Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2017 1:36:41 GMT -5
So Imma tell this in prose-style, because it was that epic:
The entire village was crowded around Savior's crater, as the excited murmurs floated among the crowd, The Second Violent Savior's First Annual Martial Arts Tournament had been spectacular! The locals had struggled, with the tall dark man dominating his foes.
But here stood Jerry, from dun'del village, having won his tied match through a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors, had gotten to the semi-finals against The Violent Savior's companion! A tall, to him, woman with dark hair and a tail stood before the stalk-eyed being. His arms may have been noodle-like, but his heart was strong, and The Great Elder had taught him the importance of heart before The Mean Blue Guy's beam had pierced his heart.
Jerry was their world's greatest warrior, and he would do his people proud!
As the announcer spoke out, he declared into his ice-cream cone, "And now for the semi-final match! Tall Tail Lady Vs. Jerry!" The sunglasses-clad speaker gesturing broadly, as the crowd cheered and whooped.
"FIGHT!!" The announcer then cried out, bringing his hand down. In the blink of an eye, the alien female charged in, practically flying as her hand came back, before launching forwards in a punch that would rightly take down any member of Jerry's race.
Without thinking, the purple-warrior shot his fist, instinct leading the aim. Jerry had shut his eyes when throwing the punch, not wanting to see the tall female's fist hit his face. But when he felt a hard collision against his fist, Jerry allowed his eyes to crack open, before growing wide in shock.
Tall Tail Lady was sent wide! Jerry's fist had managed to intercept her attack, and put the saiyan off-balance! There was no way! But he had to take his opportunity, seize the opening while it was there!
Charging in with a pair of flailing fists, he tried to attack the female in kind, though it was in vain, as she side-stepped him with ease, causing Jerry to face-plant from an over-balance, tasting the rocky dirt that managed to steal its way into his mouth.
Spitting out the unpleasant dust, Jerry scrambled up to his feet, a point would have been given to the female, as he fell down. But while dwelling on this fact, a sharp pain struck his head's back. It brought the plant down again, hitting the dirt, and causing a trail of blood to being dripping from his lip.
It was pointless, two points in a matter of seconds, with it being a match to 3. Something in Jerry's eyes began to sting, as tears poured from them. Who was he to think he could stand up against the likes of Second Violent Savior and her companions!? They were the ones who stopped a planet-like orb from falling on their world! They avenged his Great Elder! He was just a weakling...
"Jeeerrrry.... Jeeerrrrry! Jeeeerrrrryy!!"
The voices finally reached his ear-holes, the small warrior's fellows were cheering him on.
That's right! It wasn't for him that he was fighting! Thinking that it was for his own glory, or the honor of his master. It was for them, his friends, his family..... He had to make them proud!
Without realizing it, Jerry pulled himself up to his feet, a renewed strength and vigor coursing through his tiny arms. A mysterious strength filled the fighter's arms, as the muscles felt more powerful, eyes narrowing as he glared at the female who stood before him. It felt like the area was growing dark, the air growing thick, moisture captured as lightning crackled from Jerry's skin. Debris, and rubble, rises with the weight and density of the energy that now flared around his body. Several cracks rips through the air, as light blinded him for moments to accompany these deafening cracks.
Loosing a mighty roar, he threw a mighty fist, with an impossible speed compared to what he had attacked with before! Hitting her directly in the stomach, he felt the punch connect solidly, but her lack of response made Jerry nervous. That grin confirmed it.
A fist connected with the side of his head, as Jerry was knocked askew. Struggling to stay upright, he saw another incoming attack, but she had left herself open in that moment, thinking him out.
Forcing his feet under himself, the fighting wasn't down and out yet! He used the new positioning to swing a mighty uppercut which managed to get the tailed female on the chin!...... Huh, when did his arm turn orange. But there was still that darn smirk!
Feeling another plunge in his abdomen, the female's fist sank into Jerry's muscles, taking his wind from him, though it didn't hurt that much this time. However, Jerry could feel his legs buckle, no longer able to support his weight fully. Things began to go blurry as he began to fall. Jerry thought to himself, 'just fall' 'it'd be so easy' 'they're already cheering you'.....
That's when it hit Jerry once more, though. Them, he was doing it for them!
Reaching out for anything, a lifeline that could keep the fighter up just long enough. He felt a knee hit the ground, one more and it'd be a point!
But something hit Jerry's palm! Closing his grip like a vice, Jerry was able to anchor himself on what HAD to have been his opponent. Hanging from the article of clothing, he didn't have to place as much weight on the knee that was already holding him up, letting the short warrior use this opportunity to get a foot on the ground, before he'd allow it to slip onto a second knee.
Feeling the stability by getting a foot under himself yet again, the plant opened his eyes again to gaze upon his opponent, looking down at him expectantly, seeing only her and his arm that held so tightly. But all he could hear were the calls.
"Jeeerrrryy!! Jeeeerrrrrrryyy! JEEERRRRYYYY!!" Growing louder each moment, he knew he couldn't let them lose again, his rage at himself boiling as his skin began to change again, becoming almost scarlet, as the golden aura that had mysteriously appeared now became a lighter shade of that same color.
