GreivousKhan

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Do my eyes deceive me or is that a dragon on the horizon. :K

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MelonHead said
If I wrote my posts to that degree of technical information it would be terrible to read. When I say an attack is thrown powerfully, you can at least infer maximum strength.Plus, its funny that you knew all about my characters weak points, but didn't even read how strong he was.

Cause she couldn't have known that. :P

Aslo,

2) Power is determined by the content of prior posts. The more the attack is described and noted in context of the exchange of posts between characters, the greater the strength of the attack or defensive maneuver.

No one says you need to paste whats in your sheet, but simply;y saying something like "she punched with the force to shatter bones of a normal human". would suffice to avoid confusion on the amount of power in a attack, especially as a shove is not really seen as lethal by most.

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MelonHead said
No, I thought she fell backwards, I can edit I guess. Though you didn't write in any damage what so ever, so I wasn't really to know.My character can lift 4 tonnes of weight remember, that's more than enough for some bruising, or broken ribs, and you should have been thrown to your left as well.

Well you only mentioned shoved back, so I went with that direction.

Also it did not say how much force was behind it either, I don't normally read through a persons sheet in these things unless a problem occurs(even so lift strength does not always equal punching force). I'll mention damage then to make it more clear she was hit, hence why she fell, (or would have fallen) on her back.

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You did know she never dodged right?

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I'm on and waiting. :L

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The constructs reaction time was faster then Shenestra would have expected. Somehow he had become aware of her appearance, turning about to face her. Her eyes genetically improved saccade was quite sensitive to the slightest bit of motion, and caught the act as it began to unfold. Seeming to somehow slide it's feet to spin around, to turn about just as Shenestra entered comfortable striking range. His right hand then moved to intercept her own right arm. However he had not noticed her other arm was already posed to strike from under her other arm, ready too react almost exactly to such a maneuver. As he palm shoved her right arm of course, her other arm shot up in a blur of motion, its own blade crackling to life as it aimed for the outstretched hands wrist. It was unlikely he would be able to draw it back in time before the blade hit, severing the hand at least. It left her open to his shove from his other arm, Shenestra had no choice but to fall back from the force of the blow, which sent a sharp pain up her arm. Only the discipline granted to her from years of training allowed her to ignore the pain, though the mere shove might have dislocated her shoulder. The whine of turbines were suddenly heard just as Shenestra fell onto her back.

However the moment before she fall on her rump, a jet of flame burst forth to bath the clockwork mans feet in hot air from her sprint-pack, causing her to fly backward across the ground. She swung her feet up, adjusting the direction of jets expulsion and over into a tight spin landing on her feet in a combat stance 12 feet away as she slid to a halt. He right arm hanging low as she grimaced from the pain of her shoulder.

'Jet turbines activated.'

'Thanks for the warning,' she responded sarcastically.

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Thank you for your quick response. :P

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Wait, what hand is clockwork man using (I assume his right hand) and which way did he turn?

And my slight crouch with only bent knees become a full crouch from the ground? :P

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The Clash of Titans is about to begin.

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Clash Of Titans

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrk3y6SPLDU


Snarnorgul hooted and howled as the stone struck home with a gratifying 'thud'. The force of the throw hurled the bear into the palisades -stake wall as the lesser races called it- smashing them asunder. The bear beast soon recovered from the surprise blow however, and then rose on its hind legs, towering over the walls as if they were hardly more than a low fence. It stood even taller than Snarnorgul‘s considerable size; Tanar'ri guessed that the creature outweighed him by a great deal. The bear certainly had Snarnorgul outclassed in size. But was he stronger? Snarnorgul would soon find out. If any of this daunted the colossal titan however, Snarnorgul did not show it. In fact he was beside himself with glee, anticipating the bloody battle too soon commence. He was now exiting the woods entering the more open farmland that surrounded the town. The battle was still raging on the town’s borders between the centaurs and blood elves. They gave way before Snarnorgul's charge however, and he crushed underfoot those who were not quick enough. He swung this way and that, sending centaurs, and the rare elf, into the air in his mad rage.

He did not stop for any of them to pay them any heed, for now the bear had ceased is running and waited his fury! Mentally projecting his force in a great roar he announced his arrival.

'Make Way Mortals! Make way before the might of Snarnorgul! The Great and Terrible!' He boasted proudly for all those willing to hear. Even his mind voice was guttural and sounded as if it was full of malice and ill intent. 'The Gods have weighed the value of your loves and found it wanting! For behold! Disaster has come upon you!'

His feet shook the ground with each footfall digging up clouts of dirt mixed with soil. Steam shot from his nostrils as saliva mixed with toxic acids flew away from his maw and dripped from his fangs. His eyes gleamed with a red fire, his muscles tensed as he sprinted forward. Snarnorgul bowed his head in the direction of his enemy, bearing his horns toward him, he made sure to clutch his chin close to his chest, a tactic to assure any impact would not cause his neck to snap. He would gore and maul this beast of the forest in his charge. He registered in the back of his mind that he might have been served better to soften up his foe from afar with more missles where he could find them. But Snarnorgul brushed aside such thoughts; a straight forward attack was all he would need. To feel each crash of claw on flesh, too feel the blood spill onto it's hide and horns.

Both bear and Tanar'ri were no doubt terrifying images in the minds of onlookers all round. A wide birth had already been given to both combatants. By now the Tanar'ri was only several yards away. With every intent to use his gathered momentum for an earth shattering charge. He doubted the bear was agile enough to dodge him, but a agile foe might have sprung away in time. The bear had the weight advantage, but Snarnorgul had the running start. He would charge into Sukoh with the force of a locomotive. Seeking to barrel him the rest of the way into the town and hopefully into a building behind him. His long horns and tusk would no doubt deliver ugly wounds upon the great bear, how much this would harm it overall Snarnorgul could only guess.

If the charge was checked, Snarnorgul already had his larger upper armed stationed on each side of his head too ward to block any blows forth coming.