Sadistic had commented on him actually killing his opponent. Does that mean none of the others..!? They left their foes to the mercy of... of... those things? All of a sudden, something snapped Taylor from his reverie. It was that violet dragon. And he'd whipped up a twister. He grabbed for something, anything that was fixed to the ground. He had no luck, and was dragged towards the vortex. "Jeez, dragon! What are you thinking!?" He yelled, in a probably-futile attempt to be heard over the gale.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 28 2009, 08:05 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Taylor barely heard Gauge's words through the pounding of his blood through his temples. In this situation, without being so utterly exhausted, he could have detonated the magic that kept his hand alight and possibly vaporized his foe. He didn't have enough in him for that kind of fifty-ton blast, but all he needed to take this match from the jaws of defeat was the arcane equivalent to a cherry bomb, easily gathered even at the point of exhaustion. He braced his knee against the platform through the puddle of vomit and snapped his head up, giving Gauge a defiant glare, and releasing the energy channeled into his fist in a hot, grip-breaking burst. Gauge staggered back, and Taylor, drawing on a reserve of stamina he didn't know he had, rammed his shoulder just below the hedgehog's throat, sending him careening into the abyss. He had surprised Gauge enough that he'd forgotten about the jet shoes. In fact, he had surprised himself. He toppled back onto his hands as the platform began to fall, though this didn't entirely register as he scrabbled for his handgun. If I didn't, they would have, Taylor thought. And I don't want to know what they would do if either of us were entrusted to their 'mercy.' They can't get you now. If I survive... I'll light a candle for you.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 28 2009, 08:05 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Taylor barely heard Gauge's words through the pounding of his blood through his temples. In this situation, without being so utterly exhausted, he could have detonated the magic that kept his hand alight and possibly vaporized his foe. He didn't have enough in him for that kind of fifty-ton blast, but all he needed to take this match from the jaws of defeat was the arcane equivalent to a cherry bomb, easily gathered even at the point of exhaustion. He braced his knee against the platform through the puddle of vomit and snapped his head up, giving Gauge a defiant glare, and releasing the energy channeled into his fist in a hot, grip-breaking burst. Gauge staggered back, and Taylor, drawing on a reserve of stamina he didn't know he had, rammed his shoulder just below the hedgehog's throat, sending him careening into the abyss. He had surprised Gauge enough that he'd forgotten about the jet shoes. In fact, he had surprised himself. He toppled back onto his hands as the platform began to fall, though this didn't entirely register as he scrabbled for his handgun. If I didn't, they would have, Taylor thought. And I don't want to know what they would do if either of us were entrusted to their 'mercy.' They can't get you now. If I survive... I'll light a candle for you.

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 27 2009, 08:05 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Ah, TUC... Need you to pass your judgment on my and Sonikku's match. Y'know, just to make it officially over.

