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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.
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@Winter Star12

Gonad shrugged the body off to the side, withdrawing his pipe as he did so.

"Hruh... Not before has Gonad seen this beast."

He sucked its blood off the butt of his pipe and smacked his lips, nodding.

"Strange, but not bad it be."
@FalloutJack
Additional information. Of course Gonad understands anatomy. In his profile, if you'd look closer, there's mention of his kill count. Quadruple digits. It also states that he knows of a thousand ways to kill with his bare hands. I do wonder that you'd think he doesn't grasp basic biology 🤔. You can reach the brain through the eyes. Even children know that, let alone the world's greatest warrior. That's how character experience may be brought into play properly. Do reread my post as well, as I did in fact take the claws into account.

Attention to detail is vital in fight writing.

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I shouldn't need another reference, but I really do want to put emphasis on my point.

@FalloutJack
There's no need to be rude, or shout buzz words. I'm providing you with logic and evidence, not playing the blame game or making unfounded claims.

Gonad's glare is independent of his action. It's his appearance and I was making that evident. Describing what a character looks like in case it may provoke an alternate response doesn't consume the timeframe. I didn't waste an action, I just made more detail clear to you in case it may change something before committing.

I don't particularly care how much honed experience a character has, if its owner commits to a flawed action. I could run a thousand year old wizard, but if I try to catch a fist with my face, that thousand years means zilch.

Now, note that you also provided a time frame. You said it took a second for it to transform mid-leap, and that was /before/ it made contact.

Thus, what it comes down to is, can Gonad react to and strike an opponent in about a second?

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A fat dude who probably does weekend boxing can. Certainly a Trygon is quite different from an old man in a scarecrow outfit, but then again, Gonad is far and away deadlier than any aggressive middle-aged American. Given a second to react and kill, he could easily slay the ﹰTrygon twice over with how reckless it is. Yes, yes. It is a reckless move, despite the monster being such a great predator. I shall remain here, thank you, and eagerly await your rebuttal.
@FalloutJack

I never stated that Gonad wasn't prepared (as hinted at when I wrote that he "seemed" to ignore the suspicious sounds), nor did I auto-hit, if you'll look closely and notice such words as "may" and "would" placed appropriately. I did however work to limit your options by addressing the futility of certain responses. I did phrase my moves for what they were from an enemy POV, them being untelegraphed and unexpected. That comes from practical technique and contributes to the difficulty I estimated your character might suffer, but ultimately it's only speculation for dramatic effect and to make clear the conclusive prowess of Gonad's counter. I am implying that his attack is likely beyond the Trygon's capacity for response, acknowledging how you figured the same for Trygon's attack. The critical difference is in the following evidence, which alters the circumstances.

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As it is, Gonad isn't off guard and is easily capable of striking whilst remaining in a prone position with little warning. In his profile it states that he can strike without conscious thought, using muscle memory. As your creature has no such stated ability, this gives Gonad the initiative in a counter.

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You say I'm the one granted a chance, but understand all of the circumstances. An extra eye isn't an indicator of additional close range spatial reflexes, and it pretty much tried to open arm attack a wary opponent without guarding itself. Leap on a tiger and you'll get bitten, even if it's laying down. That's why I had Gonad give Trygon his "don't do it" glare.

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I paid ample attention to your wording. Gonad would have seen the Trygon enter his vision whilst it was still mid-leap. Taking this into account, he'd have little trouble reacting, though a normal man may have been taken off guard. Note also that from the Trygon's POV, he firmly believed that Gonad really wasn't prepared, and remember that in the way I phrased it, Gonad only 'seemed' unprepared. Thus in actuality, Gonad was ready and the Trygon wasn't. It's not at all expecting him to counter with lethal force.

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You said it, not me.

