OOC: Don't touch the time. A skirmish like this can't take hours to be resolved. Don't repeat what you have already written one post from the others. If you want to fill your post, try to describe Aerom's feelings or his crewmates's. He just killed a bunch of people, that should provoke a reaction. If not, you should explain why killing doesn't faze him.
Spear in hand, Shanba rushed outside, head already oriented toward the battlefield. From afar, he could see that the first peloton of warriors were on the ground. Their blood was already streaming away, washed by what seemed to be rainwater. The chief had a perplexed expression on his face. He did not hear the rain nor did it fall anywhere besides that designated area. The sky was clear; had the invaders been using scientific weapons like him ? DId they decided to attack the village just to steal their research ?
- "I won't let you go unpunished." said the man, in his beard.
The leader of the pirates had disappeared, so Shanba decided to go for the next person he considered a threat : The sea monster. The stubby man ran towards Anala and jumped in the air, weapon already swirling at high speed in his hands. Shanba, as he descended, tried to slash the monster's torso diagonally from left to right.
Downward Slash => Rank C + 1 (Shanba's weapon) => 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
Anala and Mantaur were standing there on guard as several fat primitive people tried to attack them. anala was worried as their leader Aerom left them and went to the village searching for the leader of the enemies. She was very afraid that something happened to him. The enemy soldiers were lying on the ground as they were it by the rain created by aerom. their blood was pooled around them making a large dnut shaped pool of blood around them.
Shanba decided to go for the next person he considered a threat: The sea monster. The stubby man ran towards Anala and jumped in the air, weapon already swirling at high speed in his hands. Shanba, as he descended, tried to slash the monster's torso diagonally from left to right.
As she was thinking this, She saw the leader of the primitive people running towards them with a weapon in his hand. As he almost reached them, he suddenly jumped toward Mantuar and swung his weapon from left to right to cut Mantaurs torso. Before anything can be done, the attack hit Mantaur.
The attack hit the torso of Mantaur leaving a scar mark on the torso. As the hit landed, mantar looked at the man who attacked him. He swang his law towards the primitive man to hit him in the stomach.
Bullet punch: The user slashes an opponent at such a fast pace that it appears that they did not attack at all (in fact, to the casual observer it would look like the user simply walked past the victim). Only when a certain amount of time has passed, which is approximate to the time the user walks ten feet away, or three meters (verses, as the name suggests), does their opponent realize the attack.
(21 Mastery, 21 Strength and 21 Movement Speed) Destructive Potency Rank: D
Anala and Mantaur were standing there on guard as several fat primitive people tried to attack them. anala was worried as their leader Aerom left them and went to the village searching for the leader of the enemies. She was very afraid that something happened to him. The enemy soldiers were lying on the ground as they were it by the rain created by aerom. their blood was pooled around them making a large dnut shaped pool of blood around them.
As she was thinking this, She saw the leader of the primitive people running towards them with a weapon in his hand. As he almost reached them, he suddenly jumped toward Mantuar and swung his weapon from left to right to cut Mantaurs torso. Before anything can be done, the attack hit Mantaur.
Mantaur's durability :
21-40: 2. Small Building Level
DPR equal to dura: normal damage
The attack hit the torso of Mantaur leaving a scar mark on the torso. As the hit landed, mantar looked at the man who attacked him. He swang his law towards the primitive man to hit him in the stomach.
Bullet punch: The user slashes an opponent at such a fast pace that it appears that they did not attack at all (in fact, to the casual observer it would look like the user simply walked past the victim). Only when a certain amount of time has passed, which is approximate to the time the user walks ten feet away, or three meters (verses, as the name suggests), does their opponent realize the attack.
(21 Mastery, 21 Strength and 21 Movement Speed) Destructive Potency Rank: D
Shanba took the hit right in the stomach and did not move; the monster, unlike its owner, seemed to lack strength. A huge smile appeared on the chief's face. He was going to avenge his partners by taking it out. The man braced his muscles and deepened his feet in the sand. One step, then two, Shanba trusted his spear forward, hoping to stab it in the torso.
