Nightmare Vs. Darkwolf in a Speed-Style match

[Sollir Furryfoot]

[Color=Royal Blue]Nightmare's first hand:
1. The scorpion swims through the valley; parries the foray of the vaccuum!
2. The ki-rin slides in the midst of the madlands; silences the beauty of the spirit!
3. The manticore sinuously charges the vineyard; dodges the gaze of the dark sunbeam!
4. The scorpion drops within the cemetery; defends against the chaos of the mist!
5. The confidant mongoose severs the canyon as it wracks the foothills; parries the aggression of the leaf![/Color]

 

[Sollir Furryfoot]

(I think i'll choose: Speed, style, strategy match 5 flags , gives me more chance against your fist of fury)

[Color=Royal Blue]
The scorpion drops within the cemetery; defends against the chaos of the mist!

"The entity commands, so does the vessel follow..." The possessed body drives forward towards Darkwolf, only stopping to a halt about a dozen feet away before his eyes start glowing an insidious blue.

Nightmare quickly searches his opponents mind for a phobias, and quickly reacts by forming a blurry vision of a gigantic scorpion! The scorpion begins to come closer into reality, forming from the shadowstuff that dreams are made of. Nightmare takes this illusion to a further step, the scorpion's stinger dropping down hastily over his opponent, the attack attempting to damage and poison Darkwolf's psyche. Nightmare himself begins to hide behind his created illusion from his advesary's mind, hoping the illusion would either grant him the cover or the ability to scare his opponent into cowering instead of attacking..."[/Color]

 

[Darkwolf]

Darkwolf looks at the misty scorpion with a smile upon his face. Mist eh? I've got an attack that should scatter any hopes of that attacking. Darkwolf then concentrates calling upon his nature manipulation abilities learned from Kith's school. "O mighty West Wind, I beseach you to strike this palace. Teach this white belt to not attack with mist by blowing it away so that I might pound this lesson in by hitting close to the valley called his neck." Darkwolf then slides over like a lotus blossom on a river while the west winds blow all around him scattering Nightmare's attack and starts beating the lesson in all the while shielding himself against the tempest of the foul misty scorpion and sidestepping the energy used by the rodent Nightmare to create this misty scorpion.

The west wind strikes close to the valley; shields the tempest of the foul!

FISTS OF FURY!

The lotus blossum slides across the river; dodges the energy of the rodent! *yen*

 

[Wicht]

sorry not to be here sooner

Three ancient judges watch the fight with interest. This is clearly not the sort of fight they are used to but they will give it a show. It seems to them that Darkwolf ws hardly taken in by Nightmare's illusion. In between bites of sushi and sips of green tea they motion to the flag girl.

Points to Darkwolf

Two Flags DarkWolf

 

[Darkwolf]

Seeing that his last strategy worked, Darkwolf surges forward with renewed vigor. Due to Nightmare's last attack failing he stood there receiving blows, so it is quite simple for Darkwolf to race forward in a tackling move much like a monkey trying to overwhelm a tower. However, it takes many monkeys to overtake a tower thus Darkwolf attempts to have as many holds as possible making it hard for his oppenent to dislodge him.
He does this aware of the danger to his side lest his opponent have a dagger thus he shields himself from any attempts to attack his being with a weapon.

The monkey overwhelms the tower; shields against the beauty of the fell dagger!

edit - (ooc: I presume I get the yen also.)

 

[Wicht]

oops - yes you get the yen - i was trying not to look at the moves themselves as much.

 

[Sollir Furryfoot]

[Color=Royal Blue]The scorpion swims through the valley; parries the foray of the vaccuum!

Attacking with the style of the day once more, Nightmare chooses to stay in his form, using more of his energy to manifest more fully on the prime material plane. The mist turns into the solid armor of the chitinous plates of a Gargantuan Scorpion, the armor blocking the blows of the honor-bound warrior. Leaving Nightmare attempting to use his form to trample over Darkwolf, his legs attempting to crush his opponent as they stroke as if swimming towards him.[/Color]

 

[Wicht]

The judges do not hesitate for long. As the oldest and the thinnest judge nibbles on a bit of pickled ginger, the youngest and roundest of the judges motions to the flag girl.

Point to Nightmare,

Two flags to Darkwolf, One Flag to Nightmare

 

[Wicht]

I gotta split for the night guys - I will be back on tomorrow if you can wait that long.

 

[Darkwolf]

I'm happy with you judging Wicht. We can just post our next moves and draw up the new hands while we wait. Nightmare, you're up.