Metal Tortoise

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

@Doc Doctor

Steer:

{Boom.}

It seems the two were in a certain kind of tangle. Timing was slightly on Toms side but application and Timing was on his. To heck with the warning.

"BOOM!"

Bone word and it was gotten. The press against Tom, his whole body (with those two focus points) would flash explode literally on and around him. Flung spell to get him upside down or not, one word was one word and Tom most likely would feel the affects of mini Holy explosion pressed upon him, the stronger points being in his mouth/head forcing his head to sort of roughly bashing back against the metal chunk of the ring and well, aside from feeling it in his genitals, the explosion most likely would send Tom rocketing over the ring itself and landing on the back of his head outside.

"Urph..."

Said the womanly sounding voice of Steer as he hung in the air/possibly fell to the ground. Ouch on both sides.

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

Steer:

{Girl Girl Gir.}

Well, truth be told, though…SHE needed to say it, what her semi-experiment from before did, and worked, he didn’t need much time to do what he intended, or words.

“Holy Genital and Mouth grab!”

In the grasp of the pressing blue shield, before he could finish his Sentence, Tom would would two chunks of said shield bunching and moved upon certain parts of his person. The first was his mouth. Like a whirlwind, the blue happy laced Chi suddenly converged on that one spot just as he was speaking, filling and half keeping it ajar while pressing on and into his mouth. At the same time, literally down south, Tom would feel a very bad kind of pressure grabbing his genitals and at the same time burning them. With Steers eyes still on him, despite being turned into a woman, covered in honey, shit and blood, Fem-Steer still managed to keep a smile.

“…Nod your head in submission then turn it back or…I’m afraid I’ll have to set off a holy explosion near you dick and balls that’ll make whatever sexual action impossible for a week…maybe month, and peeing hurt like hell.”

Say what you will, but Steer DID have a nice lady voice…and good rack, maybe, dunno, don’t think about it…

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

No problemo, I am patient. @Doc Doctor

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

At least Doc isnt threatening to turn me into a Sex Bot yet. I seem to get that a lot with my chars, most of, THE only one that is dead to.

@Doc Doctor

Eh, I guess take that out but the whole 'shield press' is still gonna happen, Vaginaing or not.

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

@Doc Doctor

Steer:

{Narrowed Changes.}

“…I’D FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF A SIXTEEN YEAR OLD IF SHE LET ME!”

The admittance came, perhaps faster than it should of. When you have time on the road by yourself to think about every random which thing, before, during, and after light meditation/exercises, you tend to ‘know yourself’ better then you should. He had never told ANYONE that and while it wasn’t…borderline evil it was something to look at him funny. While he blurted out the word, this stopped both his right hands attempt and his Holy Chi blast, or the narration at least, most of it. He had been stopped at the ‘HOLY CHI BLAST’ section of his narration but an idea occurred. Sure he couldn’t launch…Oh great he was naked now and covered in honey…As I was saying; sure he couldn’t launch if he didn’t narrate BUT…what if he..

“…DEFENSE PRESS!!!!!”

Simple but direct words sung in with half words that happened and inbetween others that didn’t. The Chi Blast itself in his right hand, the Chi having never left, didn’t go off no…but something much stranger, some might say weirder occurred; instead of an explosion a solid blue wall popped up from Steers right hand. Taller than Steer or Tom, (say about seven feet tall five feet wide it quite literally would form right in Toms face and push him back and form JUST as that Sex Change spell occurred, said spell connecting with it but finding itself redirected by the shield and not hitting Steer. Quick thinking and speaking saved the day here, and though it wasn’t as effective as his initial blast attempt, give the positioning and how the Shield and its properties acted, Tom basically would feel like a pancake press was slowly trying to turn him into a ‘Holy’ energy induced searing pancake.

Left hand wiggled, unused given certain things weren’t meant and Steer formulated plans…even if most of the crowd was now sickened by seeing his pasty white ass on display…good thing he DID take his hoodie and sandles off before this.

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

I've had worse!

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

@Doc Doctor

Steer:

{Morghan Freeman.}

“HAPPINESS INFUSED QUICK OFFENSIVE MOVEMENTS WITH RIGHT ARM LEADING INTO A CHI HOLY BLAST TO KENTUCK TOMS LEFT FRONT OR SIDE!”

The error in Toms calculation was two-fold but simple; he assumed Steer couldn’t talk as fast as him and normally? He’d be right. In this instance though? He was wrong. Happiness was based on speed when utilized, as stated, all the good things from physical to ability AND the useless things like random body twitching and TALKING increased as well. This would be seen, heard by the audience as Steer for some reason (which he just KNEW was Toms fault, his wacky spell and all) dramatically narrated it before doing it, being able to be understood but also saying it quickly as well, fast, just as or maybe a little faster than Tom even. The Happiness infused Holy-Chi based eruption would still go off, though as an added fix, a backup plan was in motion, since he was right in front of Tom and could see him speak.

