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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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Who ever accepts this can set the battlefield. I will be playing Dirk. | |||
Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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Jobes appears in the middle of a town. He observes that it is an old western town. The wind picks up blowing up his trench coat and revealing his black Commando outfit. Jobes' hair long brown hair blew in the wind revealing his dark orange eyes. He takes off his trench coat and places it on the ground. He pulls Soul off his back draws a line in the ground. He then takes his modernized Civil War Colt .45 out of its holster under his arm and makes sure it is loaded. He places it back into his holster.He stands there feeling the presence is near. A grin came across his face.
"So you rang but you chose to hide? Stop being a coward and show yourself." |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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*A voice sounds from inside a nearby saloon.*
You call me a coward? And who said I was hiding, I was just having a drink while I waited. Tastes like crap though. *The sound of a glass breaking is followed by a swinging open of the saloon's doors. Dirk steps into the sunlight, his shoulder length white hair pulled back behind him. Across his back is his scabbard holding his swords along with the CGGP/L Combat Rifle. Two pistols are secured at his hip. His combat armor covers all except his head and right arm, the latter having a slightly strange hue to it even in the bright light. He pulls a pair of sunglasses from a pouch on his belt and puts them on. Cracking his neck, he reaches back and draws his swords, the duetronium blades gleaming in the sunlight. Raising the right one in a high guard, dropping the left in a low guard, he studies Jobes for a moment, as if desiding how best to strike. He shows no sign of being impaired by whatever he was drinking.* |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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Jobes stood there watching the man for a moment. He noticed the CGGP/L Combat Rifle on his back.
"So a Rifle vs Sword. This is a fair fight." Jobes charged the man; pulling out his Colt.45 and fired two Lipsten Bullets at Dirks mid section. Lipsten Bullet- travelts faster then oridinary bullets at 1200 ft/sec |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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*Dirk moves at the same instant as Jobes, leaping off the decking in front of the saloon, the first bullet still manages to hit him, but is stopped by the Deutronium microweave combat armor, the other one punches through the saloon door and shatters a jug of whisky on the shelf behind the bar. A series of shouts comes from inside. Dirk lands on his feet, standing just to the side of Jobes both swords slashing to his side intending to behead Jobes. A guy in a big cowboy hat smashes through the side window of the saloon as a large brawl begins inside.* | |||
Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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OOC: I am assuming your on my right.
Just as Dirk landed he unsheathed Soul. Jobes moved to the left narrowly escaped a beheading. He then thrusted Soul straight at the midsect of Dirk. |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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OOC: I was thinking left... but right works.
IC: *Dirk follows through despite the miss, he carries through into a roll that took him a few feet from Jobes and comes to his feet. With a quick movement, he reverses grip on his right hand sword as if it were a dagger, the blade pointed down instead of up. Leaping into the air, attempts to drive the sword straight throught the top of Jobes head.* |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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Jobes upward blocks with his sword. As soon as the swords touch a spark forms and Soul Steal heads towards Dirks Sword.
Soul Steal- a beam of pure soul energy that passes through Jobes' sword Soul into the opponents sword. Then it passes back through the opponents sword and into Jobes. This will make the opponent weak while Jobes steals the the power/life of the opponent |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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OOC: Interesting... forced me to show my defensive trump card.
IC: *The beam carriers through the sword into Dirk's arm... and there it stops, for there is not a life force within the arm. It passes back to Jobes without having done anything. Dirk lands in front of Jobes, the blades locked in the air.* Cybernetic arm... very useful. Unfortunately for you, now that you know that, I have to kill you. *Dirk's head lunges forward in a headbutt aimed at Jobes' nose.* OOC2: Dirk had lost his arm 65 years prior durring the Shrak-Ta conflict durring the history of Malthar. This will come up in the Anolan Wars RP. |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6008 days Last activity: 5008 days |
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The headbutt makes contact with Jobes' nose. Blood starts to come from Jobes' nose. He tears his shirt and plugs his right nostil his shirt. Jobes then back flips ten feet and lefts his right hand. An invisible wall , Solar Plex, come flying through the air.
Solar Plex- 100 mph wind that has contained heat of the sun, it is 30 yds wide and 10 yds high (Last edited by Jobes on 07-25-06 03:33 AM) |
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Dirk Ralthar Thief Since: 07-18-06 From: Malthar Since last post: 6130 days Last activity: 6101 days |
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*Dirk follows Jobes' retreat, leaping over him when he raised his hand, avoiding the worst of the Solar Plex. However, it grazed his right leg, the armor melting almost instantly. When he lands, he hits the ground off balance, quickly hitting the release switch for the damaged portion. As the armor falls away, Jobes can see that the leg is badly burned. Dirk straightens up, pushing the pain off to a far corner of his mind as he returns his focus to the task at hand. He suddenly drops one of his swords, his hand drawing his laser pistol gunlinger style as he opens up at Jobes' chest. |
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