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9/3/2019 11:00:35 PM
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For our queen, brothers and sisters of stolen flesh. Make war!
*The imposter smiled broadly as he watched the forces collide*
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I thought I trained you better then this. *I draw Excalibur.* We could have one last duel... *I put the sword away, crack my neck and knuckles, then raise my fist in a fighting stance with one fist out and raised at the elbow, and the palm of my left hand next to it, with my right foot in front of the left.* But you just make me mad, so you don’t get the mercy of a sword...
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*I turn sideways, grabbing your wrist with my right arm like the hand of a praying mantis, so your sword goes right by me. I do the same with my left hand, grabbing at your forearms, the let go with the right and turn my hips to the left, bringing my right fist into a powerful punch.*
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*The fist hits it directly in the face, leaving a sort of dent reminiscent of clay on its visage. While our arms are locked, it pulls in with both limbs while simultaneously bringing its right knee up to bear on your stomach*
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*As you pull in i don’t resist and go forward, grabbing at your neck with the right hand, and simply grabbing the knee with the left. Then I attempt to lift you off the ground using the holds on the opposite side of your body.*
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[spoiler]I don’t have super long arms. You wouldn’t have room to bring your sword down onto my head from above me, especially since it was previously extended. Hack at my chest maybe, but no head most likely.[/spoiler] *I reel my head back to avoid it, getting cut on the neck as I do. The step with one leg and throw you as far as I can to get the sword away.*
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由ImaDrizzit編輯： 9/4/2019 2:12:05 AMWell I was in a gentleman mood, but I threw my hat st lee and my two best friends turned out to be evil. So... *While talking, without hesitation o advance, kicking your phone body in the gut with force enough to here the pillar start to crack. I then step back several feet.* Pick up your blade. Let’s go.
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*The creature's body cracks as it moves to get back in posture after the blow.* "There's a reason why you're the master and he's the apprentice. But I'm not Ring, and you're by no means my Master!" *Instead of the sword, the Thing forms two guns (so uncivilized) out of bone and flesh and then aims them at you*
