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When Legends Clash!
Topic Started: Apr 24 2017, 02:53 PM (434 Views)
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The classic sound of the Soru technique rang through the sky before the Wild Performance model of the Clarabomb went off. The clouds would bulge and contort above them with the massive blast, fire spinning through the air. Clara stayed on guard before she saw the man appear before her, his sword pointed towards her face. Her eyes opened wide, the jade coloured gaze matched with a delighted expression as she slapped both of her hands towards the sword, her head moving out of the way.

"You foo - eugh!" she coughed, feeling something cold splatter against her stomach. Looking down, she saw an odd substance cover her, something dastardly coursing through her veins because of it. The world around her shook. "You can poison people," she stated, her hands working their magic along the length of his sword. She had to act as fast as she could, especially now that she had a major disadvantage.

Her fingers would squeeze and contort, kneading the blades length in the short span that she was allowed, the effects of her devil fruit coming to life.
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William could not believe his luck. Not only did she fall for his feint, but she touched the seastone edged blade voluntarily. He had no idea why, and did not allow himself to wonder about it, not until this skirmish was over anyway. Instead he reacted as fast as he could to her movement, grabbing her rabbit-paw in his stronger grip and pressing it against the blade to make sure that she feels the full effect of the seastone.

Pressing his advantage, and knowing that he has no means by which to defend against the bombs, William followed up shooting a beam of feathers from his raised knee towards Clara.

Unbenkownest to William, who was only paying attention to the opportunity to defeat his opponent more than to his sword, Artemis was affected by the kneeding ability of the mythical zoan, and about half of the length of the blade was a bit smudged and blunted, though the musketeer was still not aware of this.

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Edited by Franky, Apr 30 2017, 06:50 AM.
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The nausea hit hard. Without any warning, a feeling of absolute exhaustion washed over clarabell's body, making her limbs feel heavy and her body felt the effects of gravity take hold once again. The only reason why Clara wasn't plummeting down to the ground below was due to William's powerful grasp of her paw. Looking towards the blade, she realised where her plan had gone awry. "Seastone... Haven't gotten used to that one yet," she groaned, the effects of the poisonous quagmire still taking hold.

With a sharp sound, Clarabell found that a number of feathers had swiftly embedded themselves into the front of her body. The dagger like objects stuck out of her thigh, stomach and chest, scratching against, or in some places even having pierced, her Asteria body suit. "Eureka," she grunted, holding up her gun towards the man before firing the pastel coloured laser beam.

Right now, she needed this man off of her!

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One giant clap of thunder bellowed through the sky along with the explosion of the laser on William's armor. The musketeer found himself reeling backwards away from his target, in pain from the two latest explosions that he took. He felt like his own armor had hit him in the chest from the force of impact, which was not a pleasant feeling. His skin was bruised all over, and he had even suffered minor cuts from awkwardly placed feathers pressing against his skin.

Looking at his sword, he could see that the blade wasn't as solid as it should be at certain places. Is this her ability? he thought, realizing that the only thing that could possibly do this to Artemis would be a devil fruit ability. If the sword wasn't made of seastone, it would have been ruined completely.

The musketeer decided that it was finally time to see if he could finish her with feathers alone. He used his wings to fly even farther above, and gain the upper ground, before starting to fire feathers down towards Clara. She would have nowhere to run. he thought, observing the wide range that his feathers were covering around the jade rabbit.

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With William's grip having been released and Clara's hand freed from the tip of the rapier, she found that she no longer felt the sickening effects of the seastone. She had to take a second to stop herself from throwing up, never having experienced discomfort quite like that. She could feel the negative effects of the poisonous quagmires take hold on her, her body still feeling sluggish.

Looking up, she could see the musketeer rising far above her, the rain from the storm pelting down on both of them. "This storm is ruining my make-up, I hope you're happy," she shot up towards the musketeer, feeling the black lines that ran down along her face trickle down her neck. No doubt did she appear to be far scarier than normal. The more it rained, the more of her white face paint would be wiped away, revealing the jade tinted skin underneath. "Now what do you think you're doing?!" she roared, angling herself upwards, her breath dial shoes allowing her to bound upwards.

Much to her own personal dilemna though, she would be met with a torrent of glinting, metal feathers. Similar to the previous technique, this one would spawn a furious amount of feathers. "A downpour of feathers met with a torrent of fireworks," Clara began, tossing her own small explosive up into the air, this one opening up to release an insane amount of fireworks that rocketed up towards the sea of feathers above it.

"Clarabomb: Lighting up the Show!"

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William was able to see that everyone who was in the tent had started seeking more solid and permanent refuge now in nearby trailers, but there were still the brave few who stood around the big top, admiring the show unfolding above them. Between the fireworks, the poison sludge flying everywhere as the feathers wilted after being struck down, the glistening rain, and the lightning storm around the two fighters, William would have really liked to see this fight from their point fo view. It must have been amazing to witness such a thing.

