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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/26/2016 3:55:48 PM
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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]
