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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 0:23:02 GMT -8
Spike had been in intensive training for many years now, mastering his fighting, his Qi, his chosen weapon, and being a leader, as the Vanguard for his clan. He had graduated to finding peace, quelling his Rage and ascending. His father had ascended with his rage, a feat never before seen, but Spike with his Qi was only able to maintain it for a short while.
For now he was wandering through the chaos with his followers, twelve in total, looking for a way to help quell the violance in some way. Bring peace to the world again, and himself.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 0:31:18 GMT -8
Boots of War Boots trudged along through the ruins. Soldiers of Barker's Lower Tier warriors were marching along, triple file through the broken streets of western Compton, heading East from the closest Underground Facility. Word of beginning raiding parties to expand the Barker territory were on high. They numbered about twenty at total with an officer leading them. All were wearing their standard uniforms which showed their signs of being low class grunts. Their sergeant was the only one of note. "Come on, men! Today, we'll take control of Compton!"Their was a resounding "YES SIR" as their boots echoed on the streets for miles around.--- However, in turn, the troop itself halted as they heard an even LARGER rumbling approaching from the North-West, heading to the South-East---towards where they were heading. The men were startled. "...Looks like we're not the only ones, men! LET'S GET MOVING, DOUBLE-TIME!""...S-SIR!"Moderator Notes: -BARKER TROOP NUMBER UNKNOWN. -BARKER TROOPS RATTLED: -1 WISDOM FOR 3 ROUNDS. |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 0:37:34 GMT -8
Spike and crew where more or less just walking, rummaging, they where mostly street punks that respected Strike from the days of dealing with the corporal punishment system and the name Sudeki. The bells tied to Spike's belt and the coat he wore where just as much symbols of his inheritance as the last name and hunger for battle he presented. Though when they heard the shout.
Spike jumped onto a broken down vehicle. The weight combined of the coat and himself began to crush and creek on the car.
"Lets get a move on. That sound probably isn't friendly."
And so they'd get moving.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 0:44:56 GMT -8
2nd Round The Barker soldiers remained spooked, their "forced march" slowed down. "Dammit, men! They'll arrive there before we do!"They would try to loosen their fears and march harder. Moderator Notes:
-BARKER TROOP NUMBER UNKNOWN.
-BARKER TROOPS RATTLED: -1 WISDOM FOR 2 ROUNDS. |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 0:51:46 GMT -8
Spike arrived in what seemed like a small portion of the middle of campton, but the place was in ruin.
"Alright, give me four look outs. Two tot he west, two to the east. We'll go into the southern middle building and start looking for stuff to be used as weapons."
Spike didn't know who or what was out here, but he knew nothing so far had been friendly for some time. And all that combat training made on paranoid.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 1:07:11 GMT -8
3rd Round The Barker forces would arrive onto the scene. South-Western Building Scouts (2) would spot them instantly, while remaining hidden under the cover of the ruined building. Meanwhile, the leader of the Scouting Party raised his head up and sniffed... "We've been beaten here..."
"ESTABLISH DETACHMENTS A AND B OF FIVE MEN EACH!"
"DETACHMENT A WILL SCOUT THE DIRECT NORTH!"
"DETACHMENT B WILL SCOUT THE DIRECT EAST!"Immediately, DA and DB would go on, their batons pulled out. Meanwhile, the fifteen remaining soldiers, along with the Sergent at the helm would remain patiently, observing the South-West building. "...After the report, we will clear out the South-West building from here. BATONS AT THE READY!" Moderator Notes:
-BARKER SCOUTING TROOP MAIN FORCE: 15 Soldiers + Sergent w/ Batons
-BARKER DETACHMENT A: 5 Soldiers w/ Batons
-BARKER DETACHMENT B: 5 Soldiers w/ Batons
-BARKER TROOPS RATTLED: -1 WISDOM FOR 1 ROUND. |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 1:14:13 GMT -8
Spike's people wheren't into the molotov thing, but they did have one tactic taught to them by Spike. Who had learned it from his father.
~Forcing your opponents to fight you one on one by filtering them into battle works best for our style.~
Spike's two south western guards would burst out the door and run into the open making noise and something to cause the flight or fight senses to kick on to be chased. The south eastern building would do the same to draw both scouting detachments towards the northern area to fill the open space in the middle of the map.
If it was a success Spike and his 8 pipe wielding fighters would charge out and flank them, Spike's bells ringing at the head of the group. He himself had pulled out his trusty power pole extended for the beat down.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 1:34:17 GMT -8
4th Round The disorientation from the constant bell ringing from before caused the Detachments to lose sight of their orders for a moment, their adrenaline spiking at the "WHOOP, WHOOP, WHOOP"ing sounds that the enemy scouting parties were making. DA: "NO ONE INSULTS THE BARKER FORCES AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!"DB: "YOU'LL PAY FOR UNDERESTIMATING US!"---Suddenly, eight pipe-wielding Dragonlings sprung on them! The Detachments were successfully ambushed, their fury immediately turning to dismay. They swung their batons wildly, but the the initiative of the pipe wielders, lead by their leader's heroic charge would cleave into their numbers. Meanwhile, the Sergent would order Detachment C to investigate the South-West building. DC: "Sir, it's a ruined Arts & Crafts store---Sir! There appears to be fighting going on North-East of here!"
