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Jensoman Jenso was able to grab Mikey's arm, but Mikey's attacked pushed right through Jenso's guard with immense force. He wasn't done there, though. Suddenly, the aura around his left arm disappeared again, and Mikey followed through with his right fist, with yet another sea-serpent-strike. The sudden re-use of the ability strung his arm, though. Something felt like it snapped, but he had hoped that this would put Jenso out of commission once and for all.
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I still like to come by and leave a flower here sometimes.
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Hey remember when this site didn't have 3 tabs in the IC threads? Crazy.
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I feel like Myriad Reality is somehow the secret glue holding this entire site together
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People like to nudge aside the fact that there's a level of commitment to hosting, and joining an RP. The majority of players don't have it in either case, regardless of how interesting an idea is.
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Nihilist, but like, the cool type of nihilist, you know?
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"Rougher than usual," Lorges suddenly grunted with his raspy, battle-torn voice. The Dwarf told tales about how he lost his boisterous battle cry in a battle with a fire mage. Well, in one iteration of the story, it was a dragon, and in another, he was poisoned by a prostitute... No one really knew why his voice was so messed up, but nobody really cared, either.
"Yeh, these days the roads have become a little more perilous than in the past. With the rising tension between the kingdom of Jorgon and the Elven capitol, the southern half of the plains have had numerous ehm.. Outbreaks of violent behavior. Rogues are taking advantage of the discourse, looting villages and attacking adventurers left and right, it's a right mess. On top o' all that, there's rumors that some masked fellar's been burning down libraries on the opposite side of the sea. Fortunately, that aint anywhere near here, but the sudden loss of tomes has been affectin' the trade between the two continents pretty severely. People think that's what caused the whole kerfuffle between Jorgon and Elioss in the first place.."
"Yeh, these days the roads have become a little more perilous than in the past. With the rising tension between the kingdom of Jorgon and the Elven capitol, the southern half of the plains have had numerous ehm.. Outbreaks of violent behavior. Rogues are taking advantage of the discourse, looting villages and attacking adventurers left and right, it's a right mess. On top o' all that, there's rumors that some masked fellar's been burning down libraries on the opposite side of the sea. Fortunately, that aint anywhere near here, but the sudden loss of tomes has been affectin' the trade between the two continents pretty severely. People think that's what caused the whole kerfuffle between Jorgon and Elioss in the first place.."
Mikey tumbled away, but flipped back onto his feet, using his arm to grab the ground with his water gauntlet and slow his sliding landing. As Jenso rushed him, Mikey did the same, and re-coated both of his arms again. He blocked Jenso's fist with his left fore-arm and counter-punched at his face with his right.
Mikey didn't pause, but one of his hands, his left arm, lost its aura, and the aura on his right arm grew even larger, taking the shape of an under-water serpent in an instant as their two fists were about to collide.
"Sea-Serpent-Strike!!!"
Mikey's fist kept flying down, not stopping for anything, and once it struck the ground, a shock wave of moisture shot out in all directions and the ground cracked severely. The flamewave didn't seem to do much to Mikey's arm, and within moments, he was back on his feet, and already dashing towards Jenso. He seemed faster now, almost like the water on his arms was pulling his body with it. Mikey's fist flew towards Jenso after he got back into range, aimed to strike his body.
"Show me?" Durwith chortled, stepping towards Felix slowly, "Haha, as much as we'd love teh' see your improvements, we're here on business, believe it or not!" Lorges nodded and slammed his mug against the table. Durwith shook his head and sighed. "Gotta guard a shipment of the brew, all the way back to Helgar! The Dwarves back home aint so keen on coming all the way here to Farndale for a drink, so this year there was one hell of a major order place to have five o' those 500 gallon Kegs delivered to our city's front gates!"
The front of the guild bustled with activity as Durwith spoke. Lorges looked over, but didn't pay much mind to the newest visitor. Some masked fellow with bleach-white hair made his way past the crowds as carefully as he could. Seemed like a wimp to him, especially considering the guy's thin frame and narrow eyes. Was it an elf? Feh, who cared, anyways! Lorges was already more obsessed with the idea of lunch. Durwith took one look at the mask man, but also disregarded him. The guy's tightly fitting white vest and chain-mail pants screamed rogue. Those guys were never to be trusted.
"We might not even have much time to enjoy ourselves now! Shipments bound to head out in the next hour, but we've got time to talk!"
