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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2015 23:05:23 GMT
With what time had passed he was able to look back with lightly dizzy and dazed vision. Cypher was for the moment in the grasp of another but judging from the kicks he may soon be free. Jarvis thinking in a not so clear headed mind state to try and drag down the android as well to help possibly keep him in that said grasp. He'd fly quickly hovering a few inches off the ground at first to get behind the man. He' try throwing his arms around him hoping to get one around his neck and then use his other to lock the arm there by gripping his own forearm. Wanting to if possible put Cypher in a choker hold of sorts as well as do it so he could be behind him. Hopefully making it a little hard to toss him off.
If he succeeded perhaps he could try and hold Cypher steady long enough for the other man to get a few shots off. Jarvis dreading a little though if he did suceed the pain he'd have to go through to keep that grasp on his foe. For now he'd just worry with trying to get the man in his arms before getting to the goody bits later.
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Post by Articho Reville on Jun 9, 2015 3:24:30 GMT
Articho tried his best to keep a grip on Cipher, but the android was too strong for him. He lost his grip on Cipher before being grabbed by him. The swift kick that followed immediately knocked the wind from his lungs and sent him flying back. The hybrid skidded across the tournament stage to a stop. He stayed lying on the ground for a few moments, gasping for air. His lungs refused to take in any air. He struggled to look up and take in the scene. Chellon was shooting plasma blasts at Cipher and Jarvis was trying to put the android into a headlock.
Articho needed to get back into the fight. He forced himself to take a deep breath of air and stood up. He wobbled to his feet as his breath returned to him. Once he was certain he was stable in his standing position, the hybrid dashed towards the hopefully distracted Cipher. He aimed elbow the android in the stomach before bringing his right fist up in and upper cut to his jaw. If he was successful or not, Articho would try to use his tail to trip Cipher up and follow up by slamming his left foot into the android's stomach again in a powerful axe kick.
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jun 9, 2015 16:10:25 GMT
It seemed these guys were starting to work together. Not bad, since they had really just met today. As soon as he had gotten Articho off of him, Jarvis managed to get him into another hold. Cipher was about to wrench the blue hybrid off of him when Chellon fired his shorts. The android's struggles made sure that Jarvis at least took some of the damage as the shots connected. Before the smoke even cleared (not that Cipher could see it), Articho had closed in, delivering an elbow to his stomach, before adding an uppercut to the mix, knocking him out of Jarvis' hold. The hybrid's tail lashed out to catch his legs, knocking the android onto his back. As he slammed to the floor, the axe kick Articho brought down connected with his stomach.
"Cipher!" Porsalynne yelled out in concern from the grandstands. The android had taken a huge number of hits just now.
The android was still for a moment, before slowly reached up to grab Articho's leg, throwing the hybrid off of him. Slowly, the pale android rose to his feet, like a zombie rising from the grave.
"Not bad," he said, his voice flat as he reached for the blindfold, "Now, let's see how well you do without the handicap." The blindfold fell to the ground as his dull green eyes opened. Even though there was no malice or anger in his expression, something about those eyes was just frightening.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2015 5:20:22 GMT
Chellon looked at the other android removed the blindfold, and he stood still for a few moments before looking at the other two who were helping him fight them. "So... Ummm... I... might not want to fight anymore..." Chellon said, rubbing the back of his head a bit. Without the blindfold, he had a feeling that he might soon become a target for the Android. Letting out a sigh though, Chellon figured that he might as well just give it one more go.
