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| [Completed]I Will Die for Those Boobs!; Motto and Lubbock | |
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| MomKen | Nov 9 2016, 01:59 PM Post #21 |
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The young mans attire came as a shock to Lubbock, he stared at the outfit and blinked several times with an astonished look on his face and then burst out laughing with his hands around his waist. "Hahahaha! What the hell is that? Is that supposed to be intimidating, hahahahaha! Oh my god, oh you are a riot, but, now it's time for the fun to end." His expression suddenly became serious and Lubbock started to extend his strings out, Lubbock had decided to start off nice and simple, Lubbock punched forward with an open palm and the wires started to fling forward and go straight for Motto, Lubbock was mainly aiming his heart but anywhere would do, "Hope you like this! My hatsu allows me to conjure both gloves AND string, this string is pretty cool as it's extremely durable, if I wrap this around you then there's no way you're breaking it!" This was how Lubbock usually acted, showing off as much as he can, trying to gain as much attention as he could, it didn't matter to Lubbock whether the boy knows what his hatsu is, why should it matter? He would be dead soon enough. |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Nov 9 2016, 09:20 PM Post #22 |
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Motto looked down at himself a cringed. He hadn’t seen the rainbows and hearts until then. The fabric was stretched in such a way that it no longer resembled a tank top and looked more like a bizarre torso decoration and a girly one at that. The other’s aura flared and Motto looked up to see Lubbock’s strings shoot out at him. Before the Hunter could even think to get out of the way the strings were wrapping themselves around him tightly. ![]() ‘Oh Shit.’ Motto was in very bad situation. Probably. Maybe not? “nNnnice threads Lubbock.” He grunted while trying to loosen them up a bit. His arms had been pinned down to his sides with tremendous force! The raven bent over with another attempt to free himself but the strings wouldn’t budge. “Wow.. these sure are strong dude. Hah. It is a cool hatsu. Unbreakable? H-how’d ya manage that?” Motto was starting to wonder if Lubbock even cared about museums at all. That whole time they’d been talking in the women’s changing room Lubbock had been prepping! Shit shit shit. Motto had really fallen for it too. What a bakka he was! There was still a chance that he could talk his way out though, or maybe even break the damn threads. Just because Lubbock said they couldn’t be broken didn’t necessarily mean it was true. It was probably another trick. Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Nov 9 2016, 09:22 PM.
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| MomKen | Nov 10 2016, 10:13 AM Post #23 |
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Maybe the man misheard him, he never said it was unbreakable, but as long as Motto could believe that, Lubbock would have already won. "You probably think that I'm bluffing about these strings being unbreakable? Just try it and you'll see what happens." Lubbock decided not to waste time and try to go for the kill, he started moving his left hand quickly with precision, tying up string in his left hand into a spear, it wasn't fancy or anything but it did have a sharp end. Lubbock chucked it at Motto with all of his might, it seemed like he might dodge it, to counteract this, Lubbock pulled a little on his right hand that had string wrapped around the young man. "You cannot get away! Trodium Spear!" Lubbock shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice almost breaking from that, the spear came shooting towards Motto, he would have to be ingenious to dodge this, or maybe just resourceful. Lubbock was originally scared of the young man, but now that he had the upper hand, Lubbock felt assured. Suddenly he say Motto's Hunter license, this now angered Lubbock, his usual cool, calm exterior now became a twisted face of hate. egotistical? Yes, egocentric? No, he had to wipe out all Hunters, they were what caused all the evil in the world, allowing those with evil intentions to do as they please! Now Lubbock wouldn't go easy on him, he had to make sure he was dead! |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Nov 10 2016, 11:23 AM Post #24 |
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Motto watched with growing apprehension as Lubbock’s left hand was raised and a sizable spear manifested from the nen strings. Surely this wasn’t a game…was it? He fought against his restrictive ties again and couldn't free himself. The spear was headed straight for his midsection at a deadly speed. Motto was about to dodge out of it’s path when Lubbock’s hold on him prevented it. The weapon managed to strike and the Hunter finally realized the gravity of his situation. Searing pain rose up from his left side where the thick spear was. He’d managed to avoid a major injury but not by much. The teen’s projectile had struck directly in between his ribs and arm, both being deeply grazed by the thick weapon. Motto had only raised his Ko at the last possible moment and so he felt a considerable amount a damage from the wounds. Time to get serious. “So you’re tryin’ to kill me huh?” ![]() Motto wasn’t grinning anymore. He strained against the strings once more, his aura flaring, and ran at Lubbock while still bond tightly from the waist up. The Hunter jumped up high to deliver a solid kick to the boy’s head only to be followed by another after he’d landed. His second would come from the opposite direction, and with any luck he’d catch the other’s body from the momentum of the first strike only to send him reeling again with another blow to his abdomen. Motto had no desire to kill Lubbock whatsoever, but it was clear that he needed to be subdued and arrested. Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Nov 10 2016, 11:47 AM.
