Cannon fodder (fantasy superpower rp) (closed, started)

[nuba km]

as the farmer turned around to get back to his worker he turned to the man covered in plate armour 'and that's how to go around killing trolls' the farmer then walked back to his house muttering something

The man covered in plate armour then turned to the group and said 'that was my job to kill that troll, you just made me loose money and I expect you guys to make up for that' the man said while raising his fists.

 

[maninahat]

"That was my job to kill that troll, you just made me loose money and I expect you guys to make up for that."

Bom would have raised an eyebrow, but for lack of eyebrows.

"There is no need for that, sir. Here, have some troll fat." Bom offered the man a cloth parcel of the stuff.

 

[nuba km]

'I don't need troll fat, I need money, and if you guys don't give it to me their is going to be a problem' the man continued keeping his fists raised.

 

[maninahat]

Bom turned to the others. "He wants us to pay him for the job he didn't do."

Bom could feel the conversation slipping from him.

"Listen, sir, we are, uh, on a very important mission. So if you could just step aside, there shoulden, uh, there should be no problem. Yes?"

 

[nuba km]

The man punched Mr.Bom in the face, the man was obviously a strong feller as the punch carried some force behind it.

 

[Pappytech]

'I don't need troll fat, I need money, and if you guys don't give it to me their is going to be a problem'

"Oh, is there now?"

Shrugging his cloak off his shoulders, James allowed the reigns to drop from his grasp. Cracking his knuckles, the thug walked forward, critically eyeing the armored man before him. "You just said that you didn't have enough coin to buy a sword, and I don't see any other weapons on you. You've got about 40 kilos of metal weighing you down, a pair of fists, and a bad attitude to help you.

"In case your counting skills are a little lacking, there are six of us, almost all armed with swords, bows, explosives, various blunt objects, and sheer, brute strength. How well do you think your plate's gonna hold up to one of the clown's bombs, huh?"

James halted just in front of his challenger, not even bothering to raise his fists as he continued to speak. "Tell you what, I'm a reasonable guy. Strip, and leave us whatever pathetic amount of coin you do have, and I'll let you leave with your bones still intact. Sound good?"

"Listen, sir, we are, uh, on a very important mission. So if you could just step aside, there shoulden, uh, there should be no problem. Yes?"

It seemed that the man wasn't in the mood to listen to reason, considering the punch he had thrown towards Mr. Bom's face.

"Hey, now that's not very nice." James hand flashed out, wrapping around his foe's wrist. "Last chance."

 

[maninahat]

Bom recoiled from the strike. It caught him off guard and made him stagger. He felt something wet on his coat - he looked down and realised the punch had made him spill troll fat all down his outfit.

Dumbstruck. Bom blinked for a moment, and then he let out a howl of rage. His eyes rolled back into his head, like a shark about to bite. His muscles bulged within his ragged outfit, and his body seemed to coil up.

Within seconds of being struck, Bom was swinging out at the armoured man with both fists, all reason and gentlemanly pursuits gone form his mind. He was determined to get that pitiful little man, and no one was going to stand in his way. If he could, he would sink his teeth into that fools face, and crush the life out of him.

 

[Pappytech]

James noted the enraged Yama charging towards him. "You know what, change of plans. I'd advise that you just curl up and surrender; you'll get hurt less that way."

Having said his bit, the vagabond slid to the side, leaving Mr. Bom a clear path to the target of his rage.

 

[Floris2123]

William heard the first blow and turned around. He sighed loudly as he began to make his way back to the armored man. Don't any of those brutes know anything about diplomacy? Then Bom exploded and attacked him and James just stood bye.

William began to run as fast as he could and he screamed at Bom. "I ORDER YOU TO STOP RIGHT NOW!" he then looked at James. "James help me restrain him!" William knew that on his own he would never be able to restrain him. But with James help they might pull it off. William grabbed on of Bom's arms as he was preparing to hit again. He quickly trapped it inside an hold he had learned. He felt however that he wouldn't be able to hold the lock for long. He was almost exhausted and Bom was far stronger then him. "JAMES WHERE IS THAT BACK UP?!"

