The silver hulk rolled it off with a masterful dodge that hinted at dissapointment. With the same speed, he bolted towards his opponent.
She essentially disappears, leaving the hulk unable to find her.
several bullets start to fly at him.
An electric splash strike traveled through the ground to stun the being's opponent. "A power for a power." Any bullets that managed to predate his perception glanced off of his shining armor.
She essentially disappears, leaving the hulk unable to find her.
several bullets start to fly at him.
An electric splash strike traveled through the ground to stun the being's opponent. "A power for a power." Any bullets that managed to predate his perception glanced off of his shining armor.
OOC: I'm not sure I comprehend the move? The latter half I understand, the bullets don't really hurt, but like..the rest confuses me..
An electric splash strike traveled through the ground to stun the being's opponent. "A power for a power." Any bullets that managed to predate his perception glanced off of his shining armor.
OOC: I'm not sure I comprehend the move? The latter half I understand, the bullets don't really hurt, but like..the rest confuses me..
OOC: It's Amakka? Ohhh IC: She jumps upwards, narrowly avoiding the electric assault.
Noting the kick of sand that gave away Asjere's location, the silver hulk threw a bolt of energy from his special blades. Even though the bolt was extremely fast, I could also be seen growing brighter as it shot towards the champion.
OOC: It's Amakka? Ohhh IC: She jumps upwards, narrowly avoiding the electric assault.
Noting the kick of sand that gave away Asjere's location, the silver hulk threw a bolt of energy from his special blades. Even though the bolt was extremely fast, I could also be seen growing brighter as it shot towards the champion.
OOC: Can you use Amakka's name? It's really throwing me off.
IC: Asjere moves out of the way, but her leg is hit by the bolt of energy, as she snarls. Her cloak disappears, as she rolls her muscles, popping them. "Fine, then." She mutters, before firing her compacted pistols, which are now electrified.
Noting the kick of sand that gave away Asjere's location, the silver hulk threw a bolt of energy from his special blades. Even though the bolt was extremely fast, I could also be seen growing brighter as it shot towards the champion.
OOC: Can you use Amakka's name? It's really throwing me off.
IC: Asjere moves out of the way, but her leg is hit by the bolt of energy, as she snarls. Her cloak disappears, as she rolls her muscles, popping them. "Fine, then." She mutters, before firing her compacted pistols, which are now electrified.
He Amakka raised his large hand and caught each bolt Darth Vader style.
OOC: Can you use Amakka's name? It's really throwing me off.
IC: Asjere moves out of the way, but her leg is hit by the bolt of energy, as she snarls. Her cloak disappears, as she rolls her muscles, popping them. "Fine, then." She mutters, before firing her compacted pistols, which are now electrified.
He Amakka raised his large hand and caught each bolt Darth Vader style.
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
He Amakka raised his large hand and caught each bolt Darth Vader style.
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
The electricity was channeled through his metal suit into the Coliseum floor. Any physical damage was regenerated by his Great Kiril. Who was this champion that he could ignore pain and brave electricity without failing?
He Amakka raised his large hand and caught each bolt Darth Vader style.
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
The fight is interrupted by an asininely huge Makuta firing a rhotuka into the air from his snout, a shower of lightning sparks is unleashed midair but they fizzle out harmlessly as a mere warning shot. The Makuta then takes a step forward from where he appeared, sending dust flying in all directions. Once it settles, he speaks very plainly.
"I am here 'clean up Stelt'. They probably meant they don't like it when people fight here.... I don't like it when people fight either."
The Makuta just stands there, jaw gaping open a little bit, making it unclear as to whether he really understands what he's doing here besides following orders. His massive size, and colossal head speak volumes about the lengths the Brotherhood is prepared to go to in order to, quote, "clean up Stelt" as the giant said.
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
The fight is interrupted by an asininely huge Makuta firing a rhotuka into the air from his snout, a shower of lightning sparks is unleashed midair but they fizzle out harmlessly as a mere warning shot. The Makuta then takes a step forward from where he appeared, sending dust flying in all directions. Once it settles, he speaks very plainly.
"I am here 'clean up Stelt'. They probably meant they don't like it when people fight here.... I don't like it when people fight either."
The Makuta just stands there, jaw gaping open a little bit, making it unclear as to whether he really understands what he's doing here besides following orders. His massive size, and colossal head speak volumes about the lengths the Brotherhood is prepared to go to in order to, quote, "clean up Stelt" as the giant said.
Lady Nightstar sneers at the Makuta. "Begone, the Brotherhood holds no dominion in my territory."
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
The electricity was channeled through his metal suit into the Coliseum floor. Any physical damage was regenerated by his Great Kiril. Who was this champion that he could ignore pain and brave electricity without failing?
Amakka delivered a mighty kick to Asjere's chest.
OOC: She's pretty far away from Amakka. At least five yards, bare minimum. That's a really big leg.
IC: She notices the Kiril, and changes her tactic, firing an exploding bullet straight at the Kanohi. She also disappears.
The electricity was channeled through his metal suit into the Coliseum floor. Any physical damage was regenerated by his Great Kiril. Who was this champion that he could ignore pain and brave electricity without failing?
Amakka delivered a mighty kick to Asjere's chest.
OOC: She's pretty far away from Amakka. At least five yards, bare minimum. That's a really big leg.
IC: She notices the Kiril, and changes her tactic, firing an exploding bullet straight at the Kanohi. She also disappears.
OOC: I forgot to mention that he was walking towards he while catching the bullets, so, there goes that.
IC: The bullet exploded against his hand once again. "I'll give you time to catch up."
Ouch. The bullets explode, sending electric shrapnel into his body. Ouchy.
The fight is interrupted by an asininely huge Makuta firing a rhotuka into the air from his snout, a shower of lightning sparks is unleashed midair but they fizzle out harmlessly as a mere warning shot. The Makuta then takes a step forward from where he appeared, sending dust flying in all directions. Once it settles, he speaks very plainly.
"I am here 'clean up Stelt'. They probably meant they don't like it when people fight here.... I don't like it when people fight either."
The Makuta just stands there, jaw gaping open a little bit, making it unclear as to whether he really understands what he's doing here besides following orders. His massive size, and colossal head speak volumes about the lengths the Brotherhood is prepared to go to in order to, quote, "clean up Stelt" as the giant said.
The silver combatant turned. His red gaze burned against the makuta, though he was careful not to make eye contact. "You take orders from fools who think themselves kings." His hearing was directed elsewhere to predict where his opponent might be hiding. "Join me, brother, and the Makuta will be made fools no more."
