Complete Isulus The Raven & The Hare

[Toko]

3 / 3

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Critical Success

100

The beastfolk was riding the high from her last win still and, emboldened by the adrenaline, she had issued a challenge onto another traveler who had just finished her second bout of the day. The raven haired traveler looked strong, or at least the rumors circulating around painted her in that light—or at least that's what Toko gathered from what she'd been able to hear.

"Sooo... guns, huh? Don't like getting up close and personal?"

Right, guns were a thing in this game—it was something Toko had forgotten about until seeing them now, but she vaguely remembered one such conversation with Erick in the past. They were interesting for sure, and when she had first joined Nao had almost considered the ranged option, but eventually she had settled for what she knew best instead. "Junbi dekita?" The words were spoken just as the rabbitfolk finished stretching out her muscles for the new match, glancing curiously at Madison and whatever preparations she was performing, before an impish grin crossed Toko's features once she confirmed her opponent was ready.

"Ja... iku yo!"

After all Madison herself had issued the dare when accepting the Lepus' challenge, and now Toko felt she owed the gothic gunslinger a good show. She had worked on gathering some of her ki during the warm up, redistributing the energy to her hands and feets in preparation for this bout. Her footsteps were agile and quick as a result and, in what felt like the blink of an eye, soon enough Toko had crossed the distance and inserted herself into Madison's personal space.

"Just wanted a closer at that make up of yours, hope you don't mind~"

Mirthful words were spoken then, before Toko took the chance to take a crack at Madison with a right hook—the fist now glowing brightly from the concentrated ki within it.

Roll Summary
1d100 (100) + 20 + 10 = 260 (Crit!)
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Attack

@Madison Freebird

 

[Madison Mortiere]

1 / 3

"Up close and personal? Are you kidding me?" Madison lazily loaded the last non-lethal round into her revolver and shifted the cylinder back in place with a satisfying click. "Everyone in this world is shit at maintaining good hygiene habits. Both in and out of game." She raised the gun into a ready position. "Except for me, of course. Soap fills up a good quarter of my inventory."

The raven's challenger sprung into action before Madison could even ask her what she was saying. And the moment Toko's jagged, predatorial grin materialized six inches from her face, it was lights the fuck OUT.

Madison didn't remember tumbling through the dirt. She definitely didn't remember hitting her head on a nearby wagon wheel. But it was pure instinct to wrap her crumpled corpse in protective shadows, stick a cheeky little revolver barrel out of the darkness, and aim for the knees of the lepus that was just so goddamn quick!

Rolls

Yeah that attack ain't getting blocked. I'll take my two points.

Normal Attack
1d100 (9) + 25 + 15 = 49
49 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | crackback on Toko

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[Toko]

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"Yabah... daijoobu?"

Hmm... perhaps Toko had overestimated the broody raven?

However the concern for her opponent was short lived, Toko almost missing the cheeky revolver peeking out from among the shadows that now enveloped Madison in a protective manner—had it not been for the sudden glint off the barrel's surface when the sun shone upon it.

"Kuso!"

She barely had enough time to concentrate another batch of ki into her hand, reflectively batting at the incoming bullet as if a flying cockroach had suddenly sprung up towards Toko. To the surprise of many present, Toko included, she actually dad manage to make contact with the bullet—and with it's path deviated it buried itself harmlessly into the ground instead.

"Uwaaah... that was a close one!" She whistled in surprise, before Toko's attention turned to the gunslinger with a smirk. "Gomen... but I ain't waiting for you to be ready again!"

With that the rabbitfolk sprung forth, determined to close the distance between them a second time and hopefully deliver a solid kick before Madison had time to react.

Roll Summary
1d100 (37) + 20 + 10 = 67
Success
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Parry

1d100 (54) + 20 + 10 = 84
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Attack

@Madison Freebird

 

[Madison Mortiere]

1 / 3

Everything hurts.

Oh fuck, I think she might have actually cracked my jaw.

Does this dumb bitch know that these are just practice fights? Not, like, actual fights? Shouldn't she be getting disqualified for using closed fists instead of just slappers?

Maybe I should shoot her in the tit. That should calm her down.

Madison peeled herself from the shadows pooled at her feet, bits of black ichor dripping from her outfit and face. Deadeye was active. The lepus, highlighted in bright burning orange The gunslinger didn't need to see her target; her exceptional talent would guide her hand.

The shadows, as ever, would do the rest.

Tendrils of inky blackness reached out and pulled Madison away--far out of range of Toko's kicks. Her jaw screamed, her head throbbed. And yet, her trigger finger was quick and her aim was true: The left boob, specifically.

Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (83) + 25 + 15 = 123
123 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | defend

Normal Attack
1d100 (70) + 25 + 15 = 125
110 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | attack

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[Toko]

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"Oooh?" She was surprised when the gunslinger managed to pull herself just out of Toko's leg reach, the rabbitfolk quickly placing distance between them upon seeing her opponent still seemed to have some fight to her left. "That's it Raven, show me watcha got~"

She was getting excited now, the adrenaline still coursing through her veins from the previous fight getting a new boost that reignited the euphoric feeling once more. After all that earlier bullet had seemed like nothing, maybe guns in this game weren't as cool as Erick and her had thought they were—

"Itai!!!" By the time Toko heard the gunshot it was already too late, the sudden pain that ignited onn her left boob causing the Lepus to double over as she clutched her chest. "Nani shitendayo!?!" What the... that fucking emo bitch had aimed for her boob?! Like, on fucking purpose?! "Temee...!" Toko gritted her teeth, her left hand clutching into a tight fist while the right nursed the injured bosom. "Kuso kurae, just wait until I get my hands on you!"

