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OhmI think this initiative has died. Frokane hasn't posted in his Tourney fight so I think this team fight has gone the way of the dodo bird.
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You can create a child character. I just don't like fighting them personally.
Usually I don't prep in a stance post. That is the most commonly accepted rule. Prep any time after the stance but stance is just to show the character off.
@GreivousKhanWho is this jabroni? LOL Khan nice to see you.
@Impaqt Interesting character. Looks solid. You should have no issues garnering a fight.
Liaison, Rilla, Joseph. . . whomever. I just think since Fury is hunting the Dreamer it might be nice to pepper elements of him into fights. Like a story line of sorts. I actually got the idea from reading Melon and LeeRoy's fight.
@Impaqt Interesting character. Looks solid. You should have no issues garnering a fight.
Liaison, Rilla, Joseph. . . whomever. I just think since Fury is hunting the Dreamer it might be nice to pepper elements of him into fights. Like a story line of sorts. I actually got the idea from reading Melon and LeeRoy's fight.
Kolskegg was moving at a good clip now, leaping and hurling the debris from Hel’s fury. The tower he was headed for loomed large when suddenly he felt a jackhammer pummeled his shield throwing him off his pace. Stumbling he tripped, falling forward and on to his face, taking several rounds to his back which really hurt. Scrambling up he hurried to get to the tower which offered him some protection.
Whatever the wizard had used was potent. While not as strong as his last attacks, it certainly was painful. These little bees that had hit him caused a multitude of welts and ugly bruises on his body. Feeling wetness on his back Kolskegg reached back only to reveal crimson on his fingers. The wizard had drawn blood.
Narrowing eyes and knitted brow, Kolskegg would have to be wary. The wizard Cho was not without power. The tower was solidly built, although the wooden stairs inside had shaken loose during the earthquake the remainder of the structure was standing. He was going to have to close with the wizard.
Jumping into the air and focusing Kolskegg hovered there. Peering at another tower close to where the wizard had been, the Viking ran along the air, about four feet off the ground. Shield protecting his body as he ran in a hunched manner. He was in a flat out sprint now, closing the distance to the next tower in a matter of seconds keeping an eye on the wizard. Whipping around the tower he charged the wizard Cho, dropping onto the ground while accelerating. The shield covering his body, sword held low, the sun glinting off the blade. It was time to bring the fight close in; it was time to see if the wizard was adept at melee combat. He would reach Cho in a matter of seconds. His prey would not be able to flee as Kolskegg was sure he was faster than the wizard.
Whatever the wizard had used was potent. While not as strong as his last attacks, it certainly was painful. These little bees that had hit him caused a multitude of welts and ugly bruises on his body. Feeling wetness on his back Kolskegg reached back only to reveal crimson on his fingers. The wizard had drawn blood.
Narrowing eyes and knitted brow, Kolskegg would have to be wary. The wizard Cho was not without power. The tower was solidly built, although the wooden stairs inside had shaken loose during the earthquake the remainder of the structure was standing. He was going to have to close with the wizard.
Jumping into the air and focusing Kolskegg hovered there. Peering at another tower close to where the wizard had been, the Viking ran along the air, about four feet off the ground. Shield protecting his body as he ran in a hunched manner. He was in a flat out sprint now, closing the distance to the next tower in a matter of seconds keeping an eye on the wizard. Whipping around the tower he charged the wizard Cho, dropping onto the ground while accelerating. The shield covering his body, sword held low, the sun glinting off the blade. It was time to bring the fight close in; it was time to see if the wizard was adept at melee combat. He would reach Cho in a matter of seconds. His prey would not be able to flee as Kolskegg was sure he was faster than the wizard.
I think to make things interesting I am going to hint that Skallagrim is watching some of the fights my characters are in, maybe seen with a certain other ethereal entity making wagers that can only be guessed at. If you don't mind Rilla.
Perhaps the legenday house that is part of your mythos and the eternal dreamers maybe hinted at once again. Imaginist and Creationist with the Dreamers. I know it would give Fury a reason to fight people.
Perhaps the legenday house that is part of your mythos and the eternal dreamers maybe hinted at once again. Imaginist and Creationist with the Dreamers. I know it would give Fury a reason to fight people.
So it was true, the Splatter was a dumb as he was ugly. By the time the behemoth spewed his cruse filled rant General Freedom was racing into the air. Having leaped into the air while the mindless brute was breaking free and throwing his childish tantrum, General Freedom was already rising at great speed. It was also true, this guy, for all his power was naught but a child.
However powerful the Splatterer thought he was; was of course of his perceptions. General Freedom had fought the extra-solar alien Fury to a standstill twice. That had been a brutal couple of fights, neither side giving way to the other. They had wrecked a goodly portion of Gotham in their first fight and completely demolished Philadelphia in their second.
