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Post by Big News Gecko on Aug 28, 2018 2:45:50 GMT
| Combust's Attributes & Standard Trait Package |
Strength: 20
- 2 Additional Damage Dealing for Explosion Quirk
Stamina: 20
- 2 Additional Damage Shaving for Physical Base Damage
Speed: 30
- Movement Speed and Attack Speed is 4 SPM
Accuracy: 30
- Tracking SPM is 4.5 SPM
| Battle Information (New Rulings, Make Sure to Read Real Battle Rulings) |
Starting Distance is 7 Meters. This Fight will only Extend for Seven Rounds [7 Turns for Each Fighter]
Make Sure to Post Your Parent Technique in Your First Post.
Make Sure to Post Any Equipment You Will Be Using in the Battle in Your First Post.
Golden Knight has First Turn.
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Post by Big News Gecko on Aug 29, 2018 14:56:12 GMT
Arthur stood on the stage, holding both the Holy Sword and Impure Blade through their sheaths. The atmosphere was intense and emotional. The prince never understood the value to performance fighting, the phrase he dubbed this type of combat. In Camelot, the coliseum is a huge attraction for every social caste in regards for entry. Of course, the people of the land enjoyed seeing two champions test their might, but the actual fighters seemed to emotionally attach and invested in the art. Standing on this stadium, Arthur finally understood those emotions. He stood there with a zealous, overwhelming hunger to win. Triumphing meant glory.
Arthur would see his opponent step foot on the stadium, a woman by the name of Combust. The vibe exerting from her was confidence, valor, and strength. For her to reach this far in the tournament meant nothing short of being one of the best competitors to undergo the Sports Festival Trials. The prince knew better to mistake her combat prowess, especially since there was no reason to underestimate thy opponent. Arthur never been the time to believe in his own capabilities, enough that it out shadowed the opposition in front of him. The fact of having to fight a woman still bothered Arthur, he rather spoils them.
“Before the fight begins, I just want to say….”
“Enough kid! None of that mushy crap!”
“Excuse me my lady, but…”
The gunfire would signal the start of the match and the beginning of a combustive onslaught. Combust would propel herself with such ferocious speed that she was able to cross the gap between them. The decision to grip Excalibur’s hilt, at the sound of the gunfire, granted him the capabilities to see the blitzing woman. The prince adopted the Chuuhan no Shisei stance of his Dance of Avidya swordsmanship. Arthur would keep his feet apart enough to allow forward and backward movement and his arm behind his back, which meant the Impure Blade was resting behind as well. She would perform an aerial assault of kicks and punches, trying to knock her opponent unconscious. Sir Arthur would perform evasive manners, possible due to his incredible keen perception. A virtue he gained from communing with Sir Palamedes. The constant dodging would frustrate Combust, which would cause her to shout.
“Fight back! What are you doing!”
“So unbecoming of a lady…”
Combust would continue to swing relentlessly, her frustration building up but more importantly the power of her Explosion Quirk. She would display her destructive ability when he performed a double palm thrust, causing an explosion that to begin for Arthur to simply dodge. The blast would knock Arthur backwards into the air.
Combust would follow up, zig-zagging in the air until she reached below him. She would perform another double palm strike, this time blasting him upward. Arthur’s body would begin to tumble into the air as he tried to recovery from the chain explosions. The prince understood that he must abandon his chivalry, but doing so pained him. He personally prided himself over his gentleman ways. The tumbling effect would end, luckily, with the prince able to see the approaching woman. She was ascending through the air, both now several meters off the ground.
“Excuse me my lady, but this is dance is…”
“STOP CALLING ME YOUR LADY!”
Arthur could not help but smile because his opponent reminded him of Go Go, but briefly before showing the respect and honor that Combust deserved. He would commune with Sir Bedivere the Fearless so that he possessed the same ferociousness of his opponent. When she performed any maneuver to damage the him, the force of his swing was enough to counter the explosions – although he was still being pushed through the air. The crowd would scream wild at the intense battle as the fight truly became aerial in some weird fashion. Eventually Combust would force a shift of positions. She was now knocking the prince downward, back at the ground at an accelerated rate.
“Ha! At the rate of this, you will be splattered into the ground!”
“Fear is below me maiden!”
Confusion was on her face as this was the second-time Arthur’s tone and diction changed. She began to think she was in a fight with some insane, mentally ill person. Despite her bewilderment, she charged in once more for an assault. She would perform a double spin, double axe kick. Her train of thought was to kick explosions at Arthur, considering leg muscles were stronger than the arm – the attack would pack a greater force. Arthur would open himself up to the attack, taking the kick to the chest and sent him straight into the fighting stage. The crowd would become silent, waiting for the dust to clear.
Arthur would stumble upwards, Excalibur off several meters. The prince was heavily injured but due to the power of his Séance Quirk, more than being kicked into the ground was required to put him down. Combust would land impressed at the endurances on the prince, but also annoyed that she had not defeated him yet.
“Your tough kid, but without your weapon. What are you going to do?”
Arthur stood there scared of his only alternative. He still held in his possession, the Impure Blade – Caliburn. The prince remembered the last time he bared such weapon against another life. The events that transpired continued to haunt him to this day. Arthur only hoped that through his training the past year, he became disciplined enough to contain the evil within. He would grip the sword’s hilt, instantly feeling his emotions and thoughts tainted. The contamination began to surge through his very core, Arthur began to hear the voice of a sadistic man.
Gaunter: Oh has it been some time, my dear King! LETS HAVE….
Arthur with the last bit of his sanity dropped the sword, breathing heavily. He felt his very grip of control vanquishing. He refused to lose control again. The crowd was silent, confused at what was transpiring. To everyone, Arthur gripped his sword and then began to grasp his head, hunched over with visible signs of stress and pain. The prince refused to use such a cursed power even if it meant being unable to fight against his opponent. He was not ready to do so using Caliburn and Excalibur was too far. Defeat was inevitable now. While rambling through these thoughts, Combust lowered her guard and spoke.
“Aye, kid! You okay?”
“I apologize my….well. You have won this fight. I am defenseless.”
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Post by Big News Gecko on Sept 7, 2018 15:01:32 GMT
THIS FIGHT IMMEDIATELY KICKED OFF WITH AN EXPLOSIVE NATURE! COMBUST IS REALLY AIMING FOR THE KILL...EXCUSE ME THAT WAS FIGURATIVELY. DON'T WORRY FOLK! NO KILLING GOING ON AT THE SPORTS FESTIVAL!
Moments later…
WHAT A WIERD END TO THE FIGHT? GOLDEN KNIGHT SUDDENLY DROPPED HIS SWORD? WHY? EITHER WAY COMBUST TOOK THAT MOMENT TO CAPTURE THE VICTORY.
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