I also never said Gonad was going to grab it. He's countering by sticking his pipe through its eye, past the orbital, and into its brain as it lunges into him, unless given reason why such a thing wouldn't work.
@FalloutJack

Untelegraphed, a straight-line blow combining Gonad's stiff-armed thrust with the Trygon's momentum at the point of no return. No flare of the elbow to give his counter away, no hints until it was too late, point A to point B. One moment the monster was pouncing upon a victim with a steely gaze. The next sight harkened visions of Dante's Inferno, flashes of drooling crimson hellfire and pitch black oblivion drenched in chill salt water, Satan's sub-arctic lake embracing the creature's midriff in an eternal emrace of Old Testament hatred. The warrior's pipe may have been potentially thrust soundly and with phantasmagoric impetus through the Trygon's left eye and into its brain with so little preemption that the thought of catching the blow in its mouth or on its forehead would be a sweet fantasy for the disembodied soul after death. Its arms were born for Gonad's torso and thus had no hope of defending the head even if the neurons had time to transmit the sentient notion to safeguard its mortal existence. If the potential flying corpse carried through with its threat, the warrior's left bracer would have simultaneously struck both limbs and perhaps have broken/powered them harmlessly aside like chocolate straws with naught but a multi-kilo'd mace-weight combined with the diabolical timing of a man who lived for nothing but wrestling with Death's embrace alone in a flamberge festival of feeling. All this was completed with the the brainless speed of a martial artist who had transcended the need for contemplative thought, who made such notions of a flawed effort die screaming in the inferno of his transcendental passions. Could death truly be painless? This creature was be a contender to find out.

In short, Gonad struck with such unexpected speed, power, and precision that death seemed to cling to his blows like hot tar. Not reacting was far and away from being unprepared, for at the heart of all combat lies deception.
@FalloutJack

Gonad's just being nice. He didn't visibly react to the sounds (which gave away the presence of a foe) or bother to stand just because he's trying to see if it'll do something that may hold his interest. Since he doesn't approve of its course of action, he's offering another chance in the hopes of it reconsidering its choice of attack.

Gonad is a man of necessity. He only defends himself if he feels like he needs to.
@FalloutJack@Winter Star12

The human was on his back, virtually unprotected, and judging from the way he acted, a few eggs short of an Easter basket.

*Yet...*

When the Trygon got close enough, the barbarian wouldn't be regarding him with either surprise or fear. The hulking berserker's single eye stood out like a beacon, flat and hard, almost melancholy in its calm inspection, following the creature like one of those trick paintings in a haunted mansion that always seem to stare at you. The look an ex-SAS officer may have when you push his drink over in a bar, and you can tell he almost feels bad about what he's about to do. Twin skeins of smoke steamed from the barbarian's nostrils. He still hadn't set his pipe down.
Could the creature feel it? Oily fingers running cold up the back, a premonition of death icing over spine-marrow. It wasn't too late, not just yet. He could change targets still, or veer off.
@FalloutJack@Winter Star12

Gonad seemed to blissfully ignore the noises as he continued his story, finally getting to the good part.

"-and so then did Bjorl Thunderspunk reach into the arse of the Greatwolf of Farsnommel, and extract the mighty blade Keenloin from its resting place! When stuck in kidney with Keenloin, blood poisoning did King Splirnip die of, for still was shite of Greatwolf on the sword! This be how Bjorl Thunderspunk, cousin twice removed of Gonad, became royalty."
@Winter Star12@FalloutJack

The lounging warrior gently waved a hand the size of a catcher's mitt at the killer, craning his head back and upside down to look at her with a fatherly smile, rotating the pipe in his lips so the contents didn't fall out. When he spoke, it was with a voice of such heavy timbre that it made timber rattle, reberberating off the surrounding trees and punching through the gloom.

"HRAH! Who be this, that calls on the Christian faith in rebuttle to butt of Gonad!? Come!! Rest beside Gonad and partake of much ale, for a night to rest one's bones this be! Be at ease, and speak to Gonad of tales told long ago."

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