Shattered Future
Posted: Sep 19 2009, 07:08 AM Forum Advanced Garden View full topic
Name: Taylor Richard Hiss Species: Human Gender: Male Age: 35 Appearance: Rather on the lanky side, with brown hair, brown eyes, and long jagged scars on the outside of his arms. Taylor wears a black biker's jacket over a navy-blue t-shirt and dark jeans. Personality: He's a big snarker, but will do almost anything for his comrades. Power: Taylor is a 'planeswalker,' a kind of world-hopper. Access to infinite worlds allows him a lot of magical skill. His favorite (and most reliable) spells are usually, in 'walker jargon, "red-aligned," meaning they are destructive, chaotic, and strengthened by ambient magical energies around the mountains. Recently he has delved into white-aligned healing and protective magics and green-aligned nature-affecting magics. Skills: Taylor is good at sharpshooting, analyzing anything that qualifies as 'mystic,' and has recently combined the latter with metalworking. Weapons: "Maverick", a seven-segmented chainblade, and "Komodo's Snipe", or "Cain," an enchanted sniper rifle. Super Form(s): Taylor has three ways of enhancing his power, though one he doesn't even know of. Rage Nova: Usually shows up in circumstances that would bring someone else into a berserk rage. Taylor's rage channels directly into his fire magics, making them far more powerful than they would normally be, and bringing up an intense heat-aura that bends most ranged attacks around him. In this state, he abandons his usual hit-and-run subduing tactics for a slow, single, inexorable killing/crippling strike. However, wounds taken result in deep permanent scars. Lasts anywhere from 5-10 minutes, on a good day. Usually falls unconscious afterwards. Aetheric Overclock: Taylor normally limits his magic to the amount of energy a body can safely channel. In this 'state,' he ignores that limitation to empower his spells at great personal risk. Makes his magic more powerful and gives additional effects to the spells. It can be called up at will, but if sustained for more than a total of ten minutes in one day, it wreaks major havoc with his body, usually described as a burning sensation from within. Reconstitution: There are actually two incarnations of Taylor, which cuts his power way down, as well as the other version's. The two incarnations, upon eye contact, will disappear into an orb of energy, during which a battle of wills takes place. Only one personality will survive, but the one that does gains control of the powers of both incarnations in one body, amplified by a factor of five. Permanent. This is the one Taylor doesn't know. (OOC: At the point this happens, I'll flip a coin to decide the dominant incarnation.) Side: CHAOS Strengths: Taylor has no distinct advantages anywhere. Weaknesses: Taylor cannot harness Chaos energy, and will come to harm if he tries. Also, Chaos-energy based attacks harm him a lot more than they do most other people. (The other guy, name of 'Chance', will be put in this post when I bring him in.)

Shattered Future

Posted: Sep 19 2009, 07:08 AM Forum Advanced Garden View full topic

Name: Taylor Richard Hiss
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Appearance: Rather on the lanky side, with brown hair, brown eyes, and long jagged scars on the outside of his arms. Taylor wears a black biker's jacket over a navy-blue t-shirt and dark jeans.
Personality: He's a big snarker, but will do almost anything for his comrades.
Power: Taylor is a 'planeswalker,' a kind of world-hopper. Access to infinite worlds allows him a lot of magical skill. His favorite (and most reliable) spells are usually, in 'walker jargon, "red-aligned," meaning they are destructive, chaotic, and strengthened by ambient magical energies around the mountains. Recently he has delved into white-aligned healing and protective magics and green-aligned nature-affecting magics.
Skills: Taylor is good at sharpshooting, analyzing anything that qualifies as 'mystic,' and has recently combined the latter with metalworking.
Weapons: "Maverick", a seven-segmented chainblade, and "Komodo's Snipe", or "Cain," an enchanted sniper rifle.
Super Form(s): Taylor has three ways of enhancing his power, though one he doesn't even know of.
Rage Nova: Usually shows up in circumstances that would bring someone else into a berserk rage. Taylor's rage channels directly into his fire magics, making them far more powerful than they would normally be, and bringing up an intense heat-aura that bends most ranged attacks around him. In this state, he abandons his usual hit-and-run subduing tactics for a slow, single, inexorable killing/crippling strike. However, wounds taken result in deep permanent scars. Lasts anywhere from 5-10 minutes, on a good day. Usually falls unconscious afterwards.

Aetheric Overclock: Taylor normally limits his magic to the amount of energy a body can safely channel. In this 'state,' he ignores that limitation to empower his spells at great personal risk. Makes his magic more powerful and gives additional effects to the spells. It can be called up at will, but if sustained for more than a total of ten minutes in one day, it wreaks major havoc with his body, usually described as a burning sensation from within.

Reconstitution: There are actually two incarnations of Taylor, which cuts his power way down, as well as the other version's. The two incarnations, upon eye contact, will disappear into an orb of energy, during which a battle of wills takes place. Only one personality will survive, but the one that does gains control of the powers of both incarnations in one body, amplified by a factor of five. Permanent. This is the one Taylor doesn't know. (OOC: At the point this happens, I'll flip a coin to decide the dominant incarnation.)
Side: CHAOS
Strengths: Taylor has no distinct advantages anywhere.
Weaknesses: Taylor cannot harness Chaos energy, and will come to harm if he tries. Also, Chaos-energy based attacks harm him a lot more than they do most other people.

