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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/26/2016 3:19:59 PM
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[spoiler]Crossbow is pretty much a clothed skeleton, about 6'1". He uses a crossbow with a red hot bayonet (not magic, just has a heater on it) and as a last resort, he will use shadow manipulation.[/spoiler]
*Crossbow readies*
[i]You first, I insist[/i]
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[spoiler]Alright, JT is a normal man at 6'4, but he has a cybernetic/biotic arm that, due to being metal, doesn't actually feel pain, but for the sake of sparring I'll turn on his pain receptors. Otherwise, he just used a brass knuckle on his left arm because his right is already metal. [/spoiler] [i][b]And with that, he stands to his feet, completely ready for this fight. [/b][/i]
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*as you get up, you lose track of Crossbow. You turn around and see him ready to punch your gut, he succeeds*
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[i][b]The cowboy took the blow to the stomach with a huff of wind coming from his lips, but he quickly moves to grab Crossbow by the throat, actually lifting him by his skeletal neck using his real arm. [/b][/i]
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[i]damn, not bad...[/i] *Crossbow takes his, well, his crossbow off his back and uses the red hot bayonet to slice your arm*
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[i][b]As he attempts to move the arm, JT's right arm grabs hold of his forearm, and he slams the figure into a wall behind him. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow takes the wall, and lands on his feet, firing a few rounds at you while circling you, making it harder to grab him*
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[i][b]One of the rounds pierces through his chest( completely going through, although the cowboy used the rest of the volley to his advantage. He grabbed two of the arrows that cd at him in midair and came at Crossbow, trying to jam one into his left leg. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow jumps to the side and stabs the bayonet into your back*
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[i][b]The figure spun on his toe to the right, the jab unable to be performed properly. And so the man jams the bolts into his crossbow strings, each one finding a different half of the bowstring. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow jumps back, barely able to land on his feet, and pulls out another bowstring*
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[i][b]The weapon would surely take time to refit another string, which rendered the weapon useless in the battle. JT had decided to start running at Crossbow, attempting to deliver a swift punch to his gut with his right, metal arm. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow slides between your legs and slashes upward with the red hot bayonet*
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[i][b]The slash had come late; The back of his thigh was cut open with ease, not hard enough to scar mind you, but enough to bleed. The man spun himself around on the other leg immediately after, and he went to punch Crossbow's head as he was on the ground. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow holds a dagger over his face to block it, the point up*
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[i][b]The man's fist was jammed into the blade, but it wasn't his fist, rather his palm now. He grabbed the side of the blade with his metal arm, squeezing hard enough to crush the weapon. [/b][/i]
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*Crossbow attempts to get away, and he loses a leg in the process* *He starts to quickly restring the crossbow*
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"Now hold on a second man, you lost a leg? How?!" [i][b]The cowboy asks as he relaxes himself, a tone of curiosity riding up in his voice. He had certainly never seen that before. [/b][/i]
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[i]Well, I am skeletal, so...[/i] *He is almost finished with his bowstring*
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[i][b]Eventually, the cowboy grew quickly bored, so he produced a Colt Anaconda from his hip, aiming it at the skeleton, and he fires all six rounds at it. [/b][/i]
