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| Phoenixocracy Posts: 907/2746 |
OOC: Need to edit. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 147/1586 |
Frankie was stuck there was no way to escape both attacks. Alastor's hand clamped down on Frankie's arm causing extreme pain, he felt his bones beginning to splinter but Frankie lifted his shoulder to take the dagger. There was so much dark energy in Frankie's body the pain was slowly killing him. "time for a final attack." Frankie soared upwards avoiding the tree but Alastor was still at his mercy. The two sailed into the sky at unimaginable speeds. But the pain grew to be too much Frankie released Alastor and amputated his broken arm, he was losing too much blood he needed to finish this. Frankie allowed himself to fall, while Alastor continued into the air while Frankie approached the ground. "I didn't want to do this yet." Frankie surrounded his body with a large quantity of souls, the armor grew and grew, giving Frankie a monsterous appearance. He reached forward with a hand to grab Alastor while he was still flying upwards. The possibilty of avoiding this was unimaginable, seeing as how Alastor was moving at a tremendous speed in a single direction.
Frankie's Collective Armor V.2: Frankie surrounds his body with souls making the armor thicker and eventually becoming like a giant suit of armor increasing his body size and strength as well as giving his old abilities a boost. Lasts 10 turns but Frankie is left crippled after use. Losing movement in his arms and legs. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 903/2746 |
OOC: Edited correctly.
BIC: The duo hurtled towards the tree, propelled by the flight of Frankie. Alastor knew not what to do before they hit the tree, but devised a plan in a matter of nano-seconds to injure the Vampire further, and possible escape to damage. As he still had the sword, bristled with energy, in his hand, Alastor willed it to shrink into the size of a 6 inch dagger for maneuverability. With his opposite hand, the one charged with Dark energy, he attempted to grab hold of the arm of Frankie. To escape this grapple attempt would be unimaginable. Once the arm was in his grip, getting out would be be even rarer, as Alastor had Dark energy charged, multiplying his strength. If Alastor did grip the arm, he would increase the Dark energy to the second level, hoping the shatter the bone beneath the fragile flesh with an unyielding grip. While Alastor did this, he stabbed the dagger towards the neck of his opponent, hoping to kill him, or at least pierce his shoulder if it missed. With both of these attacks, each with a different hand, Frankie may pull up out of the charge towards the tree in pain. If so, Alastor's grip would hold (if held in the first place. Near impossible to dodge, considering position, movement, etc.) and lift him from the tree, as well. If for some reason the grip did not work, Frankie would be busy dodging the grapple attempt, and would be distracted, making the dagger attempt almost a sure hit. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 146/1586 |
Frankie saw the knee coming and accepted it. The blow hurt but he refused to recoil. His fist was still in Alastor's chest so he flew faster aiming their bodies at a large tree trunk behind Alastor. The two would slam against the unforgiving wood but Alastor was first. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 902/2746 |
Alastor watched as Frankie avoided the blade and charged him. While it was too big to maneuver, it wasn't too short to plant itself into a thick branch above. Which is exactly what it did.
Using this to his advantage, he sent the bottom half of his body up as Frankie charged in towards his chest, which was moving backwards now. While the punch had previously had the strength to break ribs, all it did now was bruise him, due to the face that Alastor chest was moving with the punch. However, all of Alastor momentum had been moving forward, and he had put all of it into his legs his sword planted itself in the tree. Using this momentum, he brought up his knee in an attempt to slam into Frankie's stomach. Considering the speed at which Frankie was moving towards Alastor, and Alastor's leg was moving towards Frankie, dodging this would be next to impossible. The blow would knock the wind out of Frankie, in which Alastor would be ready for a follow up attack. He had his sword shrink to normal size, whether or not the knee struck. He would need it to finish this fight. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 145/1586 |
Frankie watched in horror as the blade grew but he knew certain truths and he was going to exploit one weakness right now. The blade was coming up at him so frankie rolled to the side avoiding it and swooped down low at his opponent. The long blade would require focus and it would be difficult to move given its size. Frankie charged energy on his fist and flew at alastor's chest. He didn't want to punch his opponent he wanted to run through him. With his limbs no longer surrounded by energy, and his awkward sword in his hands this attack would be nearly impossible to dodge, and if it hit the punch would leave a large bruise on Alastor's chest if not crack a few ribs. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 901/2746 |
Alastor watched as the Vampire amputated his leg, burning the wound shut. The amount of blood his body just lost due to the leg being amputated would be a shock to his body. Plus, the amount of pain that must have caused made Alastor wince simply thinking about it.
