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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 21, 2009 12:00:43 GMT -8
RP-approved-but-not-stat-approved-navis can fight here, right?
Competitors: Ironclad, Open Judge: Open -- if no one judge, none. 3-posts-per-person No (story) Version Bonus
(PS: If non-stat-approved can't do thingies here then draconiAro will do a thingy.)
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Post by Warrior on Sept 21, 2009 14:32:44 GMT -8
(( They can, lol. Only reason I'm always in here, and not the stat battlefield. Funny "PS" thingy at the bottom, lol ))
VS Warrior.Exe
(( Do opening posts count, and do you wanna go first, lol?))
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 21, 2009 15:34:05 GMT -8
Opening posts do not count.
In a local ice cream shop, Derek plugs into the "cardboard" cutout of their mascot. It seems to be rather frightening, and he really wants to change the image. Seriously, a girl with her eyes rolled back, ice cream all over her, and Guts Man standing on top of her with boxing gloves... what the heck.
"'Ey Ironclad, you gotta go to the server. To get there, you've got to go through Electopia3. Can you make it real fast?"
"Hoho! Vandalism, and decided on a glance at this horrific thing! An amazing young man is being born."
Derek frowns a bit before continuing. "Best go for it, before these clerks go for their "lunch break" and look at this sign."
Ironclad smiles and zips through the control computer, through a secret passageway to the control server of the ice cream chain's franchise.
"Jeez, why is this road so long?!"
It's a straight road. A straight road spanning the entirety of Electopia.
He sees another navi running along the road, back from the server.
And at that moment, he understands what happened.
"After him!" Derek yells.
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Post by Warrior on Sept 21, 2009 16:16:51 GMT -8
Warrior stopped running and turned around to face Ironclad, when he noticed he had been spotted
" Well, that prank didn't work. Guess I'd better fight this one off before more come and get more. . . Or before they go around tattling on me."
Warrior simply stood there, twirling his sword as Ironclad approached him. he knew he had been caught, no point in trying to talk his way outta this one. He stopped twirling his blade, and did the hand motion for "bring it on" to Ironclad, signaling him to attack.
"Let's get this over with."
[ 0/3]
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 21, 2009 16:27:41 GMT -8
Ironclad makes a funny face, and, being naturally aggressive, asks Derek. "Can I, boy? Can I?" "..If it won't take long, and if you don't damage the server, causing the image to be permanently stuck that way." "That'd be horrible, son."
Ironclad swiftly flies up into the air (or what should be considered air in the Cyberworld), despite looking impressively heavy, the force of his feet pushing at the ground, causing a strange crack that dips around the sides but rises in the middle in the data.
Losing his focus for just a moment, Ironclad mutters "Oops" before plummeting down on his opponent with several kicks: Blade, to stop parrying, face, because it's not quite attractive, shoulder for a foothold, and the stomach because it creates a nice soft trampoline.
He doesn't look back to see if he hit, or whether or not he got countered, because as he lands, he immediately stomps the ground with such force a slight basin of deformity in the land is caused, shaking and shaking and shaking. Even a jump at that moment would be unsteady, but it would be the logical course of action, so Ironclad readies his rock-hard fists for an assault.
"Boy, this might not be so fast..." he utters, before...
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Post by Warrior on Sept 22, 2009 8:40:02 GMT -8
(( Nice RP, I see a chance to link the last line of your post to my first line, so I'm gunna try this. . . )) (( Also: I'm assuming Ironclad has armor in this Rp. . . Judging by his name and elements and whatnot.))
. . . he utters, before [/size] a bright blast of plasmatic energy is sent his way.
While Ironclad was dealing his earth-shaking assault, Warrior had been charging plasmatic energy via a scar in the palm of his left hand. Yes, he took every attack sent his way, dead on, but the injuries weren't critical. Ironclad managed to kick Warrior sword several yards away, and his landing managed to push it even farther-- enough for Warrior not to bother to go back for it. Warrior had released that plasmatic shot after Ironclad readied his rock-hard fist and immediately after he muttered to himself, as said above.
