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The Lord hath spoken. lol.
Whether or not all eight feet of the Ikiteha will be halted upon hitting a single rocket, or whether only the portions that come into contact with the rockets will be halted by the rockets.
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If you're ok with the blast knocking it a bit off course, then I'd be fine with that. Otherwise, let's get a ruling.
1.) You might notice some distortion in the air from the Ikiteha, but it's not like dragon ball Z where it's all glowy and stuff.

2.) The parts where they come in contact would cancel each other out, so effectively it would get smaller the more rockets it hits. The blade is about 8 feet long, so it would have to hit quite a few to be neutralized. My reasoning is that it's a single dense attack vs a dispersed scatter-shot and that the Ikiteha is designed specifically for cutting through things, so I feel that parts of it advancing through the volley is reasonable.
Tomaru couldn't tell if his opponent was panicking, or simply insane -- the line between the two was so thin -- but either way, this was possibly the best scenario the kitsune could have hoped for. Fuchsia fired several times in a completely wrong direction, which gave Tomaru a pretty good idea what the demon's strategy was, and so he poured a portion of ki into his left arm. He followed the barrel of the club, watched the rhythm of Fuchsia's trigger finger, which seemed to be controlling when the screaming heads came out, tilted his left arm slightly to adjust it's angle, and then violently swung the arm downward to unleash his Ikiteha. What Fuchsia had created in quantity, Tomaru poured into a single quality ki attack. It was far more densely packed than the Gekitaisuru he unleashed earlier, and compressed to a fine blade-like form, every bit as sharp as his katana. "Your aim is bad," was Tomaru's only response to the hellzooka's relentless tirade of insults.

Fuchsia had fired so many explosive souls that the ki-blade was bound to intercept at least one of them, but it was a large blade, about eight feet long, so Tomaru angled it to hit a number of targets. First, one of the more accurate soul rockets, second, Fuchsia's right arm to impair is trigger-happy onslaught, and third, the second exploding skull on his body. The blade was angled so that these three points fell on the same line. Impact with one of the souls would likely halt a portion of the blade, but the majority of it would continue hurtling forward. Likewise, Tomaru assumed that an impact with one of the souls would detonate it and create an impact that would in turn detonate the surrounding souls due to the high projectile density that Fuchsia was creating, all occurring at a much closer proximity that than the demon anticipated. Second, the detonation of the skullnade on his belt would be an added bonus.
The image of Fuchsia in Tomaru's sword was quickly replaced with that of the screaming Nazi overlord. Not terribly keen on having his fingers obliterated, Tomaru released his grip on the edge of the platform before Hitler buried his face into the stone, but soon his downward acceleration far surpassed that of gravity as the impact from the blast penetrated the rock shield and forced the kitsune towards the ground at dangerous speeds. Chunks of what was once the platform came barreling down at him as well, turning what was supposed to be a shield into a giant buckshot. Tomaru slashed away the large hunks of rubble with a few swift swipes of his sword, but ironically, it was the tinier shards that proved to be the bigger problem. One cut into his right cheek barely an inch away from his eye, one shot clean through his left shoulder, and a last one bit into his thigh, this one sticking in his flesh. The injuries were not severe, but the shard in his leg would be problematic if he left it unattended too long.

Tomaru hit the ground hard; hard enough to fracture a human's legs. However, the benefits of learning the Usagi stance now paid off. His knees buckled and a streak of blood squirted out of his wounded thigh as his legs absorbed the initial part of the impact, but then he leaned back and let his strong tail aid in the absorption of the kinetic energy. With three thoroughly trained limbs at work in masterful coordination, Tomaru was able to preserve his skeletal integrity, and he immediately turned his attention back to Fuchsia, who had dropped to the lower level as well. Somehow, the demon's face looked even uglier than before, and his left arm looked like it had taken some serious damage. A grin crossed the kitsune's face; that attack had dealt more damage to his foe than it had to him. He could use that, especially since he now felt the ki flowing through his body once again.

With a cold, menacing smirk, Tomaru walked forward towards Fuchsia. He held his sword in his right hand low to the ground and raised his left arm, palm opened, in front of him, as if making half of an X. The rock shard writhed around in his leg and would have stained his pants with blood were they not already a deep red, but that small pang of pain only made his smirk more sinister. There was not a glint of fear in his eyes as he advanced, not a shred of wariness about the club. He had seen how it worked, and now he knew how to beat it.
The link that Ultimate Spidey posted is pretty close to what I'm imagining, though that site seems to be a bit more liberal with the power than I intend to be. For example, the whole construction of geometric objects wouldn't be possible, and while I could turn things with a microchip, like cell-phones, on and off, I wouldn't be able to turn a light bulb off. The reasoning behind this is that flipping a switch is a mechanical process, not a form of programming. However, any fancy programmable lighting or motion-sensitive lighting could be controlled. if I can get close enough to the computer in the power plant that controls the turbines, a blackout may very well be possible. Also, imagine what I could do when standing in a wifi hotspot... Odd that Spidey's link doesn't mention the internet anywhere in there...
I might be interested if you'll allow the power of tech manipulation. Everything and anything that is controlled with a microchip or electrical components can be controlled by me at will. This is not magnetism; this is making technology carry out functions by force of will.
OK, I edited the second post, so hopefully everything makes sense now. And believe me, as soon as I saw elevated platforms, I knew that there was going to be at least one positioning dispute. In my experience, arenas like these are the single most difficult place to hold a fight due to the complexity of the terrain. In the other arenas, the most the players have to deal with is "big rock at point A." We have to deal with mandatory jumps to account for periodic gaps between circular platforms arranged in a hexagonal pattern. I can definitely understand why it's hard to give precise descriptions of positioning.

As for taking criticism, I honestly don't understand why some people get as upset as they do. It's a fake fight between fake people with literally zero real-world consequences. Furthermore it's supposed to be fun and i find it more fun to simply resolve the dispute and carry on with the RP then to let the fact that somebody doesn't like the fake actions of my fake character cause an existential crisis, which it seems to do to some people.

And just because I like math, the revised Pythagorean equation representing all of Fuchsia's possible altitudes is 25 ft if he is directly above Tomaru, 20 ft if he is above the middle of the platform, i(16.58) ft if he is above the near end of the platform. Basically he'd have to enter hyperbolic space to keep the Hitler Rocket 25 ft from Tomaru at that distance. lol.
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