[YB2.0] Kalanyr defeats Gorm Twoface (complete)

[Kalanyr]

The panther slaughters the ricefield; wards off the terror of the vermin!

Kalanyr decides that his opponent can't be as dangerous as he appears and leaps forwards ,as a panther would, his hands grow claws and his teeth become pointed once more as he brings the full fury of the slaughtering strength of the great cat upon his opponent, attempting to cut down the ogre as he would a field of rice. Internally Kalanyr is sharp and focused drawing upon the cunning & speed of a rat to dodge while warding away the terror such a vermin would feel.

 

[nsruf]

OOC: Hmm, I just realized that sigs are gone, too (they were still there yesterday, when I posted my challenge). So for the record (as if you hadn't guessed), Gorm is White Belt (0:0), with no abilities or possessions.

BIC: "Stop weaselling around and fight! I don't care for the dog, so we really don't need to draw this out!"

The unkempt head is too busy fighting to utter more than a grunt. He decides that a club is no adequate weapon for fighting Kalanyr and throws it away carelessly. Frightened peasants scurry from a nearby hut, which now has a tree trunk sticking in its roof.

But Gorm pays the villagers no heed. The oger rises his vicious claws high above his head, as if to challenge the mountains themselves. With a mighty roar, he brings them down with full force on Kalanyr, hoping to catch an opponent who has so far proven as evasive as mist.

And now the true strength of the two-headed creature becomes apparent: while his barbaric sidekick is bent on flattening the champion of light, the sophisticated head takes care of the legwork. With an elegant sidestep, Gorm #2 attempts to dodge Kalanyr's hothead attack.

The claw rides before the mountain and drops on top of the mist; dodges the slash of the steam!

 

[Berandor]

"Well, well. It seems as if you were at least willing to learn true fighting. However, I have only twenty years left to live, so I won't be finished with the basics when I die."

The old man shakes his head sadly. "But I guess one of you deserves to win this round, doesn't he?"
Once again, he walks over to Kalanyr, holding out his right hand.
"Don't look like a sheep! The gum! Give it back!"

ROUND 2: Point to Gorm Twoface, all gums neutral

 

[nsruf]

Gorm booms triumphantly at Kalanyr after managing to pin him to the ground with his big hands:

"Gotcha, thief! Gorm gonna make little hole in the ground with you!"

The oger lowers the uglier of his two heads to get a closer peek at his opponent, baring his yellowish fangs with a malicious grin. If Kalanyr previously believed that a man-eating monster's breath smells of roses, he is proven wrong!

The peasants watch in awe from their hiding places, praying that Kalanyr can escape before the ogre applies his full weight and squishes the blood from the champions body.

The fang shouts underneath the canyon; reduces the blood of the shield!

 

[Kalanyr]

The fan tumbles higher than the castle; parts the push of the steam!

Kalanyr spreads his wings and flips into the sky, flying higher into the air then the peaks of the tallest castle reach and then drops towards Grom , fists extended , with sufficient force to part a stream even against the push of its flow.

 

[Berandor]

"I sure don't know what shield's got to do with your opponent, boy."
"On the other hand, it's the push of the steam, not stream."

"Bah, you're both beyond help!"

The old man throws the chewing gum at the two fighters, and since Gorm has a much bigger built, the small missile hits his body, and sticks to it.

ROUND 3: Point to Gorm Twoface, one gum to Gorm twoface

OOC: Kalanyr, try to move a little away from the moves. This time it was close, but before, your move was weaker, and seeing that you almost reiterated it in your flavor text...
with a little freedom in interpreting the move, you wouldn't be so dependant on the generator.

 

[Kalanyr]

The tree dodges from the caves; blocks the gaze of the rainbow!

Kalanyr begins to sway from side to side, his limbs a blur around him, both providing a rock hard defence & turning aside any mystical attacks the ogre might make.

 

[nsruf]

The bald head looks at the piece of gum sticking to Gorm's torso with a frown:

"You know, this is kinda unhygienic! My name is still Gorm, not germ..."

But the other half of the oger is above such considerations. He celebrates the point (or gum?) and the good squashing he gave Kalanyr by jumping up and down vigorously, shouting:

"Me stronger! Ha! You no beat up mighty ogre!"

The resulting tremors cause the roof of the already damaged hut to collapse. And several other of the simple wooden houses look like they won't stand up to this treatment much longer.

However, the village is spared for now. As his opponent begins to sway increasingly faster, Gorm stops his premature victory dance and watches confused for a while.

"You call this fighting?"

"No secret tricks. Gorm see to that, ha!"

The ogre rises an arm, apparently ready to swat Kalanyr with a backhand blow should he close in for something nasty.

The thunder leaps before the city; wards off the violence of the invisible blade!

 

[Berandor]

"Now, that's fine. Being happy with being observed by a true master, good boy!"
"The winged guy, on the other hand, is progressing just as well. Might make some fighters out of you, still... is only female fighters."

In any case, the result of this round is clear, as Kalanyr is totally immune to the thunder style.

Round 4: Point to Kalanyr, all gums neutral

"Give it back, you! And don't you dare touch it with that nasty mouth of yours!"

 

[nsruf]

"Now, that's fine. Being happy with being observed by a true master, good boy!"
"The winged guy, on the other hand, is progressing just as well. Might make some fighters out of you, still... is only female fighters."

"Hmm. Being female fighter means one less hurty spot..."

"Now shut up and squash this bug! Why did you let him go, anyway, he?"

A guilty expression appears on Gorm's right face, to be quickly replaced by anger.

"Aaaaahhh!"

The ogre approaches Kalanyr with great bounding leaps, like a gorilla in a hurry. The term "roadkill" hasn't been invented yet, but that's what Gorm's opponent will look like if he doesn't get out of the way! Succesful or not, the ogre moves staright on and ploughs into a building, considerably increasing the amount of collateral damage done so far. Muffled screams of pain can be heard from the rubble.

Gorm turns around slowly to see what is left of Kalanyr, confident that his rapid advancement has at least brought him well beyond the reach of such a small enemy.

"Short legs, pah! Could as well be rooted to the ground. Or ground into the roots, if I he got what he deserves!"

The courageous monkey crushes the city; dodges the storm of the root!