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Post by kobra on Apr 15, 2012 17:33:21 GMT -6
==> Cash: STRIFE!
Your inner celebration at having landed some sort of attack on your Sistah is overshadowed a bit with the sudden loss of your brakes. Even if you hadn't really managed to ACTUALLY SEE your brake cable being severed, you were alerted to it immediately, what with your Strife Specibus allocating to Breakless Bicycle Kind (brklsbcyclkind).
THIS IS INCREDIBLY USELESS. Thanks Sistah.
To make matters worse, you were still riding (with perfect balance) on the railing of the stairs, only this time this endeavor seems a LOT MORE DANGEROUS. At the moment though you are more concerned with not getting RIDICULOUSLY THRASHED by your Sistah than the impending doom that was coming at you + 9.81 meters every second.
Because things like Gravity and the hard tiled floor at the bottom of this stairwell could just hold their galloping horses, you are busy. ... Yeah this wasn't looking good.
You hope to both aggrieve your Sistah again as well as lose a bit of this speed you gained by doing a wheels-over-handles flip from one rail to the other. You flip your handles hard.
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Post by cael on Apr 16, 2012 20:32:03 GMT -6
==> CAEL: STRIFE!!!!!!
Oh man, now your brah's bicyclekind is COMPLETELY USELESS.
No problem, LIL BRAH. You're glad to be of help.
With all the speed he's gaining from his UTTER LACK OF BRAKES, you're staying a steady distance behind him, even losing a little ground. Not a problem, you think, you can always get ahead with your flashstep. Your brah was owned the second you decided you were in the mood for some good ol' fashioned strifing. No difficulties, right. Right.
Oh man. Ooooooh, man. Your brah seriously thought you wouldn't recognize an OH FLUFF GOING TOO FAST GONNA DIE CAN'T USE THE BRAKES HEAD OVER HEELS FLIP? That's just sad. You would know that move anywhere. You're the PATRON SAINT of that move. You created it in YOUR IMAGE. You own it. It's yours.
And you know just how to intercept it.
All this flipping and jumping and flying and not-crashing has brought you and your brah down to the fourth floor. Perfect.
You flashstep ahead of your brah and use the momentum from the speed-of-light movement to go barreling up the wall, and you push yourself off once again. As your brah is spinning through the air, you AUTO-PARRY his (pathetic) attempted AGGRIEVANCE and counter with your own -- sharply you twist in midair, and your skate-bedecked foot comes crashing down towards Cash's bicycle with enough force to knock him straight down the middle of the stairwell and down to the ground floor.
You don't bother to check how that turned out, instead ABSCONDING from the scene and RETRIEVING the mail, because you just realized that you forgot to pick it up on your way in. You were already down here, so why not, right?
Hmm. Two green envelopes. You wonder what those are for. [/center]
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Post by kobra on Apr 17, 2012 19:43:53 GMT -6
==> GT: Wipeout.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!As soon as Sistah got him in the air, Cash knew this wasn't going to be a pleasant trip down. The very next thing he knew was his bike being flash-stomped and he was flipping wildly down the center of the stairs, looking down at a ground that came up to meet him way too fast.
He wiped out so hard it was embarrassing, which was exactly what his Sistah wanted. He was glad none of his friends could see this.
Speaking of which...
> ==> You should have known about the stairs, brah. ==> You should have known about the stairs, brah.
Yeah, alright you should have. But shut up. It wasn't like anyone warned you about stairs ahead of time, bro. You mean brah.
Besides, that wasn't even a proper command, it was just nagging, and even if it was a command, it wasn't the command you were looking for. Haven't you been paying attention to how many turns have gone since your last pestering?
Of course you have. Addiction is a powerful thing.-- gallantlyTenacious [GT] replied to public memo at 05:45 --
GT: Sistah just powned me out the pipeline like a standard ragdoll brahs
GT: And that's all the rap there is on the coast
GT: *I made it downstairs > ==> GT: Get up. Go get game. ==> GT: Get up. Go get game.
Well, there's no point just laying on the floor like this like a CHUMP. Seriously, you hardly ever fall down, this is just SO EMBARRASSING, and you know your Sistah is off giggling it up somewhere about it. Your embarrassment outweighs pretty much any pain from the actual fall at this point.
