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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 25, 2016 18:56:05 GMT -8
OOC: Doing "Violence of 259". Must fight someone with a title, or throw them through a wall. Going for both requirements here. IC: Emily, as she was told, would report to the field in the early morning. She noticed a mobile home off to the side of the field but assumed it was either a daycare or some counseling center. She wore her usual garb- black sweat pants, her black sweater, hair tucked in the back of it. She realized as she waited that she would need to go all out against the admin at least once and request him to do the same. How else could he pinpoint the weaknesses in her technique? She felt confident in her straight power but...someone like Asiv was in a knowledge class above her own. She needed to reach out and grasp that. She started to stretch, waiting for the man to arrive. TAG: Zack Asiv |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 26, 2016 15:09:57 GMT -8
Asiv would arrive, wearing a blue tank top, a pair of blue gi pants and bare foot besides some foot wraps. In his mouth hung a cigarette and he lazily wandered over. His hands resting in special made pockets as he got close he would remove his right hand and give a small flick of a wave.
"Yo."
He'd stretch out a bit not too far from Emily getting his legs limber, and his shoulders good to rotate.
"Considering physically you are right now better in most ways than I was when I was your age, we can skip the basics. So let's talk about Qi... What do you know?"
((OoC: This thread only Qi abilities have an unlimited supply of use.))
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 28, 2016 9:04:14 GMT -8
She turned to watch him approach.
"Not much, actually. I know I have a fire in the pit of my stomach, and if I poke it hard enough-"
She brought up her right hand, and a black mist- almost shadow like- would wrap around it. As she made it into a fist, the shadow whispered outward and dissipated, but her fist shook a little before going still. She was looking Asiv in the eye- she didn't think she ever showed this to anyone. She'd only used it once....against that man in the armor.
"I hit you with this....it's punishing."
And that was about all she knew.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 30, 2016 9:42:40 GMT -8
Asiv would watch, inspecting best he could...
"There are... Three types of Qi, and every person is capable of unlocking it's power for themselves, though many never do. People are born with a natural primary type and sub type. And most of their abilities work using one or the other. Enhancement, Generation, Transference. Your is obviously Generation, though I can not tell what it's other type is.
It may be similar to my own. I use Generation and Enhancement. I generate a hot air around my limbs into pockets of dense air that explode. My secondary Enhancement I can use to make myself faster, or adjust my position."
With that Asiv would raise his right arm, a heat wave would spiral off his hand around his fore arm. His hand would form a claw as if he were holding a large soft ball. Visibly Emily would be able to see a swirling ball of how air in his hand. He would slam it into the ground and it would explode leaving a hole about the size of a water melon.
Asiv would pull a lighter from his pocket once he stood up straight and would light the cigarette in his mouth.
"Questions?"
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 30, 2016 9:47:23 GMT -8
Emily watched with a cocked brow- interesting. He was showing her his abilities....that was unexpected. She knew he planned to train her, but he figured he'd keep something like that in reserve. She took a half step back at the explosion before letting out a rather thoughtful "Hmmm...."
Before she punched the ground with her still-clenched fist.
Her arm sunk into it up to the elbow.
She ripped it back out, taking a deep breath. She eyed her own fist, which didn't seem affected at all after punching so deeply. She would look back to Asiv.
"How do I get more power? More of these...abilities?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 30, 2016 9:56:35 GMT -8
Asiv would watch her experiment with her ability and nod. She had a good question.
"Qi is like a muscle. You work it out, it gets stronger, but your body... Your body causes your Qi to evolve depending on the level of stress. The amount of danger you are in. Can cause it to evolve."
He wasn't sure if telling her that was actually... A good idea or not.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 30, 2016 10:11:17 GMT -8
She slowly looked up.
"I see."
It dissipated in her hand. She drew her right leg back, bringing up her fists in a standard boxers pose. He probably knew as soon as he said it what would come out of her mouth next.
"In that case, I want you to beat me to within an inch of my life."
She needed to feel her life was in danger. Something told her...Asiv could make that happen.
Stats:
Attack: 24
Speed: 27
Defense: 20
Perception: 17
Energy: 10
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Post by Zack Asiv on Apr 14, 2016 18:23:45 GMT -8
Asiv sighed and pulled the cig from his mouth and let the smoke out, before taking a step back.
"I was afraid you'd say something like that."
Asiv would put the cig back between his lips and take a wide stance with his right facing her, a deep cool breath to center himself, he raised his hands with open palms like knife hands seeming in a pre battle meditation, before locking eyes with Emily, a stern look on his face, before a smile cracked across it and he would wink.
"Okay, three, two, one, let's jam."
Like that his feet sprang together and he stumbled to Emily's left bringing a quick left cross with him, his entire right side seemed defended by the stumbling motion and seemingly pointless flailing of his right arm. If she were fast enough she would notice a swirl of air around his arms.
Atk: 33
Def: 25
Spd: 35
Per: 30
Eng: 20
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Apr 16, 2016 10:46:22 GMT -8
She was fast enough, but her eyes weren't. She couldn't keep track of Asiv at all. She knew where he was but her ability to register it was severely lacking. She had two choices. Jump dodge, or....
