Post by Striker on Feb 28, 2023 19:13:10 GMT -5
Striker was having her own bout of fun running around the blasts. Ducking under higher strings of attacks and hopping over some of the lows. All in all, the imprecision worked out to give Striker a sort of playground of sorts. Plenty of options to deal with the array of blasts coming at her general vicinity. Derry must have been impressed by the continued display, thinking on her offer and amusing amount of sass. It was the constant pull between two big egos and their need to feel vindicated.
"In your dreams!"
She'd continue to boisterously call out moments before the sudden switch-up. Finding her footing sure, yet her mind raced to keep up with her body. It gave Derry the right amount of time, even as sporadic as her movements were, to throw out something that sure enough spawned into her path rather than tried tracking her movements. Those sharp red eyes widen as she tried stopping her run with a sure stomp on both of her shoes. The cartoonish squeaky skid left a trail of burning fire and lightning from the short distance she tried stopping herself.
"AIE-"
She couldn't stop herself completely though, ending up barreling through the blast like she just went through a pink, fiery car wash. She'd end up on the opposite side of the explosion with some more burning hairs and a less amused look on her face. THEN she'd get to stop. The fauxbian panics to stomp out a fire on her shoe before straightening up and pinching the smaller fires on her hairs. "Cheeky. Well, it won't happen again!" She promised the human before suddenly dashing straight at him. Trying to go high this time with a simple uppercut from the position she stood underneath.
With the difference in height, it looked like it was straight out of a 2-D fighting game the distance she had to jump to land it.
"In your dreams!"
She'd continue to boisterously call out moments before the sudden switch-up. Finding her footing sure, yet her mind raced to keep up with her body. It gave Derry the right amount of time, even as sporadic as her movements were, to throw out something that sure enough spawned into her path rather than tried tracking her movements. Those sharp red eyes widen as she tried stopping her run with a sure stomp on both of her shoes. The cartoonish squeaky skid left a trail of burning fire and lightning from the short distance she tried stopping herself.
"AIE-"
She couldn't stop herself completely though, ending up barreling through the blast like she just went through a pink, fiery car wash. She'd end up on the opposite side of the explosion with some more burning hairs and a less amused look on her face. THEN she'd get to stop. The fauxbian panics to stomp out a fire on her shoe before straightening up and pinching the smaller fires on her hairs. "Cheeky. Well, it won't happen again!" She promised the human before suddenly dashing straight at him. Trying to go high this time with a simple uppercut from the position she stood underneath.
With the difference in height, it looked like it was straight out of a 2-D fighting game the distance she had to jump to land it.
Striker skids right on into some fireballs before attempting to blindside Derry!
PL: 1,300,000 (Super Striker x18, Restrained)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 3/6 (+1)
DAM: 98/290% (+0%)
CDN: N/A
ITEMS(2/5): POLE(1/1), ARMOR(1/1)
RESOURCES: EXTRATERRESTRIAL (0/2), RAW TALENT (1/2), TRUMP CARD (1/1), SPARKING (0/1)
PASSIVES: HARDY, OUT OF THIS WORLD
WC: 320
TWC: 5335
PL: 1,300,000 (Super Striker x18, Restrained)
KP: 6/6 (+2)
MP: 3/6 (+1)
DAM: 98/290% (+0%)
CDN: N/A
ITEMS(2/5): POLE(1/1), ARMOR(1/1)
RESOURCES: EXTRATERRESTRIAL (0/2), RAW TALENT (1/2), TRUMP CARD (1/1), SPARKING (0/1)
PASSIVES: HARDY, OUT OF THIS WORLD
WC: 320
TWC: 5335