06-19-2017, 03:35 PM
Fucking fairies, man. I felt for those guys. I really did. They were just brooding and waiting for the drop when a couple of psychopathic kids came running along chucking mini-nukes at the guys. Totally understandable to be a bit pissed. That said, I had a fight to win. A dumb fight I should have let take its course. I could almost hear the cheering for Black and Red, but those spectators should put themselves in my position. What kinda guy wouldn't team with the side capable of throwing fireballs? Fireballs are bloody cool, so clearly those kids must also be cool by default - who cares how mentally unstable they are?
"You picked the wrong side." Red glared, steadying his blade.
I sheafed my shortsword, my left arm would get its time later. Snap. Snap. Snap. Illusionary fire spread across the steel, arcing upwards. I clicked my fingers regularly, constantly recasting the spell. "What? You thought I was serious before? You guys are so fucked."
That was probably not the best time to showcase my high levels of bullshit, but I still needed to steady myself. That said, the other two were definitely worse off. Red was soaked red, and Black was charred black. Hopefully the fairies weren't actually dead.
I dashed to the left, Red's side, putting him in the way of Batman. One versus two fights were easy in melee. You just had to stay moving and restrict it to one opponent at a time. So that's what I did.
Red hit hard, but I was light on my feet. Each swing would clang off my sword and knock me backwards, leaving my arm sore and him more tired. Every gap in his guard I tried to fill with my own blade, yet he still avoided the fake flames carefully, putting a little too much focus on doing so. Good, I thought, I could use that.
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Meanwhile, Black was getting frustrated. I could see it in his jagged and rough movements. Every time he stepped to the left, I moved the right, yet again positioning Red in the way. When Red moved, I skirted round.
"Stand still for a second and let me past," Black grunted.
"I can't. Just go around." Red was right about that, standing completely still in any duel was a death sentence.
"How's that teamwork working for ya? I think you picked the wrong side, dude." I taunted, still clicking my fingers.
A sharp piece of metal flew past my face, just missing me in my quick movements. He wouldn't be able to hit me with those as long as I kept Red in the way.
As time went on, after each swing and thrust our arms both slowed. Mine began to ache and his began to drag and linger, leaving small openings for me to cut him. He looked briefly confused upon noticing the flames had no effect, so I ended them - the ruse wasted. Silence reigned supreme over the clang of blades until I saw a slight movement in the corner of my eye.
I glanced at it. Still keeping Black and Red in my sights. I looked at it again and again until Red noticed my eye's motions. His head turned slightly and in that split second, I jumped forwards. In my haste, however, I overestimated, only lightly cutting into his side and flying past into Black's reach. A punch blasted into my shoulder, spinning me around - the blades cut in slightly but my momentum twisted me out of their way. I backed up as Black turned towards me. Everything was set up.
Ice and Fire were propped up against each, respective elements held in their hands.
"Freeze."
"Taste my fire."
Shards of ice blasted outwards from between Red and Black, a few caught the side of my body, while a scorching hot flame enveloped them. Grim determination filled Fire's face as she literally gave it her all. Seconds past as she strained her limited pool of mana, before collapsing yet again into a heap.
Annoyingly, both my opponents were still standing, clothing and armour scorched. Without wasting a moment, I dashed in dedicating my all to offence as my blade clashed with Black's forearm.
"Who trained you?"
"I did."
Channelling all my mana at once, I compensated my fatigue with raw Thaumic Energy. Striking hard and fast. Too fast, even. I could barely see my own blade. In my aggression, Red had managed to situate himself in a flanking position. I boosted sideways; he moved to dodge but it was too late. My broken arm snapped, colliding with his face. The bone jutted out of my flesh. I didn't care in my adrenaline fueled state, I still had my sword arm, and that was all I needed.
"You picked the wrong side." Red glared, steadying his blade.
I sheafed my shortsword, my left arm would get its time later. Snap. Snap. Snap. Illusionary fire spread across the steel, arcing upwards. I clicked my fingers regularly, constantly recasting the spell. "What? You thought I was serious before? You guys are so fucked."
That was probably not the best time to showcase my high levels of bullshit, but I still needed to steady myself. That said, the other two were definitely worse off. Red was soaked red, and Black was charred black. Hopefully the fairies weren't actually dead.
