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| Karasuma | Oct 12 2014, 07:52 PM Post #61 |
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Isao watched in fascinated horror as Annabel had her arm completely sliced off by the coruscating wave of energy that swept past him. To be fair he'd expected a certain amount of bloodshed, but dismemberment was a cut above what he'd been prepared for. He was prepared to be either flattened by the giant of a man standing behind Annabel as he turned to ask Sam what the hell that was, when he heard nothing like he'd expected to. There was no splattering noise from spilled blood, nor anything like what one might imagine there would be when a severed limb was the outcome of an attack. Instead there was only a rustling sound as if someone were shifting a coat around, followed by Annabel exclaiming how much they would regret hurting her. Isao whirled back to watch in befuddlement as Annabel re-attached her own arm, which was apparently like something one would expect on a doll, and thus full of cotton, with some animate string. This state of moderate grotesquerie was interrupted by a roar from the giant man, and the whistling noise as his fist swept in to knock Isao and company from existence. This impending doom was averted by a rather grim-faced Lei, who basically explained again his personal vendetta and told the giant and puppet-woman to go mess with someone else before turning to Isao. "You've learned the technique? just saying that shows how little you comprehend about the book Lei. There isn't 'one' technique, there are hundreds, and if you mastered one of the superhuman techniques in the span of less than half a day then I'll eat my hat." Noting the silver staff and the ease with which he had stopped the punch, Isao felt that he might be eating a rather long and painful beating instead, but that would only be if he doubted himself and failed, and he couldn't fail, not with Cynthia's life in the balance. "I could care less about you, except that you stole the book, and not just that you had the guff to steal it, but that you couldn't be bothered to do it yourself. So, I'm going to beat you into oblivion, get my crewmate back, and demolish this organization of bounty hunters you've lumped yourself in with as a matter of general principle and self preservation. And then, when all is said and done I'm sending you back to Umyang Island, on a stretcher, or if needs be, in a casket." Eyes darkening as he advanced, Isao began a slow circle of Lei, taking into account the staff, the reach it afforded him, and the impressive increase in force such a thing could lend his blows. Eyes flicking around the scene, Isao made his decision and dove, coming out of the forward motion mere feet from Lei's face, and uppercutting the man with the blades on his gauntlets. The kid gloves were coming off for this fight, and Isao wanted to make sure Lei knew it. OOC
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| Oceonax | Oct 13 2014, 05:23 PM Post #62 |
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The ranged attack went even better than planned, managing to cleanly detach one of the arms of the white-haired girl in one fell swoop. This barrage was swiftly continued by Cobalt, whose fist connected with her face to knock her to the floor. The masked man did not react at all to this, no attempt to defend her or even counter-attack. But this may have been because he didn't need to. Unusually, the girl got up after a few seconds with nothing wrong except the scowl on her face. Rather than blood and gore leaking from the grievous wound, there was a white fluff that looked a lot like cotton making up the girl's flesh. She nonchalantly retrieved her arm, which then proceeded to sew itself back into the socket. Now enraged, she ordered her gigantic minion to get off his ass and start fighting. He had not responded to anything else, but as soon as he heard this order he sent a colossal punch towards his enemies at lightning speed. Neither Sam nor Cobalt would have been able to avoid, had it not been for the intervention of what they thought was their enemy. The staff user from earlier effortlessly blocked the devastatingly powerful fist, declaring that he and no-one else would be the one to kill Isao. It wasn't particularly reassuring to have him openly show his hostility, but at least he had done more good than harm so far. In fact, his arrival persuaded david and goliath to up and leave, allowing Sam and Cobalt to relax as the two they considered to be the most immediate danger had left. "Hehe... can't blame them for cowering in fear of my great self." The relief didn't last long, signalled by an irritating cackle of a laugh and a self-obsessed voice Sam hoped she would never hear again. Appearing from the corridor was the frog-guy and the annoying pink thing, the former of whom immediately pulled Cobalt away from his allies with his extremely long tongue. This left Sam face to face with the detestable Sylvander, who decided to show of his leg to her as he got into his stance. She was not impressed nor amused by this in the slightest, instead drawing a rejecting scowl upon hearing his request to have a "sexy time" with a certain "baby girl", making for a huge success at baiting her into attacking. "If you're looking for a fight you got one, ugly!" She shouted as she charged towards him, her body crackling as sparks leaped off her. She decided to go full throttle right off the bat, not because she was taunted into