"Bark?"
Michael laughed as he swiftly maneuvered himself out of the way from the attack. Using both hands he thrust the staff outwards, causing the blade to strike against its metallic shaft with a clang and a couple of sparks. The recoil from such a blow had hopefully unbalanced the demititan for a few crucial seconds, but even if it didn't Michael quickly shifted the staff to have the crocodilian head shifted sideways towards Charlie's head. Then, with one speedy, sharp swing, Michael aimed for the same spot on his foe's head where he had stricken him in the beginning.
"The correct term for me is 'roar', and I think that you'll find my 3700 pound per square inch bite is much worse than it!"
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"Hmph!"
Michael smirked as he easily sidestepped Charlie's initial punch. Still close to him, Michael used his staff free arm to elbow the demititan in the back of the head before quickly sliding backwards, staff now in front of him.
"So Ronald McDonald, do you want to fight as warriors," he asked as he flashed his weapon, "Or as street brawlers?"
Aside from his combat training in the Nomes, Sobek had granted Michael prime expertise in a ton of different styles of fighting, meaning he could handle himself with or without a weapon. Also a boon from the crocodile god was an increase in physical strength and abilities, something that would help him match the demititan's strength.
Michael smirked as he easily sidestepped Charlie's initial punch. Still close to him, Michael used his staff free arm to elbow the demititan in the back of the head before quickly sliding backwards, staff now in front of him.
"So Ronald McDonald, do you want to fight as warriors," he asked as he flashed his weapon, "Or as street brawlers?"
Aside from his combat training in the Nomes, Sobek had granted Michael prime expertise in a ton of different styles of fighting, meaning he could handle himself with or without a weapon. Also a boon from the crocodile god was an increase in physical strength and abilities, something that would help him match the demititan's strength.
I have no idea xD. I think it was 10, somewhere around there....
You mean just "N-Dah" :p. I'm pretty sure the Kwai part is a mispaste, since Kwai is the name of one of the bad guys. And yeah, it should be in my edited CS....
Michael raised and hit his staff against the ground while simultaneously uttering the Egyptian magic word for "Protect". A dark green barrier was created in front of the fighting demigods, blocking the brunt of the wave from reaching him and them. It was a powerful force to be sure though, but right now the most it did was simply cause Michael and maybe the two demigods to lose their balance for a few seconds. In the midst of Charlie's charge, Michael lifted the bottom of his staff and thrust it straight into his solar plex to stop him in his tracks and send him backwards.
"Did I bloody stutter when I said no one was interfering with this fight?!"
Michael assumed a battle ready stance with his crocodilian staff as its ruby eyes began to glow brightly.
"You claim to want all this fighting to stop, but none of use here are that stupid to not realize you're just as eager to jump into a fight sith someone! You want to prove your damn strength and 'leadership'?! Ha! Very well then, I'll be your challenger!"
Now was a good chance for Michael to display his own prowess in battle.
"Did I bloody stutter when I said no one was interfering with this fight?!"
Michael assumed a battle ready stance with his crocodilian staff as its ruby eyes began to glow brightly.
"You claim to want all this fighting to stop, but none of use here are that stupid to not realize you're just as eager to jump into a fight sith someone! You want to prove your damn strength and 'leadership'?! Ha! Very well then, I'll be your challenger!"
Now was a good chance for Michael to display his own prowess in battle.
Michael grunted as he planted his staff before those wanting the fight to stop, barring them from Alexandra amd Adrian. This fight was continuing whether they liked it or not.
"Sometimes combat is the best way to settle things. Let those two quarrel, it might let that son of Ares blow off some steam so that he can actually cooperate alongside us without making muscleheaded remarks."
Being the host of Sobek, Michael understood such things. Soon enough it would be his turn to fight against Adrian, but not now. Right now that jock needed to learn he that those with magic could easily handle themselves without it, and that was a lesson Michael would later reinforce if need be.
"Sometimes combat is the best way to settle things. Let those two quarrel, it might let that son of Ares blow off some steam so that he can actually cooperate alongside us without making muscleheaded remarks."
Being the host of Sobek, Michael understood such things. Soon enough it would be his turn to fight against Adrian, but not now. Right now that jock needed to learn he that those with magic could easily handle themselves without it, and that was a lesson Michael would later reinforce if need be.
