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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 28, 2009 3:24:53 GMT -5
"I'll take care of you two. Don't worry about it." Zebedee said with a curt nod. He placed a hand on the shoulder of each Power, and closed his eyes. Just like that, they were suddenly looking at the lab from six stories up, standing atop the catwalks in the ceiling.
Most of the pathways were the traditional variety, steel with railings, but some were composed of forcefields. Those ones, bands of luminous blue, seemed to be flowing from projectors on each wall. A few obviously labelled levers marked a few functions, intended for turning on or off the catwalks, and apparently triggering some kind of conveyer belt function when neccessary.
Zebedee pushed a bundle of dangling chords out of the way, and then planted his foot on the railing. Without hesitation, he stepped out, into the air itself, and stayed there, levitating.
"You two can start whenever. I'm just on hand to help if somebody falls, so don't mind me."
OOC: One week rule as in all the others. Go ahead, and begin!
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Post by Kuroboom on Aug 28, 2009 21:28:19 GMT -5
Jacqueline was spirited away to the catwalks. It would provide an odd area to fight in since they were so high up and the walkways were so narrow. However, Jackie was a bit smaller than this guy so she figured she'd have the advantage there. Still she had no idea what this man's abilities were. Figuring it would be best to let him go first, she did a few fake-ass kung fu moves in the air and pretended to do a kung fu movie scream and motioned for Annanias to come to her.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Sept 4, 2009 0:50:20 GMT -5
"Hmph," Annanias shook his head, not falling for the supposed taunt. "Honestly," he said smiling, "This seems as if it is going to be slightly difficult, given the terrain I am in..."
Annanias pushed the cord out of the way, focusing more on the enemy at hand, "What should I use against you?" The burly man began rummaging through his knap-sack, digging for, something, "Now, where could it be..." he said softly.
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Post by Kuroboom on Sept 7, 2009 21:02:24 GMT -5
Her opponent was stalling so it seemed she'd have to make the first move.
Jackie smiled mischievously and mimed a giant pair of scissors. An unseen force cut a strap on the knapsack. She then seemed to put on an imaginary mask and made the unmistakable motion of revving a chainsaw. She waved the imaginary weapon in the air and some of the dangling wires were cut.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Sept 10, 2009 0:14:07 GMT -5
The sack fell to the ground, fruit rolling innocently across the grated bridge. "Now what did you do that for!?" Annanias screamed. "Going around, cutting peoples bags, with imaginary scissors. The nerve," he cursed, gathering the fruits, some of which people may have never seen.
Quickly gathering all of his fruits he looked at the deranged women, waving her hand all about like a raging prime ape. Annanias dug deep into his bag, searching out a particular fruit that would help him in this situation. Something pricked his finger, and he knew that was the one that he needed. He procured a large yellow spiky melon from his sack, and held it up, a smile on his face.
"The Spiky kiwano melon, otherwise known as the African Cucumber," Annanias explained tossing it to his other hand, "Filled with a jelly like substance, resembling the taste of a cucumber, with a tart after taste. It is a very popular fruit indeed!"
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Post by Kuroboom on Sept 13, 2009 0:50:31 GMT -5
Jackie felt bad about his reaction, but she had to remind herself it was what she had committed herself to, this tournament. She'd have to be mean in order to win, but these fruit were obviously very precious to the man.
She tossed the imaginary chainsaw behind her back and removed the imaginary mask. She frowned at Annanias and pointed at the bag to show she was sorry about it. She then bowed to Annanias and then Jackie took an odd stance. She was slightly squatting with her left side facing Annanias. Her right hand grasped something on her waist while her left hand grabbed the air next to that hand.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Sept 17, 2009 2:15:31 GMT -5
"It seems as if you have some sort of... invisible weapons power." Annanias smiled, placing the melon is his left hand, "Then let us see how you fair against the might of the melons, yeah?"
Annanias threw the melon into the air, and it hovered above him, it slowly lowered itself, and appeared to be melting over the hawaiian. Soon his body was covered in what appeared to be a thick hide, that resembled the melon that he once held before. A helmet formed on his head, yellowed spikes jutting down the center and down his back. His right hand larger, and full of spikes, which, could deliver heavy blows, with deadly damage. His left hand was different, and appeared to resemble a cannon, most likely deriving from the power of the spikes.
"This is only part of my power, for wherever there is a fruit, I have a new ability!" Annanias charged forward, bringing the enlarged hand upwards, and slamming it intot he flooring below him, sending a ripple of destruction towards the opponent. He followed quickly with his left arm, rapidly shooting spike like missles, randomly about, the flew in corkscrews, and straight lines, to make dodging his attacks harder.
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Post by Kuroboom on Sept 18, 2009 7:04:52 GMT -5
Jackie raised an eyebrow at the man. She thought he was pretty weird and his ability even weirder. Still, she'd have to not take him lightly however odd he may be.