Instead though, he had a mission to finish. He needed to capture the pirate, so he focused on striking all the explosives before they amde their way towards him. It didn't seem like these fireworks had any kind of guidance, so it was rather easy to pick off the ones that made their way past the feathers and close to him.

It was still rather clever of Clara to use such a technique though, as his feathers suffered the same fate of being unable to reach the clown girl.

When the exchange was finished, William found himself getting tired a little bit. He could tell that the decisive moment was getting closer. Taking a deep breath, he looked at himself and realized that, having shot feathers from all over his body, he was down to his underwear and his hat.

He had a red linen mask in his hand, and he put it on his head, dropping the hat to the ground:
"It's time for you to see my true power." he stated calmly in a attempt to avoid facing his embarassment. Somehow though, even if it was just a joke, the mask gave him more confidence and rejuvenated his resolve to defeat Clara. Pointing towards Clara using his sword, he declared: "Prepare yourself, I will defeat you now!"

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From her point of view, Clara saw the feathers come raining down before her own explosive went off. When it did, it fired off in a far wider reach than William's attack, the fireworks exploding into colourful Clarabell's, each of whom performed their own rudimentary martial art technique, a lot of them clapping or snatching the feathers to stop them in their tracks. With all of the lights that were going off, she doubted that William would be able to track everything that was happening.

Clara on the other hand was more than used to explosive flashes, her eyes watching as feathers pierced through some of these fireworks and came crashing down towards her. She would spin and dive past some of them, but would fine herself at the stinging mercy of more cuts. Even still, she shot upwards, ignoring the amount of tears in her performance outfit, which was now hanging off of her, leaving her light blue body suit exposed.

As she shot upwards, she saw something she didn't think that she would. A look of shock came across her face as she looked upon the underwear clad masked man.

Crack

A bolt of lightning blasted past the two of them, highlighting the look of shock upon the jade haired clown.

"You're a pervert?! Is that why your attacks keep ripping up my clothes?" she asked, her high voice now turning to a squeak as she hugged her body. Her hands then sliding down as she reached for two bombs, tossing them both with an angry yell. The first of these bombs was painted red, the material covering it inflating before popping and releasing a massive updraft beneath the musketeer, carrying enough force that it should lift him towards the storm clouds up above. "Spectacle Effect: Bubbaloon followed by my staunch guardian, The Storm!"

The second bomb was reminiscent to a cloud, only from it sprung a blue haired raijin, who gave an embarrassed look in William's direction, her body shaking before the cloud turned black, a blast of electricity springing from it. A weak enough blast, it would only serve to connect with the lightning that swam through the clouds up above before the small version of Sam Wright slammed her fists down toward her cloud in embarrassment, releasing a massive blast of electricity, calling upon the lightning in the clouds.

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"That's just preposterous!" William exclaimed, abashed at the accusation, yet he found himself unable to state that he didn't like her that way. He wondered when the hell he would actually find a way not to lose his clothes when fighting, to avoid such embarassment. All masks and pretense aside, the merchant was tired of filling his wardrobe anew every few months. If he had found shopping for clothes any kind of fun, he would have bothered to change his outfit from time to time.

The accusation coming from Clara had distracted the man enough so that her first bomb detonated without issues. Thankfully for the newly transformed luchador, the only effect of the bomb was a strong wind that pushed him upwards towards the clouds. Having been avoiding to get too close towards the clouds, William was filled with a sense of dread at the possibility of getting struck by lightning. He was after all a flying lightning rod. In fact, he had wondered how a lightning bolt came so close between the two of them and didn't actually hit him.

Will wasn't able to get out of the wind current soon enough to dodge the second bomb, but he was surprised to see that the product of the bomb was nothing like the normal explosions he had seen before. Instead, the familiar figure of another pirate William knew by bounty poster: Sam Wright. William refused to get distracted again, and focused on the fact that it was clearly some sort of electric discharge. He prepared to fire some feathers towards the bomb, so they can act as lightning rods and swallow some of the impact, but the discharge was apparently aimed above him.

"Damn..." he said as the cloud contorted above him. The bolt came exactly at the moment he started firing. A storm of feathers, much like the one he fired towards clara earlier, found itself heading towards the cloud, but even with all the warning signs, William was not able to prevent himself from getting electrocuted.

Incidentally however, all the feathers that made their way into the cloud, would be falling down in clara's direction a little bit later, charged with massive amounts of electricity.
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"Clahaha - Ah!" Clara began, her laugh cut short by the feathers that shot down towards her. As she attempted to dodge them, she found that the electricity caught within them would form a net, catching her by surprise and sending volts of electricity through her entire body. This sudden return shock caused the breath dials in her feet to act up, temporarily releasing more air than they were meant to. This sudden burst caused her to rocket upwards into the air, barrelling into William, aimed to enter the sea of clouds.

Opening her eyes, jade lit up by the lightning surrounding them, she realised that they were now somewhere that they shouldn't be. "What an electric atmosphere we have," she stated bluntly, spinning about. A strike of lightning raced towards them, causing Clara to kick away from the human lighting rod. "Can't say I like people interrupting my shows..." she began, taking a bobm from her belt. "But that's nothing compared to something so annoyingly flashy!" she roared, throwing her explosive into the heart of the storm.