(The other guy, name of 'Chance', will be put in this post when I bring him in.)

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 17 2009, 07:54 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Yeah... so. Wonder if I played "valiantly" enough as gives me a freakin' chance to move on. thump-thump. thump-thump. thump-thump

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 07:18 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Once they'd both landed, Taylor whirled out his gun and had it fractions of an inch from Gauge's face when his gimped knee gave. He went down to his good knee, dropping his gun in the process, then threw up at his opponent's feet. He braced an arm to the ground to keep himself from splashing into the bile, breathing heavily. "Damn... you think you're some kind of hotshot, don't you?" He grunted, trying to push himself back to his feet. He managed to get relatively upright, with smoke rising from his braced right hand. I'm really drained now. It's taken everything I had to last this long... and it's still not enough! Flames licked around his left hand, curled into a fist. Taylor threw one last punch to send Gauge off the edge and out of the tournament. Failure this time would leave him splayed out with his face fallen into his own vomit, lacking the strength to stand.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 14 2009, 07:18 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Once they'd both landed, Taylor whirled out his gun and had it fractions of an inch from Gauge's face when his gimped knee gave. He went down to his good knee, dropping his gun in the process, then threw up at his opponent's feet. He braced an arm to the ground to keep himself from splashing into the bile, breathing heavily. "Damn... you think you're some kind of hotshot, don't you?" He grunted, trying to push himself back to his feet. He managed to get relatively upright, with smoke rising from his braced right hand. I'm really drained now. It's taken everything I had to last this long... and it's still not enough! Flames licked around his left hand, curled into a fist. Taylor threw one last punch to send Gauge off the edge and out of the tournament. Failure this time would leave him splayed out with his face fallen into his own vomit, lacking the strength to stand.

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 06:48 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Yeah, match is good as done now. Waiting for Sonikku's action, then wholly intend to brace for the aftermath. At least, as well as one can brace with broken legs. EDIT: No broken legs, but I've definitely run my character ragged.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 06:42 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
(I am getting desperate.) The momentum given Taylor carried him about a foot or so higher than where Gauge had stopped. He was going to hate the landing, provided he didn't pancake or fall into the abyss. He'd worry about that later. At the apex of his 'flight,' he ignited his right hand and thrust it at a downward angle to Gauge's torso, right in the center. If he was going to end up breaking both legs at best, he'd at least make one last attempt to take his opponent down with him. So this is it... (I suppose I'm obligated to say 'good game,' and leave this in the hands of the judges now.)

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 14 2009, 06:42 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

(I am getting desperate.)

The momentum given Taylor carried him about a foot or so higher than where Gauge had stopped. He was going to hate the landing, provided he didn't pancake or fall into the abyss. He'd worry about that later. At the apex of his 'flight,' he ignited his right hand and thrust it at a downward angle to Gauge's torso, right in the center. If he was going to end up breaking both legs at best, he'd at least make one last attempt to take his opponent down with him. So this is it...

(I suppose I'm obligated to say 'good game,' and leave this in the hands of the judges now.)

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 10:04 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Well, the shield's a bit much. Especially if it can activate quickly enough to block a high-caliber handgun bullet at point-blank range.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:54 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Taylor had to fight off another wave of nausea as Gauge spiraled into the air with him in tow. He could feel his grip start to slip already as he tried to knee Gauge in the groin.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:36 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Damn. Taylor grimaced. He thought for sure Gauge would've been a goner taking out that platform. He would have to come up with something very fast in order to not have every bone in his body shattered by the furry missile. It came to him in a flash of intuition; he fell onto his back and snatched at Gauge's shirt. If he caught the shirt, his grip wouldn't last long; but it only had to last long enough for him to get the advantage.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:36 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Damn. Taylor grimaced. He thought for sure Gauge would've been a goner taking out that platform. He would have to come up with something very fast in order to not have every bone in his body shattered by the furry missile. It came to him in a flash of intuition; he fell onto his back and snatched at Gauge's shirt. If he caught the shirt, his grip wouldn't last long; but it only had to last long enough for him to get the advantage.