The front of the guild bustled with activity as Durwith spoke. Lorges looked over, but didn't pay much mind to the newest visitor. Some masked fellow with bleach-white hair made his way past the crowds as carefully as he could. Seemed like a wimp to him, especially considering the guy's thin frame and narrow eyes. Was it an elf? Feh, who cared, anyways! Lorges was already more obsessed with the idea of lunch. Durwith took one look at the mask man, but also disregarded him. The guy's tightly fitting white vest and chain-mail pants screamed rogue. Those guys were never to be trusted.
"We might not even have much time to enjoy ourselves now! Shipments bound to head out in the next hour, but we've got time to talk!"
Mikey hopped over Jenso's foot quickly and shot his left fist towards Jenso, ever so suddenly. He couldn't move it earlier so.. Was the water moving it for him? The water itself seemed different this time as well. It wasn't liquid-like, and seemed almost like armor. Mikey's left fist came at Jenso's head from above after he hopped, like a hammer.
Mikey took a new stance, very similar to Jenso's, and smiled, covering his arms in a very thick layer of water that made them look a lot bulkier. The water shrank to fit his arms like sleeves, and began to glow a bright blue. Then, without any delay, he dashed towards Jenso, and immediately punched at him with a more brawler-like fighting style.
"Not heal, just mend. Haha, but I think I know who's going to win now," Mikey announced, pointing to himself, "You've got a limited amount of magical energy, don't you?" Mikey smiled and stood in place, breathing deeply. It was true, Jenso might have had a ton of stamina and power, but Mikey's magic seemed to go on forever! He'd used way more water techniques, and although he paused every once and a while, he never seemed to run out of arcane energy.
"Sorry to say, but You're out of luck!"
"Sorry to say, but You're out of luck!"
~ End Of Chapter 57~
Mikey saw the fire ball, but wasn't worried in the slightest as it approached. Closer.. Closer.. What was he doing? With a flick of his knee, he summoned a whip of water and tried to swat the flame ball away, and weaken it so that his shield would absorb the brunt of the attack with ease, but as his water whipe lashed out, the evaporated before it was even able to touch the flames. Mikey's eyes widened as it spun faster and faster mere second before it struck his bubble, and grinded against its surface with orange-hot spinning flames. His bubble shield immediately split open, and Mikey spun himself around, trying to avoid taking the attack head on.
Moments after, his shield popped entirely, and the flame saw cut right through his left arm, leaving a two inch gash that was immediately cauterized in his shoulder. His arm went limp and he fell towards the ground, but just before he landed, his bubble reappeared, softening his fall, and putting him back on his feet. He stood in place, keeping his barrier up, utterly surprised by what had just happened. 'He was able to channel more arcane energy in the ball after launching it? And change its shape after it left his body?' That was high level magic! He already knew that Jenso was capable of his flame dragon punch, which he wasn't worried about at all, but this focused attack, despite being less powerful, wasn't something that Mikey could deal with using his Battle bubble.
Mikey's bubble disappeared again and he grabbed his arm, covering the wound in a thin layer of water. In moments, his skin was fused back together, but he still couldn't move his arm. It was a temporary healing technique, far too weak for him to actually restore functionality in his limb, but strong enough to keep his skin from ripping any further.
"What was that?" Mikey asked with a smile. The fact that this guy could solidify fire... Just who the hell was he?
Moments after, his shield popped entirely, and the flame saw cut right through his left arm, leaving a two inch gash that was immediately cauterized in his shoulder. His arm went limp and he fell towards the ground, but just before he landed, his bubble reappeared, softening his fall, and putting him back on his feet. He stood in place, keeping his barrier up, utterly surprised by what had just happened. 'He was able to channel more arcane energy in the ball after launching it? And change its shape after it left his body?' That was high level magic! He already knew that Jenso was capable of his flame dragon punch, which he wasn't worried about at all, but this focused attack, despite being less powerful, wasn't something that Mikey could deal with using his Battle bubble.
Mikey's bubble disappeared again and he grabbed his arm, covering the wound in a thin layer of water. In moments, his skin was fused back together, but he still couldn't move his arm. It was a temporary healing technique, far too weak for him to actually restore functionality in his limb, but strong enough to keep his skin from ripping any further.
"What was that?" Mikey asked with a smile. The fact that this guy could solidify fire... Just who the hell was he?
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