Author |
Message |
PO Info |
 |
Aiman Demon Knight

Age: 43 Gender:  Joined: 14 Jan 2003 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 3:48 am Post subject: |
Aiman stretches his arms foward and stops Airius in the middle with a fair tight grapple.
"Im sorry, I havent read your dossier, but you barely know me as well."
Aiman and Airius lock in a tight, fierce grapple. |
_________________
|
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 3 - Losses 6 Level 3 |
EXP: 767 HP: 2050
 |
STR: 850 END: 600 ACC: 750 AGI: 500
|
Malaikat, Syaitan & Skye (Blades) (220 - 280) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Reverend I kin

Age: 41 Gender:  Joined: 21 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 4:44 am Post subject: |
Airius wraps his arms over Aimans, snaking his hands back together and locking Aiman's arms along the sides of Airius's body. |
_________________ Pot, Burden of Dilligence, One of the Pans of the aPOcalypse
PONY's Preacher Man
Token Social Scientist
  |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 90 - Losses 76 Level 13 |
EXP: 5863 HP: 2940
 |
STR: 900 END: 1020 ACC: 900 AGI: 880
|
Ruler, the Fist of Mod (Mace) (400 - 460) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Aiman Demon Knight

Age: 43 Gender:  Joined: 14 Jan 2003 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 5:20 am Post subject: |
Aiman unable to use his arms, uses his legs. He hits Airius stomach with his knee 2 times making Airius release the lock on his arms. After being released, Aiman jumps back to steps and goes into his fighting stance.
"Damn, I didnt expect that lock to go that bad..."
Aiman runs foward and jumps with a round kick. |
_________________
|
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 3 - Losses 6 Level 3 |
EXP: 767 HP: 2050
 |
STR: 850 END: 600 ACC: 750 AGI: 500
|
Malaikat, Syaitan & Skye (Blades) (220 - 280) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Reverend I kin

Age: 41 Gender:  Joined: 21 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 6:42 am Post subject: |
Airius rolls with the kick's force, and comes up crouching not too far from Aiman. He speeds himself over to where Aiman is landing and tackles the armored one. |
_________________ Pot, Burden of Dilligence, One of the Pans of the aPOcalypse
PONY's Preacher Man
Token Social Scientist
  |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 90 - Losses 76 Level 13 |
EXP: 5863 HP: 2940
 |
STR: 900 END: 1020 ACC: 900 AGI: 880
|
Ruler, the Fist of Mod (Mace) (400 - 460) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Musashi Scrummy Translator

Gender:  Joined: 07 Nov 2002 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 9:25 am Post subject: |
The walls of the dojo flicker for a moment and then morph again. The room changes into the sandbar environment. The weather effects are set to hurricane. Wind gusts around the two warriors and rain pelts their bodies. Lightning flashes in the sky and occasionally a bolt hits the ground or the water near the fighters. The tide around the sandbar Aiman and Revered are fighting on begins to rise. Every so often one of the higher waves hits the sandbar immersing the warriors in a few feet of water.
Wearing the electronic gloves, Musashi points his hands at the monitor and the monitor displays a zoomed in picture of the fighters. Spreading his hands to either side, the image splits, one image locked onto Airius, the other to Aiman.
"Ahh, that's better, now I can keep a closer eye on things." |
_________________
 |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 102 - Losses 87 Level 14 |
EXP: 8440 HP: 2800
 |
STR: 1000 END: 900 ACC: 875 AGI: 1025
|
Arcanum (Sword) (395 - 495) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Tobias *explodes*

Age: 38 Gender:  Joined: 17 Jan 2003 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 5:18 pm Post subject: |
Suddenly, a small ferret pops into the area where nacht is watching the fight. He takes a seat, and watches the fight. Then, through the excitement, he lets out a surge of energy, that startles Nacht. He is now wearing a karate Gi
EDIT: the ferret, in case you didnt know, is Hobbes, tobias' pet ferret. He is observing the battle cause Tobias is currently fightning ming  |
_________________ I am not afraid to die today
Nor afraid of what Death will bring.
 |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 112 - Losses 110 Level 16 |
EXP: 535 HP: 3000
 |
STR: 1000 END: 1000 ACC: 1000 AGI: 1000
|
Eden (Sword) (475 - 475) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Aiman Demon Knight

Age: 43 Gender:  Joined: 14 Jan 2003 |
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2003 10:17 pm Post subject: |
Aiman falls backwards and rolls back landing face down. He quickly stands up and goes to fighting stance. He then looks at his surroundings and sees everything has changed.
"Musashi went all out with this program, dont you think Airius?" Aiman said as he stared at his opponent and waitting on his next move. |
_________________
|
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 3 - Losses 6 Level 3 |
EXP: 767 HP: 2050
 |
STR: 850 END: 600 ACC: 750 AGI: 500
|
Malaikat, Syaitan & Skye (Blades) (220 - 280) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Reverend I kin

Age: 41 Gender:  Joined: 21 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2003 1:15 am Post subject: |
"Yes he did, and you know something else?" The sand around Airius's feet begins to glow a bright red, and soon finds itself swirling in the wind, obscuring direct line of sight. Airius then bursts forth, barely touching the ground as he makes his way for Aiman. "This is some of my favorite weather."Airius extents his arm in a clothes line as he catches Aiman and continues on running towards the water. |
_________________ Pot, Burden of Dilligence, One of the Pans of the aPOcalypse
PONY's Preacher Man
Token Social Scientist
  |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 90 - Losses 76 Level 13 |
EXP: 5863 HP: 2940
 |
STR: 900 END: 1020 ACC: 900 AGI: 880
|
Ruler, the Fist of Mod (Mace) (400 - 460) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Aiman Demon Knight

Age: 43 Gender:  Joined: 14 Jan 2003 |
Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2003 1:50 am Post subject: |
Aiman gets hit by the clotheline and falls on the floor hard. He stands up and sees Airius running towards the water. Aiman extend his right arm foward and charges his arm cannon to the max and shoots the ground near Airius causing a big explotion. |
_________________
|
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 3 - Losses 6 Level 3 |
EXP: 767 HP: 2050
 |
STR: 850 END: 600 ACC: 750 AGI: 500
|
Malaikat, Syaitan & Skye (Blades) (220 - 280) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
Reverend I kin

Age: 41 Gender:  Joined: 21 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2003 2:21 am Post subject: |
Airius goes flying into the surf, batted around by the swelling waves. When one particular large one comes, it proceeds to dump Airius onto the sand near Aiman.
"Time to pull out the tools of the trade I see." Ruler is now promptly in Airius's hand, and glowing a faint white. Taking off from his crouching position, Airius lashes out at Aiman with a cross body swing. |
_________________ Pot, Burden of Dilligence, One of the Pans of the aPOcalypse
PONY's Preacher Man
Token Social Scientist
  |
|
|
 |
 |
Wins 90 - Losses 76 Level 13 |
EXP: 5863 HP: 2940
 |
STR: 900 END: 1020 ACC: 900 AGI: 880
|
Ruler, the Fist of Mod (Mace) (400 - 460) |
|
|
Back to top |
|
 |
|
|