"Alright... I'll at least give it a shot..." He said, shaking his head slowly and took up aim at Cipher. Charging forward, now that the dynamic has changed, Chellon only hoped that whatever was coming next wouldn't hurt as much. With a twirl before he came within arms reach of the Cipher, Chellon placed both hands on the ground in front of Cipher and rolled forward before aiming to kick up at Cipher's chest. He'd use his jetpack to put some distance between the two of them as quickly as he could for safety.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2015 21:27:46 GMT
Jarvis lost his footing after Cypher was knocked free of his grasp. His side and leg lightly burning from a bit of the effect of holding Cypher for the following shot. He'd been hit himself but at least held the android down long enough for the others to get their shots. He'd fall to a moment to one knee the knee hitting the smooth stone base of the arena floor. A hand supporting him on the ground to hold him up for balance. He'd observe his leg for a moment not showing any pain but it did burn lightly. Like a stinging sensation as flesh lightly blistered under burnt cloth. It'd heal not long after though he thought to himself. He simply drew in a few breaths for the moment giving his wound time to settle. If he his legs were gonna act up he'd need to give it a moment to get in proper feeling again. He'd be no good at all if his legs gave out on him especially to a foe with a power like cyphers.
"Think you can make a cleaner shot next time Boyo?" He'd say calling out in a jesting tease towards Chellon. Pulling a cigar from one of his pockets. The brown wrapping only lightly bent from the scuffle thus far. Good enough though and easily stills smoke able. Jarvis pulling a match book out as well folding the book back and striking on a flame that ye yanked free from its holdings in the little paper book. Drawing in a puff as he'd do a few quick breaths to get the thing to light. Embers igniting like a light ember color glowing at the end with a light smoke trail. A light trial as well bellowing from his lips. "Damn nothing tastes sweeter."
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Post by Articho Reville on Jun 13, 2015 6:00:20 GMT
Articho was thrown a little ways back by Cipher. He landed on his back and rolled backwards to his feet, sliding to a stop on the ground. He watched the android remove his blindfold and grit his teeth in response. This went from difficult to nigh impossible in the span of a few seconds. What to do, what to do, what to do. A plan escaped the young hybrid's mind. His strategy of keeping his ki to undetectable levels wouldn't work now that the android could see. "Some help would be incredibly nice to have, you two," Articho said, letting his ki rise to its normal level. Alright, his new plan was be as absolutely tricky as he possibly could. Fight unpredictable and grapple like he was in a pro wrestling match.
Articho rolled his eyes at Jarvis. "Dropping the cancer stick and fighting would be much sweeter than the cancer stick itself. Why do you even have that thing anyway?" As he finished, the half human returned his attention to Cipher and dashed back towards him. He vanished from sight, trying to move behind the android and firing a quick ki blast before moving again, this time to his left. He struck out with a swift left hook to Cipher's jaw, then a swiping kick towards the back of his head with his left foot.
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jun 13, 2015 21:42:09 GMT
Now that his sight was no longer hampered, allowing him to see all three of his competitors, the battle started tilting HUGELY in Cipher's favour, and he was prepared to lay the smackdown on these three.
When Chellon closed in to strike him, Cipher moved to the side, reaching out and grasping the android by the legs. With a mighty heave, he swung the android around like a club, catching Articho's ki blast with him before letting go. Just in time too as Articho suddenly closed in to swing a hook for the android's face. Cipher quickly dropped down, the blow swinging over his head before Cipher delivered a double fisted blow straight to the hybrid's stomach. Not wasting time, he surged forward, planning on grabbing his legs and slamming him into the ground.
Jumping back, he saw that Jarvis was off to the side, smoking a cigarette. Was he done with the fighting? Cipher wasn't planning on letting him off any easier than he was giving the others. He quickly shot towards Jarvis, throwing a small series of jabs at the blue haired hybrid when he got close.
Meanwhile, Porsalynne was cheering in the grandstands. She always loved watching her boyfriend kick ass.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2015 6:42:38 GMT
Chellon laid there on the ground, black mist rising from a burn in his side and one of his legs feeling a little crushed by the knee. He laid there and stared at the sky, simply allowing himself to relax and take in the sights. What happened during those few moments when he aimed to attack was a bit of a haze, but he had a feeling that his kick didn't actually land on the other Android, and that soon after he was thrown to the side. The black mist that rose from his side suggested some sort of cut or wound or something to his exo-suit, so he let his system close it up. "I give...."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2015 22:31:24 GMT
Jarvis flew back catching a few blows to his ribs and chest but managed to barely avoid the majority of them sparing little time to put some distance between he and the droid. Taking off from the arena and quickly sore as he was flying up and landing in the stands next to the girl. With a thunk of his ass on the seat. Shaking his head as if shrugging of the pain. Giving his cheeks a smack to at his face to wake up from a daze. "Roight,.. Cheering like that I imagine he gives you a right smashin behind close doors i bet." Rubbing his chest for a moment feeling for wounds his head covered in a light sweat as something inside was aching him lightly. Something go bruised but he wasn't sure what or where merely that he had a heat in his gut that was starting to burn and his head became lighter as moments went on. "Pretty lass... Does the lass do fine an examinin a wound or two?" His cheek smile slowly fading for a heated face lightly dazed behind blue eyes.
