@Leslie Hall Alright, I gave a few hints about one of Díno's abilities. As Piper reasons stuff out I'll have Díno use them to a more complex degree, and he'll use some other ones later on. If they end up getting to vague, you can always ask George for some hints. ;D
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"You would compare Díno to a mere lion in the Savannah? How foolish." Díno said, throwing his blazer to the side, yet again. "Allow me to help you understand! <<SEE this! FEEL this!>>"
Díno raised his hand and an icicle formed mid-air, enveloping the spear from tip to the base. When the sharp tip of the icicle formed, the spear slowed to a stop, and shot out backwards. 6 daggers of ice formed in the air around Díno and launched forward in a similar fashion, inert until they were fully formed.
"Oh, I get it." George said, snapping his fingers. Díno hadn't been waiting for someone specific, he'd been waiting for anyone to come. He purposely put on a show against the hapless guy from before to show the difference between him and anyone else. Seeing such a dominant display, there were only a few types of people who would follow the challenge. Somebody strong, someone calculating. Someone with a sense of justice, with some clout to back it up. Anyone of those were high potential threats to Díno, they had the highest likelihood of getting in his way in the future.
His opponent was probably trying to get a read on his weaknesses and what he could do, as well as trying to beat him to finally put a dent in his unbeatable record, and Díno was doing more or less same thing.
"Are languid metaphors and single-minded attacks all you have? Pathetic!" Díno taunted. "If you would call me a lion, then at least show me the cunning of a tiger!"
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Díno raised his hand and an icicle formed mid-air, enveloping the spear from tip to the base. When the sharp tip of the icicle formed, the spear slowed to a stop, and shot out backwards. 6 daggers of ice formed in the air around Díno and launched forward in a similar fashion, inert until they were fully formed.
"Oh, I get it." George said, snapping his fingers. Díno hadn't been waiting for someone specific, he'd been waiting for anyone to come. He purposely put on a show against the hapless guy from before to show the difference between him and anyone else. Seeing such a dominant display, there were only a few types of people who would follow the challenge. Somebody strong, someone calculating. Someone with a sense of justice, with some clout to back it up. Anyone of those were high potential threats to Díno, they had the highest likelihood of getting in his way in the future.
His opponent was probably trying to get a read on his weaknesses and what he could do, as well as trying to beat him to finally put a dent in his unbeatable record, and Díno was doing more or less same thing.
"Are languid metaphors and single-minded attacks all you have? Pathetic!" Díno taunted. "If you would call me a lion, then at least show me the cunning of a tiger!"
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Alright, I posted the fight! :D
If anyone's wondering who I'm referring to, it's pretty much nobody. Also if you wanna argue that all that stuff couldn't have happened in such a short time-frame its a Dio reference, but it's still probably not poking as much fun as I'd like it to.
If anyone's wondering who I'm referring to, it's pretty much nobody. Also if you wanna argue that all that stuff couldn't have happened in such a short time-frame its a Dio reference, but it's still probably not poking as much fun as I'd like it to.
George rubbed the back of his head as he walked, still sore from his earlier fall. A bruise was forming and he didn't have any ice in his inventory. Contrary to popular belief, higher vitality than normal didn't stop a bruise from forming. You needed extremely high vitality to completely stop bruising from that kind of stuff, mostly because blunt force trauma is extremely hard to defend against. In the olden days, you could be holding a shield and have full plate armour, but still you try and block a strong enough mace swing and boom. Arm's broke and you die of infection, although Vitality did help a lot with that kind of stuff. Still, George didn't have high enough Vitality for that just yet.
He could get some ice from first aid, after he went to class. No way he was going to miss history.
From the corner of his eye, he spotted a commotion in the courtyard. There was a large group surrounding two people having a ranked battle. Just before third period started, no less. There was only one person he knew who was bold enough to pull something like that.
"Far be it below the great Díno to sweep all the trash away myself, but when garbage falls down at your feet you should at least be thankful that I have the decency to show you your place!" Díno said, letting his blazer slip off of his shoulders.
There were a lot of students watching. Many of them were Díno's 'friends', and the rest were probably the people who wanted to bring him down, random students wondering what they were doing when third period was about to start, and people who knew Díno's track record and just came to watch before they headed to class.
