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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 10, 2016 10:10:19 GMT -8
At this point in the fight she was much too slow, her kick would barely brush his chin as he leaned back and when his grip went slack on just some hoodie he spun on his heel around the dual palm strike and throw a downward left palm strike with his left hand using the spinning momentum for more damage to the top of her head looking to smash her into the ground.
If that worked she may notice in Asiv's palm was a bubble of rotating hot air that would explode with force acting like a second hit.
(Destructive Palms: ZACK infuses his Qi into the air around his arms swirling it around and into his clawed hands hot and constantly flowing before popping with the force of his Energy stat. If used with an attack acts like a second follow up hit.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Sept 21, 2016 12:16:54 GMT -8
The blows caused instant trauma to Emily's ribcage, blasting her backward with it's explosion. She landed and rolled like a rag doll for half a dozen feet, landing face down and completely still. She lay there for several seconds, tunnels in her vision as she coughed blood onto the grass. She twitched, then pushed herself to her hands and knees. Everything spun like she was hit by a bout of vertigo, and she felt weakness entering her limbs. She was familiar enough with passing out that she didn't need to understand what was coming. She pushed herself to her feet, upper but hunched over, hair hanging around her face putting it in shadow. Such pain...why did the bleeding eyes of Asiv hide such strength? She was the strongest fighter at 259....the strongest student. She...she couldn't....
Her eyes rolled and she started to fall forward....and as she did she saw the stoic, stout form of Asiv, like an oak. A wall of power beyond her reach.
'No.'
She slammed a leg forward, planting it and taking several deep breaths, eyes wide. She expected Asiv to attack, and commanded her body to defend. It didn't. She ordered it to dodge, it refused. She would stare at Asiv, waiting for the incoming assault. Shadow started to roll up her hands, wrists, forearms and biceps. Still she wouldn't move. Whatever punch Asiv threw, she would absorb it, left hand snatching out to grip the forearm of the punching arm while her other hand whipped up and back then was thrown forward with incredible force for one so small- and her fist seemed to let out a howl too.
"...Tremor."
Once/if the fist made contact with his diaphragm, her knuckles would fracture. Her Ulnar bone broke, as well as her humerus under her bicep. She'd scream, other hand coming over to grip her right arm as she'd fall forward, clutching it to herself and faceplanting.
OOC:
Ability 2: "Dire Needs aka 'Tremor' punch" - Shadow seemed to engulf the area of a blow that lands- her next punch thrown causes the entire arm to be engulfed in shadow and smoke rather than just the fist, and it tends to howl as it's thrown. Once per thread, Emily can take half the force of an attack and add it to her own Atk and Spd. (All sickness effects of "Shadow Fist Mark II" take effect on contact). She must be near defeat before this ability will work. After the attack, her own attack is cut by 1/2 for remainder of thread, attacking arm breaks. During her attack, all previous damage or reductions to physical attributes are nulled. 10 energy requirement for use.
Used Asiv's previous stats for the attack. Added 1/2 Asiv's attack + energy to her Atk and Speed.
Em stats during attack:
Atk: 62
Spd: 64
Em's stats post attack:
Atk: 15
Speed: 16
Attacking arm is broken.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 24, 2016 19:19:33 GMT -8
She was right to assume his assault would continue. ZACK would move in to shove his foot right into her stomach, however she took the blow locking his caliph with a grip and moving it and around it to strike with an amazing force which sent him flying back dislodging a rib and causing him extreme pain. He threw up as well his vision rocking and his head throbbed. She was definitely a sickness spreading type. That damn transference and enhancement. Her shadows were a mimic of a generation type which would trick almost anyone into ignoring the blows side effects until it was too late. He let his red skin go away and slowly rose to a stand. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out two leaves eating one and walking over to Emily.
"Eat."
Bending down to put it up to her mouth. She'D note her pain vanish, while the healing process began. It would take time, but it was obviously getting better.
"Feels like your Qi evolved."
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Sept 27, 2016 12:51:08 GMT -8
Em was pale, clutching at her arm. She didn't know what Asiv- who had clearly absorbed her blow without faltering- had planned. So when his hand came toward her mouth, she would try to snatch it at the wrist and spin on her back, intent to whip her legs up and slam her calves down on his chest to throw him onto his back and into an armbar...or at least, that's what she would have done. Instead, as she snatched his wrist, gripping tightly, pain shot up her arm and she screamed again. He then proceeded to stuff the leaves in his mouth, and she had to choose between choking and swallowing.
So she swallowed.
Heh. Eh heh heh.
As the pain began to ebb, she winced and cried out a few times as her bones set. She would, as it became fully healed, rolled over onto her feet breathing heavily. She ignored the comment about her abilities, her stomach retching at the idea he'd fed her something foreign.
"W-what did you feed me?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Oct 6, 2016 21:17:52 GMT -8
ZACK would tilt his head grabbing a new cig from his unlabeled pack and lighting it.
"It's the leaf from a new fruit I have been growing. Very special properties are in everything around you. You just need to figure out how to... Push it in through to the surface."
He'd finally take a drag from the cigarette and let the smoke rest in his lungs for a bit.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Dec 20, 2016 14:52:28 GMT -8
She'd come to a knee, resting there a moment.
".............."
She'd leap into the air, aiming a right handed superman punch for the side of Asiv's head. If he blocked or dodged, it didn't matter. She'd still kick for his ribcage with her right leg. Whether they hit, missed or were blocked (and assuming he didn't fight back), she'd land on her feet and stare for several seconds again.
"......how did you get so strong."
It was both a question and a statement.
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 15, 2017 23:26:39 GMT -8
Zack would flick and weave her strikes, though not without a hint of difficulty. When she spoke he shook his head.
