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R.T 1-1 Tweek vs. Keramon
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Jan 8, 2014 20:21:35 GMT
<<CONT FROM http://Blacklisted Site/thread/31945/1-tweek-keramon?page=2 >>
Tweek would have to act fast now that he was exposed, though he'd made a solid hit the fight wasn't over, and now he was a clear target. Not wasting any time Tweek's form would shimmer again, unbeknownst to the enemy he was using the time granted by his foe's approach to change back up a form to his armor ultimate. This would be it, his game set match, all he needed now was timing.
Thanks to his shape changing abilities he still looked as if he was in his champion form so his foe would suspect nothing, the shimmer was just probably his shield going back up to deflect any of those beams in case they strayed his way, but no his foe shot off to the sides to trap him in, but in reality he was the one who was trapped.
He came quickly closer and closer and closer, the slime digimon waiting until he was inches away before he struck. Then Tweek exploded, but not in a big boom kind of way, no. He avoided the claws by changing his shape making a whole in his form and jutting forward with it to attempt to wrap around his opponent's arm, his liquid form trying to grab onto more of him before he would suddenly change again, amalgamizing his entire form into a series of spikes, hopefully spearing and skewering and slicing him stabbing him though in dozens of places, and not only that but he would feel an electric jolt from Tweek's internal current from the contact.
But would he be able to avoid it? Would he fight on? Or was this the end?
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Post by draken3000 on Jan 13, 2014 4:53:28 GMT
There really was no end to the tricks up this digimon's sleeve was all Argomon could think at that moment. Before he could go into his Viral Tempest his arm had been latched onto by the somehow already digivolved Tweek. Argomon quickly realized that he was in an incredibly dangerous position, as his foe's current form seemed to favor close proximity. The goo clung to his arm, not letting go, before his opponent's entire body seemed to protrude at him. Time seemed to slow down for the armor ultimate. A series of electric spikes were racing towards him, and with his arm caught like it was there would be no way for him to get away in time. He was helpless in the face of the slime digimon's counter attack. This could be it, the end of the fight. The first spike pierced the plant digimon's arm...
and Argomon lost it. In that instance he became an animal, with a limb caught in a trap; however, you know what they say about cornered animals. They become the most dangerous. In what was a fifty percent panic/fifty percent desperation move, the eyes on Argomon's body all swiveled to point at Tweek in an instant. Then a point blank Elimination Line was fired from every eye. At this range it would be nigh impossible for Tweek to "bloop" around these beams, but at the same time the scenario reflected an earlier moment in the duo's fight. Argomon himself would not be spared from the resultant blasts. Should the beams somehow miss, both combatants would be well out of range of the explosions, but Argomon braced himself as the he prepared for the blast that could very well rip his arm off.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Jan 15, 2014 21:10:52 GMT
Tweek didn't dilly dally like others did, there was enough time to show off when victorious... though he was known to be a hypocrite. No fancy lights and big form change cinematic for him, oh no, it was all quick and efficient, just like how others shouted out attacks before use, pure stupidity. It was like yelling 'I'm gunna assassinate you stay right there!' Then jumping down from the rafters in front of your target and expecting to surprise them.
This attack was pretty risky though still. It seemed he'd blooped onto his opponent and was able to wrap around him turning into a ball of spikes most likely not only eviscerating the arm but doing extensive damage to the body as well. His plan had gone off without a hitch but now it was time for him to play. It seemed you can't always gain without giving a bit and in an instant and flurry of pain those eyes turned on his foe's own arm as suspected. It was either that or the tentacle attack and that would have been much too risky with the spiked form of his foe. However he wouldn't let himself take the full on force of an attack like this. There were still places he could escape, His opponents waist had none of these eyes and while he wouldn't have time to avoid the first round of blasts it would shield him from further fire.
Oh did it hurt, stang, burned, the pain was horrific... but at the same time wonderful. The true feeling of being alive, true proof. He was hit in what was normally his middle and tail direct hits before he could slither away around the waist already having been on his opponent and again spike his body out doing the same as before only to a much more critical part of his foes form. All the while though he was trying to maintain his form, he'd taken more damage than anticipated, and if this wasn't the end of his foe he'd have to recalculate... he should know better than to underestimate his foe, it could cost him the whole match.