it but because she knew it was best to finish her fight as soon as possible. Things were starting to look extremely dangerous, enough to make her consider abandoning the mission. While she was interested in the kidnapping of the woman named Cynthia and the issue regarding Isao's book, she was in now way directly related to it and had no qualms with backing out at any point. Her own life had to take priority above all else. Which was precisely why finishing quickly was a good idea. If she could take out Sylvander, she could help Cobalt or Isao in their fights to secure the area, since currently they were simply lucky that little and large weren't interested in ganging up on them. Should they change their mind, the situation would immediately turn for the worst. With a yell Sam let loose another shockwave, aiming straight for Sylvander of course. She could not predict where he was going to dodge, so she therefore needed to create a stimulus forcing him into an action she could predict. He would be forced to occupy his attention on the shockwave even for a brief moment, during which time the scientist could take advantage of his change in focus. She was running closely behind her projectile, her Chainspear held ready to swing in front of her. Depending on where her target moved, she would adjust her aim so that her follow-up blow hit. She could even switch it to a block or parry if necessary, the most important thing being to react to whatever would be thrown at her. Techniques Used |
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| Supermaou | Oct 19 2014, 02:13 PM Post #63 |
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Lei, being his cocky self, didn't expect such a move to come bursting out of Isao as the blades uppercut came at him, he attempted to dodge with all his might but the blades managed to contacts his chin as lei was lifted from the ground slightly and stumbled backwards, but managed to keep on his feet that's to the support of his trust pole, wiping the new fresh cut on his chin, lei looked at Isao and grinned "I'll show you!" lei ran towards Isao but before making his attack, he drove the pole into the ground which sent him catapulting into the air whiles still holding onto the pole, he span the pole in the air and threw it at Isao, the staff was frown with such strength that Isao might find it hard to avoid it, in fact, he would be luck to avoid it wounded. Meaning, Sam seemed to have gone all out agents the man named Sylvander "Ugly? you'll pay for that rem-" but before he could finish what he wanted to say, a shockwave came thundering towards him, flicking his hair back, he simply jumped out of the way, chucking to him self in a snobby manner, but to his surprise, a counter attack was in the mist as Sam came crashing towards him with her sickle, grunting to him self, the attack managed to hit as Sylvander feel to the ground with a ripped up shirt. Slowly standing up, Sylvander looked at his shirt and started to shake, "th-that was my favourite shirt! Bitch!" and as if like magic, he suddenly wasn't there anymore, only leaving a small dust cloud behind, Sylvander was then suddenly behind Sam as he whipped hi leg around her in attempt to kick her, if this connect she would go flying across the ground to the other end of the hall close to the entrance gate, he would then follow up, using the same technique to move like a bullet across the room next to her, his hair then started to grow as he then attempt to pick her up from the ground, and with a flurry of kicks, he then started to pummel her with multiple kicks, sending her crashing into the door, though, dur to the force of the kicks, he managed to send her flying threw the door, sending shards of wood everywhere. Back in the hall however, Cobalt was continuing to swung around by Justin's slimy tongue, he continued to do this until he throw him in the same direction of Sam and out of the door with a slam, jumping next to Sylvander he wiped his tongue back in his mouth and grinned in a slimy manner towards Cobalt. 15 years back on Awestralia, the day before the incident, after the party "Woaaaaaah!!! I can't eat anymore!" yelled Cynthia as she tapped her belly with delight "hahaha, that isn't very lady like Cynthia" Friona laughed as she ruffled Cynthia's head "Chishishishi, gaaah! I had so much fun today!" Cynthia's said as she stretched out and jumped out of her seat "I'm going to read the book grandma got me!" Friona watched Cynthia as she ran out of the door, smiling happily whiles washing a plate. Running out to the peach tree that watched out over the seas, Cynthia sat her self down and started to read her birthday present, the book was about a traveller that adventured across the lands to explore and learn about the world he lived in, she found it interesting because it had all the story's she loved to hear, love, adventuring and of cause, hero's! as she continued to happily read her book, her eyes suddenly was drawn to a flagged ship in the distance, at first, she didn't think much of it due to the ship porting at the docks for the peach's that grow here, but what did catch her eye was the wired symbol on the flag, it was a picture of a skull with a rusty bucket on it's wired with horns sticking out, though, she was far away from the port and if they wanted to make trouble, who ever they where, the local guard would sort them out, but little to what Cynthia knew, that very night her whole live was about to change. Edited by Supermaou, Oct 19 2014, 03:23 PM.