Pierce ! => Rank C + 1 (Shanba's weapon) => 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
Aerom's determination knew no bounds as he tirelessly sprinted through the entire village, leaving no stone unturned in his quest to find the elusive leader. With unwavering focus, he diligently inspected every house, meticulously searching for any sign or clue that could point him in the right direction. However, despite pouring every ounce of energy into his exhaustive efforts, Aerom was left disappointed and disheartened as his relentless pursuit turned up empty-handed. The chubby primitive leader seemed to have vanished without a trace, leaving Aerom feeling frustrated and overwhelmed by the enormity of the task at hand.
Aerom carefully surveyed his surroundings, taking note of the glaring absence of the person he had been searching for. It seemed as though they had possibly returned to their comrades, they intended to offer indispensable assistance. An overwhelming sense of responsibility and empathy welled up within Aerom as he pondered the consequence of standing idle while others potentially faced dire circumstances. Determined to make a difference and prevent any unfortunate events from occurring, he restlessly contemplated taking immediate action.
Aerom, feeling the adrenaline coursing through his veins, hurriedly dashed towards the towering wall to reunite with his comrades, whose safety he feared may be at stake. Urgency propelled him forward as he pushed himself to the limits of his physical endurance. Upon passing through the gate, his eyes, now scanning the chaotic scene in search of a familiar figure, caught sight of the individual he had been desperately searching for. As he approached, he noticed with a mix of relief and concern that his summoned creature, a powerful guardian he had relied on countless times, was engaged in a tense confrontation. Determined not to let his companion fight alone, Aerom suppressed his fatigue and swiftly made his way toward the battleground, where the intense clash was unfolding with fierce and unpredictable energy. The air crackled with tension as he joined the fray, his heart pounding in his chest as he prepared to fight beside his trusted ally, refusing to back down even in the face of overwhelming odds.
Anala POV
At the exact moment, when the mantaur launched its ferocious assault, its massive form lunged forward, crashing into the enemy with brutal force. Unfortunately, due to the individual's inherent lack of physical strength, the impact of the attack was subdued, inflicting only minimal damage upon the opponent.
Shanba took the hit right in the stomach and did not move; the monster, unlike its owner, seemed to lack strength. A huge smile appeared on the chief's face. He was going to avenge his partners by taking it out. The man braced his muscles and deepened his feet in the sand. One step, then two, Shanba trusted his spear forward, hoping to stab it in the torso.
In the heat of battle, upon being targeted by the enemy, the sea creature swiftly executed a strategic move. It quickly aimed at the adversary's weapon with precision, aiming to swiftly neutralize the threat posed by the opponent. This tactic was meticulously designed to render the opponent defenseless by effectively eliminating any weapon they might have been brandishing in close combat situations.
Claw hammer : The user slashes an opponent's weapon almost instantaneously. Apparently intended to disarm the opponent by destroying whatever weapon they might be wielding at close range.
(41 Mastery, 41 Strength) Destructive Potency Rank: B
In the heat of battle, upon being targeted by the enemy, the sea creature swiftly executed a strategic move. It quickly aimed at the adversary's weapon with precision, aiming to swiftly neutralize the threat posed by the opponent. This tactic was meticulously designed to render the opponent defenseless by effectively eliminating any weapon they might have been brandishing in close combat situations.
Claws met Shanba's weapon. The monster was able to protect itself from the onslaught. It even got good instincts since they decided to attack the weapon instead of the man himself. The chief was sent backward with no damage. He checked his spear and bounced forward. He was going to win no matter what. The chunky guy spun on himself twice with unfathomed agility and tried to sink his spear into the torso of the monster. He had enough momentum that if his attack reached the beast, it would send it hurling upward.
The user spins and strikes upwards, knocking the opponent to the ground and inflicting damage. The attack is similar to Shoryuken of Ken/Ryu. - DPR C, requires 21 Strength, 21 MA Mastery ==> + 1 (Shanba's weapon) => 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
Way above the village two majestic birds watched as the skirmish kept going. They had hoped the invaders would wipe out the villagers, but now they are doubts about the real target of said invaders. They needed to keep a tight watch on them, in case they decided to came after them.
Anala was taken aback when the primitive man, whose appearance was wild and unpredictable, unexpectedly launched a swift and forceful attack on them. The brave Mantaur, displaying unwavering courage and selflessness, sustained injuries while shielding against the initial assault. Despite the pain, Mantaur summoned the strength and determination to fight back with unmatched resilience, successfully warding off the subsequent attack with calculated precision. The intensity of the confrontation left Anala in a state of utter surprise, her mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions, leaving her uncertain of what the future held and questioning the motives and intentions of the aggressive primitive man.
