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Post by Lautrec Carim on Oct 20, 2012 13:40:11 GMT -5
As he got closer his gauntlet slid open, he quickly used his right hand to grab two cards and shoved them in and then it slid shut activating.
TRICK VENT!
4 Copies of Ouja Survive appeared, 2 on either side.
SWORD VENT!
Each copy reached upward as a sword materialized in their hands, "Get her." the main Ouja said as the copies nodded then dashed toward her with their weapons ready.
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Oct 20, 2012 13:46:33 GMT -5
"What?" she shouted, looking at the copies around her. No, this wasn't good. Not at all.
She started to swing wildly, sending psychic projections off of the blade with each swing, attempting to keep them back.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Oct 20, 2012 17:50:35 GMT -5
One copy got knocked back while the others tried to block and hold their ground, one had his sword knocked out of his hand but the another copy behind him caught it and jumped onto his shoulders and jumped toward her with a sword in either hand. The original Ouja pulled on the whip getting it loose from her dagger and he wrapped it up into a loop and then he started walking toward the fight with his own sword.
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Oct 20, 2012 17:51:39 GMT -5
She had issues dealing with the two swords, so she jumped back to keep distance, towards the original unknowingly.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Oct 21, 2012 1:15:46 GMT -5
He swung his sword so the side would hit her and just hit her like a blunt weapon, "Having issues?" he asked while the others stopped and he stopped between them.
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Oct 21, 2012 9:12:41 GMT -5
She took the hit and rolled aside, throwing her hand forward to bring up dust.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Oct 21, 2012 11:42:41 GMT -5
The first Ouja that was knocked away limped over to take his sword back from one of the copies. The original stared at the dust cloud and chuckled as he pointed to two of them, "Go get her and drag her out by her cape." he said stabbing his sword into the ground and stood with his arms crossed as the copies approached the dust cloud.
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Oct 21, 2012 14:09:32 GMT -5
She thrust her hand straight down, sending a shockwave out of her psychic energy. More dust billowed out, but now with the assistance of an energy burst as well. She hoped this would help to give her space.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Nov 1, 2012 1:26:10 GMT -5
The copies were knocked back and even vanished, "For crying out loud. I have to do things myself?!" Lautrec growled grabbing the sword and ripped it from the ground and dashed toward the dust and begun to take swipes, "Come out out already!" he yelled looking around and thrusting forward again trying to hit anything.
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Nov 1, 2012 9:37:39 GMT -5
She took a hit to her left shoulder and shouted in pain, grabbing at the blade with her left hand in an attempt to keep a grip on it.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Nov 1, 2012 18:50:45 GMT -5
Ouja stopped and chuckled as he took a look in the direction of the sword and could vaguely see her, "There you are." he said finding this amusing, "Now...are you going to hand over your belt or..." he used his free hand to grasp his whip and lashed at her face with it, "...will I have to kill you?"
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Nov 1, 2012 18:51:53 GMT -5
She took the hit and went down, losing grip of his sword in the process.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Nov 1, 2012 19:17:28 GMT -5
Ouja quickly stabbed his sword downward through her cape to pin her in place and he stomped his foot onto her chest and leaned down looking at her, "Be a good girl and give me that belt of yours, it looks pretty fun." he said then raised his foot and stomped on her chest again, "You're obviously not doing it justice."
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Post by Marilen Yoshida on Nov 1, 2012 20:10:44 GMT -5
She drew up on all of the power she could, unleashing it all as a point at the center of Ohja's chest, attempting to drive him off.
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Post by Lautrec Carim on Nov 1, 2012 22:44:13 GMT -5
Ouja yelled as he was blasted off into the air and into a tree, the tree's branches and leaves fell onto the ground as a loud glass shattering sound could be heard. Ouja nowe in his default form fell out onto his back as his sword also shattered like glass. "Ouch...that smarts." he sighed sitting up and shaking his head, Venosnaker also had its Survive form's armor break.
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