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| Oceonax | Oct 19 2014, 04:47 PM Post #64 |
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Just as expected, Sylvander had no issues avoiding the first attack sent his way, effortlessly sidestepping it with a laugh as though to say that he was leagues above it. However, it seemed that he would be the one could by these moves he though to be inferior. Using mostly reflex to guide her in the direction that her opponent had dodged, Sam came swooping in to lay down a clean hit across his chest. The flamboyant man was knocked to the ground, while the scientist landed behind him feeling quite pleased with herself. It was good to know that she was able to hold her own in a fight she thought would be incredibly difficult, even doing as much as landing the first blow. There was also the help that she had fought against Sylvander not too long ago, and had made sure to memorise his fighting style and habits. Constantly, even when doing nothing more than walking through town, Sam was taking time to analyse her surroundings and any points of interest. She was incredibly alert and rarely missed important information, knowing that even the tiniest thing could have been vital to her success. When translated into battle, this meant that she fought while analysing as much as she could about her enemies. Things like how unlikely it was for Sylvander to have hidden a weapon in his tight suit, or how he refrained from using any attack but kicking even when given an opportunity to do otherwise. Even finer details, such as approximate distance between the entrance to the hideout and her current location, were not beyond her observations. Then again, there was just one thing that Sam never took into her equations: Cobalt. She made no attempt to exclude him, but her desire to avoid him had lead her to unconsciously pay no attention to him, for better or for worse. With her observations, it was also possible to determine how powerful an individual was compared to others. Most people worked this out for themselves unknowingly, forming a basis for who they would allow themselves to get into a fight with. Using what she had seen last fight, Sam could say that Sylvander was a close match for her. His physical abilities were extremely impressive, but his easily-aggravated personality and cockiness meant that it would be possible to win against him by outwitting him. That is, based on what she had seen in her previous fight with him. Falling into the same trap as him of thinking she had won before the end, Sam turned around with a hint of smugness in her expression. However, Sylvander was there no longer. Before she could react, she felt a powerful kick connect with her back. The only thing she could do was brace for impact as she was sent hurtling across the room, landing halfway up the corridor she had entered from. She grunted as the collision winded her, leaving her gasping for breath and struggling to stand back up. But she would not be allowed this luxury, and was instead subjected to a barrage of kicks after Sylvander had seemingly teleported across the room. She could barely bring her weapon out in front of her to soften the blow of the attacks, before she crashed straight through the door from the force of the onslaught and landed in a heap outside. What... happened... She thought, only able to remain still as her body recuperated. Sylvanders movements, both in speed and power, had managed to far exceed her expectations. Had he been holding back? It wouldn't have been so bad had she expected it, since she would have taken precautions and kept watch for his rapid movement technique, but being caught off-guard by such a devastatingly destructive combo meant she may as well have lost the fight. Assuming he could continue at that level, there was no chance Sam could face him in her condition. She knew that the fights would be difficult, and had decided to help under the assumption that she would at least be able to fight them on equal grounds... but against something like this, there was no way she would survive. At best she would be able to keep their attention for a few minutes, which was a worthless use in an infiltration mission to begin with. Seeing Cobalt fly out of the door and land a few feet away, the girl made up her mind. She had no intention to risk her life for this cause from the start, and had planned from the beginning to back out should things get bad. As interesting as things were starting to get, there was no question that her life was top priority. No way Cyan would be happy with her meeting such a meaningless end, either. With her body now out of shock and able to move again, even if it was far from full output, Sam brought herself to her feet and stumbled over to Cobalt. "Get up, we're leaving." Seeing that he wouldn't move despite his far less severe injuries, she took a hold of his collar and began to drag him across the ground. Pretty soon he "awoke" and decided it would be more comfortable to walk himself, though he wasn't quite as active as he had been earlier. "You're a pretty bad person, you know?" "You too." The walk turned into a run as soon as physically possible, fearing being followed by those back in the hideout. Though it was unlikely anyone would since their objective was probably to defend, there was always a chance that one might follow in order to get rid of witnesses and prevent them from calling for backup. For this reason, getting among the crowds in town was Sam's first stop, where it would be difficult for anyone to attack her. From there, it wasn't too difficult to get back to her ship... "Maybe another time, guys..." She muttered as she raised the sails, a small part of her wishing the strangers she had got to know at the temple luck even though she would probably never see them again. OOC
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| Karasuma | Oct 24 2014, 10:20 PM Post #65 |
