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Creative Arts and Media => Serious RP => Roleplay => Serious RP Companion Board => Topic started by: darryldemented on November 23, 2011, 03:32:27 AM
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who wants to roleplay haha
(the title is misleading isnt it?)
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Okay.
*walks into the arena and pulls out his dagger... THE APPROPRIATE KIND! T_T )
Are you going to use some sort of weapon as well?
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sorry ive been Away for a few days
*pulls out red steel katana and takes defensive stance*
whenever youre ready
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Okay... you can go first.
*gets into a defensive stance*
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wait are we doing this in first person or in third person?
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Well.... it's kinda a mixture of both. If it's in first person, just type it. If you're describing actions, it's in third and in asterisks.
Check out some of the old RPs here for examples.
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ah ok
*rushes forward bringing my katana down in a wide arc across your body*
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*Parries and steps back.*
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*fakes a stab attack to your torso and then strafes left swinging my sword at you
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*WOUNDED!*
AGH!
*Leaps back and cradles his left shoulder."
Good one...
*Parries the next strike, then tosses multiple kunai at opponent*
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tries to dodge your attacks but gets hit*
dam least its just a flesh wound!
*assumes defensive position and waits*
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*drops low and lashes put with one foot, aining at your legs.*
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*stumbles but doesnt fall, quickly slices a small dagger at your shoulder*
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*Winces as the knife jabs into his already injured shoulder, making the cut even deeper. Curls up into a ball.*
AGHH! ..... I've... had worse....
*Parries anpther katana attack, then flies up into a tree.*
Now for some higher level practice, Darryl.
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*pulls out crossbow*
i cant fly but i can shoot you down!
*fires a few bolts at you*
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*deflects bolts with dagger*
You're gonna have to come up here if you wish to harm me.
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and how do you suppose i do that?
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*leans against a wall contently smirking at the battle* I take on winner.
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Hello again Daryl and Cifero. Came across this and thought it would be fun to tap around.
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*Walks up near to Athena and cocks his head to the side while watching Jesse and Cifero jump around*
"What are those two up to now?"
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break crossbow and jumps into tree after you*
nice audience XD
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Yeah, this takes me back.
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*Crosses his arms and smiles.
"I always seem to be watching you to go at it, don't I? Well, in that case..."
*draws a saber and buckler.
"I'm waiting."
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does that mean youre going to interfere with the fight?
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*allows the sharp tip of the saber to make small circles near his feet.
"Only if you want me to. I can always wait till one of you beat the tar out of the other."
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lol at this rate i dont see much tar beating goin on :p
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Hmm...
*considers options*
Well... we could try to do a three-way battle.
*slaps Darren upside the head.*
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*looks around for a person named darren*
@.@
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*facepalms self.* Derp...
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B) yup lol
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*giggles* they are funny ^.^
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"Well then, if it's a battle royale you desire..."
*Lifts buckler and charges Cifero
"Defend yourself!!!"
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*watches in amazement as Otebon runs up to him on thin air, then parries the buckler attack.*
How did you...
*Realizes that the area is full of dust."
Oh. I see.
*Drops low and lashes out at Otebon's legs with the dagger.*
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*Dips buckler to catch dagger. Swipes lazily at head level.
"I have more range than you, Cifero," Otebon says as he laughs. "You gotta be faster than that."
*Jabs forward with saber.
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*Shakes head* I prefer mono e mono.
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*Jumps up using blade as a spring board, then disappers in a green flash, only to reappear behind Otebon. He stabs his opponent in the shoulder, then jumps back to avoid any more incoming attacks.*
That fast enough for you?
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*Rolls his shoulder to ease the pain and check range of movement.
"Excellent job. Now here's another one.
*Begins a series of quick jabs while advancing slowly, buckler raised and ready for a defensive action.
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*Sheaths dagger*
And here's another one...
*draws modified folding septum. It unfolds, then twists to lock into place.*
FORTH EORLINGAS!
*begins to parry the jabs; one catches him on the shoulder, but he doesn't take notice. He leans close to Otebon's ear while they're trying to force each other back.*
NI!
(If you've seen MPATHG, you'll know how much trouble you're in.)
(If you haven't look up "The Knights Who Say "Ni!"" on youtube.)
(Oh, and Athena, it appears as though you got your preference. Darryl seems to have left for the time being.)
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*Backs away quickly swiping left and right to retreat safely.
"That's no fair Cifero! No saying NI! I'm just here for some fun before writing a paper later and I do not have the time to cut down the tallest tree in the forest with a herring! And since you wish to quote movies now..."
*indicates the cut on his shoulder
"It's only a flesh wound."
*Leaps back at Cifero with sword extended.
"Into battle with teeth bared, spitting defiance until the last!"
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But your bloody arm's... never mind...
*Dodges out of the way*
I wasn't going to ask you to cut down a tree with a herring!
Also, do you want to know a secret? I've never actually seen the movie!
I just read a screenplay. My dad won't let me watch it because he thinks that I'm gonna repeat everythi... AGHH!
*Is stabbed in the left shoulder all the way up to the hilt.*
Yeah... should have seen that coming.
*glares at Otebon.*
I did NOT say yes to the complimentary stab wound!
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"I thought you were faster than that Cifero... You should see the healers pretty quickly before it gets infected."
*Withdraws blade with a flourish before sheathing in a smooth motion.
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(I usually am... but I was rambling so much that I didn't see it coming...)
X3 Tis' but a flesh wound.
*Swiftly bandages shoulder, then gets into a fighting stance.*
Now where were we?
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"You wish to continue? Alright then. Let's try something new then..."
*Draws an urumi (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urumi (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urumi)) and begins to spin it.
"I've always wanted to use this...
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Hmm. This could be interesting.
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*Manipulates the spin to become a forward edged figure-8 and advances.
"Let's make this fun."
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*Matrix "Bring It" hand movement.*
Your move.
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*Smiles
"Alright then."
*Flicks the wrist so that the figure 8 moves out from the body. The whip-like extensions of the urumi slash diagonally from right to left heading right at Cifero's chest.
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WHOA!
*Barely dodges the blade*
This could be VERY interesting...
*Pheobe walks up to Athena*
Wanna spar?
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*Presses the attack by allowing the blades to whip around in a short arc near Cifero's shoulder before pulling down on the hilt, driving the blades straight at Cifero's head.
