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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 18:49:47 GMT -8
It was a new day, and WR, for once, had nothing to do. They decided to take the day off so they could mentally prepare for what was to come. What exactly they were anticipating was yet to be known, but they had a sneaking suspicion something was going to happen, and much sooner than they expected.
After getting dressed, WR walked outside their apartment, sliding their arms into their beloved Dragon jacket with a yawn while they locked the door. They weren't sure where they were going, but they needed the fresh air to help them think.
They headed down the stairs, head hanging low, and began walking in a random direction. The destination didn't matter, it was all about the journey.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 19:23:16 GMT -8
A purple fringed portal would rip open near WR with shadowy smoke oozing out the edges and leaking across the floor as a man stepped out, his eyes only partially open as if existing was bored or a trifle. His eyes would slowly scan upwards as the portal vanished behind him laying eyes on WR. They would note this man was seven foot five inches tall, lithe and toned as his coat hung off his body loosely. Looking at WR they would speak. "Hela luyd..." WR would recognize the Dragon Speak from training with Leon, but the gravelly voice would be ominous enough to impose an intense pressure on WR's body, like the moment they made eye contact WR had already died in many different ways. |
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 21:02:28 GMT -8
A flash of purple suddenly appeared in the corner of WR's eyes, and they snapped their head to face it, grimacing. In that moment, their entire body froze, and their mind went numb. The simple sight of the massive man in front of them was enough to completely petrify them. As he spoke a foreign yet familiar tongue, their body shook uncontrollably, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
"Fru yna oui..."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 21:11:55 GMT -8
"The slayer of Fire, the claimer of Thunder, The Tyrannical Thunder Dragon. You can call me Ark."
He'd start to take steps walking towards WR.
"You are an apprentice, your world is chosen. Embrace it or die."
He'd raise his left hand moving his right hand to behind his back and he'd give his fingers a flick towards himself telling WR to challenge him, to attack if he can.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 21:19:28 GMT -8
For once in their life, WR was truly, genuinely afraid, terrified even. These feelings were all foreign to them, and all they wanted to do was fall to their knees and sink into the earth, but they couldn't even manage a single step.
Finally, as he approached, they broke free from their trance, stumbling backwards and holding their hands up defensively as they stared up at Ark like a helpless child. What the FUCK was this monster? What the FUCK were they supposed to do? Fight? They'd die, that was a given. Run away? Something told them they weren't fast enough for that, if they could even manage to break into a sprint.
They opened their mouth to speak, but alas, there were no words. Just true, genuine, fear.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 21:26:50 GMT -8
"I guess you need motivation."
Ark would sprint forward at their prone position lifting their left fist as they leapt at WR to throw a monstrously large fist at the end of a long arm down towards their chest to smash them into the ground.
Strength: 80 (45)
Speed: 80 (45)
Defense: ?
Perception: ?
Energy: ?
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 21:38:55 GMT -8
The moment Ark lunged at them, something flipped within. Something that told them if they didn't do what they were about to do, they were going to die. They allowed themself to ignore body and mind, slipping into the control of instinct. In that moment, as Ark leaped at them, they ripped off the jacket, and jumped away from him with everything they had, ignoring the pain that jolted through their body. As they slid onto their feet, their body was set ablaze, and the fear that was in their eyes was replaced with anger. "You missed." Unnamed Dragon Coat: -20 Eng, -20 Spd
This Apprentice Coat is a symbol of being Leon The Lightning Dragons Apprentice. It is weighted for training purposes to make every movement a struggle, as the philosophy of a Dragon is to embrace conflict to promote your own growth. For every post WR wears this coat in a thread they build 1 Charge to a maximum of 50 Charges. (Charges carry over for every thread.). If WR removes the coat the charges are immediately injected into WR's body surpassing their limits, gaining +1 Energy and Speed per Charge. WR can also choose to instead spend 10 Charges to turn off the Coats effects and gain +10 Energy and Speed for four posts. The effects of taking the coat off at full 50 Charges lasts for 15 posts, however after WR will be rendered incapacitated.
