welcome
Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
vote
credits
Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
|
|
NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO.
|
| | | | |
COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
|
|
A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
|
|
A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
Full Story Here.
|
|
BB T2 R1 - [Luna vs. Danny vs. Batista]
Deleted
|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 18:09:07 GMT -5
[OoC: Lock your stats in your first post. The stats you begin the tournament with are the stats you will end the tournament with. No items of any kind, and no Qi allowed. Participants must post within 24 hours of each other. Failure to do so leads to disqualification. If there is no clear winner within five days of the fight being posted, it will be decided by Staff through a grading rubric. This is a no holds barred fight, so if you feel the need to break some limbs, you go ahead and break some limbs. Post your entrance in the first round, and go ahead and start fighting as soon as you like. Let's get crackin'.] Luna Narcissus, Daniel "Danny" Fletching, and @krozy would all be led down separate hallways by women in white coats. It was requested that they be barefoot for this fight. The halls were dark, barely illuminated by the light bulbs that flickered from the ceiling. Not a word would be uttered from their guides throughout the duration of the walk, but the further they went, the more the crowd's roaring outside became audible. All three contestants would be led to doors at the end of their respective hallways, and once opened, they would see their arena... a room where everything was made entirely of Legos. From the floor and walls, to the single table and four chairs in the center, to the couch and television set along the wall. Even the ceiling fan up in the middle of the room. It was all Legos. "Aaaaand from doooor number one, a woman who's hopefully as deadly as she is cute, Luuuuuuunnnnnnnaaaaaa Naaaarcissusssss!!" There was a mixture of cheering and booing from the crowd, since they were jerks like that. "From doooor number two, a sharply dressed man who looks like he doesn't want to throw a punch for fear of getting his clothes dirty, Daaaannnyyyy Fletching!" The crowd roared once more. "But wait, there's more! From door number three, a man who's fancy in name but looks like he's ready to throw down, Batistaaaaaa Le Martin!" The crowd roared, their desire to see bloodshed more and more apparent by the second. "Alright you bastards, this ain't over until two of you just can't get back up! IT'S TIIIIIME FOR THE BAAAAAREKNUCKLE BEATDOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!"
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Sept 28, 2015 20:08:42 GMT -5
If anything Danny could have been offended that the announcer had called him out in such a way, noting quietly that if he moved on he'd give him an index card. What the hell it would say however was a complete mystery. Perhaps..."Over here we have..." Once again the teenager could feel himself drawing a blank, frowning visibly as he made his way out into the Lego arena with precise steps. Almost accentuating the fact that he was in fact a rich, prissy prep child. Allowing himself s curious glance at the arena they now occupied he couldn't help but chuckle softly in disbelief. "Ok, ok...someone has wayyyy too much time on their hands." The words were spoken in but a soft mutter, saying them to himself as he examined the chairs and table that rested in the center.
The chandelier was certainly a nice touch, but no doubt it would fall at some point or another during this little dance of theirs. However by dance he meant straight up pounding that was about to take place. In fact he'd even changed attire to account for the blood that would soon permeate the otherwise decent Lego bricks. Whether it was his or his competitors however was yet to be determined, but he'd have a good look at them soon enough. In fact, as bare feet grew accustomed to the prickly surface; he began to make out his competitors. Each of them received a careful examination, eyes darting quickly between them as to account for any quick little attacks they wanted to throw his way. Surprise was a great element but since they had been announced it had been taken from all of them so far.
Surprise would have to come later...and Danny for the most part had an idea how. For now though he simply focused in on his opponents, knowing full well the crowd would be calling for blood of some kind to be spilt immediately. Violence was inherent and quite a few people after all.... The thoughts made him frown again but he set his hand against a nearby set of bricks that made up the couch, breaking off a chunk before letting it settle in his right palm. Hopefully this would be entertaining, despite the fact that he had all expectations on getting his teeth kicked in by one of the other two.
|
|
Deleted
|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 21:12:47 GMT -5
At the roaring of the crowd, he grinned smugly. From the beginning of his time in this school to now, he's gotten in his fair share of fights and combat experience. It was clearly shown in his own fighting ability, seeing as he was not only a stronger hit but much faster to approach. Though, he'd have to see exactly how he would compare to other fighters. The woman who'd originally led him to the arena had since walked off, so he'd have no chance to ask any rules in this fight. "Hmm.. looks like all I gotta do is knock some faces in."