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*Winces as the blades cut his shoulder slightly, then dodges backwards, barely escaping the deadly blade.*
Oh, boy...
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*Continues moving forward with blades dancing in front of him.
"Gotta do something other than back away there Cifero!"
*Angles his advance so that Cifero begins to retreat towards the tree.
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*Looks back at the tree and grins determinedly.*
Alrighty then... how about THIS!
*Runs toward tree, flips off, and kicks Otebon in the chest repeatedly, ending in one giant dropkick that sends the wolf flying back, then lands on all fours.*
How's that? B)
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*Rubs chest hard to massage the pain away.
"Excellent! That was great!"
*Curls up and launches himself to his feet. Begins spinning the blades once more. Moves the spin above his head. Charges.
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(I just noticed your little "My color is" thing...
Red! the blood of angy men! Black! The dark of ages past! Red! The world about to dawn! Black! The night that ends at last! XD )
FORTH EORLINGAS!
*runs toward Otebo, brandishing his dagger*
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*Moves blades to form a shield in front of himself. If the shield is pierced the blades will spin around the weapon trapping it.
"Come on."
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*Smiles, picks up a stick from the ground, pierces the shield with that, then spins over the blades and hacks at Otebon's face before backing off.*
It appears as though you'll have to do better now, I suppose.
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*Dodges backward slightly, scoring only a small scratch across the left side of his face.
"I guess so."
*Begins a complicated spin with the urumi and leaps into the air.
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*Watches in confusion*
What are you...
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*Lands nearly on top of Cifero and causes the blade threads to wrap around his neck, arms, and upper torso.
"I don't suggest you move. Those blades are sharp as razors and edged on both sides. Do you yield?"
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*Rushes Otebon bringing my Katanna down across his body and spinns around to deliver a roundhouse kick*
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*Threads fall away and Cifero kicks Otebon in the face.*
Thanks, Darryl!
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(Oh Lordy, being ganged up on! Also, have no idea how to write this as previous, so have to fall back to what I know and love...)
After receiving a pretty terrible slash across the back and two (yeah, that's right, two) kicks to the head. Otebon drops the Urumi and retreats a good distance.
"Ouch guys, that wasn't very nice of you at all. Now I guess I have to deal with two at once huh?"
Otebon walks over to a weapon rack and pulls a spear slightly longer than he is tall from the other weapons. With it's length, it is the perfect dueling weapon for multiple opponents.
Otebon spins the weapon and settles into a defensive stance. "It's been a while, but let's see how this works."
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*begins circling Otebon*
lets see how good that spear does you
*puls out throwing stars and flings three at otebon*
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*Spins the spear around himself and deflects two of the shuriken. The third becomes lodged in the wood.
"Not bad," Otebon says as he pries the shard of metal from his spear. "But quarterstaves are made for multiple defenses."
*begins to move so that no one is directly behind him.
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that may be so but are you prepared for my fire bomb?
"rolls primitive fire bomb towards you it is lit and sizzling quickly*
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"Oh!"
*turns and runs away from the bomb.
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*Watches the battle.*
Um... I'm just gonna sit for a while.
*Leans against a tree next to Athena*
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*laughs at you*
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*watches the bomb go off a safe distance away.
"Well that wasn't very nice!"
*Spins spear and charges
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Dodges your spear attack and slashes at you with katana*
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*diverts blade upward and away from the body with the guard of the spear. Sweeps for the legs.
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is knocked down and rolls to the side
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*Stabs downward while retreating, using the superior reach of the spear.
"Aha. Now I've got you!"
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*gets up*
Alright... Back to buisness!
"Jumps on Otebon and wraps his arms around his neck, dagger in hand.*
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*Drops spear and grabs Cifero's dagger hand.
"Oh no you don't!"
*Leans forward to roll Cifero over his body.
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*Goes with the movement and flips Otebon over onto the ground, then flies to the top of a tree.*
Come get me!
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*Rolls to his feet and picks up the discarded spear.
"I'm getting ganged up on here. So much fun."
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*Grins widely.*
Yes. Yes it is.
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"Well then... Fine."
*Leaps into tree after Cifero, spear extended at length.
"Let's see you fight with that dagger at range!"
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is scraped by your spear and falls back to the sideline to rest
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*Easily parries the spear*
You underestimate my dagger's abilities, Otebon!
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*Allows spear to slide away from Cifero and strikes with the reverse end.
"And you the abilities of my spear"
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AGH!
*Winces as the butt of the spear whacks him in his injured shoulder, but manages to right himself before he falls.*
(Wait, why are we saying that our weapons have the abilities? We're the ones wielding them, and it's the proficiancy of the warrior that matters in the end.)
Good hit... good hit.
I think that it's time for me to change my tactics...
*Sheaths dagger and pulls out keyblade sword*
Let's do this.
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(Dunno Cifero. I've always read that the warrior wields the weapon, but the weapon performs the attack. Maybe I'm just strange)
*Presses the attack without waiting for Cifero to be ready.
"War waits for no one Cifero!"
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*Parrries the attack with his sword at the last moment, then begins to duel Otebon*
You know, *CLANG* patience *CLASH* is a *SCHINK* virtue!
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*Begins to back a bit off and allows the spear's length to give an advantage in the duel.
"No argument there Cifero..."
*Spins spear and begins a flurry of blows.
"But a winning effort begins with preparation!"
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*Whirls the sword around, barely managing to block the repeated strikes. He quickly flies to another tree top for a respite.*
You know (pant) that this is just (pant) practice, right?
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"Yes Cifero, this is just practice."
*Jumps out of the tree and stands at a neutral readied position.
"But it's useless to practice at anything less than full without cause. I'm ready to go all out. Are You?"
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*Looks up at the sky for a second, then lowers both arms and looks at Otebon. He then raises his left arm (the one not holding the sword) and does the "bring it" movement like in the Matrix series.*
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*Laughs.
"Oh, fine then."
*Lifts spear and charges Cifero.
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*Holds his ground until Otebon is only a few feet away... then his eyes snap open*
BRISINGERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
*Strikes Otebon's spear and causes a giant blast of blue flame to blow his opponent backwards*
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(See you've read the Inheritance cycle... So have I. Any favorite characters? Scenes? Have you read Inheritance?)
