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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.
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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
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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!
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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.
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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.
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LG vs Apex: Aaron and Austin Offshoot
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 2, 2015 21:39:07 GMT -5
OOC: I wasn't too sure on how this attack too place, so I'll just run with it haha. Let me know if you have any issues. Also, to those wondering- since Aaron and Knuckles separated, we're gonna finish the fight up here and just wait for the rounds to catch up to us. Any problems, PM me.
Aaron absorbed the blow to the cheek- strange, the leverage and angle of his attack shouldn't have allowed such a retaliation as it cuts off strength and power at the shoulder. Still, the blow turned his head to the side just a little, though his eyes would be on Austin. He would move his head back just a little, Aaron deciding to use the opening Austin would give him to throw a short left jab for upper-cheek/eye region, intent to cause pain to radiate from the nerves that were woven around the socket to hinder his sight. Then, he would throw a right uppercut, his rather unexpected speed surprising himself as his left arm would attempt to whip back.
Comparing the two of them, Aaron had an idea of where they stacked up. Neither one cared much about damage, But the Eldest Hollows knew he had a vast advantage there. Austin, despite what seemed to be an overwhelming strength advantage, he was crippled by his speed. Aaron was actually able to nearly keep up with him visually....to dodge blows. That was new, for him.
Assuming his uppercut and/or jab struck home, he expected Knuckles to attempt to press his power advantage. Aaron would have to utilize leverage and weight in order to keep them from grappling too heavily.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 3, 2015 0:38:51 GMT -5
Austin's head would shift toward the right as the left jab came in, more out of instinct than anything else. It would lessen the impact of the jab, but he felt it none the less. The uppercut though, Austin was more prepared to deal with.
His head would pull backwards and his right arm would look to slap down at the inside of Aaron's elbow, his fingers looking to clamp on. At nearly the same time his left knee would lift and thrust, with the intention of embedding itself into Aaron's gut, his own left arm folding in preparation.
If his knee landed, Austin would look to follow up with a right low kick aimed toward Aaron's heels in attempt to sweep them straight from under him. If he even managed to get that far, his left arm would swing up and over as The Mountain fell intending to drive his head harder into the concrete.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 3, 2015 13:02:13 GMT -5
Aaron's left leg stepped a little left and inward, his left arm lifting to slam his elbow down on the stop of Austins forearm to break the grip as his right arm pulled at the same time. His movement would slide his torso to the side, avoiding the knee at the same time albeit a little inadvertently.
Assuming his elbow hit Austins arm and broken the grip, his already bent right arm would attempt to stab forward, fingers extended to stick Knuckles in the eye. The natural reaction would be for Austin to jerk his head back (at least, that's what Aaron thought), which would mean Aaron probably wouldn't stab Knuckles eyes out like he planned. Still, it would probably hurt like a bitch and force him to close his eyes- the point of the attack and the angle of attack not meant for damage but purely to blind him.
If it worked, Aaron's right leg would attempt to kick the inside of Austins right knee with the intent to snap that puppy like a twig, the right leg being back a little more so the kick would come around aiming purely for speed and power.
OOC: +15 to Strength, activating LG Tattoo. I'll let LG know they get this boost as well, assume we're still using stats from the LG thread.
New stats: Str: 80 -- Dex: 63 - Con: 115 - Wis: 30 - Int: 40
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 4, 2015 20:18:57 GMT -5
These two were battling in very close proximity, like two rabid dogs trying to tear each other apart. Aaron would use his left arm to break Austin's grip. He was sure if he wanted to stay holding on his could have, but he had no intentions of doing so. Instead he saw and open and he opted to go for that.
His own left leg would step toward the left and forward, narrowly avoiding the right Aaron sent. His right arm, which would have curled slightly but not retracted after having it's grip broken, would snake up and over Aaron's shoulder and under his right arm.
Knuckles would immediantly look to lift him up and off his feet, before trying to closeline slam him into the concrete, before jumping off and toward his left to clear some distance. Aaron was quick could clearly take a hit. But that didn't mean he was invincible or unbeatable. The timing just had to be right.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 4, 2015 21:04:56 GMT -5
Aaron would simply bend the arm, meeting Austin strength for strength as the male attempted to lift him. His right leg shifted back squarely, preventing a lift with the lowered center of mass as Austin would also attempt a clothesline. Aaron would bring his left hand up to palm Austins bicep and prevent it, his right hand having gripped Austins clothes at the ribcage to stabilize. Assuming Aarons hand would palm Austins clothes-line and stop it, almost immediately following the blow his left palm would shift forward and right, aiming to palm the upper-side of Austins face.