Though something was definitely off.. the whole arena had been built from plastic. Hold on just a second.. that wasn't just regular plastic, it was LEGOs. He burst into laughter from that point on, his left hand's index finger pointing at the decoration as his body was bent over. After he'd been done throwing his laughing fit, he looked up to the crowd, figuring he'd give them a show.
"So let me get this right" He would shout to the crowd as loud as he audibly could. "You want me to knock up some dudes in a LEGO arena? You got it" With that being said, the crowd roared in response once more, a mixture of boos and cheers. After a second of hearing the feedback, he'd take his hoodie off, now only in a white T-shirt and his typical black basketball shorts. Though aside from this difference, he had left his chain in the backroom along with his other jewelry. To finish his new tournament appearance, he'd seem to have worn his other fist wrap as well.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Huh? No. I'm not hiding anything.. .///.
|
“
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Luna Narcissus on Sept 29, 2015 6:02:21 GMT -5
The hallway floors were painfully cold on Luna's bare feet as she followed the white coat- a feeling she'd hope wouldn't continue in the arena considering she's become so habituated to wearing winter footwear all year round. Not to mention it almost felt like part of her was naked without some of her accessories- it felt so strange not to have the heavy weight of her watch on, or even the feel of the friendship bracelet Felix gave her (which apparently was breaking the rules to keep on. (She didn't want blood on it anyway...)).
She thanked the girl in the labcoat out of reflex as they both entered the main stadium, although she just replied with a simple boring nod and walked away wordlessly. Not even a word of encouragement, apparently. The sounds of footsteps and flickering lights were replaced with a roar of conflicting cheers and boos as she made her way closer to the stadium- and the cheers reached the climax as she took a couple steps onto the Lego stage. She never had Lego as a child, but this isn't what she had in mind whenever she heard the word- and unfortunately for her, she wouldn't know that standing on single blocks with bare feet would be the equivalent pain of being stabbed. At least her mental attitude would be steady for the first part. "So this is what they were saying when it wasn't going to be your typical fight scene" Luna would whisper under her breath with an ever increasing smile.
The lego brick floor was much warmer than the halls due to the stage lighting, so Luna quickly got comforted by the feeling, despite the strange sensation of the nodes on the bricks against the soles of her feet. She made mental notes of the arena's layout in case she needed to react to something without accidentally jumping into a Lego-red couch.
She made sure to distance herself slightly further from the other two people entering the stage in the hopes they would go after each-other first, putting up her typical boxing stance (although it has slowly evolved into a half-MMA stance since coming to 552 by now). She would wait defensively for either of them to make the first move, keeping an eye on both of them so she could analyze their fighting styles and react if they decided to come her way.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Sept 29, 2015 15:23:25 GMT -5
When his two competitors became aware of their own surroundings, he found that they had entered with equal...yet different approaches. Batista having chosen to rile up the crowd was making a wonderful show while Luna in her entirety was ready for a fight. Not to say the other man wasn't, as he could clearly see that he was but the contrast pulled him toward Luna; almost finding the lack of arrogance slightly appealing. However this was a tournament after all and a few, well placed maneuvers were always entertaining for the crowd and the competitors that performed them. Nothing wrong at all with getting the crowd revved for an absolute explosion of plastic pieces and blood splatters. The two mental images put together simultaneously was more amusing than he had imagined, almost smirking; using what he could muster of his will to restrain himself. No doubt doing something like that would seem odd...and make him an indefinite target.
Regardless he felt whoever actually initiated the fight first would get some flak from the other competitors, so out of lack of a better decision he decided that he was going to be that person going first. Especially since the girl had decided to take up a defensive position, with seemingly no prospect of moving from that spot. His hat laid tilted down to partially cover his eyes, which thankfully he had been allowed to keep; despite having his wonderful shoes taken from him, was now tilted up. He didn't want to block his view of the other competitors, so it rested rather firmly on the back half of his head; almost waiting to fall off. It didn't however, and simply sat snugly against his bleach blonde hair. Both eyes glancing between opponents, trying to decide which one to go for before making his split second decision; reeling back his arm. The decent sized piece of plastic bits still rested firmly in his palm and as he glanced to Batista, he couldn't help but choose him after making such an obvious taunt.
