Creeped  ~*Erzebet was already moving backwards with her arms in a defensive pose against her sides, her tail lifting off the ground slightly, ready to defend; at the first inclination of the man’s movement. A simple jump that glided her elegantly back towards the edge of the arena, she wouldn’t make it there, of course, with the speed he exhibited to reach her. She wasn’t one for fighting without reason, it was bothersome, she was rarely one to exert more effort than was necessary at any given time. She didn’t know what this guy’s problem was, or really why she was here to begin with. None of that mattered now though, he was obviously serious with the incoming fist to her money maker; can’t be having any of that now. Two feminine but long fingered hands rising to her face to catch the fist as it came, wrist to wrist, those fingers wrapping around the man’s hand, pointed nails going to dig into the flesh and hold him there. If he did not rip his hand free of the hold, she would take both of them along for the ride the force of his blow sent them on, obsidian boots screeching along the bricks as they went. Her tail came down as soon as his fist had met her hands, moving to strike him across the left shoulder with the same force one would find with an impact of a boulder that rolled down a cliff several hundreds of feet high; it would snap some bones if anything or at least hurt someone with heavily armored skin such as herself. If the man had not ripped his hand free of her grasp, she would spin on her heel as they neared the building behind her form, winding up to slam him through the first wall of it at least. Hopping back a bit to gauge the situation and wait for him to emerge, out of courtesy. If he had caught what she was going to do and freed himself in time Erze would spread out her appendages to slow the movement slightly, slamming both of her heels and landing in a squatting position onto the building, cratering it from the impact. Those safe for now features contorting into a grimace of displeasure, while she shook off her smoking and slight reddened hands, a slight smirk offered to the man; her eyes having left him. Once the stinging ended she would lift one, fingers curling teasingly to beckon him to come again. Little effort exerted through the encounter, because well, she needed a reason to not be lazy.*~

xVTMxDarkMatter: -Upon his hand being caught, he is slightly shocked at the girl being able to take the blow so well. He can feel her nails digging into his hand, the pain fuelling his anger, the blacks of his eyes and his red iris would begin to show a visible glow of red, he grits his teeth and a small black trail of smoke comes from his mouth, him grunting between his teeth- Nick: "Grrrrrr" -He see's her tail coming toward him. He doesn't have much time to react, so he would use the momentum of them traveling to his advantage, he turns his left shoulder behind him, lowering himself to the ground, angling his body in such a way that his whole body would be lower to the ground, he would use that momentum to do a 180 degree turn and swing his fist toward the floor with it in her hand, in an attempt to send her crashing into the arena floor. If she were not to break free in time, she would be sent crashing into the ground, the force compareable to the G-Force of an astronaut taking off into space. In the case that she were to break free before he could turn, he would take his left hand and grip is on his sword. The sword would glow a darker shade of red, revealing a figure almost compareable to a face within the sword ((This will come in handy later)). He prepares himself for a counter attack, if she were to fight back, hightening his senses making him ready to attack quickly if needed. Seeing that his foe isn't any noobie, he begins to take things more seriously.-
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Did i fuck up anywhere?))
Creeped: ((I need to picture this. *Rubs eyes and reads again*))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((i should've went into detail on what the face in the sword looks like, fuck))
Cranezy: // , he turns his left shoulder behind him, <--- How? <.< Did you just like body fold in on yourself... origami man. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: (Nooo like))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((turning behind you to your left))
Cranezy: //So you're judo flipping her? //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Not exactly))
Cranezy: //But sort of? //
Creeped: ((He is spinning away without spinning.))
iMoarte: }{Details are important, as long as you discribe the situation fully with no misunderstandings you'd be golden. Just don't get carried away with details because then it becomes extra fluff and is uneeded. ^^.}{
Cranezy: //So this isn't a fuck up but remember she's gripping your wrists and can apply force to stop the actions you just took too. //
iMoarte: ^
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((So i'd have to write a line of defense for that?))