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The pole-vault caught Isao off guard as Lei went from charging at him to being airborne in a split second. This was followed by the staff thundering from above, impacting so hard that it tore a line of agony down Isao's arm before cracking into the floor. Ignoring the pain, Isao gathered himself for Lei's descent, crouching low before leaping up to meet his descending opponent blades first, feeling the keen edges bit into muscle and then crack into bone as he drove his fists into Lei's ribcage. Feeling the crack of bone reverberating up his arms flipped a switch somewhere deep in Isao's mind and the world slid away, reduced to a red-soaked point of light as he slammed the bleeding form of his foe into the floor, leapt atop him, and mercilessly rained blow after razor edged blow down upon him. When the world snapped back into focus Isao found he was standing over Lei's prone and slashed form, the man's clothes torn to shreds and his body littered with cuts and gashes, some of which were bleeding quite heavily. Oddly this sight didn't disturb Isao as it once might have, in fact he was completely calm as he reached down and snapped the chain holding the book to Lei's hip. "I don't know if you'll live through all that blood loss Lei, nor do I really care at this point. You almost ruined everything today, and your buddies have still messed with my future in ways I can't comprehend, especially if they get away with my crewmate, so I don't have the time to waste on you or your pathetic grudge." Leaving the bleeding man in a heap Isao pulled the staff from the crater it had made in the ground and took a moment to bandage up the bleeding stripe on his arm. Despite being blunt, the pole had been moving fast enough to rip a narrow strip of skin off his arm before it ploughed into the floor. Testing the pole with a couple of swipes, Isao spun it completely before using it as a walking stick as he made his way in the direction that Annabel and giant man had gone, despite the fact that he did so alone, his temporary companions nowhere to be seen. OOC
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| ShadowBlade | Nov 4 2014, 10:22 AM Post #66 |
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The sound of flip flops hitting the rock beneath the orange haired man's feet echoed about. His right hand rested against his pocket while his left held a translucent bag, synonymous to a grocery bag. It seemed the plastic like bag had a few picked vegetables in it. He was halted for a moment as he noticed a few guards carrying rifles standing in front of the door; this would be a problem. He stopped in his tracks as he inspected the men speaking. Trevelyan's bored brown eyes gazed up at the large wooden door. His senses gauged what was behind the door, hidden from his view. It was always handy to have this ability of the minds eye. A few moments passed by with this orange haired male simply standing and looking out towards the door, sensing things that were going on inside. He simply shifted himself to the left, taking a small step in that direction. It was a moment later that Sam emitted from the door. He would have caught her, had it not been for the feeling that he got that she was alright. He trusted his senses and instead looked forward. Inside, he saw a rather impending figure alongside Allabel. There was the man called Isao as well who seemed to be engaging in battle. It appeared as though the guards from earlier were all knocked away as well; swatted like flies out of the way. Without a second thought, Trevelyan began pacing forward until he reached the confines of the castle. He didn't really say much and he didn't want to stand out. He let out a small yawn, though loud enough to get some attention. He looked around, seemingly ignoring the situation that was present. "Where may I find Mr. Afro? I wish to inquire him about a debt he owes." He asked, seemingly not speaking to anyone in particular as he stood in the door way, nonchalantly. All the while, he was sensing out where he felt Cynthia and her presence. He would make his way there soon enough, he didn't like feeling what he was feeling. It was almost like a loud cry in the back of his mind. He admitted, it made him feel and remember things he didn't want to. His heart twisted a little, but he kept his cool for now. Edited by ShadowBlade, Nov 4 2014, 11:42 AM.
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| Supermaou | Nov 4 2014, 02:53 PM Post #67 |
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Whiles laying on the ground in a puddle of his own blood, Lei layed there thinking it was the end, but something sparked deep within in, why should he walk away free, why should he get away! that weak son of a bitch! he thought to him self as he left him self up with all his strength and stood up on his feet, "y-y-you think its over....it will never be over!!" he said with a weak voice, his body started to glow green, it must of been a technique from Isao's book?. Meanwhile Justin attempted to take advantage of Isao being wounded "Time for some payback from back in that shitty temple kerororo" leaping towards Isao, it would almost seem that Justin would have the upper hand, but just before he could grab Isao, Lei suddenly charged in and stricken Justin with full force, with a lifeless expression on Justin's face he flew threw the air with blood drooling out of his nose and mouth "Justin! damn you Lei, you team killing bastard!" shouted Sylvander as he watched Justin's dead body fell like a doll to the ground, Lei simple stood like a stature, his body seemed to shake wildly until he grabbed his chest as a lightening bolt of pain stabbed his heart as he fell to the ground, blood then spurted out from his mouth, "s-s-shi...ugh..." and like that, Lei dead, if it wasn't due to the blood lost it was most likely due to using the technique from Isao's book, it seemed like he was too weak to use such strong technique which coursed him to have did of heart failure. Annabel simply stood there with a blank look on her face, she didn't care much for Justin or Lei in the first place, but it didn't mean she enjoyed seeing people dyeing in front of her, she then turned to Isao, looking at him as he took leis staff and used it as a walking stick, she couldn't help but respecting him, not for his strength, but more for his will power to still stand and walk up to those that are stronger then himself, but regardless, she had a mission to accomplish, but, before she could speak out, a familiar voice popped out from the corner of the building, turning around, it was him? what the hell was he doing here? and who the hell is Mr Afro? Sylvander turned towards Trevelyan with a pissed off look on his face "that dose it, I'm fed up with all these none sexy people walking into our base like it was some theme park!" and like that Sylvander charged full speed towards Trevelyan, Sylvander moved so fast it was almost seemed that he vanished and reappeared next to Trevelyan attempting to send a full powered kick at him, aiming towards his chest. |