Aaron would then try to jam a thumb in Austin's eye. Not kindly, or to burn or sting. Aaron would try to cut and smash Austins eyeball inside his skull.
At the time all this was happening, Aaron was aware that Austin was unlikely to keep his left arm wrapped around Aarons and would try to bring it back into the foray. If he did, Aaron would use the assumed grip of his left hand and would move his right hand up to palm Austin's left peck while he would try and run backward with Austin and smash him into a wall.
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Stats: Str: 80 -- Dex: 63 - Con: 115 - Wis: 30 - Int: 40
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 4, 2015 23:06:06 GMT -5
Aaron seemed to have an anawer for everything. He was definitely a good fighter. Quick, strong and precise in his attacks. This was certainly going to test his limits. Knuckles felt his head knocked upward as the upper-cut connected. He was preparing to retaliate when he felt a sharp, piercing pain as Aaron's thumb dived into his left eye.
His right would widen as he let loose a beastial roar of agony. His vision in his left eye cut out immediantly, white flashes of pain ripped through his head as his blood spewed onto Aaron's hand and body. His left arm had moved to strike, only to feel his grasped and pinned against his body, and The Mountain pushing him backwards.
M-my fuckin- T-this mother fucker just.. M-MY FUCKIN EYE!!
So much was racing through Austin's head between the flashes of pain that signaled through the left aside of his face. Knuckles could not believe that Aaron was willing to go so far as to disfigure him. This would change everything. There was no turning back now. No longer was peace with the Lightning Gang in any shape or form, ever going to happen now. Every single one of them would become a target, to him that even included Phoebe. At least in this moment of rage.
A strange sensation would ripple through his midsection, one he hadn't felt in quite a while. His implant would activate and Knuckles would stomp down hard with his feer, preventing Aaron from pushing him back any farther as his upperbody shifted forward and Austin would look to slam his head into Aaron's nose as hard as he could, while his body flexed and gave a violent thrusting push backwards to knock the eldest Hollow away.
Austin would not persue though, instead taking a knee and lifting his left hand to cup at his destroyed eye, practically foaming at the mouth as he did so, with his right hand falling toward his right side as his chest heaved and groans of pain sounded out.
"Y-YOU CAN'T TAKE BACK WHAT YOU JUST DID! M-MY FUCKING EYE! FUCK YOU IF YOU THINK ANY OF YOUR PEOPLE ARE SAFE!! NOT ALLEN, NOT PHOEBE.. I-i'm not gonna fuckin' stop til every single one of you LIGHTNING FUCKS CHOKES ON THEIR OWN FUCKIN BLOOD!"
Activated Reaper Implant:+10 str for one attack, once per thread.
STR - 35(96)|DEX - 35(42)|CON - 35(68)|WIS - 25|INT - 30
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 4, 2015 23:30:11 GMT -5
Aaron was thrown off Austin, his body propelled backward both by the throw and the headbutt. He felt sharp pain in his nose- A burst vessel and bruised bone....but not yet a break. Blood leaked from his left nostril as he flew through the air. He turned his body right a little, his right hand slamming outward to palm the side of a car and indent it as though it just got T-boned. He would reach up with his clean right hand and blow a snot rocket of blood onto the ground. He watched Knuckles apathetically. The boy was...so young. Now, he was missing a part of himself. He almost reached up to his right shoulder inadvertently, where his shoulder had been....his eyes narrowed at Austins words. He looked down at his hand, covered in blood. His....his hands in blood. Sand under his feet. He couldn't hear his men. What....? His eyes came back up to Austin, a feeling of cool calm inside pouring outward. He felt....he felt....
Nothing.
"You think this was a game, Austin? Did you think being my enemy was a game? People like your leader murdered my mother. My sister was raped and tortured and raped some more by them. And now you threaten them further?"
He pushed off the car, cracking his neck as his eyes were wide with unfeeling hate.
"You think I don't hate myself for what happened to them? I do. I wouldn't let you take her from me if it is the last thing I do, boy. Not like this. I gave you my blessing- and now I take it back. You aren't worthy of her, my only sister. I'm going to hurt you worse than the eye kid. I'm going to make sure you never want to see or hear the name Hollows ever again."
