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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
3/24/2016 2:21:00 PM
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[b]Walks up to dojo[/b]
I was supposed to fight mortar but the kid left. I came here for a fight not a bunch of show-offs.
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[i][b]The air around you goes stale, seemingly not moving. From around a corner, a man can be spotted, moving towards you, his lightly shaded duster flying in the wind behind him, the brown outfit clashing with the dirt beneath him. He looks at you, his cowboy hat engulfing half his face in a shadow, a single blue eye staring out at you. [/b][/i]"Heard something snout a fight?" [b][i]He asked, the thick Texan accent that laced his words shining through as he speaks. He rests his right hand on a sleek, silver Colt Python revolver, sitting in a hostel on his belt. The man was obviously prepared for combat. [/i][/b]
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Now this, this is what i was looking for. *raises arms to combat stance* [spoiler]you werent lying. You're really good.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I've done better, but thank you. [/spoiler] [b][i]The man raises both his arms in front of him, taking the stance of a boxer, and he glares at you, anger showing visibly through his facial expression, pure hatred burning in his eyes. [/i][/b]
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Ah, i like when we skip the weapon part. *smiles* You first.
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"Ladies first." [b][i]He says, a tone resembling that of a demon, sending a chill down the spine of any nearby. [/i][/b]
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Yeah you wish you'd have to balls to get this close to a lady, and if you try to scare me with that voice its quite clear that you lack any way of actually winning. [spoiler]remember my character will be cocky until he's felt a reason not to.[/spoiler]
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"Son, I was maid and had three children, I've gotten more action than you'll ever dream of getting." [b][i]He said, throwing a punch to the jaw mid sentence, to catch you off guard. [/i][/b]
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*stumbles back but almost instantly headbuts you as a response* If you wont play by the rules, neither will i. *spits tooth*
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[b][i]As you go to headbutt, he follows suit, both heads colliding, although he drives a punch to your left ribcage in the process. [/i][/b]
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Ugh! *before you lower your leg i deliver a punch right to your gut*
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[b][i]He takes the gut punch, barely any effect happening after he composed himself, and he steps back, readying hisself once more. [/i][/b]
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*spits in your eyes before delivering a kick to your neck* Show-off.
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[b][i]As you spit, he tilts his hat down, the spit sliding off. When you go to kick, he catches your leg midair, throwing it up while bringing his elbow down in your knee, snapping it like a twig. [/i][/b]
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*kicks you in the forehead while your hands are holding my leg and crawls loose* *grunts in pain*
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[b][i]He takes the forehead kick and stumbles back, before he looks up at you. [/i][/b]"You're not bad kid, I'll give you that. What's say we use weaponry?" [i][b]He asked, drawing both his guns. [/b][/i]
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Hmm... Why not? *throws both sai towards your chest and jumps at you, grabbing both your guns and pointing them away*
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[i][b]He rolls away from the Sai, and as you jump at him, he fires both guns at your chest, all twelve rounds impaling you both midair and as you land. [/b][/i]
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*growls in pain* If... I... Die... So... DO YOU! *takes the little power left to, jump up, headbut you to the ground and bite your shoulder, deep*
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[b][i]Due to the bullets filling you, the attack was slow, and so he kicked you out of the sky and on the ground. [/i][/b]"Good fight man. You'll wake up in a few, Anchor darts." [spoiler]Anchor darts- Personal invention. Feels like a bullet, isn't deadly, knocks you out for a minute like a tranquilizer. [/spoiler]
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Its... Not... Over... Its... Never... Over... I... Can... Still... figh- *falls to ground unconscious*
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[b][i]He awakens moments later, the cowboy sitting against a wall. [/i][/b]
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Coward... Ugh! *clutches wound*
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"Ain't no rest for the wicked, is there? And how am I a coward for letting you live, Sonny? Seeing as o did just win and all."
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You're not bad old man...
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"No, just experienced. As in, I've seen shit."