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| Karasuma | Nov 6 2014, 11:40 PM Post #68 |
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Seeing the frog man leap his way, Isao was gearing himself up to swing the staff like a baseball bat, hoping that it would be enough to swat the annoyance from the air, but it turned out to be completely unnecessary, as a green-glowing Lei did it for him. The wet cracking sound that the impact of the two made told Isao one thing, that Justin was dead, or going to be within minutes. You didn't have that kind of sound come from your chest and still walk away at the end of the day. Justin's flamboyant comrade seemed rather miffed by Lei so casually murdering his friend, but to Isao's eye it appeared that Lei had problems of his own, standing still as he was, veins bulging on his forehead, and a curious expression on his face, part anger, part horrified curiosity. Seeing the sudden look of pain that flashed to Lei's face, Isao knew what had happened, and looked on with pity and a touch of sadness as his onetime rival, fellow martial artist, and, while bullheaded and stupid to a fault, innocent man collapse to the floor, dead and gone in the blink of an eye. "That idiot, I told him to stay down, and I told him those techniques couldn't be used without months or years of training" Turning to face the remaining people in the room, Isao steeled himself for the worst, all the while thinking about the technique Lei had used. If memory served it was a technique to increase one's physical power many times over, but according to the book it would put unimaginable strain on the body, leading up to death if not used in either short durations, or after long periods of incremental use training, as Isao had just witnessed. As he limped forward, Isao prepared to use the staff offensively, until he heard Trevelyan's voice from behind, followed by Sylvander's outrage and charge. And in that moment, despite himself and his position, Isao had to turn his head slightly and sneek a peek at what was about to unfold. Maybe it would confirm his hunch about just how strong Trevelyan was, and how much the man's help, if granted, would assist in getting Cynthia the hell out of here. |
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| ShadowBlade | Nov 9 2014, 04:22 PM Post #69 |
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Interesting, it seemed as though everyone turned to face him. It wasn't Trevelyan's intention for everyone to actually face him. Rather, he wanted to find the Afro man Adams. He wasn't entirely sure of his whereabouts, but the man did say that he would pay him back. Trevelyan's bored eyes scanned the room. Of course the usual suspects were around, though he wasn't sure why they were standing around. Well...that wasn't true either. Through Trevelyan's hazel eyes, he could sense with his minds eye just what was going on around him. The thoughts of others became much more vivid and he could utilize a sense of understanding. The main question in his mind was where was the female. However, he wouldn't say that outright, no. It wasn't quite like him to get involved in such matters. Rather, he simply wanted to stroke his curiosity and take small steps into a world he knew all too well. It was only a moment as he looked around. The eyes that stared at him were rather interesting. Even Isao had turned around during battle to notice him; Trevelyan had taken note of that. There was a strange sensation, it felt like everyone wanted to see how 'deep the pool was'; or so to speak. Trevelyan was never one to care about such things. He had lived his life of combat and had seen a fair share of bloodshed. It seemed now he didn't have much of a choice but to fight. There was the same man who delivered a kick to Trevelyan earlier. This man obviously seemed hostile. Trevelyan could sense his attack and knew just where it was coming from. It wasn't like him to do some exaggerated move or flex his powers. Rather, as the man came full force, Trevelyan decided it best to simply harden the black metallic coating under his full robe cover. Seeing as he knew where the man would strike, he preemptively moved his body. Trevelyan kept light on his feet and dipping in his stance. Pushing back, he once more found himself connecting with the kick, being pushed back. However, without Sylvander's knowledge, he would be kicking a dense metallic armor that was Trevelyan's chest. The man had also moved back with the hit, to take it. This time however, it didn't move him back nearly as much. Sliding back on his feet, Trevelyan kept his hands to his sides. He let out a soft sigh or breath after the kick; looking at the floor. A moment later, he looked up towards everyone once more. He lifted the bag, blinking. "If I may ask once more, where is Mr. Adams? I believe he owes a debt to the Cactus Monastery and I have come to collect it.". It was strange, It was like Trev completely ignored the fact that he was kicked. He turned his gaze over to Isao for a brief moment. "Isao, I see we have met once more. Please do not allow my presence to distract you in any way." He said to him, gently telling him to focus on his opponent. For now, he wouldn't make any type of scene. Trevelyan was still attempting to locate the girl. It appeared the other girl had left his sight, he wasn't sure where she had landed. Perhaps she had gone, but he knew she was alright while in flight earlier. In any case, he stood poised as ever, holding the grocery bag upwards and staring bored. |
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| Supermaou | Nov 13 2014, 03:48 PM Post #70 |
