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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 5, 2017 13:23:50 GMT -6
"Fine by me."
Ios's left hand would lift toward the ragged black latched at his neck, yanking it free and tossing it off to the side. A simple tan hide tanktop resided underneath, a pair of dull pauldrens on his shoulders. The hilt and wide bottom of a blade could be seen over his right shoulder. His right arm lifting, hand grasping at the hilt before he lifted it up. A gentle metallic clink could be heard as he pulled the blade free from it's anchors, before he hoisted it his, spun the blade down and drove it into the ground. At which point he would step forward and up onto the fighting platform.
He would wait for the Namekian to move himself into position and then wouldn't hesitate to act. As soon as he believed him ready, Achillios would burst forward toward him, both arms lifting. His left would shift backward and be thrown forward in a straight punch toward Limax. His right arm would curl and pulled backwards as well, but retain it's position in wait, as he struck with the left.
A simple way to test the waters, his right hand ready to react in defense or offense, depending what he saw in his opponent's reaction.
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Limax
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I am filled with Determination
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Power Level: 112,360
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Post by Limax on Feb 5, 2017 23:31:44 GMT -6
Limax didn't have a lot that he needed to take off for the fight. There was little prep needed, he had on his weighted training gear and that was enough for him. And since it was training he saw little reason to take them off. This is what they were made for after all.
Hopping onto the ring he nodded at the explanation of the rules. Though he was a little disappointed that he wouldn't be able to see the weapon wielder use his blade. But perhaps that would come in time.
The alien was eager to start though, and Limax had barely gotten a guard up when he came rushing in for the attack! Limax would bring his right arm up to the inside of the punch to push it away from him as he stepped forward. Bringing his left knee up to slam toward his gut, using the motion of his body twisting slightly with the deflection to aid his movement's fluidity.
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PL with weights 1060
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 6, 2017 8:12:08 GMT -6
Limax would deflect Ios' punch with relative ease and follow up with a knee to his midsection after. Pain would shoot through his torso, this Namekian was strong. Achillios wouldn't simply give in to the idea of defeat already. His large frame was forced backwards, feet skidding against the stones beneath. He would slide a good five feet or so from the impact, but he was on the rebound. His right hand thrust forward. Ki gathered at his palm, the energy forming a ball, sprouting what looked to be the blade and hilt of a sword being formed of red and purple energy. The 'sword' would grow rapidly, to approximately four feet. "Sword of Valor!"His hand would close and the energy missile would let loose, launched toward Limax in a straight line. However Ios was already counting on it to be dodged, so after he let it loose, another would begin to charge up right after. Achillios would wait to see if the Namekian would dodge and he would try to burst forward and slam the second Blade of Valor into him with a palm toward his own stomach.
Abilities: Blade of Valor * Focusing his Ki into one of his palms, Achillios forms energy into what resembles a hilt of a sword and the blade extending. He can choose to strike and opponent with it in melee, or shoot it off from his hand in a straight line. - 15% Pl Total PL = 1,447
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Feb 7, 2017 11:06:33 GMT -6
The sudden beam attack was fast and Limax did his best to block it, the beam of energy colliding against his crossed arms. Pain rippled through his arms, but the damage was contained, until the second one landed. The second blade slicing through the flesh into his torso.
His eyes bulged in pain and blood spattered out of his mouth as he coughed and gasped for breath. He stumbled backwards, having not expected anything like a blade with the rules stated as they were. Though the android not stepping in meant that the rules hadn't been violated. Bringing one of his arms over the hole in his torso he gave a small grim laugh.
"That was a good one."
He needed to be careful with this one.
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 12, 2017 17:37:50 GMT -6
"Do not worry, I won't aim for any vitals!"
Achillios was still unaware of his opponent's abilities. But he wouldn't play it too safe. The only way to learn, was to suffer a little in the process. His opponent stumbled in surprise and Ios was quick to attempt to capitalize. Bursting forward, right arm cocked back before thrusting forward to deliver a right haymaker to Limax's face, following up with a left upper-cut aimed for the chin.
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Feb 12, 2017 22:04:06 GMT -6
The haymaker to the side of his face was effective and landed before he could react thanks to the wound now slowing him down. Though he moved with the blow, helping him to avoid the follow up upper cut that was intended to send him reeling. Stumbling with one hand still clutching at his wound he attempted to use this to duck under Achillios' arm and slip in behind him to send an elbow to the back of his head.
With his good arm that was.
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 13, 2017 10:36:38 GMT -6
The elbow would land square, his opponent able to slip under the upper-cut and slam it into the back of his head. Ios would stumble forward, his head ringing from the blow. But instinct would take hold, as he leaned forward from the force of the blow, his left leg would take his weight, right leg curling before snapping backwards intent on driving his heel into Limax's abdomen or back, depending on his own reaction.