Releasing it with a small heave, he pitched the Lego ball toward Batista; doing his best to aim for the largest part of the man's body, which was his chest of course. In itself, the projectile merely felt like a distraction as he followed it up; glancing quietly toward Luna as he sprinted his way over to the decent sized man that he'd chosen as his target. Doing so to see if she would assist, simply watch, or go for himself. One circumstance was painfully disadvantaged but the other two were decent...not to mention he had to try ignoring each little prick from the bricks below. Thankfully his feet were conditioned for the most part...considering the sheer brutality of having to run from small children or adults with paintball guns...yes...both were usually smaller. Nevertheless he'd gotten to his target within those few seconds, whether or not Batista was ready for what came next was beyond Danny but both hands had taken up one of the chairs on his way over; spinning quietly as his arms angled toward the man's head. The chair was decently weighted and within that turn he hoped to brain Batista with the surprisingly constructed piece of furniture. Not only following up that far but bending at his legs after the plastic did or did not make contact, deciding he would go so far as to swipe the man's feet out from under him in the same move. Hopefully something worked...he wasn't fond of getting destroyed after all.
|
|
Deleted
|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2015 4:31:00 GMT -5
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Huh? No. I'm not hiding anything.. .///.
|
“
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Luna Narcissus on Sept 30, 2015 6:09:07 GMT -5
Nothing says "This is how you successfully do a first move" more than knocking someone out with a Lego chair before the other person even knows what's happening. This guy all of a sudden seemed much more intimidating, but that wouldn't get the best of Luna. Now this time, she was going to go on the offensive, trying to capitalize as much as possible off of the first wave of Lego violence. So far, the majority of her quick-time planning had gone as expected (which was pretty surprising to her in all honesty), so she was determined not to let the situation go to waste.
As Danny went to attack Batista with the chair, Luna would have used it as an opportunity to start phase 2: Keep the advantage on her side; control the center of the room. At this point, she would have moved to the opposite side of the center table to where Danny and Batista were standing. Once in position (Danny would have hit Batista by this point), Luna would throw/flip the table at the two opponents- attempting to make it as parallel to the walls as she could to try and conceal herself. The table would break off at the legs, two of the closest ones would stay stuck into the ground and the two furthest away from her would slide with the table.
She was aware that Danny probably knew where she was in relation to him and what she was planning when she did that, but she couldn't let the plan go to waste if he did. From here, she would try and jump kick the table with her heel to increase it's speed rather than go around it to make the second move (also allowing her to block him from the middle of the room)- however it unfortunately put herself in the middle of a Lego minefield (from the chair explosion), regardless of how Danny dealt with it. She couldn't tell what was worse. The feeling of the Lego nodes on top, or the feeling of the underside when kicking the table underside.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Sept 30, 2015 15:14:03 GMT -5
He'd only gone as far as a chair but this girl had gone for the entire table, which made him slightly anxious as he laid knelt beside his now unconscious opponent. In theory he wanted to do a similar strategy toward the girl across from him but he found it would take more than one move at best. So, with hands already settled around his now unconscious opponent; he heaved quietly, spinning but one time before sending the man he'd previously defeated toward the hurtling table. Meeting it about half way the two would likely collide in a flash of different colors and bricks. No one said Danny couldn't use his competitor after all, considering their weren't any rules except having to be bare...for the most part. In fact he felt the crowd would find the brutality amusing...but one of them would have had to take the pounding so immediately following the shatter of bricks that was about to occur. He breathed in quietly, focusing himself after such a brutish move before quickly scooping up one of the larger chunks that had fallen from the chair.