“LEFT PALM STRIKE TO THE JAW TO STOP TOMS SPELL SPEAKING!”

Just as fast as before, in terms of speaking and physical action. Indeed, his left palm used to redirect Toms right would snap up attempting to clock him mostly in the underside of his jaw to shut him up, but one had to imagine if he clocked the Magician anywhere on the head his practiced words might be cut off right? Steer liked to think so, he also liked to think with his speed and basically being less then arms length away from Tom, even with the narration spell, this would work but…really, who knew at the moment? It was a weird fight this one. Laced with Chi, vulgarity, grunts of pain and spells of Mr. Horse of all things!

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

To some up eighty percent of the fight...Not that that is a bad thing, heh.

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

@Doc Doctor

Steer:

{HOLY SPEED, KENTUCKYMAN!!!!}

He was preparing something from the get go. Covered in shit, smelling worse (mix a fat guy with shit and blood and even if he is clean, fucking hell the SMELL) than expected, he was still intent on staying on Tom despite this, though, strangely enough as quickly as the excrements hit, they seemed to bubble and burst/crumble off, not without leaving the stench behind. There was a reason for this and it had to do with what Steers counter and what he was about to hopefully enact. As stated with the punch (though the side order of Mr. Horse Excrements) he moved as fast as Tom was forced back, leaving fading blue whisps in his wake as the Happiness laced Chi increased Steers speed and agility further, just a tad, but that was only so he could get up close to him. He had another idea in mind then using pure speed and it would come into play here. Shifting his left arm so his elbow stuck out towards his left, while he moved towards Tom he bent the rest of his arm inward then quickly arched it in a snapping motion. Not this time (hopefully); Steer was basically attempting to slap and redirect Toms right arm mid spell and either negate it altogether or make its fly off elsewhere.

“Annndddd…Pop!”

Two words but spoken unusually fast, the defensive measure was also tied in with an offensive one. A low clutching right palm was thrust forward, towards Toms left side again and while in transition to trying to get there, hit or miss, that small outline would flare to life for a brief second all over his body then condensed into Steers right hand. The objective was letting the ability property of the Happiness Chi come into play, basically Holy Properties which Steer concentrated lightly then set in his right hand. Again as fast as it formed, transitioned to his right hand, it would be utilized whether it hit or miss. An explosive swirling blue colored mini-blast of searing Holy properties that Steer was hoping would envelope Toms front left side, or just left side in general. Normally an almost weird little smile would be on Steers face, efforts succeeding or not, but…Well…He kept his mouth closed. Just his body needed to smell bad, not every damn orifice after that Mr. Horse crap, pun intended.

Melee! Kentucky Tom vs Steer Cottonworth

@Doc Doctor

Steer:

{Speed.}

“Urk!”

No such luck with the melee, only, spells. The spell was launched and it was at this moment Steer theorized rather than instant casting it, Toms spells JUST needed to be said then willing to launch. Again, just a theory but one Steer was somewhat sure in, given how he was just hit by one. It was ok though, despite Toms shift backward, Steer moving back a foot himself from the impact of the near point blank blow…Only to have a shadow over him in the form of Mr.Horses literal ass hanging a foot overhead. For any sane person this would be moment for pause to register the madness literally overhead, but for Steer? It caused a strange grin to form over his face. It wasn’t Powdered Toast man and this made Steer happy, almost ludicrously so, blue with happiness or so someone might say…literally.

Literally in a sense that, from before he was already feeling happy, and Happiness in all it’s odd fleeting but useful forms was a part of the Emotional Heptagon. In this case, it flared in a strange sparkler like fashion about Steers hands down to a little below his wrist AND his feet and ankles. This of course worked with its physical affect; Speed. As soon as it flared up, Steer had moved forward towards Tom again, still in that ‘Half Wall’ boxing pose as the distance between them was breached, Steer basically literally outpacing mister Horses attempt to unwillingly divulge himself on top of Steers head. This inadvertently made Steer dodge the slippery marble slope as well, his left fist reared back in the process of getting right back into Toms face, flying forward seeking to drive itself fiercely into Toms right side. The added speed boost added a bit of force to the blow, nothing on levels of speeding car but it would be felt if it impact, that and a strange searing feeling that was different the Rages, like on a different stranger almost inhuman level.

The hope was that, despite Mr. Horse being that close, Steers sudden fit of speed would not only allow him to dodge the initial spurt, but also, as stated keep on and force Tom thus making Steers positioning constantly changing and never in the same place twice while Mr. Horse was formed. It seemed also, Steer was focused on specific portions of his body, the hands and feet region but if one looked closely, they could swear there was a tint of blue highlighting his whole frame. Plans plans, long story short.