@Rilla I can see yours. Mine works fine too.
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STATUS: To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind. 11 yrs ago
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My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
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I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
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Forum: Arena Roleplay
What did I just wake up to lol
Funny, if that were coming from Skall I would be a little more encouraged, but thanks.
The weight increased again, dropping him to the floor in an instant. He skidded to a stop and caught his breath, light and strained as his chest muscles tried to inflate his lungs against the huge weight on his chest, and looked up quickly. He was on the floor now, on his ass as he struggled to sit up.
There went An, floating through the air with the greatest of ease, like some daring young man on a flying trapeze. Weightless. He was also flipping around in the air to drop a kick on him.
Idea.
Johnny bent his knees and braced his feet flat against the floor. Gathering pockets of air under his feet, he blew those to propel himself up over himself, folding his body in half as he brought his knees up.
The flying kick was soaring down at him, and he met it with his own.
Johnny pushed with all his might and shot both his feet upwards, building concussive pockets of air over his heels as he met the kick, feeling his soles come into contact with An's feet and, more importantly, popping the air bubbles.
The force of the air pockets would shoot straight up through his body, like he had jumped off of a really high height and landed square on his heels without bending his knees and legs to compensate for gravity. And since the guy was floating weightless, not only would this force injure him internally, but it would catapult him straight into the ceiling with all the force of a semi truck.
And, of course, if the counter happened to miss, the pockets of air would go off anyway, sending a blast of air that would still slam An painfully against the ceiling.
There went An, floating through the air with the greatest of ease, like some daring young man on a flying trapeze. Weightless. He was also flipping around in the air to drop a kick on him.
Idea.
Johnny bent his knees and braced his feet flat against the floor. Gathering pockets of air under his feet, he blew those to propel himself up over himself, folding his body in half as he brought his knees up.
The flying kick was soaring down at him, and he met it with his own.
Johnny pushed with all his might and shot both his feet upwards, building concussive pockets of air over his heels as he met the kick, feeling his soles come into contact with An's feet and, more importantly, popping the air bubbles.
The force of the air pockets would shoot straight up through his body, like he had jumped off of a really high height and landed square on his heels without bending his knees and legs to compensate for gravity. And since the guy was floating weightless, not only would this force injure him internally, but it would catapult him straight into the ceiling with all the force of a semi truck.
And, of course, if the counter happened to miss, the pockets of air would go off anyway, sending a blast of air that would still slam An painfully against the ceiling.
Foresight isn't a speciality of mine. I'm more the roll with the punches and improvise kinda guy, sadly. I'm not as smart.
On, and a bit of pedantics, but @Rilla, mind setting this fight as a ranked fight? Seeing as how Mahz just implemented these things might as well use this thread to give the whole thing a whirl, see how it handles, yeah?
I think I see it. I'm not sure if it's what you intended but I see an opening that I can use.
Not out of the fight just yet. You'll hear more complaining from me but I'm not gonna quit just yet.
Not when I think I have a way to put this in my favour.
Not out of the fight just yet. You'll hear more complaining from me but I'm not gonna quit just yet.
Not when I think I have a way to put this in my favour.
And the worst part is I feel like you're patronising me or something, like you're trying to get me to do something I'm incapable of doing.
I know you're not doing that, I've known you for a long while now and I know you're not that sort of person, it's just...every time I see a reply from you that no-sells every single attack I do, it kills the joy for me. It kills my motivation to even try to hit something that can't be hit.
And no matter how much you say that you're leaving me an option, frankly I can't see it. I'm not creative enough to see the subtle hints you leave. I'm just not good enough.
I know you're not doing that, I've known you for a long while now and I know you're not that sort of person, it's just...every time I see a reply from you that no-sells every single attack I do, it kills the joy for me. It kills my motivation to even try to hit something that can't be hit.
And no matter how much you say that you're leaving me an option, frankly I can't see it. I'm not creative enough to see the subtle hints you leave. I'm just not good enough.
Well I don't see it, other than bargaining. And frankly my mind is not s developed as yours for fighting.
Remember my fight against Rilla? My finishing move, was that what you had in mind when you said I had a one shot finisher?
Remember my fight against Rilla? My finishing move, was that what you had in mind when you said I had a one shot finisher?
Well I don't see any other options apart from either crashing the room or making Johnny stop and get An to fight fairly without powers. On both sides.
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