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Post by Dantelion on Apr 30, 2016 13:13:03 GMT -5
The punches went wide as he altered their course proving more effective than he expected as they hit one another in the balls. Seemed he altered it too far down. They both hiss and collapse holding themselves. It would take time for them to recover.
One more joins the fray taking their place. He begins launching a series of punched and keeps try to stomp on Vents foot. Punch,punch, punch, and stomp. he repeated this process with no hint of alteration or slowing. His fist flying towards Vents chest over and over again. It seemed he was trying to keep Vent on the defensive.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2016 13:24:57 GMT -5
Vent would let him step on his foot as he curved his body out of the way grabing one of his arms using the force to judo throw him onto his back. Looking around he would scratch his head. "The last three of you should attack me at once. It will give you the best chance."
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Post by Dantelion on Apr 30, 2016 19:59:52 GMT -5
The other two having recovered slightly took to tackling him. One at the legs and the other at his back. The one he had just thrown grabbed at his foot to trip him up so that the other two may succeed. All three attacked just like he said to. The other seven just watched and waited for their turn.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2016 10:58:35 GMT -5
"Good job." Vent said as he started to fall but at the last second he would smack his elbows into the person on his back and immediately punch the other two on their heads so as he collapsed he could roll away from them. If he failed he would raise his D.I.G and shout. "Hybrid digivolution!!" And become Devimon. If he succeeded he would get up and dust himself off starting to let off a strong killing intent to try and scare them knowing this tends to work on rookies.
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Post by Dantelion on May 8, 2016 13:53:00 GMT -5
The one man grappling him would groan his grip loosing allowing Vent to roll away. They other two had backed away at his loosened grip preventing them from being hit. They followed his roll however and kicked out at him as he stopped. The third retreated hunched over and sat on the sidelines. Two more joined in taking turns rushing in and throwing punches then darting back out. Obviously valuing their speed more than strength.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 14:01:56 GMT -5
Vent would back step repeatedly avoiding as many hits as he could the fast ones landing glancing blows here and there. He would then find A large branch with a curve at one end as if a fat kid had messed up climbing the tree and riped the branch off. Vent would then start to spin the branch around and use it like a scyth. He would try triping the retreating soldier then hitting the other one with the backside of it. If he suceeded he would move on to slamming the stick top against the heads of the others. If he failed he would polevault backwards to gain some distance.
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Post by Dantelion on May 11, 2016 19:38:48 GMT -5
The retreating soldier fumbled but managed to retreat. The other soldier was not so lucky as the branch snapped against his hind end making him yelp. It felt like being slapped with a paddle. He retreated rubbing his bum.
The other one whom he tried to hit upside the head blocked it with his forarm. He would continue blocking for as many hits as he tried. The one he tried to trip would return in a flurry or punches. All aimed for various points of his torso. The one with the sore rear end motioned he was done and went to walk it off. The forth tried grappling his neck from behind to put him in a sleeper hold.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2016 20:06:10 GMT -5
Vent would start to spin the stick around at weist highth to keep all of them at a distance making the grab impossible as he would aim for the hips of the last few soldier. If he hit he would drag the two infront of him into the one behind him then hit their shoulders with the stick he would then fake an attack at thier heads and actually attack their stomachs. If he missed he would expand the range of his swings then polevault into the air.
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Post by Dantelion on May 25, 2016 7:29:21 GMT -5
He hit one in the hip and the other retreated to a safe distance. The third tried to grab the stick and got wood-burn as it was pulled away. Gaining probably a splinter or two. The swings widened making all three back up. Once he had gained his distance however they returned to following them. One would be out front he would take any hits trying to stop the stick by grabbing it and making it immobile. Should he succeed the other two would come around and attack throwing punches for his face and stomach. Should he fail one of the ones behind him would grab it and he would hit it snapping it in two before they yet again surrounded him.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2016 11:20:36 GMT -5
As one of the soldiers grabed the stick to limit his movement he would jump up to drop kick him in his face. The top of his head would be hit by a punch but it would do more damage to the puncher than him. The blow to his stomach would miss completly. As he landed he would roll then spin sideways. Aiming to trip one with the stick and the other with his leg. If he succeeded he would quickly jump up and smack them on their head then say to all three. "Surrender now." If he failed he would just keep spinning while getting up and then stand still keeping the stick spinning around himself to keep his distance advantage.
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