You get up, and get on your bike again. Or, well, your breakless bike now. You consider putting it away, back into your Strife Deck, but you figure you're going to need to practice on this thing sometime, and you think startling the shoobies in the front lobby is a good way to let off a bit of steam.
You push open the door to the MAIN LOBBY, finally, and TAKE OFF towards the front desk, jumping over a small coffee table that you assume is only there for decoration, and then turn sideways and SKID to a stop right in front of the desk.
No one looks very happy with you, or even impressed, but you don't have time to worry about that. You ask for the mail.
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Post by cael on Apr 17, 2012 19:56:26 GMT -6
==> CAEL: Taunt Lil Brah.HAR. No problem. You had flashstepped away as Cash came dashing into the lobby, giggling to yourself because you know he totally just fell. And lo and behold, he wanted the mail. The mail. Which you held in your hand. HAR!!!!!! You skate towards your brah like a totally normal person -- because normal people skate indoors -- and you wink at the guy behind the desk. He grins back at you, taking the hint, and just like that everyone is suddenly out of the lobby, leaving you alone with Cash. Oh man this is so great. You pull the mail out from behind your back and idly shuffle through it, ignoring the catalogs and other envelopes that mean absolutely nothing to you, and eventually you come up with the two green envelopes marked BETA. Oho. Ohohoho. OHOHOHOHOHOHO. This must be what he's looking for. You giggle again, and grin mischievously at your brah. CAEL: sup brah?
CAEL: looking for something?
CAEL: haaaaaar!!!!!! [/center]
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Post by kobra on Apr 19, 2012 8:43:42 GMT -6
==> CASH: Find your Sistah.Yeah, that's not going to be a problem, considering she just popped up. She very obviously has the mail. You balance your bike with one leg, since the BRAKES wouldn't help you and you don't want to be caught off balance TWICE in one day. That would just be crazy and is so NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. You stare your Sistah down in the suddenly empty Lobby. You find yourself on the precipice of a 2x STRIFE COMBO which ISN'T AS RARE as some people may think. CASH: Chaa, that mail's mine sistah!
CASH: And i'm in a hella hurry so give 'em up ==> [/center]
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Post by cael on Apr 23, 2012 1:01:46 GMT -6
==> CAEL: Initiate INCREDIBLY COMMON 2x STRIFE COMBO. Not yet! You have some taunting to do first! You idly skate around your brah in a circle, waving the DISCS just out of his reach. You don't know what they're for and you don't really care, but your BRAH wants them. And that means he can't have them, not yet. You're going to test his limits. You lean towards him and stick your face all up in his business, your normally bubbly grin adopting the INTIMIDATION AURA you put on whenever you actually have to go into work or when you're genuinely mad about something. You are not doing nor feeling either of these, but you decide the expression is appropriate nonetheless. CAEL: well if youre in a hurry i guess ill stop beating your booty six feet into the ground
CAEL: but if you reeeeeeally want them
CAEL: you gotta hit me in the face!
CAEL: i wont even hit back
CAEL: just hit me right in the sucker and the mails as good as yours! [/center]
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Post by kobra on Apr 25, 2012 16:10:41 GMT -6
==>You are ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE that this is not going to end well. What first tipped you off? Probably that sinister expression your Sistah is wearing pretty much GUARANTEEING it. You hate being on the opposing end of that look, since it usually leads to your Sistah thoroughly embarrassing you in front of EVERYONE (still no one). The act of managing to land a hit on your Sistah wasn't something unheard of, it just didn't happen consistently. It was Russian Roulette most of the time, with roller blades instead of bullets (because bullets WOULDN'T BE EXTREME ENOUGH) - and, as usually, you're NOT LOOKING FORWARD to it. Unfortunately, you possess an attitude that doesn't really know WHEN TO QUIT, and has a hard time backing down from CHALLENGES. You know this. Sistah knows this. And that's why this is happening. CASH: Yeah i pretty much don't believe that mad talk sistah
CASH: But you're on anyway!
CASH: Just don't go grindin my disks You then initiate the INCREDIBLY COMMON x2 STRIFE COMBO for your Sistah, hoping to get the drop on her by popping the front wheel of your bicycle up. When it comes to Aggrieving by popping RADICAL WHEELIES, you are simply the best there is. Still you're fairly sure you're going to need to gain some sort of momentum to keep up with your Sistah's IMPOSSIBLE LEVEL OF SPEED. ==> CASH: Gain momentum. [/center]
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