Aaron would start forward again, hands up in a boxing stance and not bothering to wipe off Austins blood- there would be a lot more of it when he was done- and would attack according to Austin's stance at the time.
OOC: Attacking next round, since I'm not sure when/if I'll be cut off, or what Austin will do here.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 5, 2015 2:19:43 GMT -5
Austin knew that his own words were shouted out in anger and frustration. Maybe he really wouldn't harm Phoebe, but as far as he was concerned, that path was unlikely to ever be traveled now. Knuckles wouldn't be able to look past Aaron being her brother. Not anymore.
As Aaron spoke, Austin would slam his left fist into the ground as his right continued to hide the wound on his face. There was no turning back now, this had to be done. His left hand would dip into his pocket as The Mountain continued to speak. Austin would listen, but he wasn't planning on saying a whole lot anyways.
Removing his hand from his pocket, Knuckles would bring it up to his mouth as his right hand dropped away from his destroyed eye. The single blood-shot hazel hue glaring toward Aaron laced with hatred. The only thing he could think of, was tearing him apart limb by limb.
"T-THIS IS YOUR FAULT THAT IT HAS TO COME TO... THIS! Y-You wanna treat me like a damn monster.. I'LL SHOW YOU A FUCKIN' M-MONSTER!"
Immediately after his hand reached his mouth, Austin's body would begin to morph in front of his opponent's eyes, his muscles swelling. His muscle mass doubling in size as he grew taller in his crouch. All the while Austin's head was cocked to the right and that blood-shot, bulging eye was locked upon the one who had caused him this injury.
Austin would lurch forward slightly before bursting fourth from his crouched position, straight toward The Mountain. It would likely be clear to his opponent that his pace was significantly faster than it previously had been. As he ran, his Knuckles dragged across the concrete parking-lot, grinding out a trail as he cleared the distance.
The behemoth that the Apex Warrior had become was intending to meet Aaron head on. Both his arms would reel backwards as he was nearing the LG representative, making it look as though he would seing wildly with both. However just before he approached melee range, he would leap and ball himself up, intending on smashing into him like a wrecking ball and crushing him against the car he had just landed into.
If he landed against him, pinning him to whatever was left of the car with his knees, the enraged Knuckles would litterally begin to try and pound him continuously with lefts and rights until ge no longer could.
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x2 Pure Jekyll/Hyde: +10 Str +10 Dex +10 Con -5 Int -5 Wis for 5 posts. -5 to all stats after the drug has worn off, unless more is taken. Use of two pills at once stacks stats, not posts, but results in -10 to all stats when worn off.
Mitigator: Removes the negative effects of any drug currently in use for the remainder of its duration. However, once the drug has expired, negatives are doubled. (-5s become -10s, and so on.)
Behemoth: +10 Con and pain ignoring (this is not a null) for 5 posts. -5 to all stats once it has worn off, unless more is taken. Multiple uses stack posts, not stats. (Only for Pain Ignoring, Con not applicable)
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 5, 2015 14:03:13 GMT -5
Aaron stayed where he was as his eyes watched Knuckles choke down pills. His eyes narrowed as his stance widened. His brow twitched as Knuckles seemed to grow and swell. Despite knowing that kids these days could do things like that, this was actually his first time seeing it. Felix had turned into a fucking cloud- but that was no different than the crazy ones in the military. So far as he knew, he and his siblings had no abilities like that. Knuckles was taking it far more personally now- good, Aaron didn't want him to hold back. Aaron bent his knees a little further and, as Knuckles got close he would jump- right as Knuckles leapt into a ball- leaping 20 feet straight up at a rapid pace so that knuckles would slam full on into the car, taking the entirety of the damage himself.
As Aaron landed and spun around, his mind was clicking through the possibilities. He never called Austin a monster- he said the men he worked for were. By extension, Knuckles was working along-side and with RIOT. He knew the same old excuse used by rulers and dictators around the world- that they never physically had a hand in it. Yet, people condemned hitler for the slaughter of the jews. They condemned his commanders- because they took credit for everything else. Because when you ruled, you were responsible for your subordinates. To claim otherwise was to defeat the purpose of leadership. Macht's brother, Mikey....he was a RIOT elite. He had a hand in raping his sister, whether Knuckles or Macht or Mikey himself wanted to face that reality.
