[Fight Club] Round 2.0
Who: Folks on this list. Tag your characters in!
What: Open Log for those who want to thread their fights out ;D
Where: Mount Koifushi ( Rukia's Place of Solace )
When: 8/24/2011
Warnings: Violence, both graphic, and fantasy and swearing? More to be added if needs be!
( An Explosion of Catastrophe )
What: Open Log for those who want to thread their fights out ;D
Where: Mount Koifushi ( Rukia's Place of Solace )
When: 8/24/2011
Warnings: Violence, both graphic, and fantasy and swearing? More to be added if needs be!
( An Explosion of Catastrophe )
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Stretching out once Ichigo and Madsen direct him, the black wolf stays in his Promenade-typical form for now. He's still larger than the average wolf, but other than that, he doesn't look like much... for now, at least. ]
All right then.
[ Let's get this party started. ]
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A dog? Hah! This will be over in an instant.
[Really, what were they thinking? Though, as Shiro casts his senses out, he realizes that this isn't JUST a wolf. He's much, much stronger than he looks. Maybe this will be fun after all. He holds out his hand and the white and black blade, as tall as he is, coalesces from dark energy] Fenrir, is it? Give me a good fight, wolf! Heeehahahahah!
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Don't call me a dog again and I'll even try to behave.
[ Grinning another grin full of teeth, he sniffs the air. It's a good night for a fight. He moves, beginning to circle. ]
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[he grins, pointing his sword at the wolf]
Show me that power!
[Shiro wastes no time with posturing. He vanishes in a burst of Sonido, blurring out of sight and appearing in the air above the wolf, bringing that huge blade down like it weighed nothing at all] Kyaaahahaha!!
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Either way, Fenrir doesn't have time to reply. Shiro vanishes and then reappears, and the keen ears of the wolf pick up on the whistle in the wind. Snarling, he twists to try and dodge, far faster than a normal wolf, jaws snapping. ]
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Hold on, hold on. If you're going to fight tooth and nail... so am I!
[The sword vanishes in the same energy that it appeared in, and instead of simply returning to him, it swirls around the Hollow, engulfing him in a burst of black and red flame. It explodes outward, a searing hot wave, and leaves Shiro in his shikai Hollow form; 7 feet tall and covered in scales, bearing a long, strong tail, claws and spikes on his back, as well as a mask made of black bone. A hideous thing radiating power]
Ksssshhhhhhhhrr. Better.
[Rushing forward with a claw attack now!]
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If Shiro wants go grow, then Fenrir is happy to oblige. Like his change from wolf to humanoid, this change is fast; he doesn't want to deal with theatrics now. He grows to match Shiro, a proportionate wolf to his seven feet.
He doesn't move as Shiro rushes, waiting to snap at him again, jaws going for his arm. ]
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The Hollow doesn't stop when the wolf grows, nor does he stop when the teeth bite into his muscular arm. Blue, inky blood spills out. The stuff smells foul and tastes worse; coppery and bitter and corrosive, like rotted battery acid. His uninjured arm swings around to slash across Fenrir's snout and eyes. He rips his other arm out of the wolf's jaws, ripping muscle and flesh, but as soon as it is clear, the wound explodes with white goo that fills the injury and heals it completely]
We both heal, hrrrrrrr? This should be fun.
[he leaps forward again, snarling and aiming to bite Fenrir on the neck]
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It may smell and taste disgusting, burning Fenrir's mouth, but he doesn't let go, jerking his head back when his face is swung at and taking a chunk of flesh with him. Dropping it as he shakes his head, willing his face to heal faster, he barks a laugh at Shiro's observation. Definitely fun.
And then the Hollow pounces again, and Fenrir twists, hoping Shiro's teeth will grab the thick scruff instead of his throat. Incidentally, there's still a slender ribbon around the wolf's neck, hidden in his fur -- or at least, it looks like a slender ribbon. It's actually Gleipnir, made by dwarves out of abstract concepts unbreakable until Ragnarok, and bound to do a number on Shiro's teeth if he bites down on it. ]
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His teeth do bite down on the strange collar of sorts, breaking a few of his mask teeth in the process and releasing MORE of that gross blood. Yes, even from the bone-like mask. The creature lets out an ear-splitting screech and reels away, holding his hands to his face. A Hollow's mask was very strong, and it had to be to protect their weak point... but that stuff was like no compound he'd ever felt before. So, no neck bites, then.
He whips back around, the teeth healing much more slowly than his flesh, and points at Fenrir with thumb, forefinger and middle finger. At the tip where the claws meet, an orb of nuclear red energy coalesces. It grows and whirrs and then Shiro releases it in a focused beam of pure, raw energy]
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[ Luckily for him, Fenrir is still fast and, as he only went to his mid-sized form, not an incredibly large target. He tries to dodge, the energy singing his fur as he keeps moving. He's apparently forgotten to worry about the fact that they could burn down the entire forest or something similar, because his next step is to breath fire right back at Shiro as he circles him, both to try and keep him in place and to stay out of the way of that energy beam if it's following him. ]
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[Shiro's aim isn't particularly good, either; it doesn't have to be. The beam is wide, and even things not caught in the direct path feel the searing, Hellfire-heat.
The death-ray, called a Cero, cuts out when Fenrir breathes fire at Shiro. His thick armor of scales protects his flesh from frying and the mask protects his face. But his hair and the fur around his neck singe in the heat. He roars loudly, exuding his energy on the flames and blowing them back at the wolf.
His large size doesn't keep him from moving fast. He lets out a shriek and vanishes into a blur of static again and reappears behind Fenrir, wrapping his tail around the wolf's back leg]
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[ Instead of dodging the flames, Fenrir opens his mouth and swallows them down, flames and smoke spewing from his nostrils when he shuts his jaws around the fire. If it hurts, he doesn't let on.
He wasn't expecting that move, though, and he yelps when his leg is suddenly grabbed. Scrabbling at the ground with his claws, Fenrir turns his head and snaps at Shiro's tail, snarling. ]
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[the tail is just as heavily armored as the rest of the beast, and his teeth mostly glance off. The sharper fangs do leave scratches that immediately fill with the disgusting white goo. He tightens his grip and then spins, throwing the wolf against a tree.
And breaking the trunk in the process, letting the canopy of the tree fall onto the wolf.]
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