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« on: Today at 09:12:27 AM »
Reggie's attack hadn't entirely succeeded, but he continued to press his attack. He knew retaliation was coming, and it was coming hard, but he wasn't gonna retreat. It would only put him at a disadvantage due to his weapon's length. Instead, the boy went low.
Reggie figured the boy was going for a stab when he changed his grasp on the weapon. He had little time to react, so he went for what he thought was reasonable - he ducked low, letting the blade graze his back, while going for a hard stab at his foe's gut, wielding the dagger with both hands. He put a lot more force into this attack than he had with his previous ones, meanwhile activating his semblance so that his opponent's weapon would likely be pushed upwards by a flow of air. Not enough to disarm him, but at least it was something.
(Stab is 10%)
« on: April 23, 2017, 09:37:11 AM »
By this point, Silica had gone back to reading her magazine and not really giving that big of a shit about the fight. Talk about a tough crowd.
Reggie grinned a bit at his kick connecting, but knew he was in trouble as soon as his opponent dodged the slash. The moment was over. The boy moved his dagger to block the attack, but his weapon and hand were both thrown back, the former being flung away and landing on the floor with a a 'clink'. Lord Cocksnort had not expected that hammer to be so quick, though it seemed like the boy had used dust for it. Can't be much of that left, if any.
And so, Reggie kept his attack up despite the pain and lack of weapon. He roared out a battlecry only he could ever understand and went for a a straight jab at his foe's jaw with his fist, mostly as a distraction, while his dagger moved in to stab him from the side.
(Jab is 4%, stab is 8%)
« on: April 22, 2017, 11:37:50 AM »
Reginald's opponent seemed to be a bit thrown off by all the attacks, and scrambling to get back up on his feet. This little cumblot was not gonna be chivalrous about it, and attacked again right away.
"Take this!" He yelled out as he went for a kick at his foe and an upwards slash, closing any distance between the two, since he knew his opponent had the range advantage here.
(Kick is 4%, slash is 6%)
« on: April 22, 2017, 02:48:55 AM »
Reggie had pulled back after his strike, and as the two seemed to tumble at him, he hopped back to avoid getting smooshed. The walking dickcicle wasted no time in attacking again, seeing his plan come to fruition quite nicely. He went for a a stab-and-slash combo, actually keeping one dagger back to at least have a chance at deflecting any oncoming attack.
The winds surrounding him had settled by now, though his accidental use of his semblance had left him a bit winded. Yeah, I said winded.
(Stab at 8%, slash at 5%)
« on: April 21, 2017, 09:40:49 AM »
Despite Reggie's best efforts, Akel had regained her main weapon. Crap. This put the pisswank at a greater disadvantage once more. He had, by now, taken note of the other fight currently happening next to theirs. This scythe bitch was a bit rough - agile, large but swift weapon, seemingly pissed the hell off - and he needed an out.
His other foes, meanwhile... The hammer guy was tough, yes. Likely his next biggest threat. And yet, he seemed to be a ranged combatant with a somewhat slow melee weapon. Reggie thought he could take them.
These thoughts were cut short as Reggie was jabbed and electrocuted in the chest. Reggie screamed out and allowed himself to be flung back by the attack, panting. His head darted up, the gusts of wind picking up. He snarled, and... Ran towards the other fight.
Right now he was hoping to cut in on this fight, and making Akel fight Calen while he took Catalina. That was the plan, at least. He charged the two head-on, dealing a slash to both of them and then pulling back to be prepared to block.
Both slashes at 5%.
« on: April 21, 2017, 07:14:38 AM »
"What kind of bloody idiot designed this weapon!?" Reggie shouted moments before getting kicked in the face and several bullets struck his side from another opponent's volley, making him wince in pain. One of his hands, however, remained on the weapon, while the other pulled back to grab his own dagger. He grabbed it, the little cat turd of a human being believing he could get some stabs in on the girl's leg, but instead he got his face kicked in again. And now that really did it.
Just as the second strike landed, his face twisted in actual anger now, as gust of wind began flowing around him. Akel would likely feel this.
Reginald's grip on the scythe was lower than Akel's now, and if the girl would pull with both her arms it'd easily slip out. As it were, he lunged forward, kicking off the end of the scythe, forcing it down both with his own weight and the winds surrounding him. He went for a quick succession of slashes with the one dagger he had in his hand. The attacks were simple, yes, but he was hoping that forcing down the weapon would throw his opponent off-balance, hopefully towards him and his attack.
(3 slashes, all 3 at 5%)
« on: April 20, 2017, 08:02:57 AM »
Silica did not think Reggie could win against all three people. She didn't think he'd win against anyone in this room, and she didn't want him to. So, when the snotty cuntsmear of a human being started hopping from one leg to the other after getting shot at, she just broke out laughing.
Fuck! These daggers are worthless in this situation! If I could just get my gun... Reggie thought, but he realized his gun was too far away. Once his little hop dance was over, however, he had a brilliant idea.
He quickly sheathed both his daggers, grabbing the scythe which was still standing in front of him. Right now, it seemed like hammer guy and speedster over here were both preoccupied, which meant that on top of having the edge, he could fight this other bitch with irony! Brilliant planning right there, Reggie!
...Except for when he lifted the scythe, he quickly stumbled back and let the blade fall to the floor again. Jesus Christ, who weighted this thing?