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Striking Trevelyan, he was sure that it would send him flying, but it didn't, in fact, he hardly moved at all and hitting him was like he drove his foot into titanium, pushing him self back, he couldn't believe that there was a man within these brats could take a move of his head on, Sylvander tidied his jacket and flicked his hair aside in an elegant manner "its not every day I meet another sexy man like my self, you want to know where Adam is?" showing a grin he made a fancy turn and then pointed up, "he is up in the top room with Mr Noble, but you wont be able to get to him unless you open the door at the end of this hall way" Sylvander closed his eyes and started to remove pieces of his clothing's "but to open that door you'll need a key which only I have" Throwing his jacket and shirt onto the floor he took out a key from his trouser pocket, he then looked at Trevelyan whiles licking his lips, and with one swift pull, he wiped off his trousers which revealed a bright pink thong, he then struck a flex and span around "and to get the key, you'll need to defeat me, in my most sexiest form" slamming his feet to the ground he places the key down his pants and then suddenly bulked up, not in a ridicules way mind you, he then flicked his hair that started to form into a pair of pink wrings, "behold! my sexy power!!" Sylvander grinned as he ran at top speed at Trevelyan, he was so fast now that he could crate doubles of him self, circling Trevelyan, all Trevelyan could see was blur copy's of Sylvander "hahaha I'm going to kill you where you stand sexy one and after I'm finished with you I'll be getting that candy boy with the staff next!!" raising his finger, bullets of energy that started to fire towards Trevelyan all around him in attempt to overwhelm Trevelyan with shigan bullets. Watching is horror, Annabel didn't really know what to think about t Sylvaners sudden...transformation... as she shock her head and portended it never excised, her gaze soon turned back to Isao "did you're teacher ever tell you not to look away from you're enemy" she said in hopes to grab his attention, "you people don't have to continue this you know, you can just let Trevelyan get his money from Adam and walk away from here and we can put this whole mess behind us, you have you're book back yes? what else is there for you here?" there was a certain curiosity to the tone of Annabels voice, even though Isao was a pirate, she couldn't help but wonder why he was fighting so much to get back this women, she always thought that pirates where all selfish and only cares for gold. |
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| Karasuma | Nov 17 2014, 05:55 PM Post #71 |
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Seeing the frankly horrifying disrobe sequence and subsequent fight, Isao could only really think two things, "okay yeah, Trevelyan is definitely strong, probably stronger than Cynthia, and OH GODS MY EYES, THEY BLEED!" And yet, horrifying as the thong and now duplicates of the thong were, Isao couldn't exactly divert his attention completely from the ensuing combat. This Sylvander person, terrible as he might be to look at, was no slouch in combat, moving at close to the limit of what Isao could percieve, and launching attacks that probably would have riddle him with holes and mortal wounds. Fascinating as the fight was, much in the way a slow motion train-wreck is, Isao did eventually turn his attention back to Annabel."Well my teacher did tell me something of the sort yes, but your compatriot over there did just basically promise to kill me, and he's fascinating to look at, in much the same manner as a dreadful and gory accident, horrible, but enrapturing." Altering his stance, Isao got himself ready to engage Annabel, when he remembered what had happened in the entry hall, and exactly what it had felt like to hit her. "Then again my teacher and parents also told me not to play with dolls, and from the last time I hit you, it feels like you fall into that category." Then a flash of inspiration came to him and Isao walked over to the wall, grabbing a torch from one of the sconces on the wall and walking determinedly back towards his opponent. "Why you ask? Yes it's true I have my book back, and Lei was an idiot for taking it, moreso of one for trying to use it's contents. As for Trevelyan, he has his thing with Adam, but I originally came here for Cynthia before your frog-man robbed me at Lei's behest. See Cynthia's my friend, my crewmate, and I won't just leave her to the likes of you and this "Mr Noble", who incidentally sounds like a complete scumbag. So enough of words, let's begin." Brandishing the torch, Isao advanced slowly but steadily, making sure to watch Annabel's reactions to the flaming object as it whipped back and forth through the air towards her. Edited by Karasuma, Nov 19 2014, 09:52 PM.
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| ShadowBlade | Nov 22 2014, 02:00 PM Post #72 |
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There was a sigh as Trevelyan's bored hazel eyes gazed upon the flamboyant man. His entire aura was a rather mellow feel which began to fill the atmosphere around him. He simply gazed at Sylvander with the same expression he had given everyone else. The rather lack of enthusiasm on his part was perhaps insulting. He watched the man perform his rather lewd acts. Trevelyan simply blinked as though nothing had happened, no real reaction at all. Quite interesting to see such colorful people within this world wasn't it? To each their own. In his peripheral vision however, he noticed Isao turning back to his proper position, that was good. Now though, he had to deal with this strange man. In order to get the key, it would seem he would have to fight. Trevelyan despised fighting so much, it was really something he'd rather avoid. "Please allow me to meet with Mr. Adams without a frivolous task". Trevelyan spoke. He hoped that this man would actually listen to him and give him the key...after he thoroughly washed it of course. However, the orange hair wouldn't be so lucky. The man rushed him instead. Trevelyan's eyes narrowed slightly, something that perhaps wouldn't be noticed. He could sense the man as he encircled him. His fingers raising to position themselves to flick something towards him. Trevelyan kept his body rather lucid as he went to reach into his pocket. At this moment, Sylvander would be now circling Trevelyan at high speeds. Trevelyan could see every moment, even behind his back. He knew just where the man was going and every angle of his attack. As Sylvander's finger would push the first projectile, there would be a slow motion in the atmosphere. His finger would push out what looked like a clear bullet of rapidly spinning air shot out. The aim was to the right of Trevelyan, towards his back. The lucid man stayed put a few seconds before, where he tilted his head and shifted slowly to the right. The bullet went in between two small strands of his hair; liberating a few of them. Trev's face was unchanging as the man attacked. Instead, he had reached into his pocket and was doing so. his lucid movements continued to have him stumble around rather wildly; swaying like a cloth in wind. The sound of piercing bullets would be heard as they shot through glass and the wall. The sharp shooting noise would emit throughout, as the bullets crashed wildly into objects; they were missing their intended target. It was only a moment later that Trevelyan finally pulled out his spatula. He didn't do anything fancy with it, as he moved in an erratic and rhythmic pattern. Instead, he simply out stretched his arm where Sylvander was encircling him. His feet planted as his left hand simply stuck out with the spatula. At that moment, something interesting would happen. Sylvander's speed was rather great. The man was focused upon firing his bullets as well. A second before he was about to pass Trevelyan's left side, the man had stuck out a spatula. As he encircled, he would find a spatula carefully placed by his left foot. As he ran, he would run directly into the spatula. Though blunt, the combined speed of this man running into it and Trevelyan's strength to hold it firm, would equate to nearly 2/3rds of his leg being chopped off. The man simply swayed, his eyes bored as ever. |
