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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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Post by Musashi Hattori on Feb 16, 2015 19:33:40 GMT -5
Musashi could practically feel all the testosterone that was flowing within the school as everyone waited for the big battle to begin. It wouldn't be too much longer after he had gotten there that his brother would have finally shown up. And like usual he was always telling him what to do as if he was just some hopeless little boy, but that was probably because he was still his big brother. So just for the sake of what was going on he would just let it slide and trying to be understanding of where his brother was coming from. "Oh believe me I won’t big bro. These guys look like wolves in a wolf pack." As he waited for the bell to finally go off Musashi would shift his back so that it would be facing the locker he ‘was’ standing by so that he could get an idea of all the people in the school who were going to be participating. Therefore, any attacks toward him would have to come from the front or side.
Ring!
Finally the sound of the bell had gone off. All hell was going to break lose in the school and Musashi was completely prepared for it. He didn’t care what happened as long as he didn’t go down without a fight. He knew as long as he had his brother fighting by his side that they would give the school hell. Immediately the hallways would begin to ensue into chaos with people scrambling either out of the school, or into battle. However, one particular person had caught the eye of Musashi, and he could tell his brother had caught eyes on the person too. He was always the smarter between the two, with himself usually being the fastest. It was some guy he hadn’t seen before in the school with a black mask. He flipped over the crowd of people like a power ranger while planting his foot onto the ceiling.
The guy definitely was a fast one, but all of the moves he was pulling off were completely unnecessary. It was as if he wanted everyone to know that he was there. Not to mention that all that flipping was just slowing himself down and making him easier to read. He could see out of the corner of his right eye at the way that his brother was calculating his every movement. Musashi had a hard time in the beginning keeping up with the boys movement however, once the guy planted his foot on the ceiling and pushed off all of his movements would become clear. Musashi focused remained on his surroundings as he could see his brother was focused particularly on the black mask Batman.
The chemistry that he and his brother was going to pay off, and there no was telling when the opportunity would come for them to prove it. It wasn't too long before the guy landed on the ground in front of him and his brother Ty. Sliding on the ground as if he was a car or something. Immediately after landing the boy pushed off the wall in an attempt to torpedo punch him. I guess Batman doesn't know the guy standing next to me is my brother. The guy couldn't possibly be serious with the moves he was pulling off. Yeah, they were definitely cool looking and nice, but his moves were dangerous and reckless. He was practically flying through the air. This would leave the boy would no room to dodge. That is unless he could fly or something. His brother would immediately shift his body lifting his right leg in one sweeping motion at the guy flying toward him. Holy shit, good look bro.
Musashi was definitely out of position to make a counter with his focus being on multiple locations. Luckily he had his brother next to him. However, Musashi didn't have too much time to worry about what was going on with his brother as another guy came charging in at him from his right side. MUSASHI! The guys speed and velocity reminded him of the blonde hair guy he had encountered in the courtyard. This guy was fast and Musashi needed to make sure that he acted quickly. It was a good thing that he hadn't focused too much of his attention to the guy in the black mask, and that his brother had alerted him because he would have been screwed.
The guy came in with the intent to strike him with his left elbow to his head. Luckily Musashi had a height advantage and he intended on using it. The strike from his elbow would have to be aimed in an upward direction leaving him with some time to make a counter. Immediately after the guy would go for the strike Musashi would use his right hand to try to knock the guys left elbow off course so the guys body would shift past his. The guys elbow would still manage to impact the right side of his cheek. Man this guy is on fucking steroids. However, the counter move would at least reduce the impact of the elbow in half. The impact would still hurt like hell, but it wouldn’t mean that he wouldn’t be out for the count. At the most it just meant that his cheeks were going to swell at some point during all the chaos that was ensuing, and maybe a headache afterward.