He checked his spear and bounced forward. He was going to win no matter what. The chunky guy spun on himself twice with unfathomed agility and tried to sink his spear into the torso of the monster. He had enough momentum that if his attack reached the beast, it would send it hurling upward.
Anala, taken aback by the intensity of the confrontation, observed the adversary executing a swift spin maneuver, aiming to deliver an uppercut to Mantaur. Feeling a sudden jolt of adrenaline rushing through her veins, she couldn't help but sense a burning urgency within her. As her mind raced, she contemplated the potential consequences of inaction, realizing that she couldn't just stand by and watch as things spiraled out of control. The gravity of the situation hung heavy in the air, accentuating her concern for both Mantaur's safety and the underlying tensions at play.
Anala firmly grasped her firearm, feeling the cool metal against her palm, and unleashed a powerful shot at the enemy in front of her. As her finger squeezed the trigger, adrenaline surged through her veins, heightening her focus. Her aim was impeccable, honed through countless hours of training and practice. She knew that if this bullet found its mark, it would deliver enough force to propel him backward, disrupting his stance and causing him to lose focus. The weight of the mission rested on her shoulders, and she could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she squeezed the trigger.
41-60: 1. Wall/Tree Level + B BULLTET(+2) = 81-100: 3. Large Building Level
OOC: It might be better if you calculate the damage this time. will do it if you feel like i should do it
Anala firmly grasped her firearm, feeling the cool metal against her palm, and unleashed a powerful shot at the enemy in front of her. As her finger squeezed the trigger, adrenaline surged through her veins, heightening her focus. Her aim was impeccable, honed through countless hours of training and practice. She knew that if this bullet found its mark, it would deliver enough force to propel him backward, disrupting his stance and causing him to lose focus. The weight of the mission rested on her shoulders, and she could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she squeezed the trigger.
Shanba's whole momentum was cut short. He had not predicted this outcome. One moment, he was running and jumping in the air, and the other, he was falling. Shanba fell on his back, a hole in his torso. Red was covering his torso. The face was already drained of all color. Shanba's had already been drained from all colors. The chief was hyperventilating. He was going to die tonight. He wasn't prepared for it. He hadn't chosen a successor yet. What about the villagers, were they going to follow him in heaven ? He had failed his duty. He had failed them and now everything was turning dark. Silence filled the void. For Torino Kingdom, that shot, fired by a scared girl, meant everything. It washed away all the residual hopes in the warriors. The fight ended in a second.
Aerom swiftly approached the area where his companions were stationed, surveying the chaotic battlefield with each step highlighting the escalating intensity of the conflict. Amidst the clashing weapons and fierce sounds, he observed Mantaur, visibly injured yet resolutely confronting the massive primitive adversary. Another glance caught Anala strategically maneuvering to deliver accurate blows that staggered Mantaur's opponent. The tense atmosphere enveloped Aerom as he neared the scene, his heart pulsating with a mixture of worry for his allies and the resolve to engage in the battle. The unfolding melee portrayed a vivid image of bravery and unity amidst the turmoil, prompting him to quickly intervene and support his comrades in their courageous stance.
Shanba's whole momentum was cut short. He had not predicted this outcome. One moment, he was running and jumping in the air, and the other, he was falling. Shanba fell on his back, a hole in his torso. Red was covering his torso. The face was already drained of all color. Shanba's had already been drained from all colors. The chief was hyperventilating. He was going to die tonight. He wasn't prepared for it. He hadn't chosen a successor yet. What about the villagers, were they going to follow him in heaven ? He had failed his duty. He had failed them and now everything was turning dark. Silence filled the void. For Torino Kingdom, that shot, fired by a scared girl, meant everything. It washed away all the residual hopes in the warriors. The fight ended in a second.
As Aerom confidently strode towards his companions, a sense of relief enveloped him as he caught sight of the fallen enemy lying in a pool of glistening crimson, the result of a fatal gunshot wound delivered by the skilled hands of Anala. Taking a moment to assess the scene, Aerom felt immense gratitude that, despite the violence that had transpired, both his allies and adversaries appeared to have emerged relatively unscathed. "Are you both alright?" Aerom tenderly inquired, the genuine concern evident in his voice. However, in the midst of their conversation, a sudden, ear-splitting noise pierced through the crisp air, seemingly emanating from the colossal tree that stood majestically at the center of the secluded island.
