Doc Doctor

Undiscovery

@luclovers
The Magna Pater plunged to the left like an arrow, the fireball upheaving the ground where it had been. Unfortunately it had miscalculated the area of the attack and wound up with its tail on fire. Grinding its thick teeth, it dug its claws into the ground and let loose with a fierce snort of effort.

A large ripple passed through the muscular tail as it whipped out in a blur. With a brutal crack, it snapped around the neck of a nearby Taken which had finally worked up the nerve to try and enter the fight. Its cervical vertebrae were virtually disintegrated, throat caving in beneath the outrageous force. The flames on the Magna Pater's tail were extinguished by the air pressure. It had been burned, but the hunger it felt was worse. It hadn't eaten anything fresh in a long time.

With a terrible heave the monster jerked the dead Taken off its feet and sent it spinning through the air at Saaria. If she had sharp eyes, she would notice that the body flying at her was minus a head. The beast down below cocked back its left arm. It moved like a street magician. It had slight of hand. It had done something, but what?

Yami and Doc vs Cruallassar and Lunar

@Cruallassar

In your post you said the arrows were "knocked and ready" followed by Crual loosing them. Nothing about drawing it back. Methinks Crual was looking for another cheap hit and run. His brains have a high chance of decorating the lair walls, given just how nicely placed the shaft of the explosive arrow is. Even if he's about to fire, he'd still blow up. But disregarding that...

I've already shown why his chin is not protected. Nothing is below it, it is exposed from the front.

Shash is above all else, a genius fighter. It has well over a thousand years of combat experience. I know that Crual is ten times faster and all, but his ability was already figured out by the monster. It used prediction to checkmate him.

I honestly have no idea how you can in all seriousness say "the only reason you are actually getting away with this much..."

Crual hasn't endured any sort of even remotely debilitating injury and has hardly been in any sort of risky situation because of his easy escape power and all seeing eyes.

Now that a way to actually nail him has been revealed, all of a sudden the many circumstances I had planned are now in your favor? Like how his arm is somehow protecting his chin in some unreal way, how his arrows suddenly weren't knocked and in danger of exploding, how he might just materialize four inches in a nice direction, or perhaps how your image of an absolute clobbering is more accurate that mine, and trumps my intent because you can freely manipulate my character's might?...

Not only that, but you intend for him to not only get away with a kill, but also wounds that both you and I know for a fact won't at all hinder him during the rest of the fight. The cracked ribs hurt, he winces in agony but still manages to barely dodge the homing missile shadow spell barrage with ease. I know how these things play out.

You realise that resistance plays a part in physics? A little something called Newton's law? I surely don't have to mention how strength plays a part in that. After all, I just did in my last post. But you are entirely ignoring how Shash is wicked fast as well as strong. It is possible to knock an elf's block off with a bundle of golf ball rocks, and who better to do it than a monster that can jerk mortal arms off with the very appendage it is using to cream said elf. Of course I expect to hear more about how Shash swings like a girl and could never hope to knock something far smaller than it out.

Yes, its a bunch of rocks stuck to a superweb. Shash is just that strong. Know how fast the tail end of a whip cracks at? The improv cat o flail isn't quite that fast, but its awful close.

Yami and Doc vs Cruallassar and Lunar

@Cruallassar

One the first point: Drawing the bow protects your chin, not your face. I've not once mentioned it hitting Crual's face, I've just been going on and on about how the rocks would strike his chin. I already acknowledged that Crual's left side was facing the attack, his chin and bow and arm are still vulnerable.

On the second point: You said that crual materialized all ready to fire. So naturally that would be exactly when he gets hit, thus ruining said firing and commencing the clobberfest. Or the boomfest, taking into account the explosive arrow. I know you don't think the monster has good timing, but it does. It is a monster with lots of patience, lots of brains, and a fuck ton of reflexes. Right now both characters are in a life or death coin flip, but the big deciding factor is how Shash, so to speak, rigged the game. It planned everything as it went along, and Crual did what it wanted him to do. He fell into its trap in the position and place it expected him to be, and its all lined up just how it had wanted. This is the most practical chance that any pure melee fighter could possibly have to defeat Crual, all things considered. It's pretty much perfect.

