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Post by starafter89 on Mar 25, 2013 12:33:19 GMT -5
Name: Shujaa Familiar's Name: Apparatus Desired Familiar: A large white tiger that is normal male-sized. He's got strange green eyes. He has overwhelming power and very sharp claws and teeth. Long in length and very muscular much like Shujaa. Yet despite this large and buff appearance, he is a softie. Much more responsible and adult-ly than Shujaa and definitely more loving. He isn't afraid to show his opinion CLEARLY.
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Post by Herzog on Mar 27, 2013 20:59:29 GMT -5
"Easily done, sir." Confessed the ancient Herzog. With a quick turn, surprising for the old minotaur, he snapped his fingers and the illusion of Apparatus appeared in the center of the arena, prowling around, growling hither at the marble archways. Herzog grasped the clasp of the gate after unlocking it with a click. "When yur ready, I'll open da gate. You must best yur opponent physically. Good luck ta ye, and try not ta get too injured.
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Post by starafter89 on May 11, 2013 19:54:38 GMT -5
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S h u j a a ; My tobiano frame hovered over the dusty ground for a split second, still deciding whether to still go through with this suicidal idea of mine. How idiotic am I? I couldn’t even think about how to beat this wild animal of myself, let alone a larger, stronger, more capable animal! I was crazy, parading here and about, trying to get myself a companion. Ugh. Even the old goat guy was making fun of me now. What was I going to do? The old chum had said I had to best this dreaded thing physically. Oh joy, I was SO in shape for that. Hah. I was going to make an absolute FOOL of myself. I can’t even begin to fathom how I’m going to even come out of this alive, let alone win. Oh! What a good idea! I should just trick him to thinking I’m everywhere, caving his mind in when I then attack. If he’s anything like I imagine him, he’ll give in easily. He’s weak when it comes to his counterpart. I would be, if I actually knew him. He couldn’t read minds, right? Oh, that would be bad. He would know all my plans. The goat guy probably knows all my plans. I shook my head to clear all of the unclear thoughts and strutted in a quick, nervous, frantic walk into the arena. My head was held high, and my striking long legs hit the sandy turf with a small ‘thump’ ‘thump’ ‘thump.’ I sighed, and narrowed my brown eyes at the tiger long and hard. I circled around him, sizing him up. Although, I’m sure he was sizing me up too. But it’s not like I was much of a threat to him or anything. His white fur glistening in the little light there was in this godforsaken battle arena. The sand was starting to annoy me. It was tough on my large joints to prod around too much in this filth. I thought about teleporting around, but then that would give away my talents, and I don’t think that would be good plan just yet. A sneak attack would be a better plan. I was a slower mover, and teleporting could really go my way, if I didn’t let him know I could do it. For now, I would just use my mental attack until he tried to make his move on me. For now, I would keep pacing and then I will attack. Suddenly, small twittering and bird calls surrounded him, almost as if his normal prey were in the arena, calling out for him to come and kill them. I sure hoped he fell for it, because right now I didn’t have any other battle strategies. I just kept pacing in a quick canter around the arena. I could keep this up for a while, but there wasn’t telling how long. My large joints and muscles got creaky after a while of running, or my bones started to hurt. Ugh, I wish I was one of those thin, wiry stags right about now. I don’t know how well brute strength is going to get me against something much, much larger and stronger than me. Maybe I could outwit him. Yes, that’s a splendid idea. I pranced around him, waiting for his hopingly barbaric nature-reacting actions. ----- 1/5 Attacks 0/2 Dodges
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Post by Herzog on May 15, 2013 10:34:32 GMT -5
The tiger looked around eagerly the sudden flurry of birds catching him off guard. He panted a moment, growling at the strange noises, searching for the colorful birds. There were none. Frustrated and confused, he paced in a tight circle, before catching the illusionist's body cantering around. With a fierce roar, he lunged, claws extended, and chased the stud.
Good luck, Shujaa!
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Post by starafter89 on May 15, 2013 19:19:30 GMT -5
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S h u j a a ; My fierce cocoa eyes glared determinedly ahead. I glanced out of the corner of my left eye every once and a while, to stalk the magnificent tiger looming in the center of my circle. My circles should be dizzying him by now, and my continuous bird calls were starting to distract him, it was obvious by the searching look in his bright eyes. This was one intelligent feline, and I would probably have to do more distract him. But this was working quite well! His confused look lasted for merely seconds before he sprang back into action. He knew it was me. Oh crap, I’d better run for my life! I broke into a nervous gallop, my usually white feathers caking up muck and dirt. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him chasing me, his claws unsheathed, ready to attack me. I swallowed a bit nervously, but then pushed away my fear, he wouldn’t hurt me, and Apparatus was part of me, after all. But I sure as heck could hurt him; I had to show him who is boss! Gracefully gliding across the circular arena, I carefully judged the distance between us. Slowing my gait a little bit, waiting for him to catch up to me a bit more, I flung my back hooves out at hard as I could. I hoped to land a devastating blow to the face or the windpipe, because that would shut this tiger up real fast.
I gave a dazzling smile, and stopped in mid-run, hoping to slam into him mid-run, and I spun on my hind legs, rearing up menacingly and I came crashing down, hopefully upon the large tiger, aiming mainly for his face or frontal area again. While doing so, I conjured up some more prey sounds, which surrounded us throughout the arena. Folly bird sounds no more, real aural things were about to be conjured. I mustered up a large bout of my energy and concentrated. Real, breathing, colorful birds popped out of nowhere. They were from me! A little prideful now, a smug, smirk lit up upon his handsome features, confident now in his abilities. Eagerly, I awaited the tiger’s reaction. ----- 4/5 attacks [3 used in this post.] 0/2 dodges
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Post by Herzog on May 22, 2013 16:57:53 GMT -5
The tiger launched at the stallion, however just to quickly. Two, powerful hooves shot back at the tiger, and cought him in the head. Instantly he recoiled, shaking his head furiously and growling. As he regained himself, the stallion was atop him, hooves stabbing down at him. This time, the tiger was able to avoid, though was clipped in the hinds. Sweeping his large paws around, the white tiger attempted to retaliate. Despite the colorful birds flashing out of no where, they were no concern at this point. The stallion, however, was.
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