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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 24, 2015 23:35:10 GMT -5
 | YES I WILL SEE YOU THROUGH THE SMOKE AND FLAMES ON THE FRONT LINES OF WAR. AND I WILL STAND MY GROUND UNTIL I FALL, TILL WE CONQUER THEM ALL. THROUGH THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES, A SEA OF DEAD DRIVES MEN INSANE. WE ARE DEFIANT TO THE CALL.
it win RIP THIS SHIT TILL MY BONES COLLAPSE
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The Fire Dragon. According to the students of the school, he was one of the more powerful people to walk through it in a long time, comparable even to Riot. This was something Macht was interested in... after having gone toe-to-toe with men like Mikey and Ty, he needed to fight stronger and stronger opponents to up his game. And if Riot wasn't around any longer, who better to test than this fabled Fire Dragon? Word spread all across the city that the School Captain of PHS #552 was issuing a challenge to the Fire Dragon, and he waited on top of the roof. Spectators began to gather, eager to witness the bout that was about to take place, and they seemed even more anxious than Macht himself did. He knew he was going to face a worthy opponent, but that did very little to excite him. More than anything, it calmed him. So, it was here he waited for his opponent. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: open to spectators. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2015 10:25:14 GMT -5
"So the School Captain of a school that I have never heard of, wants to challenge me?"
The Fire Dragon appeared onto the roof top swiftly. It appeared that Rusty completely forgot about his previous encounter with 552. It appeared that he felt that they were... that insignificant. He was a man of business so he immediately got ready. First he pulled off his gloves. His hand reached up to his coat, pulling it off and allowing it and the gloves to drop to the ground. Unbuttoning his shirt, he would step out of his shoes. Tribal style tattoos were adorned all along his torso as he pulled his shirt off and allowed it to hit the ground. He would stare down the boy as he pulled his hair behind himself in a ponytail, revealing even more tattoos along his face. Giving the boy five seconds after he pulled his hair behind himself, Rusty launched his body forward at bullet shattering speeds. A hard right jab shot out at his opponent's throat to test him once he closed the distance.
STR: 50
DEX: 40
CON: 35
WIS: 35
INT: 35
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 29, 2015 23:02:57 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win RIP THIS SHIT TILL MY BONES COLLAPSE |
In the five seconds he was given, Macht shifted into his fighting stance for this battle. Knees slightly bent, he'd put his feet in an L shape with his left taking the lead and his right pointing in its respective direction, left only a half foot ahead of the right. Shoulders hunched and leaning forward, Macht bent both arms at the elbow so that his open palms could catch any blows to his face, and his forearms could adequately defend from any blows to his torso. He remained light on his feet, ready to move at the slightest moment. The Fire Dragon began the match rather suddenly, making a quick charge forward. His speed, however, was nothing impressive, as a majority of his opponents were faster, and because he was used to this speed, he had ample time to react. The very moment moment Macht spotted Rusty's legs begin to make their move, he began to twist his torso to the left. With the speed Rusty was going, he'd dull his own defensive reaction times, putting him in Macht's domain from the start. As Rusty threw his jab, Macht twisted his body and threw his own right straight for Rusty's nose. Macht's reach was slightly longer, as per the height difference, and his own strength packed behind Rusty's speed would make the move a devastating one. His left forearm would swat the jab for his throat away at the same time. All the while, Macht remained watchful, ready to move his feet and counter in kind. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2015 18:34:04 GMT -5
Rusty's nose would collapse under the pressure of Macht's fist. It appeared that this new School Captain was on a completely different level than the previous one that Rusty had fought against in the past. He was shocked, but would not give up his assault. Rusty threw his momentum forward and launched his right knee up aiming to launch his body up and hit Macht in the left kidney. He would bring his right fist down to slam down on Macht's shoulder right where it met his neck.
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