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Call me Doc. I prefer RM, UM, or LP fights, with human or peak human hand-to-hand or swords & sandals being my speciality.
Challenge me to a match any old time!
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@KOgaming
"I gon' be drinkin' dat wine out ya skull cap bandu."
Zande kept pace in front of Max, stalking just outside of his range. Instead of brandishing one or both of his imposing battle axes, he withdrew a big serrated hunting knife with a ten inch blade from his belt. It looked thick and heavy.
Either the headhunter was a true lunatic, or he actually thought he could take on a greatsword with a knife.
"I gon' be drinkin' dat wine out ya skull cap bandu."
Zande kept pace in front of Max, stalking just outside of his range. Instead of brandishing one or both of his imposing battle axes, he withdrew a big serrated hunting knife with a ten inch blade from his belt. It looked thick and heavy.
Either the headhunter was a true lunatic, or he actually thought he could take on a greatsword with a knife.
@LeeRoy
Have you tried drinking blood? Highly recommended from Doctor M. Pater, PH.D.
"I used to be weak and sickly too... Until I tried Babeh Blud!"
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Have you tried drinking blood? Highly recommended from Doctor M. Pater, PH.D.
"I used to be weak and sickly too... Until I tried Babeh Blud!"
BEFORE
AFTER
@KOgaming
Zande's jaw fell open. He pointed limply at Max. He didn't even draw his own weapons.
"You is races!"
Zande's jaw fell open. He pointed limply at Max. He didn't even draw his own weapons.
"You is races!"
@Liliya
There were no more save for Gonad. Gonad came knee-walking towards Billuh, grunting out barbarianisms.
"Hrah! Secret to true might be only strength and way strength be delivered to face of enemy! Wise be Fancy Shorty in this way does Gonad see. Come, make art of blood and sweat we will!"
When Gonad got close enough, his right arm would reach out, fingers gaping for Billuh's face...
There were no more save for Gonad. Gonad came knee-walking towards Billuh, grunting out barbarianisms.
"Hrah! Secret to true might be only strength and way strength be delivered to face of enemy! Wise be Fancy Shorty in this way does Gonad see. Come, make art of blood and sweat we will!"
When Gonad got close enough, his right arm would reach out, fingers gaping for Billuh's face...
@Liliya
As Noxx knocked and spoke, suspicious ratcheting and clicking noises would come from the other side of the room, ceasing after a couple seconds. Then, the much anticipated light would flare forth, blinding in its intensity and illuminating the full half of the room it was aimed at. A split second later a brief but even brighter flash would erupt from directly beneath the flash light, the bullet aimed to penetrate right through the machine Nixx was behind with enough kinetic energy left over to put a hole in her center mass, unless stopped by the force field.
This wasn't the aim of a Stormtrooper. It was the aim of someone that knew how point at a moving target, and unless said target was faster than a bullet, hit it.
After the shot was fired the light would rotate in a fast circle low to the ground- an obvious barrel roll- and would wind up resting just above a slot machine on Noxx's right.
If Noxx ducked, she might miss the grenade that would roll to a stop in front if her cover. The pin wouldn't be pulled.
Unlike her, he'd probably not have his head peaking vulnerably over the top. Regardless, Donny had no idea her weapon could fire through anything. He could certainly work fast though, and with the deftness and slight of hand street magicians utilized. Somehow in between the shot and the roll he'd have managed to loose the grenade, apparently with both hands full. If she noticed the explosive, his plan would be obvious. The first shot meant as a kill, and the grenade as insurance in case the enemy showed any signs of life behind cover.
As Noxx knocked and spoke, suspicious ratcheting and clicking noises would come from the other side of the room, ceasing after a couple seconds. Then, the much anticipated light would flare forth, blinding in its intensity and illuminating the full half of the room it was aimed at. A split second later a brief but even brighter flash would erupt from directly beneath the flash light, the bullet aimed to penetrate right through the machine Nixx was behind with enough kinetic energy left over to put a hole in her center mass, unless stopped by the force field.