However, in the midst of their conversation, a sudden, ear-splitting noise pierced through the crisp air, seemingly emanating from the colossal tree that stood majestically at the center of the secluded island.
Don't dictate what's happening. You have control of what your characters do and cannot. You have control over how the environment reacts to their attacks, etc... Introducing the universe, the foes are the host choice.
Way above the village two majestic birds watched as the skirmish kept going. They had hoped the invaders would wipe out the villagers, but now they are doubts about the real target of said invaders. They needed to keep a tight watch on them, in case they decided to came after them.
The gigantic birds landed on the sand. From their perch, they had been spectators to the killing below. Bird 1 was satisfied of the situation, its chest had been puffed. Wings have been fluttering. If one had listened, you could have heard it cackle when Shanba fell on the ground. The chief had killed a lot of their brothers and would have kept going. Bird 2, was afraid. Shanba was a proud warrior; the birds and him have fought a lot during the years. The way he had been dispatched was cruel. He had died too easily. What did it say about them ? The Giants Birds ? Were they weak or were the invaders too strong ?
From their perch, the two had different reactions. Moreover, they chose to react to it differently. While Bird 1 flew to go back to the Nest, Bird 2 dove toward the pirates. Bird 1, surprised, let out an ear-splitting noise. It wasn't happy with his brother's choice; what would Bird 2 attack them ? The bird followed the other one, although a little late.
Bird 2 deployed its wings wide, and elevated one of its claws in the air. The bird wanted to instill fear into them. It let out a cry, urging them to go back now that they had killed the villagers. The Gigantic Birds did not want them here anymore.
The gigantic birds landed on the sand. From their perch, they had been spectators to the killing below. Bird 1 was satisfied of the situation, its chest had been puffed. Wings have been fluttering. If one had listened, you could have heard it cackle when Shanba fell on the ground. The chief had killed a lot of their brothers and would have kept going. Bird 2, was afraid. Shanba was a proud warrior; the birds and him have fought a lot during the years. The way he had been dispatched was cruel. He had died too easily. What did it say about them ? The Giants Birds ? Were they weak or were the invaders too strong ?
The primitive warriors, who had valiantly fought in a prolonged battle against Aerom's allies, eventually faced their demise as the tide turned against them. Despite their fierce determination, the leader of these warriors emerged from the skirmish with grievous injuries that bore witness to the ferocity of the conflict. It was as he lay wounded on the battlefield that a mesmerizing moment unfolded before his eyes – two magnificent birds gracefully descending from the sky. This extraordinary sight held a profound significance for him, as it resonated with the very reason behind his arduous journey to the island. In the midst of chaos and bloodshed, the presence of these avian beings evoked a deep sense of awe and wonder, suggesting an ethereal connection to the island's ancient tales. Their graceful flight amidst the brutal clash of opposing forces seemed to weave a mysterious thread of lore into the already tense confrontation, adding a layer of intrigue to the unfolding drama on the battlefield.
From their perch, the two had different reactions. Moreover, they chose to react to it differently. While Bird 1 flew to go back to the Nest, Bird 2 dove toward the pirates. Bird 1, surprised, let out an ear-splitting noise. It wasn't happy with his brother's choice; what would Bird 2 attack them ? The bird followed the other one, although a little late.
Bird 2 deployed its wings wide, and elevated one of its claws in the air. The bird wanted to instill fear into them. It let out a cry, urging them to go back now that they had killed the villagers. The Gigantic Birds did not want them here anymore.
As the birds gracefully descended from the sky with a mesmerizing display, Aerom, the leader, took charge by instructing his companions to stay alert and keep a watchful eye on the majestic creatures. His words echoed the importance of their mission, emphasizing the need to forge a connection with the birds rather than causing any harm. Observing the scene unfold, one bird swiftly retreated to its cozy nest, its powerful wings creating a whirlwind effect that resonated with a melodic hum, adding to the enchantment of the moment. Following closely behind, the second bird landed gracefully, its sharp talons glistening in the sunlight as it emitted a chilling cry, attempting to send shivers down the spines of Aerom and his companions, testing their resolve in this awe-inspiring encounter.