In the process of moving the guys left elbow to the right side of his body Musashi would proceed with a left knee kick to the left side of the boys ribs. The guys body would be completely out of position to make any kind of counter because his body would be shifting to his right. Not to mention his body was in full speed motion toward him, so unless he had the legs of a robot there would be no stopping in his tracks. Not to mention the speed of Musashis kick within a short distance would be hard to block with his right hand. Even if he had the slightest idea that it was coming because his body was moving full speed forward. So this would ultimately leave the guys ribs to run into Musashis knee after ‘missing’ his initial attack unless he had some genius move.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Feb 16, 2015 20:00:11 GMT -5
Faster… Move faster…
My eyes narrowed at the two as I approached. From the corner of my eye, I saw the leg lift up to meet me as I closed in on the two of them. The kid could see my moves, but he wasn’t fast enough to stop me. I threw my right fist in an arc, rotating my body in mid air. The punch was no longer aimed at Musashi, but instead now at the foot that had been flung up at me. My punch aimed to the high the side of the boy’s shin. With, the amount of force that was behind me from the inertia I had been collecting, I would easily throw the kid with his leg out off balance, especially with Macht coming up at the kid.
My back would continue flying towards Musashi. While Austin was approaching Musashi from behind, I would throw my left elbow behind me, aimed at Musashi. Since he had already turned to counter Austin, my elbow would look to hit him in the middle of his back, aimed right at the spine. I didn’t have enough force in me to cause permanent damage, but I did have enough power that it would be enough to stun him more than likely.
“Austin! A Pillar title isn’t something to joke about! The school’s going to be thrown upside down by this! If we become Pillars, we have to use the titles to protect the school!”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2015 20:08:03 GMT -5
"Ooof!" Mireli dropped her books as someone ran into her. She glanced up to find her friend, Seven, standing over her. She had the same wild glint in her eye, but it disappeared as she looked at Mireli. All this excitement was confusing to Miri, she glanced around at Seven's words, flailing slightly as she started dragging her along. "B-But, my books!"
Her words were drowned out by the sounds of punching and kicking and yelling, the noise slowing growing louder around them like thunder. Or a stampede...was there going to be a stampede? Should they get to higher ground?
She cringed slightly as Seven pulled her close, her chin reeeeeally close to her chest. Kind of awkward. "What should we do?" Her voice was muffled slightly from the fabri of her shirt, and she pulled back just slightly to look around them. She wasn't a strong fighter, but she could climb, and she was fast. And she was little. Perhaps that could be to her advantage.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 16, 2015 20:10:22 GMT -5
Macht's jab was quick, and with no torque put into it, so he didn't even lean. The only purpose of the attack was to draw Ty's attention, and it did just that. Seeing as Macht was quick, he would be able to act before Ty completed his hook.
Macht would step inward, allowing the hook to graze his back. His right hand would grip Ty's hair and he would push off the ground with his right foot, sending his left knee flying toward Ty's nose, lowering his head to reinforce the attack. However the knee ended up working, Macht would raise his left arm into the air and slam his elbow into the back of Ty's neck.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 16, 2015 20:21:29 GMT -5
(OOC: Fyi, I never said Austin was running at all, let alone full speed.)
Musashi's partner had shouted out just in time to save his brother from an elbow that probably could have put his brother on the floor for the rest of the day, allowing for him to adjust and attempt to deflect Austin's elbow. It would just barely make contact, but when Austin's body twisted at the torso in reaction to Musashi's counter. As much as his opponent would probably have liked, it didn't make it impossible to counter or return fire.
Musashi's knee would connect with Knuckles's left side rib cage. But if you knew Austin and how he fought, then you would have known he was willing to take a blow to dish out twice as much damage. And Musashi had just waltzed right into a trap.
Knuckle's left elbow would shift and drop rapidly as Musashi's knee connected, using his side to roll his body counter-clockwise. His left elbow swiping downward would look to collide with the thick of his opponent's thigh. The blow easily enough to give a charlie horse from hell. Disrupting Musashi's balance upon his leg, while knocking it toward his opposite side.