 

[nuba km]

The man grabbed James arm before he could slide away 'that clown ain't gone throw a bomb while I got one of his friends' The man then didn't hold back letting out a 200 joules punch against James's chest.

 

[Pappytech]

It was all James could do to remain standing as the man's fist slammed into his gut. Retching, the vagabond doubled over as he gasped for air; the only thing that kept him from tumbling to the ground was the man's grip on his arm. This guy was more than just durable, he was strong.

A smile began to slowly creep across James' face, as he forced his body to straighten back up. "Guess I won't be needing to hold back, eh?"

"JAMES WHERE IS THAT BACK UP?!"

"The 'back-up' is getting ready to crack someone's head!" Winding his free arm back as far as it could go, James slammed his clenched fist into his foe's armpit, reflexively negating the resisting force the armor would have inflicted on his fingers.

At the same time, he shifted his legs, sliding one just behind the armored man's feet. All it would take was one more decent blow, and he oughta be able to trip this guy.

 

[maninahat]

Spoiler: OOC

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[Floris2123]

William saw that the man punched James in the chest even though he was trying to help him. This annoyed him greatly, he let go off Bom, William slided into the mans blind spot. Swords are out of the question. But my shield isn't! William grabbed his steel shield and hit the man from behind with it against his head. He hit the man on the back of his head with the side of the shield with an full power surprise blow.

 

[nuba km]

as james's punch hit the man, he threw himself to the left, james's leg swiped under the man's mid air legs 'watch were you fall' the man said as he dropped to the ground like a rock. he was still holding on to james's arm, this caused james to fall face forward into Williams shield.

 

[drmigit2]

Fromanzio had already been informed not to blow people on his side up. He sighed, "On normal occasions this man would be entirely wrong, but I already blew up a troll, I want to stab something."

Fromanzio grabbed his knives, analyzing each of them with extreme interest before picking one. A sharp hooked knife that looked like it was used to drain blood out of corpses. It gleamed in the light as Fromanzio raised it in the air and without any restraint, yelled at the top of his lungs. "If this man is to underestimate us, especially Fromanzio, then he shall understand the full terror the market brings with it!" He began laughing maniacally as he waited for James to subdue the man long enough to get a good clean stab in the neck.

 

[Pappytech]

CLANG

There were few sensations more discombobulating then taking a shield to the face. James' ears rang like bells and his vision blurred as he bounced off of William's shield, tumbling to the ground in a tangled heap of limbs.

As his eyes slowly began to refocus, James was treated to a sight no sane man should ever see: Fromanzio waving his knife in the air, mouth spread in an ungodly cackle and with a demonic gleam in his eye.

"Well," the disoriented thug muttered as he tried to shake the cobwebs from his head, "fuck me."

With few other options, James began to bounce his free fist off his foe's armor. There was barely any strength behind the blows; they did little more than bounce off the metal with a slight ping.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias sighed at the exchange, popped the lid to her bottle with energy, placed her hand on the ground. the red mist vanished for a moment before forming a serrated spike that shot up from the ground, aimed so that James would be in no danger, how ever if the man didn't let go off him he'd lose his arm

 

[maninahat]

Now released by William, nothing was impeding Bom. He charged at the man, windmilling his arms like a beserker. He reached the figure, immediately after he sent James flying into the path of William's shield.

 

[nuba km]

The man quickly got back up while letting go of james's arm, he then runed to face Bom, he was in the middle of attempting to deliver a 300 joule kick into Bom's chest, when the red mist spike shot up form the ground, hitting the mas leg, the tip of the spike broke as the man lost balance and fell backwards.

 

[Pappytech]

With his arm now freed, James took a few seconds to steady himself. Shakily, he rose to his feet, bracing his arms against his knees as he stood. "I'm... I'm okay. Jus - just give me a second..."