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"Well, since you've been such a gentleman, Epic Sea Cucumber, here is your hand: <MechaMeowth> 1: The crab charges the swamp; dominates the pain of the sands! <MechaMeowth> 2: The dragon dances facing the volcano; parries the onslaught of the grass! <MechaMeowth> 3: The chain dodges atop the...

Badly battered and nearly unconcious, Eilan maintains a tenuous footing on his rainbow bridge. Panicking as Temuro's sword bursts into flame, Eilan mutters a few words in old Gaelic. Suddenly, an arc of water flies forth from the blue in the rainbow, flying straight at Shiba Temuro and his...

In the distance, the two of you can see a palanquin. It is being borne by four large, burly men wearing lavender togas. They bear the palanquin toward you, until it is no more than 50 feet away. A lovely soprano voice issues forth from inside of it. "Oooo... a fight! Stop here, I want to...

ooc: Jeph, Sidhe Li's not mine. :) I was (and am) speaking as Mirashi Iso) "Tso-nah! Finish off this impudent wretch at once so that I may sink my claws into him!"

]Bleeding green blood from the cut of Temuro's katana, Eilan wants to avoid being hit again. Seeing his foe's attack coming, Eilan realizes he can't block it and decides to leap screaming onto his opponent's face and start biting everywhere he can! The fox rends the swamp; parts the cut of the...

Standing atop his rainbow bridge, Eilan taunts his foe, who probably cannot jump high enough to reach him. He scoops up a bit of rainbow and twists it into a thin lash with his fingers. He then lashes Temuro around the head, trying to strike his eyes and blind him. The whip strikes the sea...

Sabaron looks weary as he makes his final call of the match. "Point and match Samidare!" Kirin Samidare, your victory over the strange fish creature has earned you the rank of Green Belt 4, a 4-2 record, and an extra yen for winning that round, too. Congratulations! Dagon, perhaps you should...

Thanks for noting that in the title, Sollir... I might well have missed it had you not. :)

Eilan rubs his sore legs. All the jumping he has to do to reach his opponent is tiring him out. With a quick wave of his hand, he causes a rainbow to shimmer into existence. Quick as a wink, he scampers up the bridge and taunts Temuro, daring him to try to follow. The turtle dodges atop the...

"Both moves are good. Personally, I like the Whip better." Point and yen Samidare! 9 flags Samidare, 7 flags Dagon

"Ah, my foe fights another. Win swiftly, Sahiro Tso-Nah, so that I may humiliate your foe in ways he has never dreamed of!"

A tower of smoke flashes into existance. When it fades, Mirashi Iso stands in it's place. "I am ready to fight."

Eilan winds up for a ferocious punch at Temuro's nose, trying to break it and get a waterfall of blood to pour out! The fist eliminates the waterfall; grasps the roar of the flower!

Ha, a double post with a fist move. I guess that makes it a Fists of Fury!. Or not. :)

"I'm rather partial to the West Wind style myself" says Sabaron, wistfully looking toward his homeland. Point Dagon! 8 flags Samidare, 7 flags Dagon!

Sabaron summons his white belt students, as well as his one advanced student, Maestro. "Students! Today we find a purpose in this land. We are no longer an isolated band, concerned with the affairs of a foreign land, but an integral part of the realm. Our new task is to be the military arm...

"Rathan, right now, the Knightly Order of the Frog is doing nothing. We are not dedicated to a cause the way we should be. I would like to change the name and purpose of it. We would like to be affiliated with your Temple of Light, and become the Order of Light. An auxilliary arm of the...

"I would enjoy the chance to destroy Sanctus Togashi once more... but only if the Shadowed Poet declines to join in."

A lone knight can be seen walking the road to the Temple of Light. He is clad in red armor with gold trim, and he's not wearing a helmet. He approaches the door to the Temple. "Rathan! Rathan, are you there?"

"Hey! That's not fighting fair!" Now angry, Eilan assumes his favorite fighting stance: the one taught to him by John L. Sullivan himself. He's so angry, in fact, that he seems to burst into flame as he hurls himself at the Phoenix bushi. The phoenix assails the pillars; waves away the...