Alastor charged his opponent before he could hope to fly away. No energy remained charged upon his limbs. His sword was the sole weapon he needed for now. If his enemy wished to fly, he would need to do so elsewhere. The canopy of branches should at least slow him down, allowing Alastor an attack before he took flight. Quickly, Alastor ran with his sword at his side. When he neared his opponent, he brought up the dark blade in an uppercut motion, extending the blade by concentrating on the energy and adding more. It now ranged seven feet long. By swinging in an uppercut, the blade should slice the Vampire in half unless he flew. Even if he flew, the blade was moving upwards, and was extended, meaning that he had more range. Frankie would also not be expecting the sudden reach. If this blow hit directly, the Vampire would be lying in two spots upon the ground. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 141/1586 |
OOC: I never want to get into a real fight with you if you think that taking a bone breaking blow to the knee leaves you with enough energy to knee someone ten meters lol.
BIC: Frankie used his good leg to push himself off of the ground. His leg trailed behind him and caused severe pain. He used his still energy charged hand to swiftly amputate it and burn the wound shut. The freed limb fell to the ground. Frankie wanted to stay in the air away from his opponent and that cursed dome of his. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 899/2746 |
Frankie's knee sailed towards Alastor's head, considering he had been falling and had sent the punch whilst falling. He moved his head to the side, and the knee slammed into his shoulder, sending him rolling backwards about ten meters from Frankie. He saw the orbs while rolling, and quickly brought his hands together while rolling. The black energy was still there, as punching with Alastor's energy does not make it dissipate, simply weaken a fraction.
Because he had been charging Dark energy on the hand he had broken Frankie's knee with, and the other carried Rage energy, another dome formed around Alastor. This one was larger than the first two because of the amount of energy charged on his fists. Not only did it block the explosion, but it headed towards Frankie as well. The dome may not hit the Vampire because the explosion may have knocked him backwards, hurting his knee further. If he had fallen down, there was little chance of getting up with such an injury. If he chose to fly, the limb would dangle, pulling on nerves, muscles and tendons, causing even more pain. The broken knee was a huge advantage for Alastor. Alastor continued rolling to his feet, a couple meters from the position in which he activated the dome. "Now," he said. His sword came flying back to his hand. Because it was in its energy state, Alastor could control it beyond physical means. He had control over the Dark energy, and therefore, the sword itself. Frankie was in trouble. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 140/1586 |
OOC: I'll accept that as a happy medium.
BIC: Frankie heard his knee crack as Alastor's fist slammed into it. Tears came down from Frankie's cheeks as the pain flooded him. Frankie sent his good knee at Alastor's chest. But he also drew back both of the orbs he had sent out from earlier. They found their way between him and Alastor and exploded. The knee to the chest was almost impossible to avoid given their positions and the following explosion would be just as difficult because of the movement needed to seperate them. Frankie wanted to win, badly. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 898/2746 |
OOC: Disagreement, since my body was not bent over. Thighs are higher than that. Simple physics and anatomy. Instead, I have a solution to this.
BIC: Alastor fell along with the foot when he saw his opponent swing his arms. As he fell, he felt the swing of his opponents fists miss. With that much momentum, they might slam into Frankie's own thighs. Before he hit the ground, Alastor released one hand from the hold, but the other held strong to keep the leg where it was. Alastor then sent a punch hurtling towards his opponents knee cap. Dodging would be almost impossible, since Alastor had hold of the leg, and Frankie should be off balance from missing his target. The knee would break on contact. And the punch was low enough to avoid the fists of Frankie if they swung to his legs. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 138/1586 |
Frankie leaned forward as Alastor reached for his leg. As he felt his opponent's hands on him, Frankie slammed his fist down towards Alastor's back. Alastor would have a very difficult time avoiding this at all. He was leaning down to catch Frankie's foot, so his back was clearly exposed. And the fist had incredible energy stored in it so if it hit Alastor's back it would shatter bones. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 897/2746 |
Alastor sidestepped the kick and attempted to grab hold of Frankie's leg with both hands as it flew past. It should be an easy grab, with Frankie being on one leg and all of his momentum in that kick.
