06-19-2018, 01:29 AM
"Ouuuuuchhh. Fuck. Fuck. What the Fuck was that?" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Jesus Christ it hurts." Did she seriously just bite me? The sneaky female gunsmith was a lot quicker than I initially thought.
Yeah, the cunning and snakelike heathen had bitten me, or so she thought. I let out a few more screams for good measure. Then one long, exaggerated wallow before I just couldn't take it any longer. I erupted in such insane laughter, it made my belly ache.
She tried to get the jump on me, and while I admire her for her creativity, the smoke allowed me to set my own scene. This was my stage. In her attempt to fool me she fell prey to my own trap. I had already switched out my decoy puppet in place of me. All I had to do was watch to see how the whole thing played out. It was wonderful, ten out of ten really, and I can't say I wasn't impressed.
Cerise let go of the marionette and crouched low a few feet behind it. Now that I was up this close behind her, I noticed her hair had clumped together in sweat and debris, tarnishing the natural color of a delicate rose. Strange. Time to paint her head a royal red instead.
Repositioning my bat like a spear, I clocked the back of her head with the blunt end of Goodnight. The sneaky snake let out a pained grunt and fell on her face, but before I could stomp her like a cockroach, she evaded by rolling away. I gave my bat a few twirls, taunting her, as she rose to her feet with fists clenched tight. Sneaky Snake!
"What can I say,” I shrugged my shoulders, “looks like you missed me?" Clearly pissed, she drew her weapons so furiously it hissed. Nope. There was no way I was going to get shot again. Fuck that.
Traveling the arena floor with a fury, I did my best to make my movements sporadic to avoid gunfire. When I was near to closing the gap between us, I leaned back like a champion limbo player, dropped to my knees, and used the force to propel my slide. Right before I made it past her, our eyes met, and I could see her red slits dilate.
Whomp! Goodnight struck the back of her kneecaps and brought her to all fours. Cerise let out a wail that was music to my ears. I followed it with a double handed swing to the back of her skull, which once again sent her down to her face.
"Don't you know getting your head hit like that could be bad for your health?" I asked playfully. "It would probably be best if you stayed down now."
Two loud cracking sounds stopped me in my tracks and caused me to look over my shoulder. The two wizards flew through the air like rockets and the effects of their magic decorated the sky. Best firework show I ever saw. Through the black aurora surrounding her scythe, Jibril was determined to end her.
The light show gave me the time I needed to reload my pistols, and I ran across the platform to face the hunk. Watching Jibril attack Gildarts made me realize that the effect of her magic was damaging his skin. Bingo baby!
Without any warning, an agony pierced the space between my shoulder blades and two bullets ruptured from out my chest. I stopped, dropped, and rolled, before she turned me into swiss cheese. Instantly I was reminded this fight was far from over, and rage swelled up within me.
Two shots from my revolvers and the gunsmith changed course to avoid the thunder from my pistols. Pop, Pop, I now I had her on the defense from the barrage of bullets. I only had one shot at this, and with a sprint and a leap through the air, I sat on her, hugging the back of her neck with my legs.
"Stay down!” I yelled as we both landed hard on the ground. “You Snake Plissken looking motherfucker!"
Then I saw my golden ticket as Jibril charged her energy with pitch black magic, swirling around her scythe. “It's now or never,” I told myself, as I aimed at Gildarts. The word “hate” was engraved on the outside chamber housing my next rounds. How appropriate. With a booming snap, her scythe missed his chest, but not entirely, and her magic tore through his stomach.
Now!
Bang! Bang! My bullets soared through the air and hit the mage's torn apart flesh. It was a direct hit. Gildarts let out a groan as he struggled to overcome the double trouble from Jibril’s magic and my assault. Lucky shot. But before I could celebrate, Cerise reminded me to pay attention to her by putting a blade deep in my upper thigh. Holy shit, I have had enough of this relentless bitch.
Yeah, the cunning and snakelike heathen had bitten me, or so she thought. I let out a few more screams for good measure. Then one long, exaggerated wallow before I just couldn't take it any longer. I erupted in such insane laughter, it made my belly ache.
She tried to get the jump on me, and while I admire her for her creativity, the smoke allowed me to set my own scene. This was my stage. In her attempt to fool me she fell prey to my own trap. I had already switched out my decoy puppet in place of me. All I had to do was watch to see how the whole thing played out. It was wonderful, ten out of ten really, and I can't say I wasn't impressed.
Cerise let go of the marionette and crouched low a few feet behind it. Now that I was up this close behind her, I noticed her hair had clumped together in sweat and debris, tarnishing the natural color of a delicate rose. Strange. Time to paint her head a royal red instead.
Repositioning my bat like a spear, I clocked the back of her head with the blunt end of Goodnight. The sneaky snake let out a pained grunt and fell on her face, but before I could stomp her like a cockroach, she evaded by rolling away. I gave my bat a few twirls, taunting her, as she rose to her feet with fists clenched tight. Sneaky Snake!
"What can I say,” I shrugged my shoulders, “looks like you missed me?" Clearly pissed, she drew her weapons so furiously it hissed. Nope. There was no way I was going to get shot again. Fuck that.
Traveling the arena floor with a fury, I did my best to make my movements sporadic to avoid gunfire. When I was near to closing the gap between us, I leaned back like a champion limbo player, dropped to my knees, and used the force to propel my slide. Right before I made it past her, our eyes met, and I could see her red slits dilate.
Whomp! Goodnight struck the back of her kneecaps and brought her to all fours. Cerise let out a wail that was music to my ears. I followed it with a double handed swing to the back of her skull, which once again sent her down to her face.
"Don't you know getting your head hit like that could be bad for your health?" I asked playfully. "It would probably be best if you stayed down now."
Two loud cracking sounds stopped me in my tracks and caused me to look over my shoulder. The two wizards flew through the air like rockets and the effects of their magic decorated the sky. Best firework show I ever saw. Through the black aurora surrounding her scythe, Jibril was determined to end her.
The light show gave me the time I needed to reload my pistols, and I ran across the platform to face the hunk. Watching Jibril attack Gildarts made me realize that the effect of her magic was damaging his skin. Bingo baby!
Without any warning, an agony pierced the space between my shoulder blades and two bullets ruptured from out my chest. I stopped, dropped, and rolled, before she turned me into swiss cheese. Instantly I was reminded this fight was far from over, and rage swelled up within me.
Two shots from my revolvers and the gunsmith changed course to avoid the thunder from my pistols. Pop, Pop, I now I had her on the defense from the barrage of bullets. I only had one shot at this, and with a sprint and a leap through the air, I sat on her, hugging the back of her neck with my legs.
"Stay down!” I yelled as we both landed hard on the ground. “You Snake Plissken looking motherfucker!"
Then I saw my golden ticket as Jibril charged her energy with pitch black magic, swirling around her scythe. “It's now or never,” I told myself, as I aimed at Gildarts. The word “hate” was engraved on the outside chamber housing my next rounds. How appropriate. With a booming snap, her scythe missed his chest, but not entirely, and her magic tore through his stomach.
Now!
Bang! Bang! My bullets soared through the air and hit the mage's torn apart flesh. It was a direct hit. Gildarts let out a groan as he struggled to overcome the double trouble from Jibril’s magic and my assault. Lucky shot. But before I could celebrate, Cerise reminded me to pay attention to her by putting a blade deep in my upper thigh. Holy shit, I have had enough of this relentless bitch.
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Harley used Super Defense "You Missed me" on Cerise 0/2 SP remaining
Cerise used Egnima Lily and Huntress Brace
Gildarts usesd Parry
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