"The hard way."
Zack''s right arm would stiffen and a gust of hot air would explode from his hand now shaped like a claw. The wind ripped at his own clothes as his hair flared up with the wind. His sweat evaporating near instantly as he pushed forward staying out of range before the air bubble in his hand expanded, his right arm extended. The bubble would push things out of the way, damage the ceiling and floor in craters before launching at Emily in a ten foot diameter, before exploding harshly right before impact. Doing a ton of damage.
Damage: 50
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on May 17, 2017 14:38:28 GMT -8
Her eyes widened and, rather than do the expected action and leap backward, would jump forward toward and onto Asiv, intent to clasp her hands behind his head while planting her feet at his hips. She'd try and spin in the air, clenching her teeth to try and spin them both and, utilizing that momentum and weight, kick out with her feet to try and hurl him over her into the ground. She'd then spin and light both her arms up in shimmering shadow.
"Mark two."
She'd try to rush him and, in a leaping double fisted downward strike from the air, attempt to strike him with both fists in the face.
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.
Attack: 31
Speed: 33
Defense: 26
Perception: 20
Energy: 10
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 16, 2017 20:14:49 GMT -8
Aside would dip his head back and to the side diagonally avoiding the kick, though not altogether. She would cut his cheek as she fell back out of the sweater he would drop it and thrust his own palms at her strike swirling hot air surrounding them. He let out a roar as the two Qi energies would clash, a large explosion of Qi would likely throw both of them away from the epicenter, leaving Zack in a trench in pain and dizzy. Getting up however he would lift his head from his hunched over position. His eyes wildly shaking and fidgeting in Emily's general direction, not bothering to lock on as he stayed there a huge grin on his face. Shadow like burns on his chest and shoulders seeped energy before a large gust of hot air surrounded his entire form. He would walk over towards Emily.
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
He was having fun.
Atk: 42
Def: 38
Spd: 40
Per: 30
Eng: 20
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Jul 18, 2017 12:17:39 GMT -8
"AUUH- GAK!"
Emily choked as her body was blown backward. She was much smaller and lighter than Asiv, so she rag-dolled into the wall, her shoulder having shredded of clothing and burns scouring her upper bicep, down a little across her scapula and clavicle.
Unlike Asiv, she was sweating from the sheer agony the burns brought upon her. As he stood, she came to her hands and knees, blood leaking from her mouth, hair hanging down around her face. At hearing the laugh, her sheer blue eyes would peer out in anger and pain from within the shelter the hair strands gave her. She'd erupt once he was close, throwing up a right fisted uppercut (since that was the uninjured arm) in an attempt to surprise asive. Though she said nothing, her right fist was surrounded in shadow, shadow also pulling from her hoodie, adding strength to it.
She was fighting a Demon, here....and though she could hardly think through her pain, she'd be woe to admit to herself she was loving it.
Ability 1:
- Level 1: "Shadow fist" Once per thread, gain +4 Atk and +4 Spd. On contact, enemy gets hit with -4 Perception and wooziness (Think Ghai from Xin flash).
Stats:
Attack: 36
Speed: 36
Defense: 26
Perception: 24
Energy: 10
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 22, 2017 14:35:53 GMT -8
The strike to his chin was a surprise and it caused his head to snap back, and his body to lean. Closing his eyes and using her last known location he would throw a quick left snap kick for her upper right body, tapping the door before bringing it back around in a heel kick aimed for her lower left side. Asia would bring the heel kick back to land behind him, shifting his body so his right was facing Emily throwing a right clawed palm strike diagonally aimed across the left side of her jaw.
Atk: 42
Def: 38
Spd: 40
Per: 30
Eng: 20
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Jul 24, 2017 12:40:35 GMT -8
Grunting in pain from the impact, Emily was pushed back as Asiv planned, putting her in perfect range for her mid-body heel kick. Her arm would come down, blocking and thus absorbing the impact of the sudden additional kick for her ribcage. This forced her body to the side, putting her off balance and in range for his clawed strike.
Using her stumbling momentum she'd throw her upper body down, planting her palm against the floor and rotating to whip her lower body up and kick out with both feet, first her left for his stomach, then her right for his jaw line. If they landed, she'd be spinning on the hand and would whip herself back into a standing position...
....where she would hold her arm and shoulder. This guy was too strong. Just too strong.
Attack: 30
Speed: 30
Defense: 26
Perception: 24
Energy: 10
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 25, 2017 13:27:20 GMT -8
Emily's retaliatory kicks would land, pushing Asiv back in a slide and a grunt of pain. However he would stabilize quickly taking a few steps forward before stopping, his skin returning to it's normal color, the air around him stopping it's hot motions. Taking a deep breath and exhaling steam to cool his form he would stand straight and reach into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
"That is enough for today. You have grown plenty."
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Jul 25, 2017 13:31:55 GMT -8
At hearing his words, she would drop to a knee, holding her body and spitting blood.
"If you say so."
She wasn't sure she'd have been able to defend herself had Asiv continued, and was thus pleased that he had stopped the fight. It was clear, now, the distance between them. He stood practically unwounded, while she nursed broken ribs and various physical marring. She would push herself to stand, sweat covering her forehead and face. Thankfully Em wasn't the make up wearing type....but the pain wracking her body as the adrenaline seeped away would cause her vision to begin to dim.
"I think I should see a doctor."
She'd pitch forward, and if Asiv didn't catch her, she'd faceplant.
Out cold.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jul 25, 2017 13:45:55 GMT -8
Asia would indeed catch her, hoisting her to a shoulder he would light the cigarette and begin to the infirmary.
/END, rewards to follow
+2 exp, +$400
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