*Stands and allows the ashes of his disintegrated spear to fall through his hands.
"Well, that was disappointing... I liked that spear... Guess I need to find a new weapon."
*Reaches behind him and reveals two Tonfa. Spins them once or twice to get the grips correct and then begins to circle his opponent while dragging one foot to leave a trail in the dirt.
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(You want to hear something ironic? I'm still on the second book.)
Oh geez, I didn't mean to do that...
*reforms spear back to its normal state.*
Well... um... I guess I'll just throw it over... there.
*Tosses spear over to the weapons rack, where it lands unharmed on the soft ground, then picks up the keyblade.*
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*Without glancing at the flying spear, continues to walk around Cifero, dragging one foot and leaving a groove.
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*Watches as Otebon draws the circle in the dirt.*
I have a bad feeling about this... (Jedi Derp XD )
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*Finally returning to where he stared, Otebon has drawn a large circle in the dirt with Cifero in the center. Otebon smiles and the takes a leaping charge at Cifero. He lands a mere two feet away from Cifero and sweeps at his leg with the left Tonfa while raising the right defensively.
"Watch your footing there Cifero!"
*Slides left foot out, scraping the dirt.
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(Whose left foot?)
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(It would have to be mine otherwise that would be powerplaying, which is generally seen as illegal in RPs)
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(Got it.)
*Steps out of the way just in time.*
What the Glaux?
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*Turns the swipe into a devastating uppercut led by the wooden butt of the Tonfa. Draws right foot back along a line, scraping the dirt.
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*Manages to move his face out of the way before the blade strikes*
(Say, what does a tonfa look like?)
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( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tonfa (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tonfa))
*Strikes with the left Tonfa and advances with the left foot. Spins quickly on the right foot.
"Nice dancing there Cif."
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*Parries attack with the keyblade, then sheaths it and pulls out a light saxe knife.*
You should see my Rod Stewart.
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*Leaps over Cifero and strikes at his head.
"More a fan of a good waltz myself."
*Lands lightly on Cifero's other side and continues to mark the dirt.
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*Ducks strike*
Well, okay, it's your opinion.
*Strikes at Otebon's chest with the knife*
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*Uses the large flat underside of the tonfa to deflect the blade wide. Comes forward with two quick jabs, dragging feet as he advances, leaving furrows in the dirt.
"It's the dance of a more civilized age."
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*Dodges the first strike, but the second one wings his injured arm*
AAGGH!
*Falls to one knee and looks up at Otebon, clutching his shoulder with his hand after resheathing the knife*
RRGH...
*grins weakly*
Give up yet?
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*Otebon smiles.
"Never."
*Leaps backward to the outside of the circle and inspects the furrows in the ground.
"I hope I got the binding runes right..."
*reaches down and activates the circle. A flash of light envelops all that is inside.
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*Snaps to attention about fie seconds before he touches the rune, draws his dagger, and frantically begins to carve something into the ground*
Come on...
*The flash of light... then silence. There is nothing there.*
(Wait for it. >:3 )
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(Well, to maintain the RP according to what Otebon would know as opposed to what is in parenthetical statements and I, as the poster would know...)
*Looks up to see what is bound within the circle.
"That's strange... unless..."
*Immediately stands and runs away from the circle.
"Please don't say he carved Xercali. Please don't say he carved Xercali. Please don't say he carved Xercali..."
*Otebon's mind ran along what may have happened.
The only runes in the circle were ones of binding. Nothing major, just to hold whatever was in the circle. If he wrote Xercali, that's an open invite to the Outer Planes. The flash wasn't black however, so the probability of that is small unless he wrote it in the fourth quadrant under the Yeteria rune. The circle was a binding circle. What could he have done? Bound light to make himself invisible? If so, it'll only work inside the circle. I didn't write any permanency runes...
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*taps Otebon on the shoulder*
Nice try.
*waits until his opponent turns around, then punches him hard in the face, sending him flying.*
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*Comes to a stop after skidding across the ground for a short while. Rubs jaw.
Well, that's the last time I write lines in the dirt as an alchemical focus...
"Just out of curiosity. What did you write? My runes were perfect if I may say so myself, especially as they were done through some fancy footwork. What did you change?"
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*Grins at Otebon*
Where there are entrapment runes, there are ways to get the heck out of them.
*sheaths dagger and draws his keyblade*
Now let's fight.
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"Oh most assuredly, no prison is without exits."
*Leaps to feet and resumes a ready stance with tonfa.
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Hold it...
*gets out of stance*
Let's take a short break. You look pretty bushed, and I have to redress my shoulder.
(I've gotta get to sleep so that Santa can come.)
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"Fair enough. Until next week then!"
*Bows to Cifero and leaves the arena.
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Okay. See you next week.
*Goes over to a tree and removes the soiled bandages from his shoulder. It causes him a lot of pain*
D: Aw, geez...
*Gingerly applies a medical salve and wraps a clean bandage around his arm*
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A week has passed, and the seasons have changed. An early snowfall has dusted the leveled field outside of the squat residence buildings of the School of War. The sun has just risen to find Otebon out in the middle of the snow dusted field. He is focused as he slowly practices a sword form.
Every movement precise, every action defined, nothing faster than a crawl. Perfection is his goal.
(How 'bout that for a new intro?)
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(Good... I just hope that you're ready for a SERIOUS fight.)
Otebon!
*Cifero walks through the snow to the center of the field and draws his keyblade.*
Our practice session is still in effect.
*Gets into a stance.*
Shall we?
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(And to return to my notations for posting in this thread...)
*Otebon holds the last stance for just a second longer before lowering the blade, a long, thin affair with a long tassel currently wrapped around his arm. He turns and smiles at Cifero.
"Nice to see you. Glad to see your arm healed up nicely. And as always, yes. I'm ready."
*Slightly drags his right foot in the snow till he rests in the stance form Cat Crosses the Courtyard. It's an arrogant looking stance, as his sword is point down and near his leading foot, but it is obvious to those that are familiar with it that it is a stance for balance in all directions.
"I believe it's your move."
(Going to try something new Cif. Forgive my verbose writing, I want to see if I can experiment with a new form of swordsmanship and how to write about it)
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*shakes his head*
Sorry, I never attack first. I believe that it is more courteous to allow one's opponent to strike primarily.
*waits for Otebon to move*
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*Otebon's shoulders roll back in constrained laughter.
