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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:13:37 GMT -5
-The artist deftly leapt over the beast, helping up Noven afterwards.
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Post by graybeardhalt on Feb 9, 2011 1:14:37 GMT -5
-Halt had already begun gathering up energy. At the last possible second he punched the beast sending it flying into the distance, crashing into the trees.
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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:17:38 GMT -5
-The mighty beast of the bayou was furious, but you don't get to be emperor of the everglades without being a little crafty. The creature dove back into the water, deep enough it was effectively invisible beneath the colloidal wash.
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Post by thatfallout3guy on Feb 9, 2011 1:20:51 GMT -5
-"Everybody get back to back! That way we can see it if it comes!" They all proceeded to get back to back, waiting nervously.
-"Noven take this." He said handing him a Stimpack, "Now we just wait." He said clutching his knife and gun tightly.
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Post by Noven on Feb 9, 2011 1:24:17 GMT -5
-Noven hurriedly injected himself with the stimpack, quickly repairing some damage in his leg. The pain dulled and dissipated some while Noven found himself to move more efficiently, yet awkwardly, again. He reached for a surprise the monster would enjoy in his pack.
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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:30:08 GMT -5
-Suddenly the monster croc leapt from the water in a tight spiral, only to crash back into it, releasing a massive wave of putrid water that slammed against the party, flattening them to the floor and knocking everything from there hands out and away from them. Luckily, nothing important was lost in the drink.
-Taking advantage of this, the beast leapt back onto the platform and stomped methodically towards the traveller.
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Post by thatfallout3guy on Feb 9, 2011 1:33:00 GMT -5
-'SHIT' Fallout thought to himself, he quickly scanned his surroundings, and noticed his trusty Trench Knife, as the monster lunged towards him he quickly dodged and grabbed the knife, knowing he only had one chance he quickly entered VATS and tossed his knife at the remaining eye.
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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:35:47 GMT -5
-The beast howled in pain as it remaining eye lay limply by a nerve from its socket. Outraged and bleeding, it began trashing about, swinging its tail, snapping its jaws, and slamming its head about in every blind direction!
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Post by graybeardhalt on Feb 9, 2011 1:39:46 GMT -5
-Leaping back Halt knew that there was only one way to end this creature as they were now. He started to focus his thoughts and become one with that animal instinct that was constantly at the back of his mind. He tuned into the thoughts and he felt his body start to change. He grew claws, fangs, and fur sprouted all around his body. Within seconds he had become a full on nundu. With his animal instinct taking over he ripped, slashed, and bit the crocodile without break. Within moments the beast was lying on the ground, covered in blood and cuts.
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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:40:38 GMT -5
-Titan, the hellish Dalean Crocodile, lay still.
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Post by Noven on Feb 9, 2011 1:46:46 GMT -5
-Noven sighed in relief, and was wondering how the hell they'd survive if this was to be happening on a regular basis. But, one thing this battle had given him, was the resolve to improve himself. This dinky little knife of his would no longer be enough. Humans weren't the only enemies any longer. Besides this, he may have to give in to fallout's urges. Noven's body itself may no longer be able to withstand these challenges.
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Post by freemartialartist on Feb 9, 2011 1:54:04 GMT -5
-As soon as the sigh had left Noven's lips the beast sprang into action. Its mighty tale made a legendary swing that clipped Noven in the back of the legs, flipping him to the ground. The beast leapt forward, planning to crush the rookie with its dying breath, when it met the flying foot of a screaming Free Martial Artist! Vaulting the beast backward with a triple wheel roundhouse, the man landed with a mighty KIAH!! The bewildered and blind beast roared at him and threw his tail one final time, as *message reduced* effortlessly hopped it. The tail crashed into the jaws of a mouth more adept at slamming shut than opening. The appendage was ripped off with a final caterwaul of agony. The beast slowly rolled into the water, never to emerge again.
-The Free Martial Artist brushed the dust from his gi. He wasn't even wet.
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Post by graybeardhalt on Feb 9, 2011 2:04:02 GMT -5
-All of the whirling motion and the smell of blood punctuating the air, Halt couldn't control himself anymore. The nundu had fully taken over. He lost all forethought and relied on the basic hunting instincts, seeing fresh prey, weakened after a long and hard battle. One had already been severely injured and seemed unable to move. The nundu took it's time stalking over to the limp body, carefully savoring every scent of the freshly spilled blood. Almost licking it's lips, the nundu placed it's paw carefully on the creatures neck and started to extend it's claws....
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Post by thatfallout3guy on Feb 9, 2011 16:26:33 GMT -5
-Acting quickly knowing his friends life was in danger Fallout reached in his pack, and pulled out the first thing he could, a stimpack!
-He threw it as hard as he could right at the foot that was on Noven.
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Post by graybeardhalt on Feb 9, 2011 16:29:37 GMT -5
-Just as he was about to sink it's claws into the thin flesh of his prey, some idiot had decided to throw a weird looking syringe at it's foot. Glancing off it's skin, it did no damage, but it was enough to catch the nundu's attention. It roared and started running toward the one who had thrown the object.
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