In the same twisting motion, Austin's right arm would be folded and cocked tight against his torso. As the half turn was completing, that right arm would be thrust forward to deliver a hard straight to Musashi's temple. The time between blows would be almost non-existent at this close of a range. Austin was quick enough and strong enough to pull it off and if it landed flush then it was entirely possible to knock the dude's lights out.
And to top it all off, Shugo had ended ip behind Musashi, throwing an attack of his own. It only added to the likelyhood that his combo could be successful.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 17, 2015 13:25:34 GMT -5
ALL UP IN FLAMES It was truly an honor to go up against fighters with such talent, despite their unfortunate and unhealthy lust for power. They wanted that pillar spot, and the Hattori's were in the way obviously. It wasn't as though their time at this school had been quiet. It was quite clear these boys understood they needed to attack quickly and attack fast. These ones would find that the crimson haired devil would not be bested so easily. They were no small fry, so Ty had no choice but to allow Musashi to fend for himself at the moment. He knew the Sasquatch could take a beating, but he had to try and wiggle himself free from his current foe to throw his little brother a bone. They were something like Sam and Dean Winchester, always deep in T-Rex shit.
Ty admired Starke's speed, and realized early that the boy would try to use it to his advantage. As he should, it was the wise thing to do. But once you get too close to an opponent, it is just enough for a 'turtle' to cut in front of the 'rabbit' in the race. Positioning was always a factor in dealing with opponents like this. As previously stated, dodging would prove futile, but Starke and Ty's strength didn't seem to far off from one another. And even if one had a slight advantage in the skill, that advantage is completely negated and shifted in the favor of whoever has the better momentum. But the red haired Hattori would have to work and take some punishment to gain that momentum, and Starke provided him the perfect opportunity. Starke decided to stay in close to get off some hits on Ty. Very well. His baseball training would come in handy for this moment. Ty realized he was on the inside of the German boy now, closer to his stomach, due to Starke shifting even closer to Ty in order to dodge Ty's hook shot.
Starke placed his hand on the back of Ty's head and threw up a left knee, aiming at his nose. But the Hattori's positioning would serve him well now. He'd be able to resist the force of his head being pushed down just enough to utilize his own current momentum to shift his body upward slightly more to the left side of Starke's body. It was Ty's entire body, lifting from his legs, against Starke's arm attempting to shove his head downward, so naturally resisting and shifting wouldn't prove much of a challenging task. This maneuver would manage to keep Ty's face completely out of the target area, instead moving the right side of his torso in the way. Starke's knee would connect, but Ty shifting his body to the left just enough would allow him to absorb most of the blow and simultaneously wrap his free right arm firmly around Starke's thigh, tucking the boy's knee up against his own body. As this maneuver ensued, simultaneously, that left hook that missed its mark from before had wrapped itself around Starke's back, snaking firmly around his abdomen.
Ty's right shoulder was now on the inside of Starke, pressed against his abdomen. In this one sweeping motion just as Starke's strike finished, the eldest Hattori utilized his firm footing on the ground to attempt to lift the German boy into the air. Starke's follow up attack, the right elbow would come down on Ty's back since his head was much further away now, but missing its initial target undoubtedly sliced some of that damage away, allowing him to continue on with his maneuver. The back, if not struck correctly after all, was much stronger than the neck. As the crimson haired Junior lifted Starke into the air still all in one motion, he would waste no time in utilizing the boy's momentum against him, shifting him upside down and attempting to drive him head first into the ground. Yes, a slight advantage in strength could mean something in an arm wrestle, but at this moment, that advantage was completely negated. Pushing off with his right foot, which the German boy did, to attempt his left knee attack would mean Starke's foot was either completely off of the ground, or balancing on his tippy toes. Either one would completely launch his momentum into Ty's lift, allowing the Hattori boy to easily get him off the ground. What strength Starke could possibly use to wiggle free was practically nonexistent as well since he had no proper footing or support for it to be enough to escape. Starke's attack had essentially lifted him into the air, making him a sitting duck, and with how close the two boys were and without any type of proper footing from launching his onslaught, utilizing that speed of his to carry out an evasion would prove absolutely futile.