Cranezy: //Not really. You got the short stick, you took her hit of grabbing so you're stuck in her grasp. It only means she's allowed to counter more. This is getting more on the techy side of things. //
Creeped: (( I think? But the crouching is where I am confused you are bending your own arm the wrong way then pulling her to like flip her over your shoulder an slam her into the ground?? Grappling?))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((And crane, to the 3d is aids comment, fuck you it's fun to me xD))
Cranezy: //Don't get me wrong. I take hits all the time for various reasons. It was most logical that you did in this case. In the sit you're in you're kind of left to her mercy and character traits if she can overpower your throw or not. //
iMoarte: }{ @Fuck you. X'D Rip. }{
Cranezy: //3d is aids cause my comp is 15+ years old e. e Lag all the time. But I mean it can be fun for others. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Fuck i am trying to figure out how to explain that))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Well it isn't crouching, it's more like..))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Me lowering my left shoulder to the ground, setting myself up to swing you in the direction of the ground))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I tthink?))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I am trying to explain it in the best way possible))
Cranezy: //Right to do that you need to drag her down with you to start with. //
Cranezy: //So she can stop that action by pulling you back up. <.< /
Creeped: ((We were in motion and low to the ground, her boots screeched on the bricks o.o))
Creeped: ((You you hit the deck?))
Cranezy: // e. e Ouf... right you landed squatting... //
iMoarte: }{Yea, I caught that also.}{
Creeped: ((Well his post kind of doesn't mention any of the going toward the building, this all happens the same moment her tail is in play which is when his fist hit her hands...so))
Creeped: ((We haven't moved far if I a imagining it right))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Kinda but my wrist was still in your hand, upon my left shoulder almost hitting the ground, back facing the floor, i would make an attempt to swing my right arm ((Which is in your grip, as i attacked with the right fist in the first post during our fight in Sparga's arena)) to the ground, attempting to send you crashing into the floor))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((No not at all))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Pretty much the instant i saw your tail move i took action))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Interrupting the rest of your attack))
Cranezy: // -This is why I save ooc in spars too.- x3 //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((LOL))
iMoarte: }{Point, noted. xD}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Good point, noted as well))
Creeped: ((Okie. SO he rolled onto the floor on his back. Pulling my torso down a bit if successful. Then attempted to throw her into the ground between his legs? Or you are doing a back bend type matrix thing? o.o You are still throwing me over your body, the tail is quite long and would still hit you if you were in front of me on the ground, just with less force.))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((No i am spinning you basically into the floor))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I specified a whole 180 turn, my position was low to the ground))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((So i was attempting to spin you into the ground, crashing you into the arena))
Creeped: ((Oh! So you moved out of the way of the tail by pulling your shoulder back enough for it to wiff past you?))
Creeped: ((Then you continued to spin and tried to throw me))
Creeped: ((?))
Creeped: ((This is def why details are important. I am trying to figure out where my tail is right now xD))
iMoarte: }{Yes, Details are a great importance xD it saves confusion.}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Yeah))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Sorry i am still getting better at being more descriptive))
iMoarte: }{No worries, tis a learning experience. It's good that you acknowledge it, you'll only get better from here n.n}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Creeped it's gonna take around 10 min for you to post right? I haven't eaten anything all day i just wanna go eat something real quick if it's okay with you then i'll be back))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((If not i can wait))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((or like 5 at least))
Creeped: ((You are good. I am still trying to figure out where my tail went))
Creeped: ((XD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((LMAO!!!))
iMoarte: }{It's on your ass I do believe.~}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Alright i'll be back, but we are finishing this spar today xD))
iMoarte: }{Take your time, enjoy your meal.}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Thanks guys! sorry about leaving for a bit i usually don't do this i just need something to think because i can tell creeped is gonna kick my ass if my brain isn't fully working LOL))
iMoarte: }{Lol, not a problem. RL always comes before. :) }{
Creeped: ((Now then. Even though he is in my grip...anything I do to him when he tries to pull this off I still need to leave open, aye?))
Cranezy: //You need to 'attempt to' regardless if he's in your grip. However. Him being in your grip is confirmed so you don't have to attempt to grab him again, only if you change your grip position. //
iMoarte: ^
Cranezy: //Like if you wanted to stop his attack "She'd pull back against his force attempting to cease the motion, and when / if / ect she did this and this would happen." //
Cranezy: //Or go with the flow and turn his attack against him. //
iMoarte: }{Excelent example. }{
Cranezy: //Or whatever you plan to do. //
iMoarte: }{Yes, take advice from the Sensei :D }{
Cranezy: // Add in factors that help your case. Your character is this and this strong, is good at counter, is uh... lazy as fuck so knows how to flow. XD idk. //
Creeped: ((When you say change position...she would just twist her grip as soon as he started moving, outward so he would continue harm himself if he kept moving. So I am not sure how to word that without offending the t-1 gods.))
