Fucking in the Bushes [P]
Jun 29, 2009 8:54:36 GMT -7
Post by swift on Jun 29, 2009 8:54:36 GMT -7
TP needed – 20
Jutsu Rank – C
Type – Active/Open
Jutsu Rank – C
Type – Active/Open
Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Brawler's true capabilities is within his fists and legs. The Brawler is capable of hitting as if his fists were gauntlets themselves. They say a Brawler's punch is like being smacked by a bull and that is where these power attacks come to play. Those who get hit by a Brawler's Iron Fist feel a knock back effect depending on the user's class.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of performing this attack so many times per day depending on how many times the user knows this technique as well as the Class level of the user.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of performing this technique a total of five times per day as well as any other technique that is in conjunction of the Iron Fist. Every time this technique is learned the user is capable of performing this technique as well other techniques into conjunction one more time. This means that if a user learns this technique twice they are capable of performing this technique a total of six times. Depending on how well and how strong the user is by Class, the user is capable of performing the technique with devastating power. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones.
• D Class - Five Meters Knock back
• C Class - Fifteen Meters Knock back
• B Class - Twenty Five Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
• A Class - Forty Meters Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
• S Class - Sixty Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break
Limit: Must be a Brawler
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Brawler's true capabilities is within his fists and legs. The Brawler is capable of hitting as if his fists were gauntlets themselves. They say a Brawler's punch is like being smacked by a bull and that is where these power attacks come to play. Those who get hit by a Brawler's Iron Fist feel a knock back effect depending on the user's class.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of performing this attack so many times per day depending on how many times the user knows this technique as well as the Class level of the user.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of performing this technique a total of five times per day as well as any other technique that is in conjunction of the Iron Fist. Every time this technique is learned the user is capable of performing this technique as well other techniques into conjunction one more time. This means that if a user learns this technique twice they are capable of performing this technique a total of six times. Depending on how well and how strong the user is by Class, the user is capable of performing the technique with devastating power. The higher the class is the more devastating the attack will be creating a more sufficient way of breaking one's bones.
• D Class - Five Meters Knock back
• C Class - Fifteen Meters Knock back
• B Class - Twenty Five Meters Knock back - 10% Chance Bones may Break
• A Class - Forty Meters Knock back - 30% Chance Bones may Break
• S Class - Sixty Meters Knock back - 50% Chance Bones may Break
Limit: Must be a Brawler
He was the next competitor, his name called several times over the shoddy PA system installed throughout the training facility. His opponent, labeled ‘the champ’ by a small following within the underground fighting community, was considerably taller than himself, a white skinned brute whose lone muscles often seemed to dwarf Swift’s entire frame. One of his eyes consisted of a ghastly white, with no pupil or presence of color that would attribute the monster some form of humanity. The other was much smaller than its brother, this one focused only on one thing – the stranger donning the sleeveless white gi and red headband, standing no more than a few feet away. Dosed up freak! Gotta make sure I hit this one hard…
His size was certainly imposing, especially when the freak decided to step up to Swift until their chests were firmly touching. A grin and a monstrous cackle followed as he grabbed Swift by his gi and proceeded to shake him several times, intimidation laced all over his actions. The crowd cheered on their ‘champ’, talk of a swift victory already passing through the many talking heads in the form of jumbled murmurs. Swift had said nothing this entire time, his mind’s eye simply and focused on the one blow he’d soon deliver – soon to be, the ender of all unnecessary conflict. Given the proximity, the strike would come in the form of his hands, the Iron Fist technique adding the extra ‘oomph!’ behind the strike needed to take such human phenomenom down.
“Hm – Swift isn’t worried…” The words trickled out from the fighter’s mouth as if they were breath itself, though the hulking beast that clutched onto his gi so tightly would miss the only premonition available for his demise. Having spent a lot of time hardening his body and learning to use that strength effectively, he had finally unlocked the secrets behind the Testu Tekken. Though application was hard to come by as of late, his recent dispatch from the city would now allow him to once more walk the path of the traveling warrior. This current bout seemed like the most unlikely of situations for training, but real time application was far too valuable to look past. As such, he would commence the preparations for his iron fist strike, to be carried out as his essence was – swiftly.
The man had shook him for the fourth time now. As his head recoiled back, he would suddenly attain motion, his forehead leading the way towards a nose crushing headbutt. The move itself was far from dirty given the circumstances, and while the beast staggered back, eyes watered and nose bloodied, his right hand prepared a deadly cross. Knees would succumb to the pressures of a shaken upper half, and as the opponent fell to his right one, Swift’s gloved hand rocketed towards his chin. Contact was inevitable, and upon completion, his body was sure to fly. The voice of a roaring lion confirmed what all feared. “Bone crushin’! YEAH!!!”
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