League Of Sidekicks 2: ((Ending Soon/Closed))
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Curtis had expected an attack, but nothing with that high of an energy level. He smashed the first lance aside, but the second lance stabbed into his lower left side. He glanced down, blood seeping from the wound. He sighed, yanking out the lance and crushing it to a fine powder.
"A very fine attack... and my brother never said to leave you alive after the message." Curtis said smiling, armor sealing the wound back up again, the wound wasn't healed, but the bleeding had stopped for now. Very slowly underneath the armor, his skin began to grow over the wound, but that wouldn't finish for another few minutes.
Curtis jumped up, wings bursting from his back and flying him up right into the sun's direct ray on Oliver. He dove down again, his ruse hopefully fooling Oliver so that he could get an attack in.
Think a slower version of Greed from FMA's power. That is basically what Curtis has, but his armor is more menacing and dragon-like.
<color=darkred> Randall walked briskly toward the park, ignoring the large crowd of people observing the scene around the bank unfold. From the back of his shirt, he pulled out his mask and slipped it on, figuring they'd be too busy watching the fight happen to notice a single man.
He arrived at the meeting location, to find a short, pig-like man sweating it up in the shade. Seeing the mask, the fat man ran over to Randall, panting as he went. "You- You're late! I was waiting for MINUTES! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?!"
<color=darkred> Randall pulled out an old pocket watch, and stated nonchalantly, "4:30. Exactly. You being early is not my problem. Now, what do you need, fatass?"
"You-YOU-BAH!" The large man managed to stutter. He regained enough to hand Randall a card. "Make the man at this residence gone. Forever. Kaput. I never wanna see his face again. Put a little of his blood on the card, too. Gotta make sure yer doin what I'm askin'. Do that and you'll get your payment."
<color=darkred> "Yes. That is what "assassination" entails. Thank you for reminding me," the masked man replied, taking the card and heading off.
He arrived at the meeting location, to find a short, pig-like man sweating it up in the shade. Seeing the mask, the fat man ran over to Randall, panting as he went. "You- You're late! I was waiting for MINUTES! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?!"
<color=darkred> Randall pulled out an old pocket watch, and stated nonchalantly, "4:30. Exactly. You being early is not my problem. Now, what do you need, fatass?"
"You-YOU-BAH!" The large man managed to stutter. He regained enough to hand Randall a card. "Make the man at this residence gone. Forever. Kaput. I never wanna see his face again. Put a little of his blood on the card, too. Gotta make sure yer doin what I'm askin'. Do that and you'll get your payment."
<color=darkred> "Yes. That is what "assassination" entails. Thank you for reminding me," the masked man replied, taking the card and heading off.
"Tinted visor." Was all Oliver said before taking to the skies, golden energy surrounding him in an aura. A pair of angelic looking wings were formed by the energy, and flapped once as Oliver reached breakneck speed. He conjured a longsword in his good hand and swung it from the side just as Curtis came within range.
Curtis cursed inwardly, meeting Oliver's blade with his own greatsword. This was the strongest known substance in the universe, and nothing seemed able to break it. He lunged with his other clawed hand at Oliver's face.
As Curtis' greatsword met with Oliver's own blade, the golden sword shattered from the impact. The resulting shock sent both combatants reeling, and giving Oliver enough space to narrowly avoid being clawed again. Oliver retreated a bit, and conjured a new weapon. A small glove of the energy surrounded his hand, before a long blade about the size of a sword extended from his upper wrist. He moved forward again, stabbing at Curtis' neck in the hope that it was a weak point.
Fjeld and Pwnman, I'm assuming you got in the car, tell me if its differant.
"Well guys, I know exactley the kind of man we could take down." Stanley was driving his car into a poorer district." Have either of you guys ever been rollerskating?" Stanley had an insidiuous gleam in his eye, about to reveal to them their prey for a future battle.
"No" Tef murmurs as he stares out of the car window. "But It seems fun enough"
Tef smiles and fires a flat rock disk into a mans chest at roughly the speed of a bullet.
Tef smiles and fires a flat rock disk into a mans chest at roughly the speed of a bullet.
Curtis met the blade with the flat side of his own blade. Holding his own blade steadily, he lashed out with his spiked tail, aiming for Oliver's face. The rest of his body, all but his face, was covered in the armor again, the armor that had been impenetrable until recently.
"You are better than I thought, but you won't last a second if I use my full power." Curtis said mockingly.
"Well, you ever heard of roller derby? Let's just say what we're going to do is make that look like church." The car sped forward, approaching an extremely large warehouse the size of a city block."Let's hope you're a fast learner."
"Oh I am" Tef says with a grin as he hums a song. "What are we going to be doing, exactly?" He asks.
Tef grins as he shapes the obsidian rod in his pocket into a thin cylinder and stows it away.
Tef grins as he shapes the obsidian rod in his pocket into a thin cylinder and stows it away.
"Well, I'm guessing you've never seen those crappy Step It Up movies. You know how it makes it seem like their is a massive dancing underground, well there sort of is." He steps out of the car and goes into the trunk," Except this is where the underground seetles there battles, whether via Dance Battles, Walkoffs, or what we're going to do, Angel Duel." He pulls out a set of white rollerblades, they have tubes coming out of them and look much more mechanical then they should. They have a pair of decorative wings on them." Death combat on flying, magic powered rollerskates."
This is probably the dumbest thing ever.
"What the hell" Tef says "Am I expected to compete in one of these stupid competitions?"
Tef scoffs and grips the sand in his pocket.
Tef scoffs and grips the sand in his pocket.
Marcus walked around town with his thing of serum " If they think I'm actually going to waste this they got another thing coming " He said laughing. " Hmm I gotta keep up the disguise that I'm good. If my plan's gonna work I'll need more serum later on. Guess I'll go help one of those heroes " He flies into the sky looking for any super powered people. He sees that stanley guy with Tef and starts flying down towards them
"This is serious buisness. These are angel wings, they are powered by the pure spirit." He puts them on and he hovers a few inches above the ground, he leans forward a rockets forward so he's an inch from Tef's face." We are locked in a bulletproof sphere, and fight to the death against our opponents, this is how you become powerful in this heiarchy. I'm planning to duel the most powerful crimelord in the city, his name is Razor. I need a three man team to challenge him. This is a duel to the death, you get one weapon in this battle, choose wisely." He dashed back and threw a pair at Tef." basically, we are going to be fighting enemies at 25-40mph on a pair of jetskis, of course if you want to you could do a dance off," Stanley jokes at Tef.
"Delightful!" Tef says. "In that case I would like a tree limb with leaves."
Tef snaps off a tree limb and it morphs in his hand so the leaves stay close to it and the wood shows the rings on the outside.
Tef snaps off a tree limb and it morphs in his hand so the leaves stay close to it and the wood shows the rings on the outside.