It was of decent size, probably coming from the actual "cushion" and in hope that she would confuse the unconscious body with his...or simply be distracted by it, he reeled back immediately after Batista had collided with the table. Visibly cringing in a slight "Ow, that must have hurt" gesture before flinging the decent sized ball with force, finding the first time he'd veered off to the right before doing so again; this time able to hit his mark sending it up to the chandelier that hung above. If she wanted to take the center she could, not to say he hadn't already planned on breaking that fixture upon seeing it but he was glad he got the opportunity to do so as soon as it was. The collision not only providing the break he had wanted to attain but he could hear the nodes breaking away from the ones above before cracking completely, the moderately sized Lego masterpiece coming on down to meet the girl below them. This was probably just as rude as what he'd done to Batista...but this was a tournament and if anyone was to succeed they needed to play within the rules...but go as far as they could in those boundaries.
With mostly no rules set in place it was rather easy to push the envelope but despite whether or not the woman had succeeded in evading the obstacle, he scooped up a few more smaller pieces that had come from the chair; finding two of the four legs were still intact, examining them carefully before letting them rest in one hand; walking forward to carefully observe what had actually happened from the interaction. Hopefully he wouldn't have to use Batista as cover anymore either...but whatever it took was what it took. He just needed to play smart and keep his head up.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Huh? No. I'm not hiding anything.. .///.
|
“
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Luna Narcissus on Sept 30, 2015 17:52:23 GMT -5
The table shattered beautifully against Danny- except for the fact it wasn't actually Danny, but Batista! Luna gave him props for using such an outrageous taboo tactic- although she wasn't going to be fooled that easily. She spotted the first of the Lego snowballs come towards her, to which she would hit away with her left forearm. To her surprise it hurt much more than expected, more like an ice-ball than a snowball, making a thin cut go all the way down her arm which stung like a bitch. She was prepared to dodge the second one having learnt her lesson, except it was thrown above her instead of directly at her- aimed at the chandelier which she had nearly forgotten about. If it weren't for a lucky slow-break and a cracking sound cue, she probably wouldn't have reacted fast enough to avoid it.
Luna would jump back into a painful roll back through the Lego table-leg goal-posts just in time. She could only clench her teeth and ignore the pain for now. Danny had very quickly and efficiently moved back the tide back into his favor- but that wasn't going to demoralize Luna.
With the center-arena now no-man's land, she would grab the table legs from the bottom to use as clubs, one in each hand, and would quickly go back to her original defensive posture. She was more confident in her strength than defensive abilities, but with the floor now covered in singles at almost every point of the arena, she would be prepared to make a full counter attack instead of making one herself. Capitalizing on his attack momentum and going to try finish this match in one more move would probably be the best strategy for Luna, although she knew very well that it would be more likely easier said than done.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Sept 30, 2015 18:23:28 GMT -5
This girl was smarter than he'd previously anticipated...at least more so than the other man had been. It just went to show that playing it up for the crowd wasn't always the best idea, plus he may have just not been paying attention. Regardless he did notice the fine cut he'd been able to create, watching her roll out of the way as the chandelier came crashing down. It was an unpleasant sight especially when taking his feet into account, almost shuddering as he thought of each excruciating step. Not to mention after wading through the unpleasant mine field of traps that he'd then have to deal with the blue haired teenager who was waiting ever patiently for him to come to her. Just as she had at the start of the match she expected him to make the move. Someone had to eventually...lest they wanted the crowd to start chucking things at them, but in a way Daniel didn't really care. Throw all they wanted but he would certainly be put at a disadvantage if he tried to maneuver his way through and deal with Luna at the same time.
So far she'd proven to be the most worthy competitor he'd fought in some time, but the wheels in his mind were already turning; deciding that if she wanted to sit there she could do as she pleased. In the meantime, he bent down to a knee; humming softly as he began to pick up small blocks and larger clumps. Gathering them in a pile at his feet, glancing up to Luna about every other second as he began to put the pieces together. He'd make "snowballs" until she decided she'd come on over, finding there was nothing wrong with waiting as he even made an attempt to goad her; coming back to his feet to fling one of the snowballs at the lower half of her body, following up with another piece that rested in his opposite hand. At that point however he knelt back down, continuing the building process with a small chuckle; acting as though he'd forgotten about her at this point.