Jackie back-flipped over the shockwave and unsheathed her invisible katana midair to parry the spikes that were fired. Her hands moved in a flurry after she hit the ground, slicing spikes out of the air. She was unable to parry two of them, however, as they corkscrewed around her blade. one merely grazed her upper arm but the other dug into her thigh. She almost screamed in pain... almost. She grabbed the spike and wrenched it free and cast it down below. Luckily, it had missed her femoral, but she was bleeding pretty badly. Red stained the white stripes on her arm and ran down her black pants. Jacqueline closed her eyes, seemingly concentrating. The wound in her leg was slowly sewn shut and there was a slight indention on her arm as if a bandage had been applied.
Jackie wasn't a fighter, but she entered this tournament with a purpose. She'd have to take this man out. He only seemed to care for his melons, and not for her health. She'd have no more regrets about hurting this man.
Eyes seemingly set on battle, Jackie frowned at the man before her in his goofy looking armor. She reached back over her shoulder and grabbed another imaginary object. She hurled the object, not at the man, but at the supports for the catwalk. One by one, the cables SNAPPED and the walkway became less and less stable. She raised her hand up and caught the object as it returned after severing the cables on the other side of the man. She stomped on the ground which didn't make a sound but it did jostle the catwalk enough for the structure to begin groaning as it collapsed. She closed her eyes and rose into the air as the catwalk went down. She was moving rhythmically as if she had wings.
She figured the fruit man must have some trick up his sleeve, but she'd be ready for him.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Sept 24, 2009 2:45:55 GMT -5
OOC: I will be posting in here tomorrow night. I'll set an alarm and everything.... I just have to figure out what I will be doing.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Oct 3, 2009 21:54:35 GMT -5
The dust lingered, and sound of metal could be heard thrashing about. "I'm going down that easily," said a voice, echoing around the walls of the room they were in. Annanias jumped upward, his legs empowered by the new suit that has secured his body.
Landing on the scaffolding he faced his opponent once more, missles readying themselves for another deadly attack, he fired off a few shots, and they corkscrewed around, destroying any wires, or poles they came in contact with. "I'm not finished yet!!" Annanias charged forward, sending out deadly blows with his enlarged hand.
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Post by Kuroboom on Oct 14, 2009 2:04:36 GMT -5
Jackie was amazed there was anywhere left for the man to stand, let alone attack from. Still flapping in the air, she rose up a shield to protect herself from his attack. She had seen it once and was ready for it this time. The shield only had to be big enough to protect her body and nothing else. Several of the large spikes stopped dead in their tracks directly in front of her, while the others cut several of the increasingly few supports. This man couldn't fly as far as she knew and she only had to hold out a short time longer until the inevitable caused him plummeting down below.
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Oct 26, 2009 22:09:02 GMT -5
OOC: I lose... I defaulted. CRAP!
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Post by Kuroboom on Oct 28, 2009 7:50:07 GMT -5
OOC: I don't mind if you post late
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Oct 28, 2009 11:50:57 GMT -5
OOC: Alright, cool. I should have something up tonight then!
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Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Nov 1, 2009 17:04:25 GMT -5
Annanias laughed at the rocking bridge, "It appears as if our footing has become a little unstable." Whipping his bag around, the melon like armor fell off in pieces, filling the area immediately with a fruit like aroma. Pulling out a tiny berry, he held it in front of him, and placed it in his mouth. "I'm going to need some sort of advantage I suppose."
Annanias doubled over, screaming in agony, his form beginning to change Huge billowing leaves exploded outward from his back, and what seemed to be tail feathers from his lower back. "That was a Gooseberry, first effect, flight," Smiling again, he pulled out a single grape, a normal grape. He squeezed his hand, and a it appeared to be growing, but braiding itself at the same time, creating a whip, of what seemed to be out of a grape vine.
Taking flight, Annanias awaited his opponents next move.
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Post by Kuroboom on Nov 6, 2009 12:47:41 GMT -5
He had wings just as she had hers. The solution she came up with was obvious, to disable his wings. Jackie's powers were based solely on her imagination and not from any other force so she had the advantage over the fruit man in her mind.
She swung her arm around hurled an invisible bolas at Annanias' chest. The bolas would wrap around him and thereby disable his wings. Just to be on the safe side though, Jackie held her right hand forward and pulled the air back with her left. She fired her invisible bow and arrow, not at the man, but at his fruit bag.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Nov 22, 2009 11:30:02 GMT -5
OOC: Pretty sure Kuroboom takes this one.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Nov 22, 2009 20:36:52 GMT -5
OOC: Indeed. Can't keep waiting.
So, Kuroboom and I need to write match conclusions, then round 2 starts.
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