His opponent said nothing. He had a look in his eyes that said he was determined to not let what Díno said get to him. He was going to bring Díno's ego down to earth, show them all that Díno was all bark and no bite. George felt almost sorry for the guy.
He pulled up his Enlil Interface and set a timer for 30 seconds. When he looked up, the battle had already started. A blizzard was swirling around Díno, and the challenger dashed in close. Looked like he was a Warrior, some kind of brawler type with fist weapons. Normally a mage type would have trouble in this kind of match-up. Brawlers were halfway between Rogues and Warriors, they could dash in fast, and they could take just as much damage as they dealt. Most mages would launch a barrage of spells at the Brawler, and they would eat a few hits but they would be in range and they'd be hitting something soft and squishy.
But Díno? Díno was no ordinary Mage. His opponent looked like he thought he knew what he was doing, and maybe he did, but the growing consensus amongst people who had fought Díno was that the ones who really knew what they were doing were the ones who didn't try to fight Díno.
Díno dodged the first strike, then the second, and the third.
"Tsk, tsk, is that all?" Díno said, clicking his tongue. 5 seconds into the fight and it wasn't looking too good.
The challenger let out a war cry and let loose with a flurry of punches. Díno didn't even have to expend the same amount of effort this time. He simply sidestepped it and planted his fist right into his challenger's face. He staggered backwards but Díno put up a wall of ice behind the poor sod. Díno delivered another punch, which the challenger blocked, but then he kicked him in the side. 12 seconds since the fight had begun.
"How foolish…" Díno said, sighing with disappointment. "You're the one who challenged the great Díno, at least make it worth my time!"
The poor student tried to get up, but he only noticed now that he'd gotten slowed. Díno's blizzard was doing constant Frost damage the whole time, but it had the added effect of stacking a slow onto the enemy. That was another indication that the challenger hadn't done enough research. There were only two abilities anyone had ever seen Díno use, which were the blizzard, and Díno's ice forming which he hadn't even used in the match yet.
With each passing second the student got more and more desperate. Díno had dodged each of his strikes without even sweating before, but now he didn't even have to try. Finally, when he was encased up to his neck in ice and his fists had slowed to a crawl, he surrendered.
"I-I give up…" He said.
The blizzard disappeared and the ice shattered. 30 seconds, on the dot. Díno was victorious again.
"Hmph, you didn't even have the good grace to take up as much time as I expected you to? Pathetic." He said, picking up his blazer and draping it over his shoulder. "Now, are there any real challengers for the mighty Díno?!"
That last statement seemed to be more of an insult for his last challenger, but if George knew Díno he'd declared such a thing because there was someone he was keeping his eye on. Somebody who would accept the challenge. Who that was and whether they actually stood a chance, well, that was yet to be seen.
He could get some ice from first aid, after he went to class. No way he was going to miss history.
From the corner of his eye, he spotted a commotion in the courtyard. There was a large group surrounding two people having a ranked battle. Just before third period started, no less. There was only one person he knew who was bold enough to pull something like that.
"Far be it below the great Díno to sweep all the trash away myself, but when garbage falls down at your feet you should at least be thankful that I have the decency to show you your place!" Díno said, letting his blazer slip off of his shoulders.
There were a lot of students watching. Many of them were Díno's 'friends', and the rest were probably the people who wanted to bring him down, random students wondering what they were doing when third period was about to start, and people who knew Díno's track record and just came to watch before they headed to class.
His opponent said nothing. He had a look in his eyes that said he was determined to not let what Díno said get to him. He was going to bring Díno's ego down to earth, show them all that Díno was all bark and no bite. George felt almost sorry for the guy.
He pulled up his Enlil Interface and set a timer for 30 seconds. When he looked up, the battle had already started. A blizzard was swirling around Díno, and the challenger dashed in close. Looked like he was a Warrior, some kind of brawler type with fist weapons. Normally a mage type would have trouble in this kind of match-up. Brawlers were halfway between Rogues and Warriors, they could dash in fast, and they could take just as much damage as they dealt. Most mages would launch a barrage of spells at the Brawler, and they would eat a few hits but they would be in range and they'd be hitting something soft and squishy.