"Fine then, I guess I'll just have to start, as usual."
*Cat Crosses the Courtyard swiftly became Thorn Hidden in the Rose as Otebon's left hand traveled down the length of the flat of the blade as his feet surged forward. Coming within range, Otebon's right foot planted, pivoted, and lunged the point of the sword directly for Cifero's left hip.
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*He disappears.*
Oh wait, that's only in real fights. Never mind.... I'LL GO FIRST!
*Reappears just outside of Otebon's range, then comes in swiftly and aims a kick at Otebon's skull, sending the wolf back across the clearing.*
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*Just barely dodging the crushing blow to his skull from Cifero's foot, Otebon was forced to retreat. He didn't stop moving however switching immediately to Heron Wading in the Rushes, a leaping style.
"Alright then Cifero, if you want to make this a foot game, here it is."
*Moves back in with sword held defensively in front of him and drops low, aiming a kick at Cifero's ankles.
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*Jumps over Otebon's strike, then backflips in midair to land ten feet away.*
Oh, so that's how you wish to play. Fair enough.
*Sheaths keyblade and draws sais.*
Your move, dear friend.
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*Stands and resumes Cat Crossing the Courtyard.
"I thought I was making all the moves anyways?"
*Advances still using Cat Crossing the Courtyard. His every step is perfectly balanced and he is able to move in any direction at any moment. Coming near he sends out an experimental jab, conscious of the danger a pair of sais can wreck on a sword.
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*knocks the blade to one side so that it misses him* (YOU'RE STILL HOLDING IT)
Yes, I have sais. Now will you just attack me already?
(I'm trying my Deadpool attitude)
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*Otebon begins to smile.
"What, you don't like the safe play?"
*Begins to circle Cifero, only offering well controlled jabs.
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*keeps blocking them*
What? Do you not like sais or something? Sheesh!
*parries another jab, then comes at Otebon, swinging the sais in a parabolic motion.*
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*Bending like a willow in a windstorm, Otebon maintains the positions of his feet but throws his chest backwards to dodge the blows. His sword did not follow the move. It stayed forward, low, and ready.
*The sword's edge leaps forward straight for the inside of Cifero's right knee.
"Nope," he said as he felt, rather than saw contact. "I hate Sais."
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*The sais get knocked away as the sword hits them, for Cifero had seen the move and used them to block it. He moves backwards.*
Okay then... well, those are of no worry to you now...
*draws a katana*
Alright... Let's dance! And by dance... I mean fight with swords.
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"Always one to clarify what you say I see."
*Immediately moves in with an aggressive style: Boulder Rolling Down the Mountain. Characterized by it's unyielding advance and wide cuts, it's used to keep an opponent reeling and busy defending.
"Then let's duel!"
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*watches from a tree and waits for the winner to be decided before joining the match*
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(Sorry Kayato, you will have a long time to wait for that to happen. I can bring in another character if you wish to 1-v-1?)
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i can see if i can get Aldrea to post here that way he and i can spar and cut each other to ribbion. :) thanks for asking though. :) ]
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(Your call. Just ask if you want someone)
"Come now Cifero! Left, right, left, right, left..."
*Otebon continued to push Cifero back with Boulder Rolling Down the Mountain. He prepared to execute Courtier Taps His Fan.
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"Dude, why are you imitating Ryan Reynolds?"
*parries the blows, then leaps over Otebon and literally kicks him in the a$$.*
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*Rolls forward to disipate the force of the blow and to avoid impaling himself on his sword. Otebon continues until he gets back up to his feet.
"Now that wasn't very nice Cifero."
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"Well, you were trying to kill me, so let's call it even."
*Comes at Otebon and slices at the wolf's head.*
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*Brings sword up straight in the path of Cifero's sword. Otebon's thinner, lighter sword bends drastically, but does not break as the metal is meant to move in such a way.
"Agreed. And here I go again."
*Quickly withdrawing his sword, Otebon uses the flex to execute Courtier Taps His Fan, a quick move that is the slashing equivalent of a jab, directly at Cifero's wrist. Little to no penetration but meant to disarm him.
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*Moves backwards and doesn't get stabbed, but the sword is hit and knocked from his hand.*
Okay... this is getting interesting...
*Fishes a long dagger out of his clothing*
Alright. Shall we?
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*Kicks the katana away from Cifero, far away.
"You know I have the longer range, right?
*Begins a spinning defense named Waves Striking The Sand
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*Cifero holds the dagger in a blocking position. The blade clashes off what appears to be thin air.*
Do you?
*Suddenly, the knife turns into a claymore (sword, not explosive)*
That's what's called an illusion.
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*Takes a few steps back and assumes the stance Heron Wading in The Rushes, a stance based on speed and maneuverability.
"You've gotten very strong to be able to hold that in one hand Cif."
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Huh? What are you... oh wait, the illusion is still on...
*sword shifts into a light cavalry sabre*
That's better.
But if I wanted to, I could double-wield claymores. I just don't. They suck as weapons unless you're Dick Sharpe.
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"Well, if you knew how to use a claymore as an infantryman. You'd know that wielding a claymore like that is a sure way to lose."
*Sets himself forward and brings the sword forward, pointing at Cifero.
"I'll let you start this time."
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Um, if you haven't noticed, I've started the past few times... but okay...
*throws a knuckle knife at Otebon*
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*Deflects the path of the knife with a slight twist of the handle.
"Alright."
*Charges low with Lizard in the rocks. Otebon does not charge directly at Cifero, instead zig-zagging his approach.
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*Cifero attempts to block the incoming strike8
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*Otebon reaches Cifero and begins to bring the blade up, as though he were going to impale the poor swordsman on the end of his weapon. Instead, he throws his hands down into the snow and catapults himself (and more importantly a kick) directly at Cifero's head, above the defending saber.
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*Tries to get out of the way, but still gets kicked in the shoulder where he had been injured a week before.*
AGGH!
*Gets up, still clutching his sabre.*
That was a dirty trick!
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*Landing gracefully, Otebon smiles.
"No, it was a strategy. Fighting is based on deception. Just because I have scored a touch does not mean it's a dirty trick, though it was rather underhanded."
*Returns to Boulder Rolling Down The Mountain.
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*SIGH* Fine. Now can we just duel normally? My shoulder just healed, and I don't want to screw it up again.
