Wokistan
Bioluminescent African American Working At The CIA
VS Battles
Administrator
Calculation Group
Human Resources
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Martial Arts:
She also fights Contender well enough that he decides to go hunt for an easier target, a cape who's kinda like Ward Kharn in that they null powers and more, is stronger than her, uses an axe, and is experienced in combat himself.
High 8-C: The main part of this. Firstly, she fights and impales Lung who's powered up enough to be preforming High 8-C feats during that fight.
Then she fights Lord of Loss, who gets endbringer sized (eventually even bigger, with his lance being a hundred feet long) and collapses a bunch of buildings on his own during their fight.
So yeah. She doesn't usually use the full force of her strength, but it might still be for the best to separate herself from worm and ward into different keys, if people would scale to her in worm that would make no sense.
The mercenary knew some martial arts, and tried them on me. A grip at my arm, pulling me forward, a twist of his body- I inverted, flipping up, so my hands were down and my feet were up. His leverage was nil, and with my hands gripping his hands, I could come down hard, the flat of my forearm against the flat of his, driving down. Bone broke as I forced arm to ground, and nose broke as face followed. | ||
High 8-C: The main part of this. Firstly, she fights and impales Lung who's powered up enough to be preforming High 8-C feats during that fight.
I have eight hands that aren't Victoria Dallon's. I caught another fallen weapon, trusted the Wretch to catch yet another. While Lung's hand was occupied with the lance I'd used, I attacked him with two more weapons, aiming to impale him. His wings flapped, and he was working on freeing himself from the spikes that nailed him to the ground. The Wretch drove him back down, bringing two more points down to his position. He reached out, breaking one- manipulating flame with the other, to drive me closer to him. I went up, back, and down to the ground again, feet sticking into sucking mud. Tristan's mass of spikes was an arsenal. The Wretch's invisible hands gripped stone, gripped the spikes that Goddess had driven into the heart of this structure. (…) I moved my arm, flinging it forward, bidding the Wretch to do the same. It threw three. Two were thrown in a way that would have hurt him if they hit points forward, and one was on course to hit Lung. | ||
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He shifted position, which prompted me to look back. Past the ground floor of the house, past kitchen, living room, and back stairwell, I could see the rear door, and I could see his bodily mass planted down there. Whatever form he wore, it was extended enough that he could cover two exits at once, and his oversized head was mobile, free to move where he needed it. Big enough to wrap around a house No effect. He didn't topple. Clawed digits of a hand larger than I was closed in around me. I spun, relying on the spinning force combined with the reach of the Wretch to ensure I had enough of a gap to get out. His hand is bigger than Victoria It was taking two of us just to keep an Endbringer-sized breaker from getting fully put together and building up his momentum. Our team wasn't getting away because forward progress was a slog, hampered by Nursery's power and the soldiers that had to be dealt with one by one. Large I flew to intercept, while it was still largely immobile. He didn't try to dodge, and he didn't fight me. With the Wretch active, I punched in, and I broke through the exterior. Victoria can break through his stuff, though generally he is very durable As I closed him, I saw his head turn, noting me. He veered to one side, crashing through the skeleton of a building that was only beams and girders dusted with snow and covered in sheets of ice. As pieces toppled, I was forced to back off. Crashes through the support structure of a building like it's nothing Lord of Loss was diving. He skimmed damaged buildings on his way down, and the ones touched by Nursery's power broke apart. More holes in the ground, more meat rising up. That But he was drawing nearer and nearer to the ground now. He wasn't going to crush anyone in the group, slamming into them with a bird form the size of a large truck. He was going to destroy the landscape and let Nursery's things out. Able to destroy the surrounding landscape He might have read my mind, because he proved why I couldn't just leave him to his own devices- he reached out with a hand, as if to point. Again, the lance emerged from within, stabbing out, rotating as it emerged this time. A hundred feet long, and the tapering point closest to me was still thick enough I could have wrapped my arms around it, if I didn't have the Wretch to do it for me. Hundred foot long lange He emerged like a cannon shot. Nursery-modified building skeletons crumbled as Lord of Loss scampered forward, almost running on the walls. A wolf drawn out in a spindly, sleek way, a face like a spear-head, feet like spear-points. Bands were gathering out and unfolding, bulking him up as he ran. Rip building skeletons I could hear Lord of Loss making his approach. The building next to us shuddered, steel girders disintegrating and bending beneath Lord of Loss's mass. LoL crushes a building "If they get those homes-" I started. Lord of Loss reached the edge of the building, metal screeching as it crumpled beneath him. He looked down at me. "-they'll be living somewhere under the thumb of a guy who would throw away their loved ones without a second thought." LoL crushes a building Again, the hook struck him. This time it was across the face. The impact changed his orientation and gave me the opportunity to strike out, kicking. I remembered the lessons I'd had learning to fight while airborne, and applied them. Rotation was key, and my rotation was helped by the fact that the hook's weight was pulling me one way. Wretch active, heavy blow delivered. Victoria can fight him I broke through his shoulder, slammed the hook in with all the downward momentum for some added punch, then flew back, relying on the hook to catch him and pull him off balance. |