With that the fighter launched herself forth again, attempting another kick at Madison... though those shadows of hers were quite annoying now that Toko got to see them in action.

Roll Summary
1d100 (41) + 20 + 10 = 71
Failure! -1 LP
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Parry

1d100 (3) + 20 + 10 = 33
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Attack

@Madison Freebird

 

[Madison Mortiere]

1 / 3

Should she have felt good about it? No, probably not.

Did she? Hell yeah, she did. Because it stopped Toko dead in her tracks for five fucking seconds. If her hands were clutching at her chest instead of swinging through the air, then that was good!

Madison dashed across the clearing, hoping to put some distance between the two of them. Circle around; keep moving. Make her come to you. ...Which, maybe knowing what happened in the first place, could be a very very bad idea indeed!

That's fine. That's okay! Really!

She adjusted her Deadeye to aim for specific body parts instead of painting the whole target. Madison flipped through her options, before highlighting Toko's right knee. A moment later, the flash of gunfire and the echoing thunder of her revolver filled the field.

Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (89) + 25 + 15 = 129
129 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | defend against Toko

Normal Attack
1d100 (78) + 25 + 15 = 118
118 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | attack toko

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[Toko]

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"Tch!" Her foot missed, again, and the Lepus couldn't help but growl under her breath as Madison began scurrying around the marked area of their makeshift ring. "Yeah, you better run...!"

Toko wasted no time in pursuing, after all if she didn't give ammo packing raven over here time to think and aim then hopefully her shots would go amiss—that or a slip up caused Madison to be within sweet reach of her fists. "Ugoku na!" To the gunslinger's credit Madison was actually pretty good at staying just out of reach from Toko, something that managed to actually infuriate the rabbitfolk in return.

"Kuso!"

Toko barely had enough time to see the barrel pointing in her direction again, the Lepus stopping in her tracks as she summoned a shield of dirt for her arms and legs, before the loud ringing of the shot pierced her ears... and the bullet just managed to break through the recently made defenses. It hurt like a motherfucker, though probably less than if the shot had been clean of obstacles, and when the Lepus went to swing back at Madison she found her steps faltering slightly.

Roll Summary
1d100 (84) + 20 + 10 = 114
Failure! -1 LP
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Parry

1d100 (35) + 20 + 10 = 65
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Attack

@Madison Freebird

 

[Madison Mortiere]

1 / 3

A devilish grin cracked Madison's death mask. "Why run when I can just--"

The gunslinger fell backwards, splashing into the shadows and out of sight. Well, out of site, too; for she reappeared on one of the wagons. And then, out from behind a nearby tree! And then, from behind a small stack of crates off on the other side of the makeshift arena!

Convenient methods of mass transit? Forget that. This world doesn't need it when you have incredibly inefficient, energy meter-draining, short-distance teleportation available only to a select few who have both picked the correct masteries and dumped enough of their stat points into them!

Anyway, eventually Madison stopped fucking around and fired another shot.

Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (44) + 25 + 15 = 84
84 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | defend against toko

Normal Attack
1d100 (6) + 25 + 15 = 46
46 damage
Ranged Weapons | Madison Freebird | attack toko

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[Toko]

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"What the... Oooi, abazure! That's not exactly fair, you know!"

She could see the shit eating grin on Madison's face every time the human slunk back into the shadows, only to reappear somewhere else—and often quite far away to Toko's inconvenience. "Koshinuke... I hope you trip over your dumb shadows!" Was she being childish? Very much so... but this had turned into a brat fight when the gunslinger aimed for Toko's left boob.

Eventually she saw the little raven reappear, aiming another shot at the Lepus, and Toko took the opportunity to sprint full steam ahead. After all if Madison wanted to shoot her that meant she couldn't be in her shadows, it was the only opening the rabbitfolk was gonna get to actually strike the human out.

Her sight was getting used to the bullets now, and when the next shot ran out Toko was able to sidestep at the last second, the bullet missing its target before the Lepus whirled around and aimed another punch... aimed exactly towards Madison's right tit.

Roll Summary
1d100 (33) + 20 + 10 = 63
Sucess!
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Parry

1d100 (86) + 20 + 10 = 116
Martial Arts | Toko vs Madison | Attack

@Madison Freebird

 

[Madison Mortiere]

(Editor's note: We crit failed that defense, fam. I'm not even going to bother with the codes.)

It was maybe... Half a second of actual action going down. But for Madison? You'd think she had S-rank chronomancy with out long that moment stretched into eternity.

It started simply enough. Another pool of shadows opened at the gunslinger's feet. She dipped in--up to her ankles, her thighs, her armpits, and then finally disappeared completely. It was a perfect plan: Pop back up behind the rabbit, and smack her upside the noggin with the barrel of a revolver. But of course, the best laid plans, etc.

Madison rose from the darkness. Toko spun around, quick as you'd like. Madison raised her gun high in the air. Toko's eyes darted down, sensing an opening.

Imagine a slow motion clip of someone punching a modest balloon filled with oobleck as the lepus's fist drilled into Madison's chest. Or a stress ball! Basically, Toko was about to pop some goods with a sucker punch.

And boyyyy did it fucking hurt.

Madison immediately crumpled to the ground. Curled up in a ball. Jaw clenched in pain. She managed to uncurl one of her fists long enough to change the pain settings in her UI to Sissy Baby Mode. The sharp ache in her breast diffused into a dull pain spread across her body.

"Fuck," she growled. "Alright. Goddammit. Sorry. Sorry!"

@Toko