"Not going to be stupid, girl." He smirked, getting on all fours as he quietly dragged Batista's body back over; fully intent on using him as a shield in case she'd decide to throw a few projectiles of her own. Honestly it was a little underhanded...and he felt bad for Batista...but maybe afterward he'd buy the man an ice cream, do something nice for him at the very least. Maybe he could just pretend the injuries never happened? Borrow some makeup from someone and just give him a small touch up here and there? No...he probably should be honest...but at least he was fighting with everything he had.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Huh? No. I'm not hiding anything.. .///.
|
“
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Luna Narcissus on Oct 1, 2015 9:22:14 GMT -5
If a snowball fight is what he wanted, a snowball fight is what he would get- Luna responding impatiently by throwing her two make-shift weapons at Danny's chest in quick succession before catching the one he threw. If dodging was unfeasible, then she would have to be alert enough to catch them instead. She would return his Lego ball in shortly after, although this one would be aimed at his head to change the pace. She felt sorry for Batista, but she couldn't help but be impressed by how smartly this person was going about this fight, and how easily he saw though her intentions. She'd have to hide her intentions much more carefully from here on if she wanted the advantage back. Pretty much everyone else in this school would have recklessly charged her by now. Her throws wouldn't have been at full strength (probably around the same strength as Danny did his, although still trying to make it look like she was putting her all into it), already having a new backup plan formulated that she didn't want to give away.
Still keeping on eye on Danny, she would slowly make her way towards the sofa nearby, shuffling any Lego bricks away with her feet so she wouldn't step on them. This is where the fun part would begin. Now against a wall, her options of thrown items would have increased- simple ball-like shapes wouldn't cut it.
Starting with the thick arm of the sofa, she would rip it off and lob it purposefully inaccurately at Danny towards his right shoulder using her left hand, once again only at 75% power. This would just be used as one heavy distraction though- her real plan was the Lego picture frame that hung on the wall, depicting a beautiful mosaic Mona Lisa. After grabbing it quickly as she threw the sofa arm, she would rotate her body into a full-power throw, using the square frame as a ninja star aimed at the left side of Danny's ribcage. She hoped the sudden speed increase and thin frame would be able to change the pace enough to take him off guard.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Oct 1, 2015 14:25:36 GMT -5
This girl had deft hands, watching her catch the blocks he'd thrown with relative ease. Letting her send off three of her own including one of his, frowning slightly before lifting Batista back up to take the brunt of the blows. In fact the balls were small enough that two of which hit Batista's backside whilst the final one flew over his head. It seemed she had just as few qualms about hurting the unconscious man as Daniel did, which was also smart. For the most part emotions shouldn't come in the way if you were to win...because there were always people less morality oriented than you. So if you were to beat such people you had to be the lowest of the low. The idea didn't sit well on Danny's conscience, going so far as to leave a sour taste on the back of his tongue. However when the sofa arm came he didn't even flinch at the feeling of Batista's body colliding with the shower of Legos. Admittedly all he needed to do was have the strength to hold Batista up.
This was certainly a smart strategy considering they couldn't move without injuring themselves and the fight would likely come down to projectiles. So it was extremely wise to have a shield in such a situation, one that wouldn't break...hopefully. As the frisbee like picture made its way toward him in its ferocious arc, Daniel frowned heavily. She must have really hated this guy he was holding...and he found it more and more feasible as the painting collided once again with Batista's back, the force behind this blow causing Danny to readjust his footing. On their own Legos weren't very powerful but together accompanied with strength they certainly gained something of a dangerous element. His unconscious victim would no doubt have bruises all along his body but if that were the case then this next move wouldn't have mattered as much.
Still knelt down, Danny made a few careful steps forward; scooping up another much smaller chunk of bricks before slinging it Luna's way. Whether she decided to catch it or dodge, he'd come back to a stand with Batista following suit in his arms. Fingers gripped tightly around the man's clothing before spinning, gaining the momentum he needed to toss Batista's unconscious body Luna's way; it was certainly the biggest projectile in the room after all.... No matter how she dealt with it, Danny made his way forward, torso leaning off to the side as he scooped yet another block; aiming it for Luna as he made his way closer, repeating the process every second or two. Doing his best to occupy her time while he made his way forward. Occasionally stepping on a brick but otherwise being careful with his movements. Hardened skin carrying him forward briskly, if he'd in fact gotten close enough he would (if on the ground) send a foot down in an attempt to slam her stomach, (if standing) he'd do another signature spend before out stretching his foot, going to use his leg to sweep her off of her feet. If this motion were successful (don't know, lol) he would try to press the advantage in the attempt for a pin.