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:18 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Oh yeah. Definite shenanigans with Sonikku. I have failed to hit for any lasting harm for this entire match, taken a veritable beating (save for the last, presumably lethal, blow as of this posting) and now my only surface chance of winning is if he takes his last move to its logical conclusion in it's purported destruction of the platform our characters were on. (EDIT: Nevermind, he's got one up on me on that, too. Guess I'll just take the lumps and dish out where I can.) Shenanigans. ...Love how that word rolls out the mouth, though.

Tournament OOC Chat

Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:18 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Oh yeah. Definite shenanigans with Sonikku. I have failed to hit for any lasting harm for this entire match, taken a veritable beating (save for the last, presumably lethal, blow as of this posting) and now my only surface chance of winning is if he takes his last move to its logical conclusion in it's purported destruction of the platform our characters were on. (EDIT: Nevermind, he's got one up on me on that, too. Guess I'll just take the lumps and dish out where I can.)

Shenanigans. ...Love how that word rolls out the mouth, though.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:14 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
(Shenanigans.) Gauge's terminal punch went for Taylor's skull... and whiffed entirely, passing through a convincing mirage and into the platform. Taylor had thrown up the mirage right after the shot, and jumped away once he saw the shield come up. Now, he was on the next platform over, yelling, "GOD, MY LEG!" Taylor had landed hard on that last-ditch jump, and his leg refused to work from the pain from this point.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 14 2009, 08:14 AM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

(Shenanigans.)

Gauge's terminal punch went for Taylor's skull... and whiffed entirely, passing through a convincing mirage and into the platform. Taylor had thrown up the mirage right after the shot, and jumped away once he saw the shield come up. Now, he was on the next platform over, yelling, "GOD, MY LEG!" Taylor had landed hard on that last-ditch jump, and his leg refused to work from the pain from this point.

Tournament OOC Chat
Posted: Sep 13 2009, 06:52 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Okay. I think I've pulled it off. If Sonikku's character dodges or his skull proves to be bulletproof or something like that, I'm calling shenanigans. I mean, I've been more than fair, I've taken a fair share of hurt this match. I'm all of a sudden iffy about my opponent's character's constant dodging so that I haven't brought down any effective attack yet... and by all rights, this shot should connect. And it should be lethal. It's point-blank as we're on the same platform. And ultimately, it's Sonikku's fault for just gloating rather than going for a finish while my guy lost what was left of his lunch.

Tournament OOC Chat

Posted: Sep 13 2009, 06:52 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Okay. I think I've pulled it off. If Sonikku's character dodges or his skull proves to be bulletproof or something like that, I'm calling shenanigans. I mean, I've been more than fair, I've taken a fair share of hurt this match. I'm all of a sudden iffy about my opponent's character's constant dodging so that I haven't brought down any effective attack yet... and by all rights, this shot should connect. And it should be lethal. It's point-blank as we're on the same platform. And ultimately, it's Sonikku's fault for just gloating rather than going for a finish while my guy lost what was left of his lunch.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey
Posted: Sep 13 2009, 06:26 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic
Taylor didn't pay attention to what Gauge said. He's still on this platform. It's a point-blank shot, he thought. In one fluid motion, he was up on a knee and half-turned so that the gun barrel less than a foot from the spot right between the hedgehog's eyes. He wasn't a fool, Gauge had as good as handed him the match, not attacking while Taylor was throwing up. So it was now Taylor's own life, or Gauge's. He decided instantly. The Saber released its deadly payload into a collision course with the hedgehog's face.

Round 1- Sonikku vs. ChocoJockey

Posted: Sep 13 2009, 06:26 PM Forum =SB= Tournament 3 View full topic

Taylor didn't pay attention to what Gauge said. He's still on this platform. It's a point-blank shot, he thought. In one fluid motion, he was up on a knee and half-turned so that the gun barrel less than a foot from the spot right between the hedgehog's eyes. He wasn't a fool, Gauge had as good as handed him the match, not attacking while Taylor was throwing up. So it was now Taylor's own life, or Gauge's. He decided instantly. The Saber released its deadly payload into a collision course with the hedgehog's face.

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