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Post by Ninmast on Nov 11, 2008 11:28:36 GMT -5
The two girls again jumped clear, turning their tilt out of the way into a sideways flip. The one that had initially been fought fired a powerful burst of energy from one arm while the other sent the double slicers outward again, both aiming for the god.
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Post by Psi on Nov 14, 2008 20:02:38 GMT -5
The chakrams sped and intercepted the attacks, the smaller one intercepting the energy blast while the other two took the disk. The collision of energy and magic was an unpredictable varable to Alran and thus he leapt backwards, just incase.
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 14, 2008 23:05:42 GMT -5
The blast would flow over and around the chakram that tried to block it, since it was a wave, still connected to her, and the chakram wasn't a solid object and wasn't as big as the blast. The discs would simply swerve out of the way much like they had earlier, now clearly under the direction of the Star controlling them.
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 3, 2009 22:58:34 GMT -5
"We have two new fights now!" Karen announced, getting out of her resting area and moving towards the audiance. "First off, we have sprite against pokemon trainer, as Shawn Rae battles the forest spirit Arvia in our select jungle locale! And in another battle, Chris the metal manipulator will be battling against Satoro Peacefire, because we all know that in comparison to my wonderful figure, it was just to obvious that Star was a guy all along! Ready.... fight!"
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 3, 2009 23:28:07 GMT -5
*Arvia vs Shawn Rae*
After a long trek through the jungle, Shawn had finally encountered the figure he had been sent to hunt down. As he stalked toward the chlorophyll beauty, he plucked a small ball off of his belt before the red and white orb enlarged to fill his hand. He was dressed smartly in his Rocket Executive uniform despite the travel, and addressed her formally as he approached.
"Arvia, Guardian of the Jungle," he addressed her, "this land is now property of Team Rocket. Surrender and vacate the area or we will remove you by force."
We must have meant I, as he was the only one there before her, and the rest of the Rocket entourage had not accompanied him.
*Chris vs Satoro*
The young man with the pale red hair approached with one hand stuffed into his pocket, his matching eyes rolling over the metal manipulator with a bored expression that suggested he was clearly of the opinion that he had better things to do with his time.
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Post by Alex-065 on Dec 4, 2009 0:13:37 GMT -5
Arvia could smell the intruder long before she saw him. Every step of his was allowed only by the grace of the jungle guardian he so brazenly intruded upon and his decidedly unwelcome presence mad her teeth itch. As the boy drew closer his pungent scent stung Arvia's sensitive skin. She could feel all of her pours pucker and shrink in repulsion as they tried to seal out the stench of hot, foul breath and perspiration. It had been ages since any sensation resembling nausea had made Arvia want to wretch and gag, but at the same time made her thankful that she could not. Such was one of the many burdens the jungle had freed her from.
In her past life, Arvia might have been pretty, but the miracle of her rebirth had made her truly beautiful. She was not wearing any clothes. Instead, living leafs had grown out of her skin to fit the contours of her groin and full breasts. Though it seemed none had formed to cover her well toned rump. Scattered like beauty marks over the rest of her shapely, athletic figure were much smaller leaflets, the likes of which that had been arranged into rows to replace her eyebrows. Indeed, there wasn’t a single hair to be found on Arvia’s head, or anywhere else. Instead, she wore a crown of lush palm fronds that strangely seemed to occasionally tick and quiver. The jungle woman, whether goddess or witch, was at one with nature and the will of the jungle was her own.
"The flesh is making an egregious mistake," she warned, glaring at the lad. Avria’s mouth wasn’t moving as she spoke. Her hair was. Every time her voice could be heard, the leafs atop her head would twitch and vibrate at exacting speeds to form words with surprising clarity. They continued to hum and buzz and injected a great deal of malice into Arvia's strange voice. "It does not know the risk it is taking..."