Cranezy: //Normally this is why bios are typed out first or given ready but yeah. //
Cranezy: //The moment you attempt to twist your grip he may choose to counter that. ///
Creeped: ((Okies so this is going to be short as fuck xD))
Cranezy: // It's a choice. You can choose to do it knowing that he might counter. //
Creeped: ((All this is is trying to out counter until it is impossible to come up with a scenerio that outplays your opponent XD))
iMoarte: }{Quality over quantity, Don't worry about its length. Just include enough details. }{
Cranezy: // That's /exactly/ what text sparing is. //
Cranezy: /brb need to bathe my pup. //
iMoarte: }{Well.. I mean stay with the setting of the spar, but yee, don't add fluff just to make it long.}{
iMoarte: }{Take your time.}{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Back))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Sorry took 5 min to smoke too lol))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I'm ready))
Creeped  "Who said you could go anywhere?" ~*Erzebet mused sweetly, but the grin on her face was the picture of sadism. Reptilian pupils narrowed to slits as he shifted his shoulder out of the reach of her tail, however, as he started to lower himself her hands began to turn the opposite direction, attempting to twist his arm in an unnatural direction if he continued with the motion. If he had chosen to keep going it would surely dislocate it. Had the man forced his fist free of her instead he would suffer the tearing of half inch-long nails from his wrist to his knuckles and any fingers caught along the escape. Whether he kept lowering himself or pulled away, as soon as her wrists shifted to apply pressure to the ball socket her leg would be rising. The boot she wore itself not causing much added damage to him if it connected with either his head now near her feet or his retreating chest, the force caused by her plump thighs though, was another story entirely. The strength of a dragon was nothing to be gawked at even in a humanoid form, and if her foot connected with his chest it would carry quite a few tons of forced with it, enough to crack ribs and literally knock the air out of his lungs. That forced intensified if he had not gotten his hand free of her grip, as she would be trying to pull him into the blow. Bu that was not all, her tail continued to move during all this, curling up to try and lightly ‘Pap’ against the back of his head if he was still within the 10feet of its reach, but only with enough force you would find of someone smacking another upside the appendage. Toying with him? Yes, she definitely was, her mocking smile and lack of any further dialog would not betray that fact; not that she intended to hide it either.*~
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((You asshole))
Cranezy: // /me and it needs to tbe the first thing you type. <.< //
Creeped: ((Now the nails bit. Is auto because he took them digging in to begin with. That is okay right?))
Creeped: ((I like to be bold. Shush))
Cranezy: //Yes, you did not deny them originally so they should be fine. -Always has sounds off.- //
Cranezy: //you = he //
iMoarte: }{I'm a He too \w/ }{
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I think if nick were trying to drive someone in to the ground he would know whether his arm would dislocate but ok)))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Oh then again your boots are obsidian))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I did not take that into account you are wearing heavy armor))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Fucking hell))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I fucked myself here didn't i))
Creeped: ((I am not wearing armor. I am wearing this. xD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Oh))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Wait))
Creeped: ((I am a dragon, tough skin is part of the package.))
Creeped: ((I didn't dislocate your arm. I said she turned your arm the opposite direction you were moving to twist it If you continued to try and do a 180 you would break your own arm))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Any rules against teleportation? If i am correct vanishing takes up a whole turn in a fight but it is not godmodding in PC right?))
Creeped: ((Pfft. xD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Just wanted to clarify))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Because i am a little confused abouty our post))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((What in the sweet fuck did you even do?))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((about your))*
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((CREEPED))
Creeped: ((Hm? So your hand is in my hands. Okay when you dodged the tail, you started to turn away from me. Do a 180. However I have control of your arm. So I began to twist it in the opposite direction of where you were going. Rotate it, essentially.))