Positioning played a key factor. Ty had all of the support in this attack with his feet still firmly on the ground. In this split-second, the speedy German would surely find himself falling on his head, a move that would undoubtedly put him down for the count. Free falling so quickly to the ground would also see that the boy fall head first, since the body control it'd require to suddenly make that shift in less than a second would be an amazing, impossible feat. Ty had to take some blows to dish out something even more deadlier.
He could only hope little brother was okay dealing with two brutes at once...
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 17, 2015 13:48:43 GMT -5
Ty was quick to counter, and Mcht expected this. The guy wasn't an idiot, and getting in close would mean Macht would have to play it smart if he wanted to actually come out on top. As he was lifted into the air, Macht's right leg would quickly wrap around Ty's left side, wrapping around the waist. Using the lift from Ty's right arm, his left leg would also attempt to do the same. Gripping tightly onto Ty's head with his left hand, Macht would curl his head inward and lean forward a bit, so that when they hit the ground, Macht would land more on his shoulders than his head. It would still hurt, but compared to what Knuckles dished out, this was just practice.
In a quick retaliation, Macht would cock back his left hand and fire it into the right side of Ty's neck, using his own right hand to hold the guy's head in place. His legs would constrict around the waist as tightly as possible, applying pressure to the kidneys with his thighs, giving him useful attacks on two locations. As long as Ty would hold him, Macht would continue to constrict and fire that fist into his neck.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Feb 17, 2015 13:55:25 GMT -5
( OOC: I know, but you also didnt specify how you got over to me either lol But I will take the blame for simply not asking, but for future references you gotta explain too *Thumbs Up* )
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Musashi Impact had landed on the ribs of the guy, and it was sure to cause some kind of pain. However, it seemed as almost as if the guy was embracing the hit. Waiting for it to strike so that he could do something even more devastating. And that was definitely going to be the case with this situation right here. The guy would immediately shift his elbow to strike Musashi in his thigh area. "Shit!" The pain was immense, he couldn't believe there was a guy in the school that was that strong. The pain he felt in his thigh was like a charlie horse combined with that of the feeling of a bullet wound. As soon as the impact landed Musashi stretched his left leg back to the ground so in the hope that he could have some kind of balance, but the pain wouldn't leave him would enough control of that leg so his balance was still a little off.
Right after the guy would make his first counter he would proceed to continue his counter clockwise motion and would follow up with a punch that would land right in his temple. Musashi wouldn't even be able to feel the pain of the punch. He would be knocked out instantly from the force of the impact that the guy would land on him. The guy was like Sylvester Stallone in his prime with how strong he was. He wouldn't know what happened until he woke up with probably a knot on his head, and his cheeks were going to swollen no doubt. Also not known to Musashi since he was knocked out would receive a blow from the mask man to his back. This would later probably cause slight back pain when he got up too.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 17, 2015 15:03:25 GMT -5
ALL UP IN FLAMES As they went into the air and came back down, almost simultaneously the eldest Hattori could see through his peripherals what felt like in slow motion, his little brother go down for the count. This battle was lost. This became very clear. But the very least he could do was make a last attempt to thin out their numbers and affect the course of history this day. Ty Hattori was the decider of his own fate. Something like the great Spartacus. The bulk of this fight he spent battling Macht Starke. A most worthy opponent. The two of them went down to the ground together, Starke making very excellent choices, attempting to turn a bad situation into a good one. The boy wrapping his own free leg around Ty's waist. His left attempted to do the same, but Ty managed to hold on until they impacted the ground. Starke was able to tuck his head just in time, but the impact from that blow would undoubtedly still rattle him, possibly rippling through the German's body.