"Heh, you're causing more damage here than you're sparing. . .he must seriously mean business. . ."
Although the ground was shaky, Warrior had pretty good balance and speed. He didn't try to jump, because he couldn't find his footing for it, but he managed to dashed next to Iron in the blink of an eye, almost as if he had teleported there. Without his sword, and having already discharged the energy form his and, Warrior was stuck with melee attacks for now. He began recharging energy in his left hand while dealing a pretty strong roundhouse kick to Iron's chest. The kick was considerably powerful, but that armor seemed to hurt Warrior's foot more than it hurt Iron. That's not good.
Rather than reacting to the pain, Warrior immediately delivered a jump-spin kick to Iron's face. Let's see his armor absorb THAT kind of an impact. As he was landing, Warrior found time to execute a front flip kick with his heel, hitting the tip of Iron's head with the back of his foot. Warrior's feet were pretty banged up from attacking that armor by now, but hopefully the strikes were hard enough to be felt through the armor, and the energy he had been storing was almost charged enough to be released as a pretty strong blast. He continued charging it, though, and took a step back, to see Iron's reactions. . .
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 22, 2009 12:38:04 GMT -8
Ironclad's earthquake tremors worked against him -- instead of causing the enemy to fall flat on his face and impact his weak points, it ended up propelling Warrior's foot right into his face.
This broke his barrier of stone-fisted armor.
"Ow, geez, I don't even have a visor!" he screams as he takes care not to stomp the ground too much. This guy's balance was decent enough not to be affect by a simple earthquake that would probably break the Richter Scale...
He'd not the time to counter the attack, as he found his enemy to be far faster than he'd calculated, so he merely goes with a much, much more straightforward strategy: Charge!
"Let's go, Derek!"
"Right, Ironclad! Your specialty, use it!"
"THIS FIST OF MINE GLOWS WITH BURNING RAGE
GIGA KNUCKLE BUREIKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
"wait that's not how you sa--"
By that time, Ironclad's fist already crashed into some sort of target.
He looks up, but doesn't pay any mind to what he hit -- it wouldn't matter, anyways. Because next, he yells a mighty screaming yell full of vigor and life -- something that could puncture a lesser man's eardrums.
He takes an odd looking stance, a cross between a flamingo and a monkey of some sort, and then his image seems to split in two -- he's waiting for some sort of attack, and "by Derek's calculations, there's only a 25% chance of hitting him... I think."
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Post by Warrior on Sept 23, 2009 7:39:13 GMT -8
Warrior was struck back by the strong attack, knocking him away some distance. He slid on his back a few yards, when he landed, and it took a few minutes for him to get back up to his feet. That was a good blow. Not enough, though.
Warrior noticed Iron's funny stance. Then he noticed the another Ironclad had appeared next to the original. . . Which one to strike. . .
Warrior continued charging energy in his palm as he contemplated his decision. Oh, ofcourse. The two opponents were side-by-side. Warrior dashed - Almot teleported- in the middle of the two, and let off a flurry of attacks, unaware of how evasive they would be. First a quick split, attempting to trip each victim, then a fancy twirly technique with his feet that could trip each victim a second time, while getting back to his feet. Warrior followed THAT up with three quick kicks at the enemy on his right- one at the legs, then waist, then neck. After that, he turned to the one on his left.
All of the previous attacks were successfully avoided by the two Ironclad's. Warrior needed to get quicker. He dealt a quick front kick to the Iron on his left's face, but it missed and his foot landed on his target's should instead. Warrior used that foot to pull his victim toward him slightly while using its shoulder as a footstool for a higher jump. While ascending, Warrior's back foot meat that victim's face in the form of a front-jump kick-- the only attack that actually hit of every other hit. As he landed, Warrior brought his arms up in a defensive stance. It wasn't over yet, but almost. The energy in his hand was shining brightly now. . . Just a little longer. . . [/i]
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 23, 2009 12:15:17 GMT -8
He grins a little bit, before announcing "Both of the targets are 'me'."
Of course, this means he took a bit of damage, but it also means that some of the hits on the images that seemed to hit -- didn't. They are mere grazes on his shoulder.
