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Post by Oliver on Mar 14, 2007 6:11:41 GMT -5
Tristan closed his eyes this time and teleported as he felt himself being manipulated by the telekenetic energy. Appearing behind Travesty, he aimed a kick towards his back, mumbling now to form a small electric spell near his shoe so that once he'd touched Travesty the current would run through the man.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 14, 2007 6:20:41 GMT -5
(is Travesty's leg still on fire?)
The second Tristan left his sight, Travesty spun around, and jumped back.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 14, 2007 22:00:19 GMT -5
( Um.. >.>; The spell stopped but his pant legs probably still on fire unless somehow it got put out.. )
When Travesty jumped back, the moment he touched the groun dof the area he hadn't been standing on earlier, there was a loud bang followed by an explosian at his feet like a miniature bomb had gone off, powerful enough to cause some bad burn damages and blast him backwards hard.
Tristan stumbled slightly from kicking nothing, but regained his balance quickly.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 15, 2007 20:18:58 GMT -5
Travesty gasped in surprise as he was burned and blown off his feet. He got back up quickly, brushed off some of the flame, but was a little fazed. Then he glanced at Tristan, and using telekinesis, yanked him off his feet towards Travesty, who swung like Tristan's head was the grand slam.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 15, 2007 21:43:43 GMT -5
Once he felt his feet lift from the ground, Tristan teleported again though this time he reapered behind Travesty but not making the mistake of being close enough for an attack since before, Travesty had anticipated his move. The maul was beginning to get a bit annoying and Tristan decided to focus on destroying it, or at least rendering it useless for the time being.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 17, 2007 21:18:23 GMT -5
"Fucker." Travesty said under his breath, and swung around. When he saw he was too far away, he focused telekinetically, and applied it onto Tristan's shoulders, so that it was like an invisible weight crushing him into the ground.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 18, 2007 12:29:51 GMT -5
Tristan did his best to resist the force, pushing up with his own telekenesis though at the same time muttering. The fire spell was going to the maul's handle in an attempt to get Travesty to drop it.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 18, 2007 18:04:41 GMT -5
Travesty glanced down at the handle as it began to burn, and then glared Tristan. "Eat it!" He shouted and hurled the maul at Tristan's head, while at the same time, switching the direction of telekinesis from coming down to shoving him forward, trying to stop him from reacting.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 18, 2007 18:39:49 GMT -5
"Eat your words." Tristan said simply, his hand coming forward as if he could block it while he was pushed forward. The maul flew back the way it had come as Tristan fumbled forward.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 18, 2007 20:40:31 GMT -5
Travesty swung his arm like he was swatting the projectile away, and the maul flew to the left, although it didn't hit the ground. It started a boomer-rang loop and came at Tristan from behind while Travesty charged at him from the front.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 18, 2007 20:44:49 GMT -5
Tristan teleported quickly, appearing behind Travesty at a distance. He moved his palm up, pushing Travesty hard with telekenisis in an attempt to have him hit his won maul.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 18, 2007 21:27:27 GMT -5
(O.o eyes on the back of his head?)
Of course Travesty wasn't about to tk his own maul into himself. He eased off and pushed so that it landed lightly in his hands, and then spun around, expecting attack.
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Post by Oliver on Mar 28, 2007 17:42:18 GMT -5
( Nope. Lucky Guess. *gives Tristan a lucky rabbits foot* Tristan: T.T;; )
Tristan was indeed heading for an attack. A flaming ball was in his hand as he charged forward, soon tossing the ball straight for Travesty.
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Post by Carcinoma Angel on Mar 29, 2007 16:26:19 GMT -5
Travesty caught the ball telekinetically and threw it back at Tristan.
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Post by Oliver on Apr 4, 2007 18:47:23 GMT -5
Tristan did the same, hurling it back in its original direction as if it were a telekenetic game of hot potato with the flaming sphere. He was still charging as he did this, and aimed a blow to travesty's gut with his fist.
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