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*Continuing the left, right, left slashes that characterized the style. Otebon laughed.
"But the greater portion of swordsmanship is fighting with the body. For example: this!"
*When his sword connected with Cifero's saber, Otebon allowed it to travel the length of the blade, escorting his body into Cifero's reach. His left hand moved forward in a quick jab to Cifero's ribs.
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*ingores the blow and claws at Otebon's chest with his free hand.*
Happy new year, a$$head!
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*Quickly disengages with Cifero to inspect his coat. It had long scratches that tore right though.
"Now that wasn't very nice Cifero. I liked this jacket..."
*Swiftly takes the jacket off and throws it towards Cifero's dropped katana. He pulls out a few Shuriken from a back pocket and holds them in the spaces of his left hand.
"Happy New Year to you too."
*Otebon throws the shuriken as he charges once more.
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Heh heh. Sorry. I'll get it fixed, I know a good tailor, and... uh-oh...
*Quickly sheaths his sabre and pulls out a long pair of kunai, which he uses to deflect the shuriken.*
Good thing that I know Shurikenjitsu...
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*Brings his left hand forward and returns to Thorn in The Rosebush. The blade flashes towards Cifero's chest. As his left leaves the blade, he reached back and drew a few more Shuriken.
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*Dodges the strike*
Oh, no you don't!
*tosses a knuckle knife at Otebon's left hand, knocking the many shuriken away.*
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*swipes the sword back and forth after Cifero dodges away in Serpent Writhing to discourage a counter attack and takes a quick movement to the left. Drops the shuriken as the knuckle knife pierces the top of his left hand. Ignoring the pain in his hand, he presses the attack with a serie of strikes beginning with Courtier Taps His Fan and continuing with Three Pronged Lightning.
"Let's check your speed work shall we Cif!"
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*goes into overdrive, working fast to parry the incoming attacks*
Well, you've definitely gotten muuuch faster!
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"Thanks, I've been working on it."
*Three Pronged Lightning turned into Pecking Ravens, a series of small but quick strikes designed to bleed an opponent out.
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*Gets stabbed repeatedly and loses one of the knives.*
AGGH!
*Falls back, sheathing the remaining knife and gripping his left forearm.*
Okay, your swordsmanship has gotten a lot faster. But how's your knifework?
*Releases his arm and pulls a survival knife from his boot, holding it in a ready position.*
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"I'd say sufficient, but the true test is experience, is it not?"
*Disengages and sheathes the Chinese Straight Blade with a flourish reminiscent of Solar Flare. Draws a singled edged blade curved like the talon of an eagle and holds it in an ice-pick grip.
"With your mentioning of dirty tricks, why move to knives? This fighting is the most maniacal and 'dirty' there is?
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"No... that would be gunplay."
*glares at him in anger, the makeup on his face making the expression even more frightening (I'm wearing Crow makeup)*
"You would dare insult knives? Fine then. Come at me."
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"It's not an insult if it's true."
*Holds the knife in his right hand but extends his left hand, palm towards himself as he slowly approaches Cifero. As he comes close, he makes a passing slash at Cifero's injured shoulder.
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(REALLY?! That's just cruel, man!)
*Cifero tries to dodge, but mistimes it slightly and winces as the blade whips over his shoulder, leaving a long, shallow gash.*
What did I just get through telling you?!
*slashes back at Otebon, gashing the wolf's face.*
And although knives can be maniacal, guns are cheap and they take away the pleasure of combat, so $uck it, Trebek!
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(Do you know how to actually knife fight? Do you know what "filleting" is in a combat sense?)
*Ignores the pain from a gash under his eye and brings himself in close, under Cifero's raised arm as it strikes. Uses his free arm to hold onto Cifero's dominant arm and lock it high.
(Trying not to power-play, but in a real fight... This is a legitimate counter and completely possible)
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(Oh, I know about that. But I don't know what filleting is in a combat sense... although I can guess.)
*grabs Otebon's knife arm to keep it away from his face*
You know this isn't... real combat... right?
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you need to check the Gift Not Given OOC and send me a PM dude. Check your messages too. We need to talk, do you have a skype?
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Knife fighting is the definition of dirty fighting. I've been trained in knife defense and fighting and it's not pleasant.
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*Allows his knife hand to be stopped and brings one foot forward through Cifero's legs. Keeping Cifero's knife arm and shoulder locked under his own, Otebon brings Cifero to the ground hard. Otebon's knife hand, still out wide (and held) has trapped Cifero's arm underneath his body (unless it is retracted) as his other shoulder is brought to the point of breaking.
"Cifero... you should know that knife fighthing actually has very little to do with the knife.
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(I checked my messages, fixed my post, retracted my arm...)
(And thoughtfully decided to wear a cup. XP )
(Oh wait, you said dirty fighting? I thought that by that you meant cowardly.)
*grins weakly*
I know...
*brings the butt of his knife down on Otebon's shoulder, freeing his trapped arm, then rolls away a few feet before standing and looking back*
I thought that you were calling it cowardly. Guns are cowardly.
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*Rolls his shoulder to get rid of some of the pain.
"No, dirty as in tricky, despicable fighting. Guns are effective, but take the honor out of the kill.
*Rolls dagger across the back of his palms, returning it to ice pick grip.
"Shall we go again?"
*Pushes off the ground and leaps high into the air.
(Cif, sorry man for the knife fighting stuff. In a real fight... Also, thanks for the modification, but I was a bit more worried about the part about the cleric and all that. The parts that speak about a plan that the cleric [someone that wasn't in the tent, or existed before your mention] would know and that the squire is running from something.)
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"Yeah, that's my opinion about guns that kill..."
*Readies himself for the impending attack*
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*Otebon lands quickly, knife held low, as he rolls towards Cifero. Coming up directly in front of him, Otebon leaps again, knife held to strike at his neck as he is carried over Cifero and lands behind him.
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*Whips around and positions his own weapon to block the strike that is sure to come.*
(Like my new avatar? It's Viriathus from DreamKeepers.)
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(You certainly have been drawn in by that...)
*Brings Cifero into a close hug. Otebon presses himself up against Cifero, rendering his dagger useless unless it can be pried loose from the tight embrace.
"And now Cifero, we dance for real."