Creeped: ((So if you had kept trying to do your move it would cause pain, and the loss of an arm eventually))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((So you basically saved my ass from losing an arm))
Creeped: ((If you stop turning, yes. If you insist on the move still, no))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Thank <3))
Creeped: ((But I also attack at the same time and cut off most logical escapes without you getting scathed))
iMoarte: }{I think I scared off a possible new recruit e. e}{
Cranezy: //Normally Teleportation is a big fat NO in all t1. However, since again friendly spar you two decide if it's allowed. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: -the saiyan mid turn feels an intense pain in his arm and begins to back track, undoing the spin to the point where he is fully straight out, as his body is now in a T shape mid re-spin back to position, he forms a blast in his left hand and quickly raises it's energy to a skyrocketing rate. The energy, a purple core with a dark film in the middle became a staff, and the staff formed a tip that resemled a blade closely resembling a scythe. Instantly, inside the scythe, something odd was happening. Protons were turning into neutrons, and neutrons into electrons. Electrons became neurons and neurons became atoms. The atoms began to split, giving the scythe that he created out of his own dark matter energy a certain nuclear-like energy to it. A wind blows in from the west, the current position of the galactic center in the Galaxy where this arena is located from, him drawing energy from the void within. Before he returns back to his position, knowing he is going to take damage from this, thinking to himself "I am going to need to take care of this later", he rips his arm out of her claws, causing scratches and blood being drawn from his forearm. At the same time, he swings his scythe down toward his opponents left arm, at the speed equivalent to how fast someone can blink, giving her only a small window of time to react. If she were able to somehow dodge his attack, his body glowed a purple-like aura, setting himself up for some kind of counter attack. Whatever it may be, his energy is rising, and at a very fast rate. If the attack were to be successful, this should cause grevious amounts of damage to his foe, Either disabling a part of her or weakening her, but it was not enough power within to kill her.-
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Fuck i did not mean for it to say dark film in the middle i meant dark film around it))
Creeped: ((You ignored her foot and tail. XD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((No the pain occured mid spin so i backtracked?))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Wait))
Creeped: ((All of her moves were simultaneous. Not dependent on your reaction to the arm))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((What the fuck did i ignore))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I did not realize that))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I am sorry))
Creeped: ((No biggie xD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Can you let this one slide please? :c))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((And not give me hell about it))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((For god knows how long))
Creeped: ((*Chuckles* What do you guys think? He is under the influence and all. xD And he just got back into RP recently. o-o))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Can y'all just allow this one? LMAO))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I'll pay more attention next time))
Creeped: ((Fine, next time it is a surrender <_< *Shakes a finger at him* Or you are rewriting it. xD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Ok next time if it happens i'll re write it))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((LOL))
Cranezy: // Being under the influence is no excuse. I spar high on morphone and drunk more often than sober. -Also makes tsk noises.- //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Okay but i am 18 how old are you))
Cranezy: //morphone. Wooo... Morphine* I'm 26. Age is also not an excuse. I've sparred 80 year olds to 13 year olds. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((You probably been at that longer than me))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((80 YEAR OLDS?!?!?!)))
Cranezy: //The fucker kicked my ass too. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((DAAAMN))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Did it happen on here or a forum or something??))
Cranezy: //On here. The head of Regalus, was 88... died a year ago. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((o.o oh.... that's.... sad...))
Cranezy: //Kind of. He was old and in some pain, shit happens. //
Cranezy: //Point is. No excuse! //
Cranezy: //If you're looking to be better, don't look for an excuse, accept that you fucked up and plan to do better. //

Creeped  ~*Erzebet’s eyes flicked to the free hand, having been waiting for and kind of assuming it would have already been used already. She was not aware of his powers, and caution trumped recklessness in this old dragon. When the weapon appeared her features flattened, disheartened, she was going to need to move.*~ "I said, who said you could go anywhere..." ~*Her tone was flat and unamused. As he began pulling his hand free of her, she would follow him, slamming her torso forward and her forehead right toward his own. If it impacted it would have been a powerful blow, head ache causing if anything but not enough to knock him out or anything. The move itself would place her inside his swinging arm and allow the scythe to pass behind her, cutting a few tresses and loosing her hair from the ponytail it was held in. With one of his hands probably not very useful anymore with the deep gashes, and his useful one swiping down behind her, one of her own rose. Fingers moving together to form a spear head, of course this would be out of his view with her in his face had he not stopped his attack and moved back. The arm that was her spear lunged for his side, right under the last rib, aimed to miss any vital organs. However, if he had stopped his attack, dodged her head, and attempted to move away from her, her boot would be heading right for his chest again with the same force. Enough to assist his retreat and send him to the other end of the arena out of breath and worse for wear.*~.