Here they were, one last stand off. At this point it was merely a battle to see who could take the most blows. With Ty's training, he'd been confident in his endurance but soon he'd find out how much punishment Starke could take after that body slam. As soon as they hit the ground, the two boys would simultaneously begin firing away at one another. The impact from the floor would slide Ty's body upward slightly more on level with Starke's face a bit, allowing that left hand to get a better shot at his head and face. His right arm had released its grip from Starke's leg. Starke began pound at Ty's neck, but Ty returned fire. His left hand throwing calculated punches at the boy's head, alternating between face and head shots, while his right hand threw devastating shots at the side of the boy's torso, alternating between his rib cage and and abdomen. So Ty didn't defend his neck, and continued to eat the hits, each one increasing in pain, rattling the eldest Hattori. But in the process it also left Starke wide open for his own blows. With Musashi out of the fight, and Ty in a deadlock, he knew that he wouldn't be able to continue on to battle with the hooded brute and the masked man. But he'd at least try to thin out their ranks in the process and show the school the will power and might of the Hattori's. The two boys on the ground fired away at one another, which one could endure the most? Which one would drop first? It didn't matter, at this moment, Ty merely wanted to reach a conclusion to this little skirmish to get his brother out of the school and to safety.
But hopefully the other two fighters would engage one another. Ty accounted for them attacking him on the ground, if this were the case, the boy would prepare to utilize his momentum to roll to the right and avoid a strike. Starke would either have to let go, or suffer a friendly fire attack from his teammates.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 17, 2015 15:12:59 GMT -5
Macht still had one hand free, so when Ty went for the face shots, his own right hand would whip out and take hold of the arm at the wrist. He wouldn't be fast enough to avoid a hit to his face completely, however, but once he took hold of that wrist, his thumb would begin to pierce into the tendon with as much force as he could muster. And, with both of his legs free, he would be more than capable of constricting around Ty's waist and applying all the pressure to the kidneys that he was capable of.
There was no way Macht could stop the blows to his ribs, but he was hoping that, with his tight hold keeping their bodies together, the blows that Ty threw would begin to lack the proper leverage to be executed properly. Macht, himself, however, would still have his full range of motion to hammer blows into the Hattori's neck.
The pain in his side was getting to be incredible, but the German was almost determined not to use the Jekhlyde. His body was weak, but his punches were strong enough to do some legitimate damage, whereas Ty's body was stronger, but his punches weren't quite as deadly. He was secretly hoping neither the masked man nor Knuckles intervened, as this was ultimately down to a test of endurance.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 17, 2015 15:47:48 GMT -5
ALL UP IN FLAMES It was a great battle with both combatants not looking to give up an inch. And Ty was a very prideful boy. In attempt to protect his face, Starke released Ty's head and went up to grab at the boy's wrist, digging his thumb into his tendon. Smart, however with both of their power dwindling and without the full support of his thumb completely around his wrist, Ty would manage to jerk his elbow backwards and release himself from his opponent's grip. His nail scratching a piece of his skin off. With Starke's arm reaching around him, and Ty's head free, the boy lifted his head upward and brought it down aiming a headbutt into Starke's nose. Almost simultaneously, Ty brought his left arm down and would begin throwing shots at the boy's right side, now consecutively throwing blows at a wide open rib cage. The boy was constricting the crimson haired devil's waist, but as it had taken no prior damage, and both fighters clearly becoming winded, the Hattori was able to continue to throw forceful shots.
