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Post by Mister Steel on Jul 21, 2022 17:23:52 GMT -5
Normally, Donût, would have dodged an attack like the one Tomino was throwing his way. However, he was getting paid to beat up a scientist. Hell, he wouldn't have accepted any job that required the use of physical force to suppress legitimate research. That wasn't how the Unbreakable Mister Steel rolled.
Thus, rather than dodge or use a technique to mitigate the damage, Donût took the hit. Right against his solar plexus.
He wasn't quite sent flying, but he did leave the ground for a moment before sliding across the dirt for about ten feet. As he slid, he tried to use his power, and the solid force of the ground, to arrest his rearward motion. While doing so, he gasped and grunted, his body shaking as the sensitive bundle of nerves near his diaphragm spasmed, which made his muscles spasm, which made it feel as though the wind had been forced out of his lungs. And thus, as if it was reluctant to come back in.
He looked down at his clothes... his coat had a head-sized hole blasted into its chest. That same hole was also present in his underclothes, down to his bare skin. His thick chest hair was singed, and his pecs were slightly red... but he didn't have a hole in himself. All around him, grass had been burned away and dirt and rocks had been thrown up. Dust and debris were still settling onto the ground.
"Hff... G-Good hit... Really felt it. Yer machine is workin'...."
He took in a deep, gasping breath.
"So, should I shoot sumthin' heavier?"
Thus, rather than dodge or use a technique to mitigate the damage, Donût took the hit. Right against his solar plexus.
Steel tanks the 12,000 PL in damage, FOR SCIENCE!
12,000 PL/35,000 PL ≈ 34%
34/250He wasn't quite sent flying, but he did leave the ground for a moment before sliding across the dirt for about ten feet. As he slid, he tried to use his power, and the solid force of the ground, to arrest his rearward motion. While doing so, he gasped and grunted, his body shaking as the sensitive bundle of nerves near his diaphragm spasmed, which made his muscles spasm, which made it feel as though the wind had been forced out of his lungs. And thus, as if it was reluctant to come back in.
He looked down at his clothes... his coat had a head-sized hole blasted into its chest. That same hole was also present in his underclothes, down to his bare skin. His thick chest hair was singed, and his pecs were slightly red... but he didn't have a hole in himself. All around him, grass had been burned away and dirt and rocks had been thrown up. Dust and debris were still settling onto the ground.
"Hff... G-Good hit... Really felt it. Yer machine is workin'...."
He took in a deep, gasping breath.
"So, should I shoot sumthin' heavier?"
Steel uses no new techniques yet, this round. He's waiting for instructions.
+2 KP
1KP wasted
6/6 KP
+1 MP for posting, +1 MP for getting hit with more than 20% of his current PL in damage.
4/6 MP
WC: 267
Total WC: 2,733