DC: "Orders, sir!""We're moving into flank them from the west! Standby!"Moderator Notes:
-BARKER SCOUTING TROOP MAIN FORCE: 10 Soldiers + Sergent w/ Batons
-BARKER DETACHMENT A: 3 Soldiers w/ Batons - HEAVILY DISMAYED
-BARKER DETACHMENT B: 1 Soldier w/ Baton - HEAVILY DISMAYED
-BARKER DETACHMENT C: 5 Soldiers w/ Batons - Standing By |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 1:38:35 GMT -8
Spike and his seven remaining would continue their onslaught into the baited and dismayed forces, the four scouters remaining fresh for what ever else mite be out there. If all where successfully takin out Spike would have the four rejoin his group and prepare for more. Himself standing between his crew and the Sergeant and his ten.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 1:58:23 GMT -8
5th Round Being pressed, Detachment B was ANNIHILATED. Being too dismayed, Detachment A took one more loss before they began fleeing west, past the marching Barker Main Force. The Sergent took his place at the helm, suddenly giving a rallying call--- "COME BACK, YOU COWARDS!"---Suddenly whipping his baton towards the rag tag group and identifying the man with the bells on his belt, the man roared. "So it was you! Coincidence that you should be doomed to meet me on the battlefield!" "I, Sergent Jacob T. Edward, will secure this land! Detachment C, charge flanks! Main force, charge!"Moderator Notes:
-BARKER SCOUTING TROOP MAIN FORCE: 8/10 Soldiers + Sergent w/ Batons - CHARGING
-BARKER DETACHMENT A: 2 Soldiers w/ Batons - ROUTED
-BARKER DETACHMENT B: ANNIHILATED (5 Losses)
-BARKER DETACHMENT C: 4/5 Soldiers w/ Batons - CHARGING |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 2:02:16 GMT -8
Spike didn;t like the situaation, passing the power pole to one of the remaining Dragonlings, he'd pull out the bokken handle, a black Qi flame erupting from it as he activated his Qi. His whole right arm engulfed in the same flame as invisible wind seemed to effect him.
"I am Spike Sudeki, none of you will leave this place!"
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 2:11:03 GMT -8
6th Round "WHAT!? A SUDEKI!?"Through the blast of wind and the rallying roar, as powerful flames engulfed the obvious enemy of the Enforcers. Enemy of all Enforcers. "SIR! WE CAN'T FIGHT A SUDEKI, SIR!""G-GOD DAMMIT, STAND YOUR GROUND, MEN!"The power of the Dragon's force was so awe-inspiring, as the wind and the atmosphere seemed to crackle with darkening ozone around the battlefield, that one of the Dragonlings found his second wind. The other, inheriting the Power Pole, immediately dispatched two foes before him. |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 2:19:36 GMT -8
Spike would lurch into the enemy shrugging off the coat, it hitting the ground and sinking with such a thud of obviouse weight. He'd strike until he cleared his way an amost direct line for their leader.
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Post by The New Student Dean on Dec 2, 2011 2:29:36 GMT -8
7th Round The power pole Dragonling would proceed to continue dispatching two more of the Barker soldiers, annihilating Detachment C. Seeing his comrades about him faltering, Jacob T. Edward shrank back, falling onto his ass. "R-RETREAT!"In a single stroke, the Barker force's spirit was shattered, their hardened Sergent clambering away, from the awe-inspiring force of the 259-Apparent, much less the son of the Lightning Dragon.  Moderator Notes:
-Barker Main Force: 6/10 w/ Batons + Sergent Jacob T. Edward - ROUTING
-Detachment C: 0/5 w/ Batons - ANNIHILATED
-Spike w/ 1/1 w/ Power Pole + 2/8 Dragonlings w/ LPipes + 1/3 Dragonlings w/ Batons: - Soaring Morale, Tired
Sergent Jacob T. Edward
Strength: 20
Dexterity: 20
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 20 - Underestimated Opponent = -10
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 20 |
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Post by Krane Asiv on Dec 2, 2011 2:35:50 GMT -8
Spike wanted to pursue them, but he knew he'd be leaving his men here, and even then they'd be in danger. Spike wasn't the kind of person to go that far anymore. He had changed and would let them escape. Leaving him with just four from his initial twelve. It would seem Spike was between a rock and a hard place for now. They had dealt Barker a blow today, even though it was just a scouting party.
"We can't under estimate Barker. Once we're set up, we'll send word to my father about the strength of our enemy."
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