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| Supermaou | Dec 1 2014, 05:31 PM Post #73 |
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Taking a swift glance over at Sylvander, she looked back at Isao with a smirk on her face "well, he is a special case, he would be a fun guy to be around if he wasn't such a hypocrite" Watching Isao taking a stance she kept her eye on him whiles he continued to speak "oh? then I advice you to play nice with me then" Isao then continued to answer her question she asked him a while ago, he really wanted to save this Cynthia women, even though he is half beaten up, his prepared to fight on, dose he cares then he could get killed? Annabels eyes shrunk as she saw Isao take up the touch and wave it in front of him, stepping back slightly she knew there that he figured out her weakness, after all, she was a doll women, her very body was like a doll, made off cotton and thread, unlike a normal human being, she would burn up like paper, for some odd reason she couldn't attack him, she knew she could, but she couldn't maybe it was his will to rescue his friend, or it was his un pirate like characteristics. "bela bela bela bela" A den den mushi suddenly cried out from her pockets, Annabel suddenly had a serious look on her face "Dexter!" Dexter's hand suddenly shielded Annabel from the touch's flames, not really aiming to hit Isao though, picking up the den den mushi a formilliar voice spoke out, Isao made be able to recognize the voice if his memory is good enough "Yes Commander?" "how's it going?" "Can't really speak at the moment, but what I can say is that I have bumped into some of the pirates that escaped from you that day" "The white hair pirates? I thought they broke up since their captain is dead? guess some of them are still up to know good, I don't know if they have connection with what's going here, maybe this is turning into a drug issuer, hold them there, I'm on my way" "roger that". Putting the den den mushi away, she looked past the finger tips of Dexter and right at Isao, she then sighed and waved at Dexter "looks like the cat is out the bag" "dah....." Dexter replied in a simple manner, "Listen carefully, I don't care if you trust me or not, but if you want you're friend back you'll listen to me carefully, I don't know what you have done in the past, nor do I wish to know, you have no idea what you're up agents here, and if you continuer like you are now, you'll die, so I'm going to help you get you're friend back". Turning her head to look at Sylvander and Trevelyan, she continued to speak in a serious tone to her voice "we have no time to wait for you're friend back there, so if you want my help, then you'll follow me now" Annabel then took out a pair of keys and threw them towards Isao, "these are the keys for the prison door and her cuffs, now follow me quickly, like I said, we don't have much time, I prefer if he didn't catch me" Annabel then walked toward the door that Isao and the others where originally going to walk though, but before opening it she turned to Dexter "Dexter dear, you're going to have to shrink" turning his head he looked at Annabel in a confusing and puzzled look in his eyes "transform damn it..." and as his a sudden idea came into Dexter's head, he suddenly started to shrink down and turn into a small brown fluffy platypus, bending down, Annabel picked him up and help onto him as him he was a teddy bear "lets go" Meanwhiles the fight with Trevelyan and Sylvander was getting tense, as Sylvander continued to run around him like a speed demon "haha are you overwhelmed by my sexiness! I don't blame you, not many people can match my spe-" with out warning, a sudden shock up pain bolted right up Sylvanders leg as he found him self plummeting into the ground and rolling across the ground, time soon caught up to him as he grabbed what was left of his leg and started to roll around in pain "son of a pitch you cut my leg of graaah!" he crawled to the side as he glared angrily at Trevelyan "what's with that look? you think you're sexier then me, huh? I'll show you!!!" using what strength he had left, he lifted his body up with his hands and swung his other leg at Trevelyan, "Rankyaku!" a cutting shockwave crashed towards Trevelyan, aiming to cut him in half, Sylvander continued to swing his leg again, sending more Rankyaku shockwaves at him in a wild manner "Die already!" though with each Rankyaku shockwave he sent out, each one was getting weaker and weaker due to the blood spelling out of his leg. 15 years back on Awestralia, the day before the incident, after the party On the night that the pirates attacked, the night was strangely cold and bitter, the feeling was unforgettable, it was like being covered in a blankets of ice, the image of burning houses and screaming people was all to clear, "grandma grandma! whats going on!!" "stay inside grandma will protect you" pushing Cynthia behind herself, Cynthia could only watch as the sound of swords and gun shots echoed the cold air "i-i-i'm scared gran- grandma!" the door was suddenly kicked in as a group of pirates attempted to burst in "Cynthia, stand back..." with the crack of her fist, Grandma Valentine lunched forwards and crashed her pulm into the first pirates chin, the sound of breaking bones would echo the air around them as the pirate was sent flying into the group behind them crashing them down like bowling pins. walking out of her horse slowly she looked down at the pirates in an deadly annoyed manner "did you're mother's ever teach you that its rude to enters somebodies house with out permission, you disrespectful whelps" "and was you ever tout to not turn back on you're enemy