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Brutality! [ITA]
Day three of the tournament. With less than half of the entrants remaining, and many of them having grown substantially in power with their conquests, the fighting was building to a fevered pitch destined to end in a crescendo of glory. But this far out, it's still anybody's game...
[Results are due by the end of Thursday. Contact me if you need to know your power gains for the last round.]
[Results are due by the end of Thursday. Contact me if you need to know your power gains for the last round.]
Re: Hit Girl vs. Erhart
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His stance is betraying a degree of annoyance. Fighting a shipmate is NOT his thing.
He's already got some chains on him, strangely, but they don't look like factory chains. Devotional chains that connect his Black Blade to his gauntlets. An oath never to let his weapon go, until he victorious, or dead.
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She took a breath, then finally spoke. "Big Daddy, set up."
Set up, the barrier jacket replied, and hit Girl felt the pulse of power, the staff appearing in her hand. A costumed girl with purple hair and a barrier jacket was in itself a fairly rare sight, but it was not these things that made one pause. It was the clawed right hand she had, a reward for lasting out Alex Mercer.
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The staff matched the sword, and the enhanced strength was certainly a match for her opponent.
"Losing your cool a little early dude," Hit Girl said, grinning. "I haven't even done anything cool yet!"
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Good. If he took this that seriously, then she didn't have to feel bad anymore.
The barrier jacket was strong enough to withstand the attack, but she wasn't about to get her defense. She wanted him to see how she could match his strength. It would have taken everything in her arsenal to take him down, just like Alex.
But now she had her muscle mass, which could reduce living people to pieces: she knew that much power when she felt it. It was definitely a match for Erhart, and matched strike with staff. She was lucky it came with the barrier jacket though: any other staff would have split apart.
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Part of that was reading the way this guy moved. He was fast, yes, but he also had a way of fighting, and she had to counter that, even on defense. The right leg shifted, she had to move.
And this time she would make it count: she shifted out, and the gun of the Overworld, Zetta's gun, was in her hands, and she fired two shots, leaping in the air, staff in hand.
"Volatio. Levitatio. Scipio Volent!
And up she went, taking flight. There, that ought at least make kicking her into the vats harder.
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Granted, the speed on these were no joke. She swerved and jerked quickly, definitely breaking a sweat. Looks like this was a fight that had to happen close range or he would have the upper hand. She came back at him and now she wasn't gonna hold back.
Time to see what musclemass could really do.
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You still had to find a way to win.
Hit Girl was ready. Quindecim spiritus Aer. Vinculum facti inimicum capient. Sagitta Magica, Aer capturae!"
That was fifteen bolt of capturing wind. It was a little harder to concentrate her chi for this kind of fighting, but she had to know what he was capable of.
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Spell disruption. It will instantly negate this, if it is in fact magic.
He glowers at her, almost disappointed.
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"Oh don't even," she said through gritted teeth. "I should be mincemeat by now, fighting you, and you give ME that look for not wanting to lose?"
She shook her head. Big Daddy, Command mode two!
Command Mode two initiated
And there was the rifle, and she was just going to have to go it long ranged now, firing several powerful shots in his direction.
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"You defiled a duel with sorcery and speak to me at all?"
Yeah someone does NOT like magic.
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"Yeah, have you looked in the mirror buddy? You're fucking massive! What kind of dumb ass wouldn't use any kind of weapon they learned about? You're not exactly easy, you know!"
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Dare she pursue?
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"Out of the frying pan," she muttered, following suit.
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(Think the ending sequence of terminator 2)
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She swallowed, then got back into rifle mode, unloading a few shots.
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He snarls, and charges into the storm of her fire, returning shots with the resounding blasts of his bolt pistol, having reloaded it while waiting for her. His charge is rather terrifying, or, well, it might be for people who aren't completely inured to horror. A giant avatar of war and destruction baring down on most people tends to make them soil themselves.
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Hit Girl, took a breath and sprang into action. She hadn't tried her actual breakneck speed on a real fight save for those damn robots, but here there wasn't going to be a choice: she either worked with what she knew or got run over and ended the match. She hit the deck quickly, avoiding the shot just barely and then vanishing altogether...
And reappearing later, ground spike initiated, claws coming out underneath Erhart and following up with a dashing punch, musclemass readied.