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| MomKen | Nov 10 2016, 01:27 PM Post #25 |
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Lubbock had hit the boy, but he seemed to have missed his target, that was okay as Lubbock had loads more string to spare, however, the young man suddenly jumped up and came straight back down to Lubbock. He was having none of it, Lubbock pulled hard on the strings to alter his trajectory a little bit, whether or not this would help would decide on how well Motto could react to the situation. As soon as Lubbock began to pull the strings wrapped around Motto, he swung his left arm to go around a tree and tie around Motto's leg, that way Motto could be stuck and the only way he could get out was by Lubbock. However, Lubbock was starting to get flashbacks of that dreaded torture room, every night from then on would keep him awake. "You think you're so above the law. Acting like anybody who is smaller than you is worth a single penny that you see on the floor, not even worth picking up! It's because of you and your association! They did nothing while helpless people were tortured until they died! Do you really think that's fair? Most of them were young men and women too. I'll make sure to destroy you and the Hunters association!" Lubbock couldn't hide his rage, he needed to tell Hunters what was wrong with their company, or else nothing would change, that was one of two options, the other option was to destroy it and rebuild it, including the government. Now Lubbock too was getting serious and he intended to give this fight everything he got. Edited by MomKen, Nov 21 2016, 04:32 PM.
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Nov 11 2016, 07:19 AM Post #26 |
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![]() Motto found himself being yanked again in an unexpected direction due to the impressive nen strings belonging to the teen. The abrupt switch in momentum caused the Hunter to cry out in pain. His wound from Lubbock’s spear was pretty bad and the random jerking of his body was excruciating. The next thing Motto knew, he was practically immobile against a thick tree trunk and Lubbock was ranting. He had no idea what the boy was talking about except that somehow he seemed to know that he was a Hunter. This day was about as weird as it could get. “nNNN L-Lubbock!” Motto was growing weary. All the running, not to mention his shoulder had already been hurtin’ pretty bad, and now a big ass spear was partially stuck in his ribs. He’d used up almost all his strength just trying to free himself from the nen strings, and now Motto was beginning to feel sick. “Don’t. Don’t do it.” His breathing was labored and sweat had formed on Motto’s brow. “I’ve been there man.. real ticked off.. wanting to..get revenge…… just.. don’t do it. I don’t know about anyone being tortured.. but.. I’ll listen to ya..” He wasn’t exactly sure if this was another trick to look at naked girls, but Motto was out of options anyway. |
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| MomKen | Nov 14 2016, 09:08 AM Post #27 |
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Lubbock had him! The young man was good, Lubbock would give him that, but not good enough, he surely thought of the box, however, that would not help him in all situations. Motto seemed to be begging for his life, bargaining again? Lubbock was getting sick tired of this kid, always bargaining for something. "Y'know what? You make me sick, you ask me to save you and yet how many people have asked you the same thing? You are not needed in this world!" Lubbock decided to tighten the strings grip on the Hunter, hoping to inflict some serious pain to him and cause him to bleed, that way, he could bleed out and suffer, the rebel did not want to see Motto die so quickly with a painless death, he had to get revenge somehow. While the strings were tightening around Motto, Lubbock moved forward his fist with great speed to the young mans gut hoping to regurgitate or knock the wind out of him. After a few minutes of tightening the string, Lubbock finally let go of his grip around Motto, surely he wouldn't survive for too much longer, he couldn't wait until the young finally drew his last breath and one more Hunter was disposed of. Edited by MomKen, Nov 14 2016, 04:31 PM.