Otebon drops his weight, bringing himself and Cifero to the ground with Cifero on top of him.
(*Initiate ground fighting / wrestling)
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(Yes. Yes I have. It's my kind of genre.)
No... dancing is fighting with swords.
*Wrests his arms free and wraps them around Otebon's neck, locking him in a tight embrace.*
This is wrestling!
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(Just checking with you... as the 'roll' just started, we are facing each other. Wrapping your arms around my neck brings you rather far up the body, don't you think?)
*Otebon, still gripping his dagger, leverages himself to "shrimp" out of the way of Cifero's legs and bring his own above Cifero's waist. Entering a "Guard" position, he curls his legs around Cifero's waist and squeezes tightly.
(If you have any questions, I'm free to answer them. I will be using jujitsu / ground fighting terms. I will try to explain them or leave context clues.)
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*punches Otebon in the adam's apple.*
Take that!
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(Sorry Cif. This is a completely legitimate jujitsu counter to what your body positioning is.)
Now gasping for breath and blinking rapidly to get rid of the stars floating around in his vision, Otebon knows that it's time to change up the contest.
Throwing his shoulders out and upwards, Otebon brings his head down to his chest and removes Cifero's grab on his head. Not to waste a single moment, Otebon throws his hips to the left while keeping his strong Guard and grip with his feet. This spins him around Cifero, landing him on top and behind his opponent.
With the knife still in hand, he brings it to Cifero's throat.
"Do you yield?"
(Done this a few times...)
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*He grins.*
"Nope..."
*Stabs Otebon in the leg, then knocks him off while he's surprised and sheaths his knife, pulling out a sai.*
Can we practice with sais now?
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(Glad we can get away from the knives...)
Otebon holds his leg, a little upset that Cifero cut so deeply in a practice match. Cutting a strip of cloth from the bottom of a leg of his pants, Otebon binds the wound and applies pressure to the wound.
"You know, you could have just said so," Otebon sighs as he gets to his feet. He sheaths his dagger and moves over to the weapon racks to grab a pair of sais for himself.
"I left mine in my other pants I guess."
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But you have a pair in your hands right now!
(OMG, that sounds so wrong...)
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"You know, you could have just said so," Otebon sighs as he gets to his feet. He sheaths his dagger and moves over to the weapon racks to grab a pair of sais for himself.
"I left mine in my other pants I guess."
(Just saying...)
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(I thought that you had grabbed them already...)
(let's just continue.)
Ready, Otebon?
*spins the sai in his hand, then pulls out another one*
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"Only always"
Holding the sais by the crossing of the three tines, Otebon runs forward and begins his engagement with Cifero. He charged in with one held forward and began a series of lightning jabs with the weapons.
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(I knew that the ninth would be awesome)
*Cifero swiftly parries the jabs, moving at lightning speed.*
Now THIS is combat!
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Otebon smiles as he continues his quick jabs. Although he wouldn't mind if one of them were to get through and draw blood, he wasn't looking for that. Instead, he began go work his way up Cifero's body and away from the chest. He began to aim his strikes higher and higher. He shot for the neck, the ears, the nose, the eyes.
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*Cifero moves even more quickly to parry the blows*
Hey, be careful you could poke my eye out!
(Six...)
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"I sure could," Otebon said as he intensified the speed of the blows. "Or I could break you knees!"
With Cifero's focus high on the dashing sais, Otebon took a step forward and kicked out at Cifero's legs.
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*Swiftly jumps over the kick, moving backwards so that the sais don't hit him either.*
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"Ah," Otebon laughed as he clicks his sais together in frustration. "Retreat. It's always an option!"
Otebon charged in once more and restarted his series of lightning jabs.
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*Keeps parrying, but eventually is stabbed in the shoulder... AGAIN...*
AGH!!
*Gets angry and begins repeating the jabs at Otebon*
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Otebon quickly shifts to a more defensive stance as Cifero picks up the attack.
"You should really learn to guard that shoulder better Cif."
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*Gets more pissed*
I DO! You're just really darn good at accidentally hitting it!
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"Well then," Otebon says as he deflects Cifero's infuriated strikes farther and farther away from his body. "I'm sorry that I'm accidentally wounding you."
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I FORGIVE YOU! I JUST CAN'T TURN OFF MY LOUD VOICE!
*cranks his head*
Ahh, that's better... now back to fighting...
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Moving Cifero's sais farther away from Cifero's body, Otebon took advantage of the synthetic opening. He dove in quickly with both sais and struck at Cifero's stomach with the middle tine of his weapons.
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*Dodges backwards before contact, then runs forward, slips in between Otebon's legs, pops out the other side, and strikes at him from behind.*
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Otebon rolls forward, carrying himself beyond Cifero's reach as he maneuvers between his leg. As he comes to his feet, Otebon throws one of his sais at Cifero just as he's striking at where Otebon's back used to be.
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*the sai knocks itself and Cifero's left sai away.*
Hm... okay then we both have one sai.
*Gets into fencing stance.*
En guarde!
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Otebon flips the sai in his hand to an ice-pick grip and remains crouched on the ground.
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Jumps at Otebon, but then speeds forward, flips over him, and latches onto his back in a decently executed Flying Feather Clutch.
(NOT THE NAME OF A REAL MOVE)
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Keeping momentum traveling in the path that it is already, Otebon allows himself to be rolled over onto his back but above Cifero. He curls up to keep Cifero from getting a hand around his neck and holds his sai tightly.
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*Knocks his sai's butt against Otebon's jugular, then jumps away.
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(Now curious about all this... What exactly were you attempting with a jugular tap?)
Otebon rolls over his back and comes to his feet. Now that their positioning has been reversed on the field, Otebon sprints for the dropped sais. Picking up Cifero's he sheaths it. Grabbing his own, he turns back to Cifero, now returned to full strength.
"Strange moves there Cif."
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*Grins... then places the sai he was holding between his teeth and holds his retrieved sais in either hand.*
Plans within plans.
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(??? Sorry ???)
(How did you suddenly get three sais?)
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(I had two earlier, but they were knocked away. I just fetched them.)
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(Okay... after one was knocked away and was picked up / taken by me two posts ago...)
Otebon rubs his neck with one hand. "That wasn't very nice there Cifero. Why do that if it has no purpose but to annoy?"
He shook his head, seeing Cifero's new weapons. "Always armed to the teeth, aren't you?"
