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Post by yaburu on Aug 1, 2008 19:58:03 GMT -5
Bigor stands just in time to be assaulted by the painful barbs, many of the small missiles finding their mark and embedding into his thick hide, small streams of blood finding their way out of him.
With a growl, he brushes several of the stingers out of him, and stomps toward Mothra, who's still on the ground. Grabbing her by the back of her neck, Bigor lifts her off the ground, her bottom side facing him, and slashes diagonally with his crest, cutting through her exoskeleton with ease and spilling her blood out, a cry of agony accompanying the attack.
Dropping her back to the ground, stunned and wounded, Bigor aims at Mothra's wing, and unleashes a heat blast...
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Post by superjackdaking on Aug 2, 2008 18:28:38 GMT -5
Mothra quickly unleashes a shower of reflective scales, deflecting the beam into the sky. She then takes back to the air, before unleashing a duo of silver lasers from her antannae, which graze across Bigor's back, searing his flesh and revealing muscle and bone. She then prepares to simply fire again, this time aiming for his feet.
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Post by yaburu on Aug 2, 2008 19:28:28 GMT -5
Using a surprising amount of agility for his bulk, Bigor is able to avoid the deadly beams and once again gets in striking range of Mothra, lashing out with his teeth and clamping down on the back of her head, his powerful jaws pushing the razor-sharp teeth inward.
Mothra's blood gushes out and she once again cries in pain, But Bigor relents only when he's ready. And as soon as he does, he swings with his arm looking to cut her again with his lethal crests...
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Post by superjackdaking on Aug 2, 2008 19:58:55 GMT -5
Mothra barrel rolls aside, but she does take a small, grazing cut from one of the crests, the silvery blood staining her white fur. As Mothra screeches, she lifts her body to an angle so that her chest is facing Bigor. Between her insectoid legs, a small, silver sphere of mana begins to grow, and grow, and grow, before exploding into a beam of raw power and force, that strikes Bigor right in his already-injured chest. The beam sears away skin and muscle, revealing the ribcage below. Bigor is blasted backward with incredible force, and comes to stop mere meters away from falling of the edge of the floating city into the crater below. Mothra ceases the Mana Blast, then flies down, and uses her legs to rip the top off of a building, which she prepares to throw at Bigor to topple him off the edge...
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Post by GojiLord on Aug 2, 2008 22:37:43 GMT -5
I will be ending the match after Yaburu's post. Great match you guys very close. And gonna be really tough to call.
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Post by yaburu on Aug 2, 2008 22:59:15 GMT -5
Unbeknown to Mothra, the second Bigor landed, he'd started charging up a heat blast. By the time Mothra had grabbed the chunk of building and heaved it at Bigor, he'd reached a critical mass and unleashed his fury, a blast of heat around 700 degrees C, the same as lava itself.
The blast ripped through the chunk of building, causing it to rain down fire upon the remains of the city, while the beam continued, and struck Mothra dead on. Had she been any less durable, she would have been out and outright vaporized.
As it was, much of her flesh was stripped, and her insides badly damaged. Small fires broke out all over her, and she lost her flight, crashing hard into the ground below.
Bigor, however, didn't stop his onslaught, at least not on the city. Mothra was far out of range, but he continued unleashing his rage on all the structures and buildings he could, until several sections of the city were burning out of control.
A thunderous roar filled the sky as Bigor claimed his victory over Mothra...
Or had he?
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Post by GojiLord on Aug 2, 2008 23:46:17 GMT -5
After a hellacious match between the both of you. I must say some brutal bloody moments. Rodan makes a pass before levitating beside Bigor while flapping his wings to stay aloft. Bigor..... FINISH HIM!!!!!!! Great match the both of you.  |
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Post by yaburu on Aug 2, 2008 23:57:05 GMT -5
Snarling, Bigor makes his way over to the downed Mothra. Fires rage all around her, and she flaps helplessly to try and get to the air, but she has to much rubble covering her.
Bigor stares at her for a moment. She's beaten. It's over. There's no more need for violence. Killing her would only waste time and energy. He wants to find his way off this place.
With a few more flaps of her wings, Mothra is able to get airborne in shaky flight. She stares at Bigor, and he at her. Then, he turns and heads off. He has no more business here.
Mothra heads off as well. That last attack devastated her, and there's no way she can continue fighting him.
(Well fought jack. You went toe to toe with my flagship kaiju and kept pace.)
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Post by superjackdaking on Aug 3, 2008 2:09:34 GMT -5
Yeah, good game.
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