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2009 0:19:16 GMT -5
*Arvia vs Shawn*
"The risk does not matter," the young man answered simply. "What Team Rocket wants, it gets. Where Team Rocket treads, its property is born. We have tread here and have been commanded to claim this land for our leader, Giovanni." Shawn's eyes narrowed, though in threat to her or in malice toward himself was unclear. "We obey. You have heard our terms, Guardian. What is your answer?"
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Post by Veros on Dec 4, 2009 1:10:49 GMT -5
*Chris vs. Satoro*
Chris stood there his back braced against one of the stable tree within their arena his red hair messy as always, and his clothes were clean with metal on the back of his gloves and in the spheres of his belt. And when he glanced up to see the pale red hair and eyes of Satoro coupled with the bored expression - his face broke out into a small smile. "Interesting appearance - not used to the red or the male look on you, nor boredom."
He shook his head as he spoke, while thinking something different, Obvious he is a Star Peacefire - the color gives it away. But how he looks - bored. I'm gonna say a alternate universe form of her. Which means, I better be on my toes - he doesn't know me and might have her temper.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2009 2:08:19 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
"Get used to it," the young man answered, not in a challenging manner, but in a dismissive one. "This is how I always look when I have to deal with those who can't pose a decent challenge. You don't impress me, but don't be too disappointed by that. I'm a hard one to impress, and you can't be blamed for your own limitations."
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Post by Veros on Dec 4, 2009 2:39:06 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
Chris raised an eyebrow at Satoro, "Wow, none of her fight... I'm not to sure as to what you are looking at to assess me and how hard of a challenge I might be. But my energy levels are a bit deceiving. But for my limitations - know mine. Mostly." Considering my power is psionic in nature, makes it harder to tell feeling the energy levels of my body. Chris crossed his arms and put them behind his head against the tree. Though his eyes never left Satoro - if he considered it to be an good time to attack, he wanted to be on the ball.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2009 2:52:37 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
"No, just because your energies are psionic in nature, that doesn't mean they're any harder to measure." Answering out loud like he did, it meant that either Satoro was actively scanning Chris' mind, or he was a notably more potent telepath than his female counterpart.
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Post by Veros on Dec 4, 2009 19:20:03 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
Chris started to grin, "Aww, you can read minds too." But I wonder, are you trying to? Or just better at it than she is? His thoughts this time instead of clear crisp words, were a flow of numbers, colors and symbols - a written language he created as a very young teen. If he was as good as Star Peacefire - he'd just get the obscure language as it was, and maybe a gist of his thoughts. But nothing concrete.
But one thing would stand out. That it was a test of his telepathic abilities.
(OOC: I can scan the picture of what it looks like if you'd like. ^^; )
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2009 19:41:30 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
"Are you going to do something," he asked, "or are you just going to stand around and waste my time?" His refusal to openly express a response to the mental broadcast was inconclusive - either he didn't get it or he was refusing to give that kind of information away.
(>_> Seriously, Veros, stop repeating me ... It's getting old ...)
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Post by Veros on Dec 4, 2009 20:16:44 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
Chris already leaning against the tree pulled his weight off the tree, standing up in a mildly relaxed stand - his shoulders down as he let them hang loosely. "If you insist on us fighting - I'm ready." As he spoke, black metal wrapped around his arm and took the shape of a rifle as it sprawled past his hand.
While he was willing to fight - he didn't particularly have the desire to throw the first punch, so to speak. But he did think of how to attack - it was a very bland attack a bullet fired from the gun. But might be enough to get Satoro to attack first. Or at least prepare himself for a fight - expecting Satoro to have a weapon similar to the King's Blade that Star has.
(There =P Chris did something. Drew a weapon basically. xD But otherwise left it to Satoro to react and attack. Or arm himself before he does anything. *laughs*)
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2009 22:05:41 GMT -5
*Chris vs Satoro*
The young man looked over the weapon with a dull expression, scoffed, then turned to walk away. "You're not worth my time."
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