"Well... Guess that's it for me." Reaching back in his pockets to find a cigar his hands lightly shaking as it lifted to his lips slowly the lighter found a moment later as he tried clicking it on. A little trail of blood leaking down one of his lips. The days before this were filled with battle with various moments. His body had never rested long either. Live fast and on the go was a smugglers way. It was finally catching up to him as the light flickered his eyes seemed to glaze and before he could light it his tail fell limp instead of coiled at his waist and he'd fall to the side passing out the cigar and lighter clacking on the ground. At his range the blue boy likely landing on Poralynne's lap. A few drips of blood slowly pooling as it leaked from his mouth. His body letting out heavy exhausted breaths in his passed out slumber.
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Post by Articho Reville on Jun 16, 2015 15:33:15 GMT
Articho's eyes went wide as he felt the wind get knocked out of him. He stumbled back, gasping for air. He wasn't even given the time to catch his breath when Cipher grabbed his legs and his face smashed into the earth. Blood began trickling down his nose. He remained on the ground, trying to bring some air into his lungs. But his lungs, having already been forced to work once before, were refusing to cooperate. The young hybrid was left on the ground, failing to recover from the android's attack. And while his will refused to crumble, his body had given out and Articho remained on the ground. "This isn't over," he rasped, smirking. "I'll beat you one day."
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Post by Cipher 24 on Jun 21, 2015 15:20:32 GMT
It seemed the fight was over the instant Cipher removed the blind fold. A shame, they had been doing so well when he was blind folded. He had hoped they would have held out a bit longer. Then again, they were tired out from earlier. His eye twitched when he heard Jarvis' little joke about Cipher giving Porsalynne a 'smashing' behind closed doors. He saw the look of embarrassed indignation on Porsalynne's face as well. She apparently didn't find the joke funny either. When he asked about whether she could look at his wounds, she turned her head away, seeing this as a chance to get back at him. "Sorry, I'm a seamstress, not a doctor." she replied cooly, before yelping when Jarvis collapsed onto her. Cipher was by her side in an instant, partially to check on Jarvis and mostly to get his head out of his girlfriend's lap. He noted the blood leaking from his mouth, and that he was still alive, just unconscious. Internal bleeding perhaps? A hospital visit would definitely help. It was then that Cipher realized his mistake. He had three downed combatants, plus one girlfriend who couldn't fly. Cipher couldn't leave his three sparring partners there. He let out a long sigh as the only solution came to mind. -----^+^----- Cipher sighed again as he moved through the air. He held Porsalynne in his arms, while he was carrying his three defeated foes on his back. Thankfully he was strange enough to carry them without their weight being an issue. It was just awkward having them on his back like this. At least two of them were still conscious, and hopefully they'd be able to fly on their own soon. He just had to be careful not to drop Jarvis.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2015 5:17:08 GMT
[OOC: Making a note Jarvis is passed out PL please when this ends x3]
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Post by Pah'mazhan on Jul 2, 2015 14:38:31 GMT
Good thread guys! Sorry it ended prematurely.
Chellon, let me know what you want!
Jarvis, you typed 3895 words and will be rewarded with 5545 Power Level!
(117,999) + (4892) = (122,891)
Articho, you typed 2527 words and will be rewarded with 4892 Power Level!
(55,703) + (4892) = (60,595)
Cipher, you typed 2777 words and will be rewarded with 4400 Power Level!
(83,816) + (4400) = (88,216)
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