"C'mon, Ironclad!"
However, the flying kick gets him straight in the face -- canceling out his "clones".
A dire situation it is, practically defenseless and the enemy preparing his trump card, magical-girl style. Ironclad thinks fast, really, really fast. Well, as fast as a slab of stone can think.
He jumps off the ground, causing a large quake that would probably reduce enemy mobility (hopefully), attempting to punch his brunette target several times using the artificial gravity of the Cyberworld...
"Haste, haste, haste makes you careless," he grunts before his hit--
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Post by Warrior on Sept 23, 2009 13:38:06 GMT -8
(( Another opportunity, I like this, lol. Nice Rp, was fun fighting. This is the last post ^_^ ))
he grunts before he's hit--
-- dead on by a meteor slash from Warrior. How did Warrior execute this, though?
------------------------------- the earthquake not only tossed Warrior off balance, but also made Warrior's sword visible in the distance. Warrior was hit dead on by each of Iron's punch, sending him flying back next to his sword. Lucky coincidence, perhaps. Warrior picked up his sword as he stood back up. time to end this. His visors were busted off of his face, revealing his gold eyes.
The energy Warrior had been gathering in his left hand was finally enough to be released. it split into about 20 smaller orbs, and each shot off toward Iron. Before getting close to him, however, they went into some sort of portal. The number of shots was divided by three, and each set came out of another portal, one on each side of Iron. The orbs of energy collided with Iron rapidly, with enough power to knock him a little higher up into the air with each hit. At the peak of his decent, Warrior himself teleported a few yards away from Iron, heading toward him at a very high velocity.
Time seemed to slow down immensely as Warrior neared his target. By now, Warrior was perpendicular to his foe, his back facing toward the ground, and the hand the what holding his sword was across his body, holding it on the opposite side of his foe, ready to strike. In a flash, Warrior let off a powerful meteor blow to his foe, sending him plummeting down to the ground below, causing a crater and a decent sized could of smoke to cover the crash site. Warrior was too badly injured to continue fighting. He didn't eve check to see if his opponent had been taken care of, and instead, teleported out of the network to recover.
END BATTLE
Good fight ^_^
The rewards are 25/250 for each of us. Don't forget to add in the x4 Zenny and x1.5 Exp event, this week ^_^
Warrior's rewards: (Using x2 Exp and x2 Zenny Items from BugFrag trader, in addition to that already 110% bonus from Neutral karma V1 and x1.5/x4 bonus for finishing within this week's period)
25/250 *2/2 *1.5/4 *.1/.1 = 82/2,200
Exp is now elligible for V10, WARRIOR V-ED UP! Cross Signet is slightly more experienced that before. 2/10 Battles fought with it.
ACHIEVEMENTS UNLOCKED:
Mega Bronze (Managed to get from V1~10 with Neutral karma) Snake Gold (managed to win 2,000 Zenny in a single battle)
Good fight, Aro, I look forward to seeing you use this navi more, in the future ^_^
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 23, 2009 16:42:31 GMT -8
It's a bit depressing, but Ironclad has to crawl all the way over to the server to revert the image. No one would give up fighting for the just cause of making that horrible thing go away.
25 * 1.5 * 1.1 = 32.5 * 1.1 = 35.75. Rounds down to 35 EXP. 250 * 1.1 * 4 = 275 * 4 = 1,100
PS STILL TAKING CHALLENGES.
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Post by demoa on Sept 23, 2009 19:33:26 GMT -8
umm, Aro
25 * 1.5 * 1.1 = 32.5 * 1.1 = 35.75
I know x1.1 is from neutral karma...but why are you factoring that in twice?
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Post by AroTheHuntress on Sept 23, 2009 20:13:09 GMT -8
I don't remember factoring it in twice...
EDIT: Oh, I was doing one operation at a time. I can't think fast. See equal sign?
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Post by demoa on Sept 24, 2009 6:17:59 GMT -8
either way, that number is actually low
25*1.5*1.1=41.25 which rounds down to 41
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