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Nov 14 2016, 05:24 PM Post #28 |
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He couldn’t believe how angry the green-haired kid was! He was an outright trespassing pervert who now wished to kill him and Lubbock was the offended party?! Motto didn’t have a chance to argue. The strings tightened impossibly tight and he cried out in genuine alarm as they sank into his flesh. It was getting hard to breathe, and his vision was blurring. Motto squeezed his eyes shut and withdrew into himself as things seemed to be pretty dire. ‘I gotta survive. I’m meant for something more than this! I have a role to play somehow.. and I gotta…find my … strength….’ ![]() The teen’s fist never connected with Motto’s torso. He’d activated the last of his energy to protect himself, shrouding his body in Ken and halting the cruel strings. Lubbock’s physical assault was nothing against the shield of Ren and Ten that covered Motto’s entire self now. Motto didn’t expect the release however, and fell on his hands and knees by the base of the tree when Lubbock’s hold stopped. He gasped for air and held his side, now purple and swollen. No time for games. Motto lunged wildly at the boy in desperate effort to tackle him, before any new string moves were used on him. All he hoped to do was knock Lubbock down and to hinder his hands. Gotta stop that intense hatsu.. Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Nov 14 2016, 09:05 PM.
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| MomKen | Nov 16 2016, 08:23 AM Post #29 |
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Lubbock wasn't aware that the boy had used Ren, Lubbock assumed that the Hunter could barely move as Motto had taken considerable damage from his strings, so the lunge came as a shock to him, the boy still had some fight left in him and Lubbock was a little worn out from all the running, due to this, he had no time to react to this and simply fell to the ground with Motto. The Rebels face contorted with rage as his face grew red with anger. "Hey! Get the fuck off me! I'll kill you if you don't let me go!" Lubbock tried to push the boy off of his body, once or twice he got close to getting him off, however, his stamina had been drained and he couldn't put anymore effort into fighting back, he had lost, SHIT! Lubbock was sweating now and his mind raced to all the possible outcomes. He had to give in and take whatever his punishment was. "What are you going to do with me now, huh?" He asked in a cool but saddened expression knowing that whatever came next would not be pretty. Edited by MomKen, Nov 21 2016, 04:34 PM.
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Nov 16 2016, 02:41 PM Post #30 |
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Motto wrestled with Lubbock but managed to pin him down. Thankfully, the kid was losing energy too. The raven strained against his discomfort and held Lubbock’s wrists down in hopes of disabling any more attacks. He hovered above the boy breathing heavily for a moment before asked what his plan was. “I’m not gonna hurt ya Lubbock.” Motto panted. “But I can’t let ya look at the ladies like that … and yeah.. you tried to kill me too.” An hour later Motto watched the ambulance doors shut with an uneasy feeling. As the sirens blasted and he was rushed away, the Hunter replayed his conversation with the chief of police. “This kid’s not like anyone I’ve dealt with before..” Motto explained. “You gotta treat him differently. You know, than the other kinds of criminals?” ![]() Motto was thinking of how Lubbock looked so defeated back there… how he was willing to kill him just to look at girls..the poor kid needed help or somethin’. Little did he know that the chief of Police took his advice an entirely different way having observed Motto’s injuries in addition to learning of his Hunter status. He’d give that kid special treatment alright. “Strap him down boys. This one’s gonna spend some time in the basement.” The law enforcement in Chance Town was different than many of the surrounding cities. It was run by volunteers consisting of power hungry vagrants, sadistic men with nothing better to do then abuse those weaker than themselves whenever remotely possible. The jail was a miserable, half-flooded old building and it’s basement was especially rank. They tied Lubbok down to a flat wooden table with chains and tight leather straps the prevented all movement. |
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