But Díno? Díno was no ordinary Mage. His opponent looked like he thought he knew what he was doing, and maybe he did, but the growing consensus amongst people who had fought Díno was that the ones who really knew what they were doing were the ones who didn't try to fight Díno.
Díno dodged the first strike, then the second, and the third.
"Tsk, tsk, is that all?" Díno said, clicking his tongue. 5 seconds into the fight and it wasn't looking too good.
The challenger let out a war cry and let loose with a flurry of punches. Díno didn't even have to expend the same amount of effort this time. He simply sidestepped it and planted his fist right into his challenger's face. He staggered backwards but Díno put up a wall of ice behind the poor sod. Díno delivered another punch, which the challenger blocked, but then he kicked him in the side. 12 seconds since the fight had begun.
"How foolish…" Díno said, sighing with disappointment. "You're the one who challenged the great Díno, at least make it worth my time!"
The poor student tried to get up, but he only noticed now that he'd gotten slowed. Díno's blizzard was doing constant Frost damage the whole time, but it had the added effect of stacking a slow onto the enemy. That was another indication that the challenger hadn't done enough research. There were only two abilities anyone had ever seen Díno use, which were the blizzard, and Díno's ice forming which he hadn't even used in the match yet.
With each passing second the student got more and more desperate. Díno had dodged each of his strikes without even sweating before, but now he didn't even have to try. Finally, when he was encased up to his neck in ice and his fists had slowed to a crawl, he surrendered.
"I-I give up…" He said.
The blizzard disappeared and the ice shattered. 30 seconds, on the dot. Díno was victorious again.
"Hmph, you didn't even have the good grace to take up as much time as I expected you to? Pathetic." He said, picking up his blazer and draping it over his shoulder. "Now, are there any real challengers for the mighty Díno?!"
That last statement seemed to be more of an insult for his last challenger, but if George knew Díno he'd declared such a thing because there was someone he was keeping his eye on. Somebody who would accept the challenge. Who that was and whether they actually stood a chance, well, that was yet to be seen.
@Migyudon Hmmmm, why don't I see if I can't get a good old hallway brawl started? I'm gonna have to run a couple things by Redward though, so it may take a bit or time, or it might not. We'll have to see I guess.
EDIT: Although, I'm gonna have to think of a way to not get everyone in detention again. Hmmm... this might take a while.
EDIT 2: Okay, maybe not a brawl, but probably a fight then. It'll be good if anyone wants to try out some combat against Díno, probably.
EDIT: Although, I'm gonna have to think of a way to not get everyone in detention again. Hmmm... this might take a while.
EDIT 2: Okay, maybe not a brawl, but probably a fight then. It'll be good if anyone wants to try out some combat against Díno, probably.
@KoL I think you should at least establish your character in class or some place else to begin with, then later on if you don't like any IC events on offer try asking @Redward or maybe talking with Redward to see if you can't make your own plot thread for others to jump into as well.
To me as well, having only detention or the club available is pretty slim pickings, but if there isn't anything to do we cnlan always make something because it's an RP and not everything is set in stone.
To me as well, having only detention or the club available is pretty slim pickings, but if there isn't anything to do we cnlan always make something because it's an RP and not everything is set in stone.
@snake153 Well, if you want to then you can skip class and chill in the clubroom. You can also just visit briefly and then head off to class since third period hasn't started yet.
Alto stood up high, which he seemed to do a lot. Well, you always wanted the high ground after all, but one day he was going to be climbing to the top of a building only to find somebody else was already there, and then he'd have to find another roof. Down below was presumeably the two women's real target; Dragon Heart, and some other famous faces. Would've been weird just to antagonize Magus, after all so that made sense. He didn't know what they were just standing around and talking for though.
He couldn't hear them from up there, obviously, and reading lips was a lot harder than it sounded.
Still, he recognized the type of people they were up against. Someone organized, and judging by the amount of talking going on maybe it was some "holier than thou" religious organization. It wouldn't be the first time one had appeared though, there were always people trying to fight against the High.
Still, there wasn't much he could do but watch and wait. Out of their allies only Dragon Heart could handle his fire without needing silver, and there was an enemy 'immune' to him somehow, although luckily she'd only used the Vice Claw briefly and she seemed to lose it afterwards.
But at the first sign of trouble, there'd be fire coming down.