Current Buff: +50 SPD, +50 ENG (80 / 76). (1/15)
WR's body is set ablaze into pure visible energy, appearing as red fire, which creates an afterimage that repeats all of their physical actions at a one second delay. The afterimage burns whatever it touches, dealing 100% of their ENG stat as damage to other players and characters (current: 76). The fire changes colors based on their emotions. Additionally, they gain 50% immunity to all fire based effects. |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 21:47:05 GMT -8
When his fist went through a blazing after image and smashed into the ground cracking the cement below he felt the burning sensation for a moment before he grinned. His eyes opening to about 3/4ths fully open. Standing up and pulling his knuckles from the cement he would look at WR and once again raise that left hand and wave for WR to attack.
"Show me."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 21:59:20 GMT -8
WR spit at the ground, almost mockingly, as Ark signaled them forward. They punched a fist into the other hand, and instantaneously lunged at him with a hammering fist that was fully prepared to shift directions if he managed to jump out of way. Their eyes could barely keep up with their own movements, especially as they focused on his, but all that mattered was that they kept moving, built momentum, and moved with the adrenaline. While midair, a ball of fire conjured in their hand, and when they were sure their fist would connect, the ball exploded, and they ducked low to run around him as the afterimage came in for another blow. Current Buff: +50 SPD, +50 ENG (80 / 76). (1/15)
WR channels fire to a desired part of their body, then sets it ablaze. While this ability is activated, they can hurl fire (a single use) from the chosen body part, dealing 100% of their ENG stat as damage to other players or characters (current: 76). This ability can also set fire to certain objects or materials. |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 22:08:03 GMT -8
The explosive fire would Strike Ark fully before it seemed to much smaller fighter vanished by ducking low to run passed him. The after image would also strike him as he simply grinned through the attacks, some of his skin singed as he reached to his shins and pulled the weights off holding them up he would turn towards WR and throw one of the weights at them.
"Not bad."
Strength: 80 (45)
Speed: 80 (45)
Defense: 80
Perception: 85
Energy: ?
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 22:17:46 GMT -8
As WR was allowed access to Ark's backside, they continued to run, hopefully avoiding the weight as they stuck somewhat close to him. As he turned to face them, they lunged for his backside again, aiming for either side of his knee as they swung another fist, though this time it was accompanied by a sweeping leg, as well as another fireball. Current Buff: +50 SPD, +50 ENG (80 / 76). (3/15)
WR channels fire to a desired part of their body, then sets it ablaze. While this ability is activated, they can hurl fire (a single use) from the chosen body part, dealing 100% of their ENG stat as damage to other players or characters (current: 76). This ability can also set fire to certain objects or materials. |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 2, 2021 22:25:11 GMT -8
After dropping the other weight he'd open his eyes wide and spin around once his knee's buckled the opposite direction WR was moving and reach out with his long arms with hands aiming to grip and grab WR by anything they could get ahold of.
Strength: 80 (120)
Speed: 80 (120)
Defense: 80
Perception: 85
Energy: ?
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 2, 2021 22:34:51 GMT -8
WR grunted as their arm was grabbed, and they slid to a stop, spitting in his face. Their other arm abruptly shot into his elbow in an attempt to break free, and they grinned at him as the afterimage came roaring in. A leg kicked at his knee as they were both engulfed in flames. Current Buff: +50 SPD, +50 ENG (80 / 76). (4/15) |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 3, 2021 0:59:52 GMT -8
WR's strikes to the elbow would not be enough to release the grip, and the kicks to his legs WR would notice he was on his knees and they were still the same height. At that point his right hand would go to his pocket and Ark would stand holding WR out and in the air with his intense grip.
"Your master was scared the first time too."
WR would feel a kind of burning coming from their right eye as he was held in place. Their fire would completely go out from this sudden development as they felt all of their energy funneling through their body to their right eye.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 3, 2021 1:04:55 GMT -8
WR struggled, helplessly, as they were lifted into the air by the massive man. They stared him in the eyes, grimacing hatefully, until a sudden pain shot through their body, and their eye started to burn. They growled, wincing at the pain, but embracing it. The rest of their body fell... surprisingly cold as they did.
"What the hell... does that mean..."
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