In the midst of the island, Aerom discovered himself unexpectedly encountering a pair of distressed birds, their haunting cries reverberating amidst the rustling leaves and swaying branches of the ancient trees. Maintaining a composed demeanor amidst the backdrop of natural turmoil, he gently approached the avian creatures, endeavoring to establish a bridge of communication between their kind and his own. Sincerely and with unwavering determination, Aerom articulated his motives with heartfelt clarity: "Our venture to this sacred place is driven by a quest for tranquility and mutual understanding, a desire to coexist in harmony with your esteemed species. Previous encounters have regrettably been marred by miscommunication and conflict, and I seek to steer away from such discord with your kin." His words carried a deeply felt urgency, a plea for cooperation and empathetic connection, underscoring the profound significance of avoiding any potential discord and nurturing a bond of peace and unity.
The birds were even more worried now than they realized the human spoke their language. This was a bad omen. Bird 1 screeched at the pirate interrupting his fake words.
- " We do not want you there, we won't need up like the other humans...You inavded their house and soon you will invade ours !"
The birds were even more worried now than they realized the human spoke their language. This was a bad omen. Bird 1 screeched at the pirate interrupting his fake words.
- " We do not want you there, we won't need up like the other humans...You inavded their house and soon you will invade ours !"
Aerom made a heartfelt declaration of his unwavering dedication to avoiding violence, firmly emphasizing his belief in the principles of non-violence. Even so, he couldn't help but sense a palpable undercurrent of resistance and disapproval emanating from those in his immediate vicinity. Despite his earnest endeavors to promote peace, the skepticism and pushback from those around him served as a constant reminder of the challenges he faced in upholding his peaceful ideals.
Aerom issued a stern warning to the birds, expressing his frustration with their actions and emphasizing that they had left him with no choice but to take a firm stance against their behavior. Aerom formed a droplet by cupping his hands together delicately, his focus intense as he channeled his energy into the creation. As the droplet gradually took shape, a sense of anticipation filled the air, signaling the impending display of his elemental prowess. With a flick of his wrist, the droplet was set free, soaring upwards with grace, its glistening form mesmerizing against the backdrop of the expansive sky.
The essence of his attack, a manifestation of his skill and precision, lingered in the atmosphere, a palpable force that continued to swell and evolve. It rose above in a swirling motion, akin to a living entity seeking out its targets with unwavering determination. Its reach expanded, stretching further and further until it seemed to touch the very edges of the heavens.
Then, in a mesmerizing display of control and power, the essence descended in a gentle cascade, each droplet a miniature weapon honed to perfection. The rain-like assault was flawless, each droplet finding its mark with astonishing accuracy, piercing through the ranks of his adversaries like a symphony of destruction orchestrated by a master composer. This intricate process, the seamless fusion of skill and elemental forces, was a testament to Aerom's unparalleled mastery over the forces of nature, a spectacle that left all who witnessed it in awe.
Fishman Karate: Control Skill, Rainfall: The user creates a droplet though uses both palms as the droplet then evaporates above, though the attack hasn’t evaporated but is sent above as it swirls spreading. It then dawns down like rain drops piercing the enemy/target(s)
Requirement: 51 Str and Mastery - DPR: Combined B - (Multi-Attack)
The invaders, as predicted, decided to attack when they were ordered to leave the island. Bird 1 knew they weren’t be able to survive. The bird stitched its wings wide to protect the other. The rain poured on them and the Bnird 1 died while Bird 2 was rendered unconscious, ready to be captured.
After one brave bird met a tragic fate and another avian companion succumbed to unconsciousness, aerom swiftly established contact with the crew through the advanced communication system known as Den Den Mushi (DDM). The urgent message conveyed the critical need for the ship's navigation towards the distressed bird. Displaying remarkable coordination and expertise, the team adeptly sprang into action, skillfully capturing and meticulously securing the ailing bird. With gentle care and precision, they efficiently transferred the precious cargo onto the waiting vessel, ensuring its immediate safety and comfort. Once the injured bird was safely nestled on the deck, the crew promptly steered the ship away from the haunting island. This meticulously executed sequence of events not only underscores the crew's seamless and compassionate response to the injured bird's plight but also highlights their unwavering dedication to swiftly addressing challenges while upholding the welfare of all beings encountered on their journey.
THE END
I WANTED TO TAME IT BUT YOU WANT TO END IT , SO I THINK THIS END IS OK
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