One the third: Even if they were half the size of a softball, that's still a very nasty thing to get clocked by. Let's say that, for arguments sake, they are far smaller than softballs. The size of golf balls, perhaps. If a big fella tied a three foot cord around a golf ball and whacked you in the head, it would fuck you up. Now imagine that golf ball is made of rock. And there are multiple rocks, each one tied to a long rope. That rope is being swung by the twelve foot long tail of a five-hundred pound elder horror that is indeed crazy fast and outrageously strong. And if someone ten times stronger than you who has the same speed swings a weapon, it /will/ hit much, much harder. They have superior follow through, and that's not even accounting for weight, or if they are a monster or not.

Lastly: I'm not trying to make a case that Crual sucks at archery. I'm saying that to make a point. You just got finished saying that you don't doubt Shash's physical power but his weapon is what ruins the gig, and then right after that you do a face/heel and say that what truly matters is the person wielding the weapon. It may be a crude weapon, but is a weapon nonetheless and one that I say the monster can use with the utmost proficiency. For emphasis...

"I don't question your monster's physical ability...I question that of the tool it uses, which is an adapted one from my character, with pieces of the neutral environment thrown in."

"And finally...you also wouldn't have a case in saying he sucks at archery, because there is no such thing as a bow that requires a certain amount of time to draw. Again, what matters is the person wielding it."

Now that is a real contradiction.

The Soil of a Man's Heart (Edrik Pedrone Vs. Shashous-Throth)

@ShidenBlades
Also if I've just freshly posted, you might want to wait a couple minutes and refresh a time or two. I tend to edit little details just to get everything "just right". For some reason I only notice all of my little spelling errors and shit after posting.

The Soil of a Man's Heart (Edrik Pedrone Vs. Shashous-Throth)

@ShidenBlades
I aims to please

The Soil of a Man's Heart (Edrik Pedrone Vs. Shashous-Throth)

A damp thud sounded behind Edrik, and were he to turn he would find...

That it was eating its own severed tail, which was wriggling like that of a lizard's. It sucked the large appendage right down its wide mouth like a giant noodle, throat bulging grotesquely. A shiver ran through its body, like a jolt of electricity, and then it got better. Just like that. It had regrown what had been lost in a few seconds. A brand new tail slipped from the stump and slid across the ground, coiling like the body of a great serpent, tip lashing at the damp grass. Of course for the wizard to see this, he'd need to look towards the lurid, melancholic fog lamps that were the beast's eyes. Doing so wouldn't seem very harmful at first, aside from evoking a deep sense of violation. The Magna Pater knew already what would happen though. If he looked, it would flee into the woods, and there would be no chance in hell of him catching or finding it again. It was so quick, it was so quiet. Such victims would not likely meet with it again until the next time they laid themselves to bed. Then they always awakened somewhere else. Out on the sidewalk below a flickering lamppost, perhaps lost in the woods during the early, misty hours, or on some lonely country highway in the middle of the night. Sometimes even in an unplumbed place below the ground, composed of sheer darkness, far and away from the comforts of home and the familiarity of civilization, where the floor was crunchy and the walls felt like skin. They would as vulnerable and confused as a baby bird out of its nest, whose only company was the one that watched and waited with ever so much patience.

But a brief reprieve would be in order. The Magna Pater did not like keeping its sight for long. It couldn't hear, it couldn't smell, it couldn't feel. Worst of all, it saw everything as if it were brighter than day. It despised daylight. It would turn off the peepers shortly after regenerating, in order to better detect what its prey was up to.

Undiscovery

@luclovers
Guess who's back?
Hint:


(Definitely not this.)

It had been watching from afar, waiting for a chance. Victims were always at their most vulnerable when already busy with an opponent. Now it was time to try, try again.