The shortage of breath Starke would undoubtedly receive from the body shots would take a toll. Without air, there was little energy and strength to back up attacks. He also had the short ranged headbutt to deal with. Yes, his hands were fast, but at that distance it'd prove difficult to avoid something so close completely. If he'd chosen to ignore that headbutt, the impact from his nose would end this ground skirmish, and even if attempted to cover himself, he was even more wide open for more body shots that would surely incapacitate him soon. Working specific areas of the body could wear an opponent down much quicker than striking in different areas of the body once. Thus far, Starke's attacks had hit him in different parts of the body, allowing Ty to endure the brief various jolts of pain. With these continuous body blows, Starke would have to worry about a broken rib cage soon with the concentrated attacks. Starke's valiant attempt to constrict the red haired devil's waist was wise, but perhaps a little more on the late side. The shortage of breath and a heavily damaged rib cage would most likely see that the constriction begin to loosen soon. Ty persisted, realizing his onslaught had to pay off very soon, but to what end? This battle was lost.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 17, 2015 15:56:58 GMT -5
That right fisted connected and he saw Musashi's face go blank, signalling lights out. But the leader of Apex would not celebrate yet. Another target had presented himself as well. Shugo had struck Musashi previously, so he would be within striking range. Austin knew the masked kid but didn't know how he knew Austin's name. At the moment it didn't really matter. He would put him down again and figure that out later.
His right fist would pull backwards as his left side shifted forward toward Shugo and he shot a stiff left straight toward the masked kid's face in hopes that he wasn't prepared for for Knuckles to strike out at him right away. Austin was aware Macht was near by, but hoped his fellow gang leader could finish off the other Hattori without his help.
For now, he would get the masked kid out of the way.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2015 16:10:34 GMT -5
Alicia watched wide-eyed as Musashi got knocked out from Knuckles, and then attacked again even after defeated by Shugo. "Hot damn." She muttered, holding back a laugh. "Hmm. Well Miss Mireli you don't seem like the type to fight." Seven shrugged and loosened the hold on Mireli seeing the girl felt uncomfortable. Who to fight... who to fight. There were two on the ground, and two that seemed close to each other since they hadn't started fighting yet. "We could have fun. I hope you don't mind getting hurt, though I'm sure nobody here will hurt you."
Alicia tapped her chin before noticing one boy had turned on the masked one. Never mind close. She wanted to fight, and sighed before popping her fingers. "I'll try one out." Alicia, heading towards Knuckles in a sprint from behind, would attempt to use her heel to jab his thigh and make Knuckles collapse or stagger at the least.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 17, 2015 16:38:27 GMT -5
Ty would rip his arm away from Macht's grip and go for another punch, but as he did so, Macht's right hand would shoot up under the armpit, fingers digging under the bone with an unexpected increase in strength. This would halt Ty's attempt at getting any strikes in on the right side of Macht's ribcage, but the assault on his left side would continue.
As Ty went for the headbutt, Macht would catch him reel his head back. Instead of retreat, he would bring in his left arm to catch it, considering it was already close enough from the neck strikes. He was already slightly stronger than the Hattori, but with a sudden burst of strength, he would completely prevent the headbutt from making any contact. His left thumb would press against Ty's right eye, but he would only apply pressure if the Hattori kept up his assault. Should that happen, he would find Macht's thumb digging in to a point where there could be permanent damage.
"Stand down, Hattori!"
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Feb 17, 2015 19:26:05 GMT -5
"Grahh..."
As I turned to face Austin, my cheek was met with a blow. I staggered backwards a little but and rubbed my cheek slightly. From the corner of my eye, I would see the girl that was Mir earlier approaching Austin from behind. I took a few steps back from Austin, retracting my right arm from my cheek and putting my fists up around shoulder level, my right leading ever so slightly. I wouldn't move in though. I would wait. Until the girl made her strike I waited.
The second she was in position to strike, I would shoot out at Austin. I hoped that the strike the girl made would make one of Austin's legs give. If it did, I would take advantage of it and throw my right fist down at the side of his head, aiming for his left temple. Quickly, I would follow it up with an uppercut aimed for his noise from my left. Had Austin's leg not given in from the girl's blow, I would dash in low, aiming a left hook at Austin's kidney and a quick right jab at his diaphragm in an attempt to make him lose his breath.
"DON'T YOU GET IT?! AUSTIN WE SHOULD BE WORKING TOGETHER TO MAKE THIS SCHOOL A SAFER PLACE FOR EVERYONE! WEREN'T YOU THERE WHEN RIOT ATTACKED BECAUSE OF THE OLD PILLARS?!"
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