"Clarabomb: Breathtaking!" she screamed, her voice matched by the roar of thunder and the sound of the bomb detonating. Due to the unique properties this explosive had, it targeted the lightning within the clouds, blasting it all away and outside of their fight. From outside of the storm, any who were looking up would see a massive bolts of lightning escape the darkened clouds, as if they were too afraid to come between the two two powerful forces that were fighting within their domain.

As the lightning cleared out, nought but the sound of rain was to be heard. With an angry sigh, the clown turned to face William, whose shape she would only barely be able to see. "Evened the playing field a bit... Not because I want to fight or anything, but I can't prove I'm better with you at such a petty disadvantage," she scoffed.

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The musketeer found himself falling slightly when he was able to regain control over his motor functions. Damn, I still have much to learn. he thought, remembering all the incredible stories he heard as a kid about swordsmen who could cut things such as fire and lightning. A skill like that would have come in rather handy today.

William was impressed. Pulling such a feat as to drain a storm cloud from electric charge was something unheard of. Well, not completely unheard of really. He had engineered something euqally impossible on Las Arcadas, with the help of Uncarayne's expertise on electricity and Eve's command over it, as well as the strength of all those present. He wasn't sure about what he was seeing, but he guessed it went along the lines opposite to what happened there, when Eve used the metalic structure of the island to pull Arcadia's weapon of mass destruction towards a specific spot where it would land. Still, he was impressed that Clara had both the knowledge and the power to pull something like this off.

Disregarding the condescending comment, William decided to be a good sport. He put his hands together for Clara and clapped slowly in her honor, with an expression on his face that said: "Not bad!" He was rather glad he wasn't going to experience the agony of getting electrocuted again. After all, there were only explosions on a massive scale that he can't dodge or cut to worry about now. No big deal, really!

William decided that it was time to put it all on the balance right then. He would either win or lose. He gripped Artemis tightly in his hand, and the sword responded to his affection. Clara would be able to witness something that she has probably never seen before. An entire jungle spread on the ground below them, obscuring Clara's stage and the entire carnival around it, and from the center, a single big tree would emerge into the sky to engulf William's form, making it seem as if he himself were part of it.

William would come down on Clara with a soru step, and then attempt to stab her with the rapier in his hand, though to Clara herself, it would appear as if the entire tree was lashing down at her like a giant wooden whip, and William's sword would appear as if being a mere thorn in the tree.

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Clara couldn't believe her eyes. It was almost as if they had entered into an entirely separate realm. From nowhere, William's entire presence had shifted, followed quickly by the sounds of rustling leaves and the soft noises of animals dwelling within woodlands. "How is this?" she asked, in utter disbelief at the scene that developed before her. The clouds that surrounded both her and the musketeer were brushed aside, replace by the immense vision of a massive tree growing behind the man, its bark growing over the body of the masked man.

"How - Eh?" she was cut off, the Stymphalian Bird Man appearing before her, his rapier held at the ready as he prepared hiss strike, the blade itself reminiscent to a coiled up branch. Unable to back far enough away, her heel hit one of the compartments of her shoes, releasing a stored up bomb to meet the tip of the blade as it pierced forwards. Unfortunately for the clown though, the blade would pierce through it, detonating it prematurely as planned, but would also carry on through, piercing Clara's armour and chest.

Blood would escape her lips, her mouth twitching into a deranged grin as her eyes locked with William's. "Welcome to this show's Grand Finale~!" she'd laugh, the bomb going off around them. The ensuing blast would be so powerful, that it captured the two of them within its heart.

From the outside, the clouds would writhe and contort around the massive tree, before the explosion of flames would burst free, forming a massive smoke cloud that would take the shape of a big top, the tree forming the mast.

"Clahahahahahaha!" the Harlequeen would scream, her body tumbling free from the impromptu entrance of the faux-big top. Her bodies features returning to normal, her ears retracting and turning to their initial state, her zoan powers having come to a close as the battered, burned and bleeding clown steadily tumbled through the sky, her eyes closing as she finally reached a state of defeat and unconsciousness.

"What a show..." she'd smile before her mind went under.

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Although he was in no shape to take on more explosions, William grinned at the sight of Clara detonating the last bomb. After seeing what she was capable of, he wasn't expecting any less of her.

When the dust settled, William found himself unable to keep himself in the sky. Though he didn't technically fall, he found his way towards the ground in such stupor that he might as well have. Laying on the ground next to Clara, the musketeer smiled as he found himself on the wooden stage where the fight had begun. He closed his eyes, just for a little while.

When he woke up, every bone in his body was aching, but the sun shinning on him through the big hole in the tent made up for it. He found Clara still unconscious. Took it upon himself to treat her wounds along with his, he took her in his arms and walked out of the big top towards his ship. He would have to find himself a marine base now.

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