I checked this RP out to see what it had to offer, but found some concerns that dissuade me from joining. First off, it's mentioned that half-blood werewolves (in other words, non-pure) don't exist in this world, yet one of Dragon Princess' characters is a non-pure werewolf with some obviously angelic origins due to her second appearance and powers. A discontinuity issue which is going to raise quite a bit of questions for others.
Then there's the powers. I mean, really? Is this a vampire and werewolf RP or a contest to see how "magical" you can get? Cosmic powers, life giving, and heavenly powers all reserved for one particular member (the GM). I get you're the GM and all, but it's really no excuse to have characters that can destroy everyone else with a flick of a finger. This is a werewolf and vampire RP, not a conglomeration of Marvel and DC Comics most powerful abilities. As such, shouldn't things be kept traditional? Speed vs Strength, silver vs holy water? Maybe some magical abilities, but nothing as broken as I'm seeing here....
Then there's the powers. I mean, really? Is this a vampire and werewolf RP or a contest to see how "magical" you can get? Cosmic powers, life giving, and heavenly powers all reserved for one particular member (the GM). I get you're the GM and all, but it's really no excuse to have characters that can destroy everyone else with a flick of a finger. This is a werewolf and vampire RP, not a conglomeration of Marvel and DC Comics most powerful abilities. As such, shouldn't things be kept traditional? Speed vs Strength, silver vs holy water? Maybe some magical abilities, but nothing as broken as I'm seeing here....
Michael stepped back to move away from the fight. As much as he and Sobek enjoyed a good fight, Michael thought that Adrian attacking Alexandra over a few challenging comments was quite... stupid considering this was a guy fighting a girl. Now, the two of them didn't think that girls were incapable of defending themselves, but this? Adrian was really just being stupid.
The two did nothing to intervene however. This was the two halfbloods' fight, and neither of them were yet worthy of Michael's support and protection. Crossing his arms, he observed how each of them would fight.
"I seriously hope you had nothing to do with this," Michael told Set and Andrew.
The two did nothing to intervene however. This was the two halfbloods' fight, and neither of them were yet worthy of Michael's support and protection. Crossing his arms, he observed how each of them would fight.
"I seriously hope you had nothing to do with this," Michael told Set and Andrew.
"Most likely. That hammer insignia is probably the symbol of that forge god, Hephaestus or something."
Michael then watched as Myra casually walked over to the black haired girl that had appeared out of nowhere when he was arguing with the other halfbloods. Did she not see there was trouble there? With that belligerent son of Ares and that troll of a god, Set, and his host Andrew.... Michael had a bad feeling about it all and followed her.
*I think Isis may have fried her brain or something....* commented Sobek as Michael caught up to Myra. The host of Sobek looked at Andrew, then Alexandra, then finally Adrian. He had a particular expression of warning towards the son of Ares, basically implying that if he tried anything against Myra or anyone else here things wouldn't turn out well for him. Other than that he said nothing.
Michael then watched as Myra casually walked over to the black haired girl that had appeared out of nowhere when he was arguing with the other halfbloods. Did she not see there was trouble there? With that belligerent son of Ares and that troll of a god, Set, and his host Andrew.... Michael had a bad feeling about it all and followed her.
*I think Isis may have fried her brain or something....* commented Sobek as Michael caught up to Myra. The host of Sobek looked at Andrew, then Alexandra, then finally Adrian. He had a particular expression of warning towards the son of Ares, basically implying that if he tried anything against Myra or anyone else here things wouldn't turn out well for him. Other than that he said nothing.
CallaLily180 said
"Can we talk about what your messing with? What is it?" Myra asked with a curious smile as she studied the object. Maybe they would need help from Thoth? It would be a good test of power...maybe.
"This?" Michael asked as he held up the object for Myra to see it more clearly. It was a strange metal orb that had a few edges jutting out, meaning that it wasn't technically an orb... it seemed to have a pattern of scales on it, and it looked like it would be able to roll outwards to turn into its actually form. There was a hammer insignia on it, and right under it was the letter "D". Maybe the person who made it?
"I personally don't even know what it is, I just found it in that box over there."
He signaled to an ornate box that had a few other things in it, but none that had really caught his interest when he noticed the contraption he was messing with.
"Also... fix your diadem, it's leaning to the side," Michael said dismissively as he pushed it back into its proper place on Myra's head.
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