There were many different options and strategies he could have taken but the environment was certainly a helpful tool....
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Huh? No. I'm not hiding anything.. .///.
|
“
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Luna Narcissus on Oct 2, 2015 12:32:41 GMT -5
Luna was disappointed her distraction to ninja-star tactic didn't work on actually hitting Danny, but oh well. She should have planned for more distance variation on her throwing. (She had to really hold back not cringing. Poor Batista...)
Luna would be against the wall as Danny threw Batista at her, which would make a scary creaking sound as she went to try and safely catch him, hoping absorbing as much of the impact as possible. She would be stunned for a moment because of this, but fortunately she be able to use Danny's own technique of blocking incoming fire with Batista's body as he made his way closer to Luna. Unfortunately though, Danny was smartly moving up- which leaves her in a bad position as she wouldn't want to be defensive like this (meaning she wouldn't be able to return any attacks which could lead to a quick victory).
Danny's sweep kick would work as Luna was slow (trying to calculate how to get back). She would land on her right arm, thankfully being near in the corner of the wall and the floor meant she would not stab herself on any Lego blocks. It also would make it very hard for Danny to get her into a pin, so even with Batista on top of her, she would attempt to brute-force the unconscious body upwards into him. The best case scenario would be he would trip back and land in a sea of Lego blocks, although she would take any form of distance to get herself standing again. She would use any opportunity (if at all) to shove Batista's body to the side (not wanting him to be used like this any further) and simply get into a (half)defensive position- although she would be looking for an opportunity to attack at the next chance.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Zzz-grk! Huh!? What do you want?
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Daniel "Danny" Fletching on Oct 2, 2015 14:02:55 GMT -5
Daniel pushed his way down against the body that now separated the two of them, hands gripping Batista's shirt as she too attempted to push upward. Even at his full strength he could feel himself budging by comparison. She was a strong girl, something he'd seen quite clearly when she'd thrown that picture frame at him. Thankfully it hadn't worked but he did expect some sort of resistance and cleverness from the girl at this point. He had the weight advantage of course considering it was both his strength and both his weight and Batista's but there was no denying that she was beginning to push her way back up. Danny grimaced, knowing he'd have but a few seconds to act before she'd be back on her feet with both Batista and him off of her. He couldn't reach her midsection of course...and his arms were presently preoccupied so he did the only thing he could do. Though dirty as it was he used the seconds he had left to raise his right foot.
Oh please forgive me. Daniel thought, sending the bottom of his foot long ways across her ankle; hoping to give it a good stomp; vying to break bone whilst his hands dealt with the unconscious body and Luna as well. What he found though was that this would be the only move he was able to get off (if even successful) before having to stumble backward as to avoid being further disoriented. Watching her toss Batista off, he regained his footing quickly; cursing rather quietly as his foot dug into a Lego brick. That didn't stop him from pushing forward of course; tucking legs in after having pushed off the ground. Coming up into a rather agile flip before out stretching his foot half way through the movement. Leg once again moving down to send the ball of his foot into her stomach. Hopefully she hadn't moved while she was trying to appropriate Batista but it was always a possibility.
There wasn't much room for error in this fight considering just how well Luna positioned herself and focused on her strengths. Waiting for her opponents to come to her was smart, just as clever as Danny had been when using the other poor boy. He half smiled despite hitting or not, he needed to have a small talk with her afterward regardless of result. There was something to be gained from such a meeting...and he wanted it.
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
Administrator
|
Post by Markus Eckhardt on Oct 4, 2015 18:40:04 GMT -5
"Participants must post within 24 hours of each other." Failure to post within over 50 hours results in Luna Narcissus's disqualification. Daniel "Danny" Fletching moves on to round two by knockout. Both participants receive +1 Exp.
|
|
|