I dashed to the left, Red's side, putting him in the way of Batman. One versus two fights were easy in melee. You just had to stay moving and restrict it to one opponent at a time. So that's what I did.
Red hit hard, but I was light on my feet. Each swing would clang off my sword and knock me backwards, leaving my arm sore and him more tired. Every gap in his guard I tried to fill with my own blade, yet he still avoided the fake flames carefully, putting a little too much focus on doing so. Good, I thought, I could use that.
Snap. Snap. Snap.
Meanwhile, Black was getting frustrated. I could see it in his jagged and rough movements. Every time he stepped to the left, I moved the right, yet again positioning Red in the way. When Red moved, I skirted round.
"Stand still for a second and let me past," Black grunted.
"I can't. Just go around." Red was right about that, standing completely still in any duel was a death sentence.
"How's that teamwork working for ya? I think you picked the wrong side, dude." I taunted, still clicking my fingers.
A sharp piece of metal flew past my face, just missing me in my quick movements. He wouldn't be able to hit me with those as long as I kept Red in the way.
As time went on, after each swing and thrust our arms both slowed. Mine began to ache and his began to drag and linger, leaving small openings for me to cut him. He looked briefly confused upon noticing the flames had no effect, so I ended them - the ruse wasted. Silence reigned supreme over the clang of blades until I saw a slight movement in the corner of my eye.
I glanced at it. Still keeping Black and Red in my sights. I looked at it again and again until Red noticed my eye's motions. His head turned slightly and in that split second, I jumped forwards. In my haste, however, I overestimated, only lightly cutting into his side and flying past into Black's reach. A punch blasted into my shoulder, spinning me around - the blades cut in slightly but my momentum twisted me out of their way. I backed up as Black turned towards me. Everything was set up.
Ice and Fire were propped up against each, respective elements held in their hands.
"Freeze."
"Taste my fire."
Shards of ice blasted outwards from between Red and Black, a few caught the side of my body, while a scorching hot flame enveloped them. Grim determination filled Fire's face as she literally gave it her all. Seconds past as she strained her limited pool of mana, before collapsing yet again into a heap.
Annoyingly, both my opponents were still standing, clothing and armour scorched. Without wasting a moment, I dashed in dedicating my all to offence as my blade clashed with Black's forearm.
"Who trained you?"
"I did."
Channelling all my mana at once, I compensated my fatigue with raw Thaumic Energy. Striking hard and fast. Too fast, even. I could barely see my own blade. In my aggression, Red had managed to situate himself in a flanking position. I boosted sideways; he moved to dodge but it was too late. My broken arm snapped, colliding with his face. The bone jutted out of my flesh. I didn't care in my adrenaline fueled state, I still had my sword arm, and that was all I needed.
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As before, Ice = Cirno, Fire = Clownpiece, Black = Batman, Red = Dante.
Starting stats are ATK: 1, DEF: 2, SPD: 3, TEC: 5.
Dane used Sparks to make fake flames appear on his sword. It does literally nothing besides waste time and make him feel cool.
Dane used Burst Movement to close the gap and get a good angle.
Dane used Longsword and Dante uses Rebellion.
Batman used Batarang*1 (9/12 left).
Dane and Dante clash blades for a while. Dante gets a few cuts, Dane gets knocked bad a bit. Both get more tired, and Dane's arm starts aching from the impact.
Dane used Burst Movement to try and dash into Dante, he went flying past and Batman punched his shoulder.
Cirno used Icicle Bomb, Dante and Batman hit. Dane got a few scrapes.
Clownpiece used Hellfire (charged) and passed out from overexertion, Dante and Batman hit.
(The ice doesn't melt in the fire because omniphysics)
Form change to ATK: 5, DEF: 0, SPD: 5, TEC: 1
Dane used T1 Super Attack: Magic Enhancement, the sword attacks are mostly on Batman. 1 SP used (1/2 SP left).
Dane used burst speed during the super attack to punch Dante's face.
Dane breaks his left arm completely, the bone snaps halfway between his elbow and shoulder (where it fractured before).
Dane continues to "rage" (there is thought, it's just fast and he can barely see what he's doing due to how fast he's attacking).