Twisting with the kick, his left arm would sweep around and attempt to deliver a basic Ki blast into Limax's face.
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Feb 13, 2017 10:46:28 GMT -6
Already weakened as he was, and his movements of ducking under the blow and twisting sent pain through his torso as he continued to bleed heavily. His hand tending the wound clutching it tightly. Once again the blows landed, the kick snapping into his abdomen sending another powerful wave of pain as the wound screamed in protest. The ki blast was enough to drop him to a knee where he'd hit the floor of the arena with his open palm on his other hand.
"You win."
He was outmatched right now. He needed to get stronger if he was going to stand up to a warrior like this. But he'd seen a taste of what he could do. What these aliens could do. It was as inspiring as it was intimidating. But they were goals to work toward, and to surpass. Next time they fought he vowed to himself he wouldn't go down so easily.
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 13, 2017 11:30:29 GMT -6
Achillios would straighten up as he heard his opponent's words. To be honest, he had not thought it would end so quickly. But he doubted his choice was only because he didn't want to fight anymore.
There was a tournament coming up after all, one would want to keep themselves in tip-top condition going in. Ios would bow his head, stepping backwards as he steadied his breathing. No gloating would come from him, instead when he spoke it would appear as though he wasn't excited about the win.
"Good fight, Namekian. I suspect I will be seeing more of you in the future.. It was a pleasure, Limax."
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Leon Mk.2
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Post by Leon Mk.2 on Feb 16, 2017 16:48:07 GMT -6
That was a good show. Leon was clapping by the end of it and both fighters showed good potential and basic understandings of ki and their power. Much like when he was alive. His scans didn't show much on the high power level market, but they would grow quickly with the troubles soon to come.
"Very good battle. Now then."
Leon would walk to them and hold out his hands, a golden green energy exuded from his body healing and restoring both their energy supplies.
"Take a rest and return tomorrow. I will show you some things."
((Time skip so Achillios and Limax are at current power level.))
The next day Leon will be waiting in the arena training room for the two combatants.
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Feb 16, 2017 16:52:28 GMT -6
Limax arrived early, arms folded over his chest but his right leg shifting impatiently as he pondered everything that had happened. He'd come a long way since he had started training with Leon Mk2. observing. But in that time relations with the others of the Warrior Cast had spiraled to new lows with every step he took.
He was starting to believe that this is how it would be for the rest of his days. Until he found some way to earn their respect. But it seemed that no matter what he did, no matter how far he pushed himself they were content to just scoff and belittle his achievements. No, more than that. They still actively sought to bring him down with conduct that was surely not becoming of members of the Warrior Caste. Though there was no one around to do anything about it. It was simply his word against theirs, and it always would be.
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 17, 2017 8:11:13 GMT -6
Upon Achillios' arrival, he would note that Limax was already here. A respectful nod would be sent his way as the Mythrosian moved toward him. Left hand un-clasped the cloak around his neck, letting it drop to the ground again. Right hand lifting to free himself from the weight of his sword driving the blade into the ground near his cloak.
At which point, without any words, the man would begin to stretch and prepare his body for whatever it was that Leon MK2 wanted to show them.
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Leon Mk.2
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Post by Leon Mk.2 on Feb 22, 2017 23:41:56 GMT -6
Leon watched both enter in turn, giving small bends of his waist in respect.
"Welcome back. So before I got the android make over I had this technique I wish to share with you."
He'd raise a hand showing an electronically made ball of energy.
"You guys know basic ki energy. However, you can shift it's make up to make whatever you want."
He would demonstrate with turning to the side and firing a flame thrower by increasing the heat of the plasma ball and maintaining a constant flow, then raising his other arm and thrusting an open palm where wind would whirl and freeze into spikes as it caught condensation.
"It may not increase the damage you do, but the added effect of a burn or heat eaves, or slowing someone down, ruining consentration. You just need to figure out the... Mechanics."
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Limax
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Post by Limax on Feb 23, 2017 0:00:46 GMT -6
"How did you do that?"
He had never considered changing his Qi's temperature or state before. It offered some interesting ideas and possibilities for applications. It was something that he would love to try out and experiment with. Providing he was able to get the mechanics down as the Android said.
The pun and humor of the comment completely going over his head.
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Post by Achillios Markos on Feb 23, 2017 8:21:33 GMT -6
Achillos' listened, prismatic eyes would watch the Android as he went through the motion. This was certainly an interesting ability, very versatile and could be used tactfully. It would be a good weapon to have available in his arsenal. Limax would already ask the question, so he figured there was no reason for him to. Arms crossing, Ios would stand watching and waiting for Leon's explaination.
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