This wasn't the aim of a Stormtrooper. It was the aim of someone that knew how point at a moving target, and unless said target was faster than a bullet, hit it.
After the shot was fired the light would rotate in a fast circle low to the ground- an obvious barrel roll- and would wind up resting just above a slot machine on Noxx's right.
If Noxx ducked, she might miss the grenade that would roll to a stop in front if her cover. The pin wouldn't be pulled.
Unlike her, he'd probably not have his head peaking vulnerably over the top. Regardless, Donny had no idea her weapon could fire through anything. He could certainly work fast though, and with the deftness and slight of hand street magicians utilized. Somehow in between the shot and the roll he'd have managed to loose the grenade, apparently with both hands full. If she noticed the explosive, his plan would be obvious. The first shot meant as a kill, and the grenade as insurance in case the enemy showed any signs of life behind cover.
@KOgaming
Max would be able to see the black guy trying to hide behind a rock. Firstly because the rock was too small to cover the black dude's ass, and secondly because he kept stealing quick, obvious peeks over the top.
If Max humoured the black guy and got to within ten yards if the rock, Zande would leap out and wave his arms in a menacing fashion.
"Ey bwana! Gimme all ya goods! I wanna ya sword, I wanna ya drink, an' I wanna all ya white wimmin! Hurry for' I take off ya dreadnut!"
Max would be able to see the black guy trying to hide behind a rock. Firstly because the rock was too small to cover the black dude's ass, and secondly because he kept stealing quick, obvious peeks over the top.
If Max humoured the black guy and got to within ten yards if the rock, Zande would leap out and wave his arms in a menacing fashion.
"Ey bwana! Gimme all ya goods! I wanna ya sword, I wanna ya drink, an' I wanna all ya white wimmin! Hurry for' I take off ya dreadnut!"
@Liliya
Donny straightened up, keeping his left side to the door. As he did so he let loose a loud, guffawing laugh and began losing it as would a man who had just witnessed the ultimate joke. Was he mad? It was freakadelic, baby. The tarp hadn't yet been entirely knotted, and as he rose it opened back up, spilling bits and pieces. Donny moaned like a lusty woman and bent after it.
*BLAMMM*
Donny's right hand, when he had rose, would have slipped subtly into his overcoat pocket. Through the hole in the pocket he'd have reached his revolver. As he bent after the fallen tarp as a ruse, the weapon would have been smoothly drawn and fired from the hip, out of sight from his hidden flank. Not towards any visible enemy, for no enemy was visible, but at the electric lantern.
The room would go black and Donny would no longer be where he had been. Such was report of the Magnum that the rumpling sound of Donny's feet on the tarp wouldn't be heard for a few ringing seconds.
He didn't know he was being hunted for a fact, but playing it safe and following the old gut was never a bad idea. Perhaps those three chumps had brought backup? A little hide and seek would reveal the answer.
Donny straightened up, keeping his left side to the door. As he did so he let loose a loud, guffawing laugh and began losing it as would a man who had just witnessed the ultimate joke. Was he mad? It was freakadelic, baby. The tarp hadn't yet been entirely knotted, and as he rose it opened back up, spilling bits and pieces. Donny moaned like a lusty woman and bent after it.
*BLAMMM*
Donny's right hand, when he had rose, would have slipped subtly into his overcoat pocket. Through the hole in the pocket he'd have reached his revolver. As he bent after the fallen tarp as a ruse, the weapon would have been smoothly drawn and fired from the hip, out of sight from his hidden flank. Not towards any visible enemy, for no enemy was visible, but at the electric lantern.
The room would go black and Donny would no longer be where he had been. Such was report of the Magnum that the rumpling sound of Donny's feet on the tarp wouldn't be heard for a few ringing seconds.
He didn't know he was being hunted for a fact, but playing it safe and following the old gut was never a bad idea. Perhaps those three chumps had brought backup? A little hide and seek would reveal the answer.
Still waiting on some hero or cop or somebody to agree to take on Spider and Donny.
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