old hag!" and out of know where grandma valentine was knocked off her feet and too her horror, Cynthia screamed pieced her heart "No!! Cynthia!!!" "grandma he-" Cynthia was then suddenly punched into the stomach which knocked her out "oi oi, don't bruise the merchandise, don't want my noble to get angry do ya?" the pirates looked over to a showery finger that held a huge cigar "Listen old hag, he own ya stuff now, ya don't have anything to worry about we have no interest in old and used items" grinning he walked off and waved in the air "come on boys, lets head out before the marines arrive" "Come back, Cynthia! CYNTHIAAAAA!!!!" Grandma Valentine could only shout as Cynthia was carried away. Back in the present The echo's of her Grandma's cries freshly rang in her mind, the feeling of feeling weak and helpless filled her mind as if it only happened yesterday, it sickened her, to feel so helpless again, biting help, she tightened her fist she attempted to use all her strength to break out of the cuffs that bonded her to the wall above, her teeth beard together, but it was useless, the power of the sea stone drained all the strength out of her, leaving her hanging once again, she then suddenly remembered the people she meet, the people that came with her to the island and that she travelled with, even thought the only one left was Isao, she couldn't bear to face them like this, she didn't want him getting hurt because of her past, her fist tightened once agent as she started to struggle out of the cuffs once again, blood dripped from her wrists as her skin grinded against the sea stone cuffs, but again, it was useless. |
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| Karasuma | Dec 7 2014, 03:50 PM Post #74 |
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Isao was internally relieved to see Anabelle retreating before the burning torch, confirming the hunch that she must be some sort of fruit user who was weaker to fire. That relief was short lived, as a den-den mushi call broke the advantage Isao had been enjoying and brought Dexter in to the fight, ruining the moment with his giant mitts. The fading relief further sank to become absolute dread as Isao heard the voice on the other end of the line, that of the marine who had almost ended Cynthia and himself on their first little adventure together, Bain. Listening in on the conversation, Isao had a few thoughts, one of which being Bain is coming here?! oh crap!, and the second being Wait a second, why the hell would a bounty hunter answer a call from, let alone take orders from a marine? The exchange however produced an even more startling shift in Anabelle's demeanor, causing her to go from questioning and guarded to resigned. This was quickly followed by a promise of help in getting Cynthia back, and a flying set of keys to the face, which on hearing what they would unlock, Isao scooped up off the floor. "Okay I think that I sort of comprehend what's going on here, but as we go, please at least tell me if I'm hitting the mark. From what I can gather you're some sort of doll-woman fruit user, who also happens to be a marine working for a bounty hunter, and also taking orders from one of the scariest individuals I've ever had the misfortune to run into, and now you're helping me?" The line of questioning was further cut off by Dexter the giant shrinking down into some sort of tiny duck-billed furry critter, which Anabelle then scooped up and insisted they hurry onwards. Isao stood dumbstruck for a few precious seconds before following Anabelle, shouting back towards Trevelyan,Trevelyan I'm saving my partner then we're out of here. I'd imagine that the man you need to see is somewhere near where I'm headed. When that pink pest stops bugging you, it's this door over here.As he walked through the door, Isao dropped the torch on the threshold to clearly indicate which way to go. As he walked with Anabelle, approaching the cells, Isao was muttering to himself "I solemnly swear to myself that after today nothing is going to shock me anymore, doll people, pink nightmares, platypus people...this world is so messed up, like I'm living in a children's book or something." |
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| ShadowBlade | Dec 10 2014, 03:39 PM Post #75 |
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The orange haired man's brown eyes disappeared for a moment as he blinked. In front of him was Sylvander whom he'd been so easy to cut; it was a bit of a shame. He had hoped he wouldn't hurt the man too much. Sadly, his eyes fell upon a man who seemed to be bleeding heavily and on the floor. The eyes he looked at him with were nothing but frustration and anger. It seemed he still wanted to continue the fight despite his injury. Trevelyan's eyes narrowed as he noticed the man's hand's moving. His foot lifting as the blood trickled down. He pushed off his left foot; shuffling to the right. The shockwave rang out and flew past him, crashing into the wall behind him. He gazed towards the man with rather intent-less eyes. There was a moment where he paused and slowly walked towards the man. He noted that he was now bleeding. Trevelyan set down his groceries and removed his cloak. He was now wearing an orange hoodie which was zipped near his top abdominal. He wore shorts with spots on them and sandals. He tossed Sylvander the cloak. He knelt down, picking up the bag of groceries once more as he lifted himself up. Trevelyan's foot steps echoed as we walked. He stopped for a moment, not looking back. "I believe you can't fight with those injuries anymore. I'd say it's best if you just wrapped that up. If you still want to fight, come back when that leg is healed". With that, he was on his way. The orange hair's foot steps echoed as he could feel some generous intent coming from where Isao and the former 'monk' were. He eye'd the two, Annabel seemed to be aiding them. She didn't need to say anything, Trevelyan could feel her emotions. It was then that he was met with the voice of Isao. It seemed he was trying to lure Trevelyan to aiding him. However, he did have a good point. It seemed he would find that man near where their ally was. He would see just why this man was so intent on saving this girl. In any case, he gave them a nod and continued walking forward. He seemed quite bored as he did so, but he didn't pay it much attention. His plastic like bag began to ruffle as he walked towards where the two were. It was time to see what would happen next. |
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