He took a breath, however, and charged at the scythe chick with her own scythe, going for a wide, 360 swing which threw himself off balance because he's kind of not very smart.
Swing: 10% aura damage
« on: April 20, 2017, 06:00:22 AM »
Sir Fuckshit's teeth instinctively clenched as he put his arms in front of his face to block the incoming projectiles, three of them striking him directly. Dam it! Guess that confirms her as the biggest threat here. Luckily this bitch just alienated everyone else with that move. Reggie smirked behind his block, opening it up for another strike.
Meanwhile Silica's eyes turned an orange tint. "What the shit?! Keep your damn fight under control or I'll kick your ass!" The woman shouted at the long-haired scythe user.
Reggie, meanwhile, used this as his chance. The hammer user was trying to attack from below, clearly, and the chick's scythe was below her. And so, Reggie did all he could figure he could do at this point. He pounced at said weapon.
He wasn't aiming to attack the girl, no - his daggers were aimed to form a cross shape over her scythe's blade, locking it in place. He knew this left him vulnerable, but if the hammer guy's attack connects and she loses her weapon...
« on: April 19, 2017, 09:34:29 AM »
Moved up a year and slightly modified appearance and combat style. New stuff in semblance.
« on: April 19, 2017, 09:04:45 AM »
"McPrick!? How dare you!" He called out before readying himself to either dodge or get hit upon his opponent's charge. However, his other foe doing his attack gave him a chance. One shot, one opportunity.
He instinctively grabbed for his rifle... Which wasn't there, but he was already charging. Oh sweet mother of fuck, he'll have to attack with his daggers.
The dickweasel lunged towards Akel just as Cat used his semblance. He was going for two very simple stabs, which left him quite open, but should so some work with the fact that both his own speed and Akel's were involved.
(Two stabby-stabs, both at 8% aura damage)
« on: April 18, 2017, 10:42:47 AM »
Reginald might have been worried, but not worried enough not to be a snarky bitch. "Hah! Like you would scare me. I've wiped the floor with filth like you numerous times!" He spits out, before looking towards his other opponents, specifically the one offering a hand.
"I'll be shaking your hand after your defeat," he says like the turdsmeckle he is. He weighs his daggers in his hands. He internally curses himself for not having brought any dust along with him. That'd probably be a bit of a help.
Now, while he had just acted tough towards his female opponent, he was really most worried about her scythe. The other two opponents had smaller weapons, at least somewhat, and the sledgehammer, while heavy, seemed like it at least wouldn't be that fast. He could dodge that, he thought. The scythe... Fuck, how was he gonna counter that?
Reggie, trying not to look as frightened as he was, readied his blades. He wasn't going to strike first. Pussy.
« on: April 18, 2017, 09:26:31 AM »
"Y'know what? That's not too bad of an idea. A 1v1v1...v1 sounds fantastic. Feel free to concentrate your efforts on that pompous shitstain if you wish, though." Silica commented, setting her magazine aside and leaning back in her seat, ready to observe the fight.
"Hey, I never agreed to this, you know!" The little dicksneeze complained.
"Yeah, tough shit, you're doing it. Take a stance or whatever." Silica said, watching as another girl entered the room. More people here to observe as Reggie gets his ass handed to him on a plate is always welcome.
Reggie scoffed at that, and threw off his cape. Had he not spent a minute fumbling with it earlier, it might have seemed somewhat dramatic. The boy also took his rifle off and stored it aside, producing his two daggers. He can totally hold his own with them. Of course he could, he was Reginald Royale! These peasants were nothing compared to him!
« on: April 18, 2017, 08:38:39 AM »
Moving this boi up a year.
« on: April 17, 2017, 01:13:29 PM »
Training Room, Beacon, 7 AM.
Reginald stands in the entrance to the room, yawning. His hair is a slight mess this morning, and there are bags under the walking penis's eyes. For months now he's had to not be a total dick to every person he's met. It's been somewhat draining and he still slips up plenty of times. Today, Silica's said he'll finally learn some kind of lesson. A lesson in humility.
Just as the asshole was prepared to turn around and leave, seeing that his assistant wasn't present, a heeled kick-shove from behind made him stumble forward and fall face-first onto the floor.
"Gah! How dare you-" He begun, trying to get back up on his feet while tripping over his cape in his current groggy state.
"Shut up and listen up, you fuckin' pansy. Today you're gonna learn how to be less of a little bitch. To do this, you're gonna fight. And not with your stupid ass gun. It's either gonna be with your daggers or with your fists. You'll probably get your ass handed to you either way, so buckle the fuck up." As Silica said all this, she moved into the room, taking a seat on a nearby bench, crossing one leg over the other.
Reggie finally made it up on his two legs, blinking slowly. "...What?"
"You'll be challenging whoever comes through that door next to a fight, whether you want to our not. And lose the damn cape already. With that, the woman produced a magazine, seemingly no longer paying the slightest bit of attention to her 'master'. Meanwhile the disowned brat simply stared at the entrance, swallowing the saliva which had started to collect at the back of his throat. This was not going to be fun, was it?
« on: April 15, 2017, 12:57:29 PM »
Janna followed the team along with a somewhat bemused expression on her face. If that was actually the name of the team, she couldn't say she was all that ecstatic about it. However, she looked around at the others and a smirk snuck up on her lips.
"Well, at the very least, as far as team composition goes I think we're pretty damn well off." She commented.