xVTMxDarkMatter: -the saiyan is angered, he is stuck. He can sense the hand coming for his ribs and he see's her position herself to where she is going to headbutt him. Then, it begins. The wind drawn from the west becomes a stronger current, now the wind taking color, black. An electric current follows the wind, and the purple aura from him grows brighter, and then it happens. He takes the hit to the face and the spear-like hand is jabbed under his rib, puncturing his skin. His memories flood back in an instant, His creation from the gods, first starting out as a child. Assigned to a family of saiyans, the child was dropped off by the High Priest, Arizael, to his family. They knew he wasn't normal, but his father figure was too drunk to care. He remembers when he was beat mercilessly as a child, seeing his mother being hurt by his father, the anger that it caused him and when he ended up slaughtering his own father with his own two hands. Nick is disoriented for a moment, but all the anger floods in from within, seeing his figure who he knew as his mother die from the rival clan, who was looking to use Nick as their weapon. He recalls meeting the gods for the first time at 17 years old, that being one of the most distant memories he has. He recalls the rituals performed on him to give him the power of void. the power of dark matter. The power of control. He remembers the many times he has been so close to death but was saved by someone in the shadows, the energy so familiar, but he could not put his finger on it. He feels his blood draining, like the many times it did when the man in shadow came to save him. But unfortunately.. He wasn't here now. He wasn't in existence anymore. Like many things that was taken from him by the gods, he was killed too. Nick knew he had no help in this one, he knew that if he made the wrong move, it may mean the end of his life. He comes to his senses- Nick: "I WILL FUCKING MURDER YOU!!!" -all this happening in an instant, his anger takes over and his energy skyrockets, the purple energy from within his core exploding and making him an all white figure, the explosion so strong it could compare to 4 hydrogen bombs being dropped in the same spot, the earth shaking like a 8.0 Magnitude Earthquake. The blast should have knocked her back for even just a milisecond at least, giving him the time to complete his transformation. There he would stand, his scythe in his hand, auras surrounding him. His muscles, sculpted and sharp. His undergarments, no shirt and jeans are on, as he shed off his weakened armor. His eyes would glow red and his teeth would be clenched, an endless trail of smoke coming out of them, angered and now fueled by rage.-

Creeped  ~*Her pupils that had been slits up to this point suddenly expanded until they nearly blocked out the pretty emerald of her irises once her nails broke through flesh. The warm crimson coating hugging her hand like a glove as it entered his body, slender digits slipping past his intestines and kidney, moving upward; spreading out to give room for the bottom of his lung, holding it gently. The calm, condescending thoughts she had held up to know began fading into an endless darkness, her lips parting to release an almost orgasmic sigh as soon as the first drop touched her skin. She really lost herself when it came to blood, and now she wanted to play...with his insides, more. Her fingers wrapped around the organ in her hand, nails attempting to dig into it at least a quarter of an inch unless he somehow stopped it, it was possible he could feel what was going on but with the pain receptors overloaded from the impact he would need to be fully aware of his own body. He didn't seem the type though. She hadn't noticed his transformation until it was too late, her wings springing out, but only one managing to cover her. In doing so, she did not have time to release her grip on the bottom fifth of his lung. Had he not somehow stopped her fingers from squeezing once they entered, she would be shredding the organ with as much depth as his gnarly hand; of course, this would not incapacitate him, but he would find it extremely hard to breath almost instantly. Back and back Erzebet flew, staring at the gore under her finger nails even as she broke through the building behind her. She only snapped out of her few second trance when the sanguine liquid touched her tongue. Gross. When she realized what was happening her wings sprang forth from her back, the large walls of scales at least 2 times the size of her own frame, flattening out like a parachute. The wing that had taken most of the blow of his attack flapped wildly, bones were a mess in there and they would likely not do better even if she transformed...it was still an option though, but after a while of slowing and eventually plowing into the water; she stopped. Her skin almost melted away in several areas to reveal shimmering obsidian scales, her outfit was in shambles but she maintained her modesty, as she floated on her back in the water once she had surfaced.*~ "That...was not tasty. You can at least offer me something delicious if you are going to be such a bother."

