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thenearshore2016-07-25 10:45 am
erogappa) wrote in thenearshore2016-07-25 10:45 am
You shut your mouth! How can you say--
Who: Gojyo and Speed of Sound Sonic
What: FIGHT
When: Afternoon of 8 April
Where: The field of pink glowing cherry blossoms
Warnings: Previous threads with these two have involved asexual erasure and accusations of pedophilia, so those might recur here. Will update as needed.
[ He's been practicing with the staff.
It's still a stupid weapon -- the staff itself is fine, even if the pine cone on the end will never be anything but ridiculous -- but at least he's beginning to get a feel for the way the power he's been granted works. It's not just a matter of point-and-shoot: he has to put his own will in there. It's not unlike the way he used to put his will into shakujyo; the whirling blade on its infinite chain had responded as much to his desire as his actions.
It's the same thing here. Staff in hand, he teleports to a spot about fifty feet above the cherry blossom grove, then down, carefully, to just above the ground. (He's still working on his aim when it comes to poofing around, okay?) Slow, he tells the staff, thinking of how it would look. Sonic, moving faster than the eye can see, but then slowed. Slowed to a speed Gojyo can respond to, slowed even further than that, slowed like he's moving through mud. Slow slow slow.
If it doesn't work, he can always run. At least here there's nobody around to put at risk. ]
What: FIGHT
When: Afternoon of 8 April
Where: The field of pink glowing cherry blossoms
Warnings: Previous threads with these two have involved asexual erasure and accusations of pedophilia, so those might recur here. Will update as needed.
[ He's been practicing with the staff.
It's still a stupid weapon -- the staff itself is fine, even if the pine cone on the end will never be anything but ridiculous -- but at least he's beginning to get a feel for the way the power he's been granted works. It's not just a matter of point-and-shoot: he has to put his own will in there. It's not unlike the way he used to put his will into shakujyo; the whirling blade on its infinite chain had responded as much to his desire as his actions.
It's the same thing here. Staff in hand, he teleports to a spot about fifty feet above the cherry blossom grove, then down, carefully, to just above the ground. (He's still working on his aim when it comes to poofing around, okay?) Slow, he tells the staff, thinking of how it would look. Sonic, moving faster than the eye can see, but then slowed. Slowed to a speed Gojyo can respond to, slowed even further than that, slowed like he's moving through mud. Slow slow slow.
If it doesn't work, he can always run. At least here there's nobody around to put at risk. ]