As Saaria landed after finishing off her opponent, the Magna Pater chucked a fat hunk of sandstone at the back of her head from two dozen meters away with enough strength to send her into a front flip if it hit. Crude and tactless, but sound in its simplicity. It probably wouldn't kill a dragon, but then again the monster wanted her alive. Meat tasted better when it could still squirm in pain.

Yami and Doc vs Cruallassar and Lunar

@Cruallassar
Regardless of his aiming stance, an uppercut is an uppercut. Nothing is under his jaw and the rocks aren't coming from the left.
Crual's flank is to the attack, but he is still looking forwards with the bottom of his chin unguarded. Yes, yes it is unguarded. Nothing at all is beneath it, having his arm reaching forwards means only that his arm will get nailed too. Note how the chin of the man in the following picture is not protected from below. Very easily struck by a jumble of stones strung together. Hell, look, it might even hit the shafts of his arrows and soil his aim, or perhaps make the sensitive explosive one blow up. In fact, that's a good add on. Let's include that.



If you'll pay more attention to the earlier movements the rock was initially thrown so that when Crual appeared it would end up inside his head, meaning it was chucked long before he materialized. The tail attack was in progress too, and I implied that it was going to be an attack rather than outright stated to prevent metagaming. The swing would come in a timely manner as Crual materialized, after the rock was already thrown, but the tail had already been on its way to coincide with the distraction. The tail wouldn't reach in time because it lacked reach, which the improv rock whip made up for. It was a trick, you see.

I have not in the least contradicted myself, just read my posts more carefully.

The size of the rocks depends on how much stone one could jerk out with a cable that can withstand a quarter ton of force. I'm no scientist, but my first description of them was "chunks". A very loose definition, but keep in mind how when Shash attacked, I said, and I repeat, that there was enough force to clobber Crual. That's my descriptive intent on the force put into the attack, and is the final weigh in. Telling me I'm wrong about saying an attack my character made was less powerful than I claimed it to be in light of past feats is powerplaying. The rocks could be the size of marbles for all I care (they are likely bigger), but they do in fact have "clobbering" power. I don't say that Crual should suck at archery because a realistic bow takes a good moment to reach full draw, because you already made it obvious that it is in his capacity to fire off shots like how Bruce Lee fires off punches. Shash's tail is crazy strong, just like the rest of his body, and that does matter.

Him being potentially displaced by four inches is irrelevant because its a big "what if" variable, and there is in fact a fat wad of vaguely sized rocks cascading up his body, under his chin, under his arm, and likely upon those deadly arrows. Doesn't take perfect accuracy with those odds.

Yami and Doc vs Cruallassar and Lunar

Seeing as the monster planned its assault to coincide with the ranger's appearance and not his immediate firing thereafter, hence the premeditation and measures taken to do so, and as the it was not a complete oaf that screwed up timing or was subject to space/time fluxes, chances are the unseen blow would, as heavily intended, fuck shit up. It was quite fast itself, and made up for any shortcomings with timing. That is to say, should any other practical form of physical retaliation exist short of nuking the elf's tent as he's sleeping, this would be it.

Furthermore, considering that a five foot flail is nothing to scratch at, and how the one the ranger was being subject to was attached to twelve feet of pure muscle at the end of which resides a thousand year old beast which literally sleeps on a mountain of skeletons, well... Not a deadly strike to an elite reality warping ranger, but certainly one which could extinguish most mortal creatures and dreadfully wound those that survived, hence the previous expression of it being powerful enough to "absolutely clobber" the target. Armor would do little good, especially since the ranger's arm would not protect him. The attack was an uppercut, and his arm would obviously not be underneath his chin. It had not come at him from the left as would have been most convenient indeed, but from directly below.

The Soil of a Man's Heart (Edrik Pedrone Vs. Shashous-Throth)

The ground around Edrik lit up with an otherworldy blush. It was being shone on from up above. The horror had leapt after him. Its tail had been its primary weapon and form of locomotion, and as such it was handicapped now, seeking to regenerate as quickly as possible. Was it aiming to pounce on Edrik's back? Did it expect him to try and roll out of the way? There would be little way of knowing...