Aaron, assuming that Knuckles had smashed into the car would attempt to rush forward and jump on his back, aiming to wrap his legs around his waist in a body triangle while his arms would aim to wrap around his neck to lock in a rear naked choke, his back bending and turning his hips into a fulcrum to take away whatever strength advantage the knew roided-out kid would have....or so was his intention. As strong as Knuckles was, the pills had to have a downside. Dragging knuckles, bourish roar. Perhaps...he was giving up his mind in favor of his body? Aaron wasn't sure. If he locked in the choke, he prepared for Knuckles to try running him into shit by tightening his back. He didn't care how strong Knuckles was- Aaron's body could take it. It could. It had to.
It hadn't failed him yet.
OOC: Final post of high stats.
Stats: Str: 80 -- Dex: 63 - Con: 115 - Wis: 30 - Int: 40
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 5, 2015 18:27:00 GMT -5
When Aaron jumped, Austin's legs would kick out of the 'cannon ball' he had intended to crush Aaron with, so his feet would essentially crash into the car first, halting the the steel frame bent and distorted further. However Aaron had made a mistake of his own. He had just straight up, rather high too.
Knuckles muscular legs would bend against the wreckage of the car as he halted himself, his upperbody lifting forward as he stopped. Ommediantly he kicked upwards and back, twisting as he did so. Austin's body would twist with the jump, so that as Aaron came down, Knuckles was in the air, behind and below him.
Those meaty hands would snatch at the back of both Aaron's ankles while he was airborne and extewmely limited in how he could defend himself. Austin didn't believe he could avoid this one. He would look to hold tight and flex thoae muscles to swing Aaron down toward the concrete face first like he was swinging as club over head.
Knuckles would look to land on his feet and drive The Mountain as deep as he could into the ground. And his follow up would be simply, as he would litterally yank backwards and up and look to toss Aaron right back up into the sky, flipping like crazy to add in a little distortion. Austin would then leap upward and back, to keep himself in a good position relative to Aaron, before swinging both hands to try and bat him back down to the ground like he was spiking a volleyball.
Aaron was good, but he couldn't avoid everything. Especially when he had allowed himself to take to the air in the first place. One thing was sure. There was no way in hell Austin was loosing an eye and Aaron was making it out unscathed.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 5, 2015 20:04:52 GMT -5
Perhaps Knuckles thought that Aaron was dodging more than fighting- but a bloody nose, a scuffed abdomen and a bruised cheek was evidence of the punches they had exchanged. The difference here was that Austin had been dealt what most fighters considered a crippling blow with the mangling of his eye. Aaron wasn't unscathed- he just wasn't disfigured to the point that it made his ability to fight severely hampered.
Nor did he plan on getting that way.
The great thing (great for Aaron) about knuckles losing an eye was that number 1: Austin had never had to deal with this before. Losing an eye had a vast impact on depth perception, balance....distances. Aaron planned to use Austins inexperience in that way to his fullest advantage. When he jumped, naturally his eyes would be on Knuckles, not straight ahead stupidly. So when knuckles kicked out to stop himself Austin frowned. How did he...? At the vast pace he was moving at, and with what he intended, Austin's mental capabilities shouldn't have allowed that if they were dragged down. So...perhaps what he took didn't have a drawback now. Maybe that hit later. That meant, of course, that Aaron would have to attack from his current position.
Very well.
As he fell he would tip his body to the side and backward- not moving from his position just shifting his bodies angle so that his torso was leaning more toward Austin- so that, assuming Austin stayed where he is, Aaron would aim a harsh backfist for the side of his face. If knuckles wanted to, he could probably catch and slam Aaron by his torso but....Aaron would try to be ready more for a throw than for that, the car Austin slammed into making it difficult for the large blonde to back up since the vehicle was behind him.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 5, 2015 21:34:57 GMT -5
Knuckles may have been eyeless on his right side now, but that was the reason he had kept his head cocked in Aaron's direction so that he would still be able to catch movement out of his peripherals. As he rose up to meet Aaron in the air, his opponent shifted and sent a backfist.
The backfist would land, but Knuckles wouldn't even register it. The only thing he was feeling at this very moment was rage and the desire to destroy this man for what he had done. However, this meant his approach to attacking had to change.
So as Aaron connected with the backfist, the closest arm of Austin would wrap around the extended limb and pin it to the side of his head while his other hand snapped to grip the back of Aaron's neck.