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*The sais get knocked away as the sword hits them, for Cifero had seen the move and used them to block it. He moves backwards.*
Okay then... well, those are of no worry to you now...
*draws a katana*
Alright... Let's dance! And by dance... I mean fight with swords.
(no worry... until now.) ^_^
Yes. Yes I am. Even when I only have one knife.
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"Fine then," Otebon says as he lowers himself into a crouch. "Let's continue shall we."
Throwing his arms backwards, Otebon charges quick and low across the ground, as though he were the shadow of a hunting bird. He approaches quickly and silently over the heavily compacted ground. Nearing Cifero, he spins his sais and executes a uppercutting strike while simultaneously performing a swipe at Cifero's feet.
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*Parries both at the same time, the uppercut with his mouth sai and the swipe with his left hand sai.*
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( :o You know that would either break your teeth at worst and at the very least cause significant damage, right? D: )
Seeing his opponent bent over in such an awkward position to perform a double block, Otebon keeps moving and ends up crouched underneath his opponent. He throws his back upward and launches Cifero into the air.
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(Not really... I mean, Zolo does it, right? And I cushioned the hilt first.)
*Slams into a tree, miraculously still holding all of his sais.*
Ow... fracking sneak attack...
*Gets up and runs at Otebon, then begins making a series of well-aimed swipes at random parts of the wolf's body.*
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(Who's Zolo? What series / "thing" is that from?)
Otebon smiles as Cifero hits the tree. He stays low, decreasing the space he has to defend and quickly works to defend himself against Cifero's attacks. He slowly retreats under the power of the onslaught.
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One Piece Opening (English) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLTlH7KB0Xk#)
(This should answer both questions.)
*Keeps up his onslaught.*
(DAMN, my heel is itchy!)
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(But... that's anime and the main character is a human-rubber-band...)
Otebon continues his defense and begins to find a pace to Cifero's actions. Every fighter, no matter how experienced, cannot be creative for ever and will soon fall to a rhythm. Otebon matches the rhythm to give himself a rest while maintaining the defense. He studies Cifero's attack style, looking for an opening.
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(DID YOU NOT SEE THE GUY WITH THE SWORDS?!)
*Suddenly jumps up and kicks Otebon in the head, sending him flying.*
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Rolling to decrease the impact and to increase the distance between the two of them, Otebon allows the sais to fall from his hands. He pushes his arms out and turns the controlled roll into a series of cartwheels which culminates into a wonderful flip.
"I see you still like to hit me in the head," Otebon says with a grimace as he grips his temple. "Not sure how I should feel about that... it's certainly effective..."
Otebon turned, completely uncaring of Cifero being armed behind him. They were far enough away that Otebon would hear if Cifero charged. Otebon turned towards the weapon rack and began to contemplate what weapon he wished to use next. It had been an interesting day; it deserved an interesting weapon.
Finally deciding on the kusarigama, Otebon retrieved and readied the weapon, chain end held lightly in his left hand and slowly swinging inches above the ground.
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([size=78%]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kusarigama (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kusarigama)[/size])
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*Looks at the deadly weapon.*
Oh... this should be intheresting...
( :o Alex Kralie says: SMILE for DEATH)
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Increasing the strength of the spin, the chain begins to make an eerie sound as the wind passed through the chain links. It almost sounds like the soft moaning of a ghost come to collect the souls of the fallen. The chain began to spin tightly at Otebon's left side, tightly held and a paradigm of chaos through control.
Otebon slowly begins to approach Cifero, allowing the sound of the weapon to take it's toll.
"Let's try something new Cif."
Otebon drastically increasing the spin, causing the moaning to increase in volume and become a wail. Otebon adjusted his hand and the chain flew towards Cifero.
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*He barely dodges it, then puts away his hand sais and takes up his mouth sai in his right hand.*
There... I suppose that we're a bit more even...
*he takes a chain from his glove and attatches it to the small hook on the sai's butt, then twirls it experimentally.*
Now.
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Quickly withdrawing the metal weight and returning it to a spin, Otebon allows the chain to wrap around his body. With a subtle twist and spin, the chain shoots straight at Cifero once more, this time low and fast.
Otebon doesn't even watch the weight fly. In truth, his eyes are closed. His hands move independent of each other, but graceful controlling the chain, giving it a whirling spin.
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*the weight almost hits his leg as he once again barely dodges the weight.*
Well... maybe I should add my own weight then...
*pulls out a small weight and attaches another chain to it.*
There. NOW we're even...
*swings the weight and throws it towards Otebon.*
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Throwing his hands wide and and bowing his head, Otebon gracefully dodges the weight while it soars inches above his head. His eyes remain closed as his left leg collapses underneath him and his torso rotates to the right. Wrapping Cifero's chain with his own right hand and the sangnagt there. Slipping the tip of the blade into one of the links, Otebon locks Cifero's chain tight.
Otebon's chain falls limp to the ground, but not for long. With his feet, Otebon turns and snaps a stray loop of the chain, withdrawing it.
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*Realization dawns on him.*
Oh wait. I don't know how to use chains!
*Disconnects and sheaths the sai, then draws a bastard sword from his satchel, attaching the chain to that so that he can't lose it.*
Alright... what now?
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Otebon smiles as he feels the chain go loose and hears the long rasping sound of a blade being drawn from it's sheath.
Long. Hand-and-a-half sword. Worthless...
Rolling his shoulder and standing straight, Otebon gives his right hand a subtle twist, immediately releasing the chain. He pulls his left hand slowly along the chain connected to the base of the sangnagt, he regathers the chain in his left. Having no down time, the chain immediately begins it's quick spin.
Otebon has yet to open his eyes.
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(Um... what just happened? Is there something coming toward me?)
(And also... don't underestimate my swordplay... or my weapons.)
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(I did nothing beyond returning to a neutral stance. And I recognize that your ability to use a sword is fantastic. I also recognize that the range of a kusarigama, combined with it's ability to ensnare a weapon, has certain advantages to your long blade.)
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(Um... it's long?)
(And okay... but also know that it's attatched to a chain, so I have some range too...)
Well then... won't keep you waiting!
*dashes at Otebon, stoping a few feet in front of him, then begins to dash back after takig a quick swing.*
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Quick charge, Otebon thought with a smile on his face. Overeager.
