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Post by Krane Asiv on Mar 17, 2013 21:53:47 GMT -8
Spike would take the palm strike wrapping both small hands around Kaz's wrist letting the momentum sling him out and then pulling back in he'd aim both feet in a drop kick for his ribs.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 17, 2013 22:02:17 GMT -8
Mathew's head was made in to a boob sandwich and for some reason he was totally ok with that. If he was going to die then let it be smothered by these wonderful pillows. He was grinning widely and a hand moved to slide up the left leg of one of the girls. Over the clinging and see through fabric to grip the girl in front of his face by the ass.
Yeah, he was totally ok with this. But damn did they need some music now!
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Post by David B. on Mar 17, 2013 22:11:22 GMT -8
David laughed, dunked under the water and swam forward-
To punch Amtrum right in the crotch.
Then he would swim away, disappearing into a sea of female legs.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 17, 2013 23:36:13 GMT -8
As Spike's drop kick with both feet came for his ribs, Kazuya would swing his arm outward, in an attempt to change Spike's trajectory, but either way, he'd take the kick, and then strike back with a hit to Spike's ribs of his own, with his free hand.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 17, 2013 23:39:43 GMT -8
It was all fun and games until someone hit him right in the tent pole. And thanks to the lovely busty and friendly fertility goddesses, it wasn't being shy. In this case it was a bad thing as he clamped down his jaw to muffle the groan of pain before he literally shoved the women off of him.
"You fucking little dick waffle! I'mma kill you!
And he pushed himself in a limpish manner to chase after David!
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 0:05:19 GMT -8
Buck would continue sipping his wine quietly. possibly staring at a photo of Maria.
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Post by David B. on Mar 18, 2013 0:10:21 GMT -8
David surfaced, laughing, running through the water.
"What...haha...what did you call me?"
David would fly into the air- rather suddenly, water surging up around him. Crossing his legs as water sluiced off him, he would point down at the Earth Dragon, laughing.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 7:49:12 GMT -8
"Oh no you fucking don't!"
Mathew slammed his hands on to the ground causing it to rumble violently as the ground he was standing on shot upward in to a large pillar. The water running off of it and splashing down below. He leapt from the Pillar at David. He was gonna drag that asshole back to the ground!
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Mar 18, 2013 8:01:19 GMT -8
Rai was just laughing his ass off watching Mathew and Blaze. He would be sitting with Leon drinking and telling Leon what was happening since the poor fucker was blind.
"Oh man this is awesome."
Rai chuckled.
"Oh! Look what their doing now! Oh I mean... Oops."
Rai laughed some more.
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Abram Dabra
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Post by Abram Dabra on Mar 18, 2013 8:29:59 GMT -8
He was out scouting and getting the lay of the land, looking for future ambush points, hiding areas, and general spots to lead people in to traps. It was a new city and he wanted to learn it like the back of his hand, only then could he prepare for every eventuality. Today his travels took him in to the land owned by those that would be Gods. It was enough to make him laugh, if there was a God then he was just as much an asshole as the rest of them. This land may seem lush but he was willing to bet that if he looked under a rock he would see the truth. Worms and snakes wriggling about trying to climb on top of each other.
Human nature.
He heard it but didn't feel it. The sound of rumbling. His masked gaze turning toward the direction of the sound. He saw a man flying in the air as another one rose a pillar of stone to meet him. Dangerous targets, or possible future clients. It would be wise to stay back and wa-.
His eyes caught sight of something else. Slender figures in tight wet clinging clothes with dripping bouncing fun bags! He felt the blood rush to his heads as his his thinking dulled a bit. A creepy giggle bubbling from his mouth like sea foam. He didn't even realize right away that he was running straight toward the party, ignoring the sign. He only had one target, well maybe six. Possibly ten. Oh God it was like he was dying and running to heaven! His cackling would not stop as he tried to run past the group standing at the sign.
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Post by Date Masamune™ on Mar 18, 2013 8:40:36 GMT -8
The dark blue haired boy would cut the engine to his bike as he approached the Temple of Dionysus. Dismounting it the boy would be slightly confused as to why EVERYONE was shirtless, Shugo himself still fully dressed. Shugo strode past the people fighting and gave a quick hello to the ones he knew who were fighting and would sit down after grabbing himself a drink. Shugo was not quite sure what to do with himself in a social event like this, being a recluse. The boy decided to just grin and bare it.
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Post by David B. on Mar 18, 2013 12:39:05 GMT -8
David would turn to look at Shugo, waving with a grin.
"Sup dude, how go-"
He was cut off by a flying tackle from Amtrum, giving a "Oof" as he was it- but not dragged down. Ins thread, he would float in the air with Amtrum, cocking back his fists and throwing punches for his face.
"Get off me, picklesmoocher!"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 12:45:33 GMT -8
Mathew had to hold on with one of his arms as David punched him in the face. And they were pretty good hits, Mathew was gonna feel them in the morning, that was for sure.
"Fuck off you fart gobbling elbow muncher."
He said between punches as he tried to climb up David to get a better position and slam his own knee in to David's groin. Tit for tat.
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Post by David B. on Mar 18, 2013 12:48:46 GMT -8
David grunted as the punches hit, pushing down and preventing Mathew from Getting into the position needed to hit him in the crotch, but not enough to throw him off.
"For what, hitting your micro-phallus?"
He would swing back and aim to kick Amtrum in the lower abdomen, while continuing to punch the fellow in the face.
"Dream on, cheesedick!"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 12:52:32 GMT -8
"You're just... jealous because... you haven't had a date... with anyone but Palmula Handerson in years."
The blows were making him lose his grip. He readjusted his grip on to David's pants instead of around him. So if David's pants were not tight enough Mathew's weight and gravity would make him fall. And Blaze would lose his pants.
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