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Post by sion on Nov 6, 2005 14:00:44 GMT -5
Sion didnt move. He couldnt tell the diferance between when she was visable or not, he could still tell where she was not matter what spell she used.
[glow=black,2,300]"Strike then"[/glow]
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 6, 2005 15:47:47 GMT -5
"Oh fine." Des said, and her foot made contact with his back as she flipped down, landing on her feet, and tackling him to the ground.
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Post by sion on Nov 6, 2005 15:48:58 GMT -5
Just as the tackle would of landed sion backflipped straight over her.
(Its better in fights not to say the blow landed, that way ur opponent says weither theyd be able to dodge it.)
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 6, 2005 15:54:27 GMT -5
(I hate it when people give me tips on what I've been practicing for years. Please don't tick me off and I'll be more careful)
Des blinked, rolling on her back, claws pointed up, ready to puncture his skin.
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Post by sion on Nov 6, 2005 15:55:40 GMT -5
(ok.sorry it just annoys me when other people say what my char does) Sion landed off to the side.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 6, 2005 16:55:00 GMT -5
Des acted quickly, pinning him down to the ground, sticking her claws into his shoulders and sitting on his stomach.
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Post by sion on Nov 7, 2005 12:03:33 GMT -5
( -_-..... ) slamming des into a tree before spinning a kick into her back)
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 8, 2005 18:03:21 GMT -5
(what? It's what She's doing... o.O)
Des fell from the tree, to the ground, but roled backwards, landing on her knees and tripping him.
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Post by sion on Nov 9, 2005 11:07:26 GMT -5
(whats a prep?) Sions feet fell out from underneath him but his wings kept him upright. He kicked off a tree and tackled straight in to des. (Also, its no weaps but does that include magic?)
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 9, 2005 17:39:59 GMT -5
(A prep... uhmmm... blond, obnoxious, think of an ideal dumb cheerleader... I like to relate Preps to n00bs.)
Des, as he made contact, bit into his shoulder, her claws getting a hold of the flesh near his ribs.
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Post by sion on Nov 10, 2005 11:01:11 GMT -5
Sion backflipped as he tackled forward throwing des off on to, yes you guessed it another tree.
(Im blonde i guess, but thats about it....a better word be um.....QUACK!)
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 10, 2005 17:06:10 GMT -5
(Another way to explain a prep would be to say: "A pimple in the ass of life.")
Des this time grabbed onto a branch, looped over, and managed to get behind him. Here she morphed into a pup, the smallest form she could be, and clung onto his back by digging her claws into him.
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Post by sion on Nov 11, 2005 11:04:47 GMT -5
Sion heated his body up to above 100 c.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 11, 2005 12:33:52 GMT -5
Des still hung on, seeing that her long claws were the only thing holding onto him.
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Post by sion on Nov 11, 2005 12:51:13 GMT -5
Sion swung round but Deses grip held. Her claw touched the front of sions left shoulder and is eyes turned bright red. Flames erupted around him chuckinng des off. He stood next to des, firey fist raised ready to pound her face in. Just before the blow landed sion stopped. [glow=red,2,300]"No!"[/glow] He backed off and slumped against the a tree flames fading away. "Sorry...I didnt know I could do that...."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 11, 2005 12:55:29 GMT -5
Des' eyes were wide, but she was smiling wildly. "Wow... SWEET!" She exclaimed, obviously very excited. She morphed to her origianal state, still with that look on her face.
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Post by sion on Nov 11, 2005 12:56:43 GMT -5
"so thats three of the daggers powers...one for every colour of my eyes...one for every emotion..."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 11, 2005 13:13:49 GMT -5
Des smiled, her Demong STripes gone. "Cool"
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Post by sion on Nov 11, 2005 13:15:01 GMT -5
"I can only control two....The rest are emotion activated...Its something to do with why im blind too..." Sion stood up.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 11, 2005 13:15:59 GMT -5
Des pulled herself to her feet, still smiling. "Oh?"
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