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Post by draken3000 on Jan 21, 2014 16:33:12 GMT
(Is this even being monitored anymore? XD)
At this point in the battle Argomon was operating on his basest instincts. He was hardly thinking anymore and was simply reacting. After the Elimination Lines had been fired, Argomon's head felt hazy. He was vaguely aware of there being something wrong with his arm...was there pain? Where was Tweek? What exactly was going on? Then he felt the liquid form of his foe begin to wrap around his waste. Flashes of memory played before his eyes; Tweek's form becoming spiked and his desperate retaliation. If he had been returning to rational thought he certainly was not anymore. Panic took over once more, but it seemed that the emotion served him well. As Tweek tried to wrap around Argomon's waste, he would grip at dissipating data, a substance even more slippery than he was. Having pulled off as quick a de-digivolution as possible, Keramon propelled himself upwards and out of the constricting ring his foe had become, his de-digivolution making him small enough to slip out just before Tweek could close the circle on him. Keramon darted away from his opponent. He was in rookie form again and in great danger, but he would not be for long. Tweek was not the only capable of quick digivolutions.
Without a word from Keramon, data began to swirl around him again. Right before the change took place, however, Keramon glanced at his arm. It was burned, blackened, and bleeding data from various puncture wounds. His heart accelerated even further than it already had been and his eyes widened before he shifted his gaze back to Tweek. Just how much longer would this go on? He knew that both of them were getting really into this fight, maybe even too into it. Then the transformation took hold and he was Argomon once more. Again he looked at his arm...and saw nothing. There was naught but a withered and burnt mass of vines where his left arm should have been, falling down about elbow length. Argomon froze. Confusion and fear gripped his mind. Why wasn't this hurting more? Was he in shock? Was it permanent? He slowly looked to Tweek, not moving, but with a tense body. He was ready to fight if need be, but he was not making any moves at that moment.
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Post by ☯EPIC☯ on Jan 23, 2014 17:29:11 GMT
This was perfect, oh so very perfect. His foe was shocked in a panic. "The hero reduced to a mindless animal"
Tweek's ring-o-spikey-pain missed as his foe pulled off a quick digivolution to escape, quite the risky move but it seemed to work out pretty well, but still the argomon was on his last legs... Well last arm that is, haha. He didn't have many more hits left in him and Tweek found it quite obvious how this was going to end. "Just give up come on, You've lost, are you waiting for me to kill you? Because I'll Do So Happily.", Tweek grinned coming back together and changing back to his own Champion form standing watching his foe from a distance.
It was pitiful absolutely pitiful. "Oh what's wrong? I thought the good guy always won, I thought they kept their head in battle and stayed strong. All I see here is a degenerative mass of quivering data. You can't even think strait can you? I've conquered your body your mind and looks like I've crushed that soul of yours as well. So just say it, Give up, come on, or do you just want to die a sniveling coward and a fool? You Are Done!", Tweek growled at his foe smirking and holding up a claw, not even trying to make it inconspicuous as he'd wave it to the side firing off a wide web of lightning at the Argomon.
"The End"
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Post by draken3000 on Feb 3, 2014 0:33:29 GMT
(Sorry I took so long.)
Argomon held his gaze on Tweek. Mindless? He...he wasn't mindless. He was just in shock, he had lost an arm and he had no idea if it was coming back. Suddenly his senses, which had been numb and muted until now, came rushing back. He felt the dry heat of the sun pressing down on him. He heard the gasps and whispers of the crowd. Some were voicing concern, others for the fight to end. Some of the voices urged Tweek on, shouts of "Finish it!" were mixed in with those of "Please stop!" This was supposed to be a friendly competition, a tournament. Yet somehow it had escalated into more than that. "Kill me?" he said, his voice not much more than a whisper. "W-why would you do that? What did I do to you?" he asked, a little louder.
Tweek spoke on and this time Argomon was really listening. His foe was so caught up in his speech that he probably did not hear Argomon's replies. "...I never said I was some hero-good-guy...my soul is just fine...if you are going to kill me here...I wont die a sniveling coward..." At this point the dimness had left Argomon's eyes and had been replaced with a fierce, stern, look. "You are going to have to try a lot harder than that!" he barked at Tweek. As his opponent launched his web of lightning, Argomon reacted with a speed he had not yet demonstrated this fight. There was no announcing of his attacks, no wind up. The Elimination Lines blasted forward with out a word, tearing into and disrupting the weaker lighting attack. Argomon himself followed suite, his Flight Mode, carrying him forth at a blistering pace, straight for Tweek. As he flew he swiftly changed back to his regular form, still hurtling towards Tweek. For all intents and purposes, it looked like he was going for another melee attack, his remaining arm poised to strike. However, he instead launched another wave of Elimination Lines right before he reached his foe in an attempt to trick Tweek. Reverting back to Flight Mode, he peeled off before he could get too close, flying back to create more distance between himself and Tweek.
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