He couldn't hear them from up there, obviously, and reading lips was a lot harder than it sounded.
Still, he recognized the type of people they were up against. Someone organized, and judging by the amount of talking going on maybe it was some "holier than thou" religious organization. It wouldn't be the first time one had appeared though, there were always people trying to fight against the High.
Still, there wasn't much he could do but watch and wait. Out of their allies only Dragon Heart could handle his fire without needing silver, and there was an enemy 'immune' to him somehow, although luckily she'd only used the Vice Claw briefly and she seemed to lose it afterwards.
But at the first sign of trouble, there'd be fire coming down.
Oh, uhhhhh, I probably should've posted a while ago but I'm gonna be honest, I forgot about it. :/ I'll probably get something down today. Probably.
"Sign me the hell up for that," George said. "As long as it's not next period I'll be good."
Next period was History class, one of his favorites which you wouldn't figure just by looking at him. He was found something fascinating in about pretty much every part of learning about history; learning about people, learning about dates relative to current times, olden day technology and culture, all that cool stuff.
Wait, I'm a fucking nerd... holy shit.
That was a fresh realization. He'd always thought he was too bad at studying to be a nerd, but there was always time to become one when you were this young, it looked like. Apparently Díno wasn't a nerd because he was also athletic, and he also didn't seem to display a preference for a certain subject. The sticking point was probably the latter, actually, but Díno studied an awful lot more than he did.
A night mission sounded fun as hell. He could light some torches and blow stuff up, except that was probably going to damage the school so he probably couldn't blow stuff up. Still, the third floor was kind of big. He was assuming a few more people would be coming along by night-time, and the more people there were the safer it was probably going to be. Still, there could always be too many people but Aito seemed to be good at discretion so it would probably be fine in the end.
"You can keep the towel if you want to," George said to Vatalla, walking over to the door.
Vatalla reminded him a bunch of Díno sometimes. Mostly it was like they were both holding a grudge most of the time, except Díno did it more of the time, or all of the time, actually. It felt like Díno had a grudge against the whole world, which probably wasn't too far off. Vatalla didn't seem to have a grudge that big.
"Also I'm going to go pick up that crate after school," He said, poking his head back into the door to shoot a final message to Aito. "Don't let somebody pick it up and take it to storage again, took me forever to find it after last time."
A few seconds after he walked out the door, a faint "Fuck!" could be heard, followed by the sound of George slipping on Vatalla's water trail from the hallway. The next person to enter the club room would probably see a slightly disheveled George getting up to his feet and walking away.
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Next period was History class, one of his favorites which you wouldn't figure just by looking at him. He was found something fascinating in about pretty much every part of learning about history; learning about people, learning about dates relative to current times, olden day technology and culture, all that cool stuff.
Wait, I'm a fucking nerd... holy shit.
That was a fresh realization. He'd always thought he was too bad at studying to be a nerd, but there was always time to become one when you were this young, it looked like. Apparently Díno wasn't a nerd because he was also athletic, and he also didn't seem to display a preference for a certain subject. The sticking point was probably the latter, actually, but Díno studied an awful lot more than he did.
A night mission sounded fun as hell. He could light some torches and blow stuff up, except that was probably going to damage the school so he probably couldn't blow stuff up. Still, the third floor was kind of big. He was assuming a few more people would be coming along by night-time, and the more people there were the safer it was probably going to be. Still, there could always be too many people but Aito seemed to be good at discretion so it would probably be fine in the end.
"You can keep the towel if you want to," George said to Vatalla, walking over to the door.
Vatalla reminded him a bunch of Díno sometimes. Mostly it was like they were both holding a grudge most of the time, except Díno did it more of the time, or all of the time, actually. It felt like Díno had a grudge against the whole world, which probably wasn't too far off. Vatalla didn't seem to have a grudge that big.
"Also I'm going to go pick up that crate after school," He said, poking his head back into the door to shoot a final message to Aito. "Don't let somebody pick it up and take it to storage again, took me forever to find it after last time."
A few seconds after he walked out the door, a faint "Fuck!" could be heard, followed by the sound of George slipping on Vatalla's water trail from the hallway. The next person to enter the club room would probably see a slightly disheveled George getting up to his feet and walking away.
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