Otebon opened his eyes, he hadn't reached the level of mastery to be able to predict the placement of strikes yet, just the following of forms. He ducked the wild swing and prepared to wrap the blade with some of the excess chain, but Cifero ran away. Otebon's smile got wider.
Fine then. Let's play "poke".
Otebon let the chain fly. It followed Cifero's retreat.
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*Suddenly, Cifero turns around, sidesteps, and catches the chain weapon.*
Hate to yank your chain, but... I caught it.
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Seeing that the range of his chain was set, Otebon gripped his weapon tightly and ran to Cifero's right. The chain pulled tightly behind him and Otebon began to circle Cifero at the range given by the chain.
Come on... Come on... Give me something to work with...
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*Watches Otebon circle him for a while, then, just as he's starting to get bored, he sneezes.*
(There's your opening...)
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(Wow... sorry man. Guess I saw it and didn't post... could have sworn I did...)
As Cifero sneezes Otebon reacts. Immediately stopping his circular momentum, Otebon leans towards Cifero and takes a step forward to make him predict a charge and push his weight towards Otebon. Instead of being an idiot and charging into a large blade, Otebon rolls his body over and pulls on the chain with all his might.
I get it now, Otebon thought to himself. Sensei called this one "Howling wind"... funny.
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*The chain is taken from Cifero's grasp, simultaneously pulling him forward. He rolls to cushion the impact, then gets back up, sheaths his sword, and pulls out a three-sectioned staff and a nunchaku.*
NOW we're evenly matched weapon-wise... sort of.
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Otebon quickly regathers the chain and looks up to see Cifero's new weapon set. Then he laughed.
"How are you planning on using that Cif?"
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*Cifero looks up at him and grins maliciously.*
Effectively.
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(Gosh... so sorry about my derpy response times. I'm not getting notifications that this thread is updated...)
Otebon cocks his head in disbelief. "Alright then... Have fun..."
Otebon began to spin the chain again, quickly picking up speed. Knowing that both the nunchuka and the 3-section-staff (at least when used one handed...) couldn't really entangle a chain.
Otebon threw the lead weight, aiming low.
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*Suddenly, Cifero twirls the nunchaku, deflecting the weight. He then sticks it in his belt and begins to twirl the three-sectioned staff.*
Try harder... try again!
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Otebon charged in, following his lead weight. He dove into a roll as he neared and used the momentum to gather the weight and rose with an uppercutting strike with the blade of the Kusarigama.
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*Cifero moves slightly backwards, then wraps the staff around the blade and, with a hard tug and release, sends both weapons spinning away. acroos the clearing... partially, since Otebon still has a firm grip on his weapon. He pulls his nunchaku from his belt.*
I didn't know how to use that thing anyway. But this I know how to use!
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Allowing the blade of the kusarigama to fly up and away as the chain ran through his hands. Instead of trying to stop the momentum, Otebon moved his hand to adjust the angle of it's flight as he threw his head backward to adjust his own weight. He lifted slightly off the ground and kicked out at Cifero's legs simultaneously, but since he's only a few inches off the ground at this point, he is going to land prone.
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*Cifero grabs Otebon's foot and spins it, causing the wolf to hit the ground hard. Then, suddenly he whips forward with the nunchuck, which lengthens its chain and cracks hard against the nearby ground before retracting the chain back into the other handle.*
Let's do this.
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Uhhhh... Otebon thinks as the nunchacku's chain extended and struck the ground. That's new...
Throwing his weight almost directly to the side, Otebon begins a quick spin that pushes him up to a handstand and tears his trapped foot away from Cifero. It almost looks like something from a breakdance competition, if it weren't for the spinning chain that Otebon allowed to curve around his neck and head.
With a quick pump of his arms, Otebon gets some distance between Cifero and himself. He pulls back one are, the arm with the chain, and throws it towards Cifero. Otebon was aiming for center mass.
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*Twirls the nunchaku in front of him, deflecting the blow straight back at Otebon.*
Think fast!
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(Sorry... something is going on with the notifications for this thread... I'm not getting them. Maybe I'm just a derp?)
The lead weight at the end of the chain came straight back to Otebon and he caught it lightly in his hand. It was something that he was trained to do after all...
Spinning quickly, Otebon shortened the length of the chain as it wrapped around his waist and let it fly once more, this time to Cifero's face. Otebon charged in after the weight, one hand on the chain and the other on the blade of the kusarigama.
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*Cifero ducks, then whips the nunchaku forward, swatting Otebon's other paw hard. After the weapon retracts, he charges at Otebon.*
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Allowing the extendo-chuk to hit his hand, Otebon leaned forward and increased his speed. Ducking at just the last second before their inevitable collision, Otebon launches himself forward, directly at Cifero's legs, head first. The chain is out behind him as he flies forward and splayed out to catch Cifero's counter.
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*Cifero dodges Otebon, but the chain wraps itself around his arm and pulls him down anyway.*
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Coming up to roll behind Cifero, Otebon hears the satisfying sound of Cifero hitting the ground. Quickly moving into a backward roll, Otebon sits down on Cifero's back, facing his feet.
(Do you want me to keep calling you Cif or should I move to Vi and assume that's what I've been saying the whole time?)
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*a hooded wolf anthro walks in and flips out duel silenced M1911's*. *cue sly wink* "hello...". (don't care if it's and old gun it's beast)
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(How about a sudden change?)
LET GO OF HIM!
*Suddenly, a female kangaroo jumps on Otebon, wielding a long dagger with a handle shaped like a raven. She rolls him off of the crat, then stands back up.*
Go get yourself patched up, Cifero. I'll fight him for now.
"Alright. Good luck, Vi."
*Cifero limps off, pausing only to slip the extendo-chuk to Vi.*
Okay then.
*Vi turns to Otebon.*
What is your name?
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Otebon stops his roll in a low crouch and looks to the two new comers. He stands slowly.
"Welcome everyone. I'm Otebon Albrecht and I don't know if you've been introduced to the training fields. We prefer to use weapons of a more... historical background, but feel free to join in."
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*the newcomer responds with silence, as a wise mine listens, and holsters his guns and proceeds to applaud a valiant battle. Acknowledging the attention to his guns he flicks out his once hidden claws which are plated in pure silver. He slowly walks in an arc, silently examining his family in blood...*