She took the cross, her cheek opening a cut along the bone. Her left hand would snatch up as he made contact, aiming to grip him at the elbow while her right would shoot for his exposed ribcage, the School Captain aiming to pull that left cross (and therefore, his body) closer for the blow. Her own right fist was drenched in shadow, so if it hit Asiv would get a feel for that strike.
"Shadow fist": Gain +4 Atk and +4 Spd. On contact, enemy gets hit with -4 Perception and wooziness
Str: 28
Spd: 31
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 3, 2016 18:13:51 GMT -8
Emily would get her shadow punch in and for a second Asiv felt his vision go fuzzy. Well now he knew he may have been completely wrong about Emily. Simply because her Qi was visible he believed she generated an elemental attack when in fact that was the plaque like effect to her Enhancement. On contact it would seem to destabilize the senses which meant she had Enhancement and Transference.
Asiv would set off an air swirl around his fore arm exploding out towards Emily to push her away. Now Asiv would stumble a bit thanks to Emily's Qi effect and not his fighting style.
(Chaos Shield: A rush of air sent to a body part explodes away from the body doing Asiv's Energy in damage with a push back effect.)
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Sept 6, 2016 12:45:53 GMT -8
Emily was blown backward, the wind knocked from her as she hit the ground before flipping and rolling back to her feet. She still slid on the ground, feet digging in as she would explode forward trying to utilize that plague effect of her Qi. She'd hop a little once in front of him, not doing anything radical like a flying kick, but just hopping enough to be at eye level with him before throwing out two quick punches to his face.
Once/if she landed, she would land low and spin aiming a leg sweep. If that worked she'd follow up with another clenched shadow fist, hoping to slam that fucker straight into his gut.
She had to make a good impression, right?
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 6, 2016 14:00:12 GMT -8
Luckily ZACK was used to being a bit hard on seeing for his fighting style. Dipping his head around the blows however he wasn't steady enough to avoid the sweep. With another shadow like fist spreading the plaque like a horible distinguished std into his stomach. Sending him back a bit rolling before getting up woozy. This girl was keeping the infection going quite well, but ZACK was starting to get accustomed to the feeling. He'D let her control the flow a bit more.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Sept 6, 2016 14:11:35 GMT -8
As he was hit and landed, she'd rush forward and aim for three quick and fast strikes for his abdomen (Left punch, right punch, left punch), aiming just below the diaphragm to try and get his stomach tumbling. Adding that with her plague attack would hopefully increase his feeling of sickness and wooziness.
Following on top of the punches, she'd aim for a right uppercut, being inside his guard hopefully helping with the rapid nature of the attacks.
OOC: Stats are still-
Attack: 29
Speed: 31
Defense: 26
Perception: 20
Energy: 10
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 6, 2016 14:45:50 GMT -8
Asiv would stumble back as the strikes came in to his gut, but he turned left knocking his body into hers as the uppercut came in knocking it away from his chin. Reaching out quickly for the wrist with left hand he would lift and twist using his right hand to aid in tossing her.
He'd take a quick breath then exhale to take a deep breath. With that deep breath his skin would take on a deep red hue, and blook would seep from his eyes as some vessels popped in his eyes.
"Let's play."
This time ZACK would rush Emily throwing a hard left palm strike for her face. If that worked he would grab her shirt and pull her back around and a few steps back. To keep control while throwing a straight palm strike for her solar plexus with his right palm.
Atk: 42
Def: 38
Spd: 40
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Sept 6, 2016 15:17:07 GMT -8
Emily's eyes widened but only slightly. She didn't show any change in her expression from the blood leaking and his boosts. She did not like showing emotion- especially one like fear. When he moved, he was even further beyond her ability to see, the strike smashing into her face and lifting her off her feet, blood flying from her nose as his strike hit high on her cheek next to it. His snatch grip stopped her from flying away, and the strike to her solar plexus caused spit and blood to fly from her mouth as she now could not breathe.
Her left hand went over her stomach, right hand to his wrist that gripped her shirt. Sweat beaded her forehead, and her left eye was closed from the blood that flung up into it.
Her right leg would aim to whip up and kick him under the chin before she raised both arms and slid clean out of her zip up sweater. She'd land near his feet, wearing a sports bra. A bruise was appearing quickly on her diaphragm but Em would strike out with both hands hard as soon as she landed, aiming for open palm strikes for his abdomen. Both hands were seeping smoke and shadow and, if they hit, her intent was to blow him back and give her room.
Assuming it worked, she'd fall to a knee and bring up her hand to wipe the blood from her eye, staring and breathing heavily.
OOC:
Ability: "Shadow Fist Mark II" - Emily may now ignite both hands in shadow, dealing the same damage. the effect of the boost is increased from +4 and +4 to +6 and +6. She may now strike with both hands, utilizing the "Shadow Fist Dual Strike", which causes a vast increase in symptoms. Her opponent now feels flu-like symptoms. Fever, headache, nausea, weakness and chills. Effects last for 1 post per 10 energy.
Stats:
Attack: 31
Speed: 33
Defense: 26
Perception: 20
Energy: 10
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