The concussive wave from Sigmund’s teeth clacking was impressive, but all it did was cause the hero to tumble, crash into and through the World Finance Bank’s 18th floor. Finding himself tumbling towards the street on the other side of the building, General Freedom pumped more energy into his flying. With a tremendous roar he spiraled into a tight corkscrew, then flattening out into a trajectory that shot him down 10th avenue. Behind him several sonic booms erupted as he pulled up into a near vertical climb. Those below saw a brilliant cobalt blue star in the daytime skies.
“You just made a mistake bunky!” Earth’s mightiest hero muttered as he arched back in an Immelmann, “If you want to fight you got it.” The ZPE was racing around his fists, across his chest, down his back and roiling around his legs. Let’s see if the oaf can fly, General Freedom thought, if not he would be in for a rude lesson in tactical fighting.
However powerful the Splatterer thought he was; was of course of his perceptions. General Freedom had fought the extra-solar alien Fury to a standstill twice. That had been a brutal couple of fights, neither side giving way to the other. They had wrecked a goodly portion of Gotham in their first fight and completely demolished Philadelphia in their second.
The concussive wave from Sigmund’s teeth clacking was impressive, but all it did was cause the hero to tumble, crash into and through the World Finance Bank’s 18th floor. Finding himself tumbling towards the street on the other side of the building, General Freedom pumped more energy into his flying. With a tremendous roar he spiraled into a tight corkscrew, then flattening out into a trajectory that shot him down 10th avenue. Behind him several sonic booms erupted as he pulled up into a near vertical climb. Those below saw a brilliant cobalt blue star in the daytime skies.
“You just made a mistake bunky!” Earth’s mightiest hero muttered as he arched back in an Immelmann, “If you want to fight you got it.” The ZPE was racing around his fists, across his chest, down his back and roiling around his legs. Let’s see if the oaf can fly, General Freedom thought, if not he would be in for a rude lesson in tactical fighting.
@ImpaqtNo stipulations other than a win-loss. This should be a decent fight. Offer comments if you want, that's how we all learn.
General Freedom stared at the man before him. The flood of profanity and anger just confirmed his identity, although his physical appearance was more than enough.
The Special Operations Command Enhanced Forces listed the Splatterer as a class 6 threat. The media called him the most destructive villain on Earth, but the officers of SOCEF simply called him the Emo Kid. Of course the situation that surrounded his affliction was terrible, but his reaction to his situation was an infantile and childish one. Now the Emo Kid was chained, probably with nary a link that could even slow him down, before be broke loose.
Steve shook his head; looking at the misshapen monstrosity he felt pity. He had seen a lot of soldiers broken in the last bloody war and myriad of regional conflicts. But this was beyond the pale, what’s worse; this man’s mind broke under the incredible strain of his suffering. There really was nothing to say. Nothing to do, the truth was he had allowed himself to be drawn into a pit of self-loathing.
While this man was a class 6 threat, Kali was another matter. Not only was she powerful, but she was coldly intelligent. While the Splatter was a force of nature, destroying all in his way, Kali was an extinction level event, bent on destroying the world.
Steve inhaled softly as he thought, “For all your boasting I don’t know what’s more pathetic, your temper tantrums or the fact that Kali managed to capture you.”
The cobalt blue energies flared around the hero, rippling across his body in a cascading field of energy. Chirping his microphone he spoke quietly, “Clear the area, and open a pathway for the Splatterer, let him leave the city. I repeat allow him to leave. Focus on Kali.”
With that he launched skyward, the energies surrounding him flaring in an amazing nimbus. Somewhere out there was Kali and whatever she was planning couldn’t be good. If she brought the Splatterer it was as a distraction. Something was afoot and Steve needed to find out what.
The Special Operations Command Enhanced Forces listed the Splatterer as a class 6 threat. The media called him the most destructive villain on Earth, but the officers of SOCEF simply called him the Emo Kid. Of course the situation that surrounded his affliction was terrible, but his reaction to his situation was an infantile and childish one. Now the Emo Kid was chained, probably with nary a link that could even slow him down, before be broke loose.
Steve shook his head; looking at the misshapen monstrosity he felt pity. He had seen a lot of soldiers broken in the last bloody war and myriad of regional conflicts. But this was beyond the pale, what’s worse; this man’s mind broke under the incredible strain of his suffering. There really was nothing to say. Nothing to do, the truth was he had allowed himself to be drawn into a pit of self-loathing.
While this man was a class 6 threat, Kali was another matter. Not only was she powerful, but she was coldly intelligent. While the Splatter was a force of nature, destroying all in his way, Kali was an extinction level event, bent on destroying the world.
Steve inhaled softly as he thought, “For all your boasting I don’t know what’s more pathetic, your temper tantrums or the fact that Kali managed to capture you.”
The cobalt blue energies flared around the hero, rippling across his body in a cascading field of energy. Chirping his microphone he spoke quietly, “Clear the area, and open a pathway for the Splatterer, let him leave the city. I repeat allow him to leave. Focus on Kali.”
With that he launched skyward, the energies surrounding him flaring in an amazing nimbus. Somewhere out there was Kali and whatever she was planning couldn’t be good. If she brought the Splatterer it was as a distraction. Something was afoot and Steve needed to find out what.
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