And as gravity took hold, Knuckles would force Aaron's body to redirect toward the ground. However this time he would be aiming to drive him to the ground with Aaron's head leading the charge. Due to current positioning, Austin was worried little about Aaron's free arm.
So long as it went as he planned, Austin would thrust toward the ground as he neared and Aaron would practically have his forehead smashed into the ground as his head lead the fall, with the weight of the behemoth landing on top of him.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 6, 2015 13:40:05 GMT -5
Aaron felt his hit strike home, and would be slammed bodily into the ground, twice. He was then thrown and slammed onto his back, twisting as Austin Loki'd him until the big man was on top of him. With chips of cement sticking out of his face and chest, leaking blood, he would aim to grab Austins thigh with his left hand and punch with his right, aiming to hit him with the repulser at the midsection and blow him off the elder Hollows, who would get electrocuted. Assuming it hit and blew Austin away, Aaron would seize for a few seconds for the shocks before coming to his knees with a groan.
He spit out a molar, ignoring the pain which was radiating through his face and chest, and would attempt to locate Austin again.
OOC: Republser cannon: 100 damage + concussive blast + electric damage to both
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Post by "Knuckles" on Nov 7, 2015 1:29:47 GMT -5
[OOC: Any issues bro, lmk. I checked to see if the qi ability used in this way was legal.] Knuckles had managed to complete the slam, Aaron's face and body crashing into the ground, the sound sending shivers of pure bliss throughout his swollen body. Austin's bloody eye hole leaking crimson liquid onto Aaron's body. However he had little time to celebrate, because he felt a force unlike any he had felt before rip through his midsection and thr concusion from Aaron's ability would indeed force the large drugged out monstrosity away violently. He would fly a considerable distance away, landing hard on his back before rolling onto his head and over again, grinding to a halt against the parkinglot pavement. It was likely he had broken ribs, hell probably even more than that. But the behemoth he recieved would keep him from realising it, at least until it hit him full force when it wore off. Austin's time was limited, even in his enranged, overgrown form he knew that a lot of damage had been done from that last attack. If Knuckles had not been hulked out, it was likely that could have done him in there. But there was still energy left to fight with and Knuckles was going to fight until he couldn't. Knuckles would growl as he forced himself up onto his feet, the injured side of his face covered in blood, which had ran down the length of his body now. His mouth contorted into something akin to a sadistic smile before he bolted straight toward Aaron again. However about 8 feet or so away, Knuckles would give a sudden stop. Sliding to anhalt on his feet, his right hand lifted and extended and he would prep himself to attack in a different manner. By using a power had not gotten to use on Aaron last time. This time, Aaron had gotten himself covered in Austin's blood. While the weather would have washed some away, it was likely there was still enough to complete his attack. His on Aaron's body would bubble briefly and slide together, before what appeared to be three 'growths' begin to form. Three orbs would form upon his target's body (Hand used to rip out eye, forearm of same arm and upperbody from after slam) before hardening and exploding all at once. Bloodletting: Sanguine Orb Destruction Tier 2 With this ability, Austin is able to create jn hand, or raise from any pooled blood source, orbs of blood which hover slightly above ground. The orbs can then be exploded, raining shards of blood about their surroundings. - 1/4 Int damage per Orb, 1/8 splash damage to area. - Can create 1 orb for every 10 Int. - Orbs last until detonated or destroyed.
The explosions would rip shrapnel around and into him, and likely knock him back or off-balance. Austin would then lean forward and burst toward Aaron intent on hitting him with a right haymaker after he used his qi ability. Returners Ring Activated [1/3] 30 str gained for attack, Does not stack with pills. Str for haymaker = 86+30= 116 [STR - 35(106)|DEX - 35(62)|CON - 35(88)|WIS - 25|INT - 30] [Post 4/5] [Post 4/5 for Behemoth]
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 9, 2015 18:50:41 GMT -5
Aaron jumped right as Austin stopped, aiming a right handed downward superman punch for the mans skull. Assuming it hit, Aarons hands/arms would explode either on contact or directly following, the large man crying out as he was blown back into the car, indenting it again. He would look down at his arms, and chest, the skin singed from the burns. It hadn't torn chunks from his hard and leathery hide, but instead had just caused arm surface burns and some dull soreness.
He would grit his teeth and shake his head, some of the piece of cement falling from his face from having not been embedded too deeply. Two stayed- one on his left cheek, and one just below his collarbone, trickles of blood coming from them. He would push off the car and crack his neck, intent to see where Austin had gone.
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