LeeRoy

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Lemme just correct Biddz.

If any of you want ME to smack him for being OP at any point in time, I'll do it.

And he knows I will. c:

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Don't let him bullshit you, he knew what he was doing with the lightning speed.

I'll be back in this RP in a few days, so be prepared.

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Hey, uh, skip me for a post. Gonna be busy for the next few days. Just say he's standing there dusting himself off.

Or something.

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Irritating.

Painful.

Quite honestly, this entire fiasco was becoming all too cluttered and all too frustrating for Overlord to keep his calm for much longer. At this point, he had been wounded and insulted. These things are quite uncommon to one of his stature, so of course he was becoming quite angry. As he lay there on the ground with his bony ironclad fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword, he thought aloud. "Why did I come here, again?" There was a short pause, as though he were waiting for someone to respond. "Oh, right. I was sent a letter. One that detailed how I would die. I have yet to do so, and I've been here long enough to kill an enhanced human." Again he paused, reaching into the hole that was once his chest cavity. "And usually those are the hardest to slay. So I'm assuming that I have been here for quite some time, I don't quite carry a clock with me everywhere I go."

Withdrawing his hand he saw an acrid blackish-brown fluid dripping from his gauntlets, his remaining organs had been liquefied. The fluid was noticeably oozing through the plates in his armor and onto the ground beneath him. Had the Overlord's lips still been on his face, there would have been the most gratified smile on his face. "Well, at least i have one plus from having someone damage my armor and body."

With a bit of effort he pushed himself back to his feet, staring down at the congealed puddle of his flesh and blood on the ground. "As long as it makes the ground moist, I can use it."

Guess what happens when blood or liquefied organs soaks the ground?

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Okay cool, I was worried that the way I wrote it didn't include the armor's thickness.

I'm exhausted. packing my shit to move out after so much has happened. I'm in a mentally and physically draining time and I'm on edge too. Because I'm scared things won't work out. Hell, it's even hard to vent, when I try to convey it it comes out sounding dumb.

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drallinix said
his TK attack is literally raw force like getting punched in that small centralized spot by an enormous amount of energy in that case it was aenough to rip a tank to shreds.

Was this directed at me?

I'm not certain, I've been way distracted lately.

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A wall of wind slammed into his body, blowing the Overlord off of his feet and into the air. This was certainly unfortunate, usually his armor weighs more than enough to keep him firmly planted on the ground. This must have been at least as strong as a Hurricanes' eye wall, or maybe even a tornado. Whatever the strength was, it didn't really matter, it was sufficient enough to be a problem.

As he flipped through the air, he noticed that there was in fact a second projectile being sent his way. "Bother." Was all he managed to get out before it slammed into his chest. Punching a jagged and messy hole through his armor, crushing his ribcage and what remained of his internal organs. A putrid brown sludge leaked out through his armor and onto the ground, soaking the earth in his filthy rotted body and blood.

Quickly meeting them on the ground, the Overlord writhed and howled. Pain was still quite noticeable, but, not enough to kill him. (Admittedly, the only reason I chose to let him survive was because you wrote it vaguely. Rather than specifically targeting his head. Remember. He's both a Lich and a Zombie.)

The Overlord's body was convulsing on the ground, stewing in his own pain and frustrations. "You know! I'm growing increasingly angry at your incompetence! I now have to feel this pain! Do you understand just how painful it is to reconstruct a skeletal structure!?"

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Sorry man.

Time in Lordran is convoluted.

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Overlord was away from the tree, and Arthur was looking towards the tree. I assumed that Arthur was between Overlord and the tree, that's why i stated that he came up from behind Arthur.

Because Arthur turning his attention away from Overlord would turn his attention towards the tree and doing almost a complete 180.

I'll have a post up in a bit.