xVTMxDarkMatter: --Nick feels the pain in one of his vital organs, his lung now being shreaded, leaving him very short of breath.- Nick: "No.. NOT NOW!!!!" -He screams out once more, and once being a white figure, his features are shown. The relic of the gods of his realm is suspended behind his back, his aura flowing through him roughly like a strong current of waves, and he has an open wound on his chest below his ribs, losing blood quickly. He knows he has to end this now. grips his scythe hard, still in intense pain. His anger growing by the nanosecond, at any point he could snap.- Nick" I... I.. I WILL END YOUR LIFE!!!" -Losing control now, Nick steps off with his right foot, taking to the air, speeding towards creeped at light speed with his scythe cocked back to his left side, and once again inside his scythe the atoms begin splitting, but at an even faster rate. He tucks his left knee into his chest in an attempt to block a body shot while he charges at her. Once he gets just far enough to where the blade can make contact, giving some distance between them, He turns his hips and shoulders into this turn, but not enough to expose his back. He swings it and the mass of the blade of the scythe and the force put forth by Nick would cause the scythe to swing at a light speed, almost missing it if you blinked. This gives her a small window to react. If the attack were to land, this should be enough damage to hopefully weaken his opponent to the point where he could execute a final attack.-
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Fuck))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I was editing shit))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Goddammit))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I accidentally pressed enter))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Oh well, gotta go with it now))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Was gonna review to make sure i was following the rules with this attack but i guess you guys can correct me if i did something wrong))
Cranezy: // Just keep going then, if you accidently pressed enter. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Thank you!!!))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Can you read it and tell me if i am fucking up though?))
Cranezy: /Try word docs, copy it and paste so you don't have to worry about pressing enter by mistake. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Or am i within the rules?))
Cranezy: // <.< I'm nigh four bottles in on 50% proof vodka and you want me to proof read? //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Hey you said you RPed off of morphine))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I think you can handle it))
Cranezy: //What faith. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Remember your words exactly))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Being under the influence is no excuse((
xVTMxDarkMatter: ))
Creeped: ((You did talk mad shit, Crane. xD))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((:I))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Oh god that chat bubble has been up there for a long time))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I fucked up somewhere))
Creeped: ((Me? I thought you weren't done?))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((No))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I asked him to review my post so far because i gotta finish it))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((To make sure i am not fucking up))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((And his chat bubble has been up there for a long time, indicating he is typing))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((LMAO))
Cranezy: //If your lung is shreeded you can't scream let alone breath unless you posses inhuman organs. How large is the wound in your chest? After 2liters of blood loss you'll pass out. (Human standard). He shouldn't be able to move with a pieced lung like that and /if/ he still can the movement will cause faster blood loss. Light speed is considered teleportation in this case ans is not allowed in t1 unless Creep is fine with teleportation (you were supposed to decide before and I never saw an answer). Remember what I said at the very start of all this, if a normal human cannot beat you then you are OP. A human cannot react in anyway to any of the attacks you did through this whole fight -- since creep did not call any of this out you are allowed to get away with it for this fight. Also where the hell are you swinging the scythe at? Her torso, her face, since you did not declare an attack area Creep gets to decide where you're swinging at basically. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Oh, okay))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((i'll go fix it up then))
Cranezy: //Savvy? //
xVTMxDarkMatter: (( I am thinking of just saying fuck it and blowing myself up, creeped has basically put me in a corner here ))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I don't even know what to do at this point))
Cranezy: //In this case Dark. Your mistakes are her advantages. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Like can i even move???))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Because i feel like i can't even move at this point))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Creeped, i think you won...))
Cranezy: //Can you? Not you exactly but Can your character do anything? //
xVTMxDarkMatter: (( :/ ))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((LETS NOT GO INTO SPECIFICS RN))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((I don't think my character can do anything at this point))
Cranezy: //No really. Like I can think of a bunch of ways to win right now, but that doesn't matter if my character can't do them. //
Cranezy: //That's the point of the game. Knowing your character better than anyone else. //
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((i am actually stuck, i have never gotten like this in a fight))
xVTMxDarkMatter: ((Holy shit))
xVTMxDarkMatter: I guess i need to improve on my character.
xVTMxDarkMatter: That was a really good fight.