If he did grab hold, he would swing Frankie around and slam him into a tree. With the energy still charging on his hands, this would feel like swinging a wooden sword to Alastor. If Frankie hit the tree, it would be with bone-shattering strength. Something was going to break. While doing this, Alastor concentrated on his sword deep in the woods. Finding it was no problem, as it was made of his energy. Now then... |
| Squire Vince Posts: 135/1586 |
Frankie moved through the forest with his opponent giving chase. He saw the tree holding Alastor's weapon before him and using his energy charged feet he kicked the trunk destroying it and sending the sword deeper into the forest and into a plume of dust. Good luck finding it now Frankie said as he turned to fight. He charged his feet again with energy. It was time
to get personal. He sent a kick to Alastor's left thigh. They were far enough apart for a block but if it did hit the muscles in Alastor's leg would be useless. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 893/2746 |
Alastor missed with his follow up punch, but used the forwards momentum to bring him down into a push-up stance, letting the orb fly over him. He jumped back up and ran towards Frankie, not a readable expression upon his face but the rush of a battle.
My sword is still in its energy form, Alastor thought simply. Not angry. Not worried. Just accepting. He was ready for this. As he neared his opponent, he prepared for an attack, but only in rebuttal for the attack he knew was coming at him first. He launched no punch or kick, just prepared himself. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 133/1586 |
Frankie saw Alastor coming towards him. He was low to the ground so Frankie jumped over him and avoided a follow up punch by flying slightly higher than his normal jump. He called the orb back to him and sent it towards Alastor. He flew past Alastor and into the forest he set his sights on something. His hands and feet becoming more charged as he entered the forest and neared Alastor's blade. "Never release your weapon if you want to keep it" |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 890/2746 |
Alastor saw the orb heading for him and quickly ran towards it, ducking and sliding. He knew Frankie had shot it from his new position, so he slid towards him.
When he saw the Vampire, he sent a kick powered by the dark energy that had been charging towards his leg. If that missed, it was most likely because Frankie had jumped out of the way. If so, Alastor would spring to his feet and send an energy powered punch to Frankie's upper chest. His sword had been lodged into a tree, Alastor saw, and was there if he needed it later. He had his means. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 131/1586 |
Frankie watched as Alastor slammed his foot to the ground. He's used that trick before, Frankie thought as he leapt to the side and watched Alastor's blade fly into the forest behind him. Frankie covered his hands in energy and sent the orb guarding him into the dust. Alastor's figure was barely visible in the dust but Frankie saw him and prepared to fight. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 888/2746 |
"Better than you, Frankie," Alastor smirked. While they were still friends, this was much more than a friendly match. Alastor wanted blood, and it would not be his own.
Suddenly, Alastor slammed his foot into the ground, dirt shooting up from the force of the blow, thanks to a small amount of the energy used. Directly afterwards, Alastor threw his sword from his hands, the dark blade still made of energy shooting blade-first with tremendous speed. Frankie would be unable to see the blade coming for him due to the shroud of debris. It would pierce his torso if not dodged. Alastor continued charging energy, and ran forwards to where his opponent was, ready for a fight. |
| Squire Vince Posts: 128/1586 |
Frankie's arm was burnt badly. But that wasn't where His attention needed to be. Alastor's figure appeared through the dust. Frankie charged his fists with his energy, and created another orb to replace the one he had destroyed. He then sent two of them out not at Alastor but just out to the side. He then stood grudgingly. He wanted this to be over but knew this battle would go on. "how're you fareing Alastor?" |
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