Jerry would fight until he couldn't move any more!
Without even getting up from his knelled position, Jerry threw another fist with his unoccupied hand, giving no warning to the opponent, hitting her yet again in the abdomen. Hearing a quick huff of air escape the woman's mouth following, Jerry stood up again before she could respond, meaning to throw another attack before she could get up, only to catch her fist in his face. Stumbling for a moment, as the attack nearly took out his balance completely, the warrior lunged forwards instead, choosing to fall with his punch, ramming both his shoulder and fist into the female.
Though he could feel it, the attack barely moved her. Jerry would have to get out of her reach while he could! Kicking off, the short combatant practically flew as he dashed back! This was a new sensation to him, but as he returned to the ground at the end of the leap, it took a moment of stumbling to reassert his stance, only to not be able to see the tail lady at all now.
"Nothing personal kid." Was the last thing her heard, before several devastating blows were felt to the back of him, like none that had come before, he felt things break, as the warrior, Jerry The Glowing, lost the last leg he had to stand on, his skin returning to its natural color, as the tiny warrior let consciousness slip from him entirely. It was over.
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So yeah, this was the story of Jerry, a perky little guy who gave his all, and managed to put up a surprisingly good fight against Snow's PC. He will be around for quite some time now guys.
The entire village was crowded around Savior's crater, as the excited murmurs floated among the crowd, The Second Violent Savior's First Annual Martial Arts Tournament had been spectacular! The locals had struggled, with the tall dark man dominating his foes.
But here stood Jerry, from dun'del village, having won his tied match through a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors, had gotten to the semi-finals against The Violent Savior's companion! A tall, to him, woman with dark hair and a tail stood before the stalk-eyed being. His arms may have been noodle-like, but his heart was strong, and The Great Elder had taught him the importance of heart before The Mean Blue Guy's beam had pierced his heart.
Jerry was their world's greatest warrior, and he would do his people proud!
As the announcer spoke out, he declared into his ice-cream cone, "And now for the semi-final match! Tall Tail Lady Vs. Jerry!" The sunglasses-clad speaker gesturing broadly, as the crowd cheered and whooped.
"FIGHT!!" The announcer then cried out, bringing his hand down. In the blink of an eye, the alien female charged in, practically flying as her hand came back, before launching forwards in a punch that would rightly take down any member of Jerry's race.
Without thinking, the purple-warrior shot his fist, instinct leading the aim. Jerry had shut his eyes when throwing the punch, not wanting to see the tall female's fist hit his face. But when he felt a hard collision against his fist, Jerry allowed his eyes to crack open, before growing wide in shock.
Tall Tail Lady was sent wide! Jerry's fist had managed to intercept her attack, and put the saiyan off-balance! There was no way! But he had to take his opportunity, seize the opening while it was there!
Charging in with a pair of flailing fists, he tried to attack the female in kind, though it was in vain, as she side-stepped him with ease, causing Jerry to face-plant from an over-balance, tasting the rocky dirt that managed to steal its way into his mouth.
Spitting out the unpleasant dust, Jerry scrambled up to his feet, a point would have been given to the female, as he fell down. But while dwelling on this fact, a sharp pain struck his head's back. It brought the plant down again, hitting the dirt, and causing a trail of blood to being dripping from his lip.
It was pointless, two points in a matter of seconds, with it being a match to 3. Something in Jerry's eyes began to sting, as tears poured from them. Who was he to think he could stand up against the likes of Second Violent Savior and her companions!? They were the ones who stopped a planet-like orb from falling on their world! They avenged his Great Elder! He was just a weakling...
"Jeeerrrry.... Jeeerrrrry! Jeeeerrrrryy!!"
The voices finally reached his ear-holes, the small warrior's fellows were cheering him on.
That's right! It wasn't for him that he was fighting! Thinking that it was for his own glory, or the honor of his master. It was for them, his friends, his family..... He had to make them proud!
Without realizing it, Jerry pulled himself up to his feet, a renewed strength and vigor coursing through his tiny arms. A mysterious strength filled the fighter's arms, as the muscles felt more powerful, eyes narrowing as he glared at the female who stood before him. It felt like the area was growing dark, the air growing thick, moisture captured as lightning crackled from Jerry's skin. Debris, and rubble, rises with the weight and density of the energy that now flared around his body. Several cracks rips through the air, as light blinded him for moments to accompany these deafening cracks.
Loosing a mighty roar, he threw a mighty fist, with an impossible speed compared to what he had attacked with before! Hitting her directly in the stomach, he felt the punch connect solidly, but her lack of response made Jerry nervous. That grin confirmed it.
A fist connected with the side of his head, as Jerry was knocked askew. Struggling to stay upright, he saw another incoming attack, but she had left herself open in that moment, thinking him out.
Forcing his feet under himself, the fighting wasn't down and out yet! He used the new positioning to swing a mighty uppercut which managed to get the tailed female on the chin!...... Huh, when did his arm turn orange. But there was still that darn smirk!
Feeling another plunge in his abdomen, the female's fist sank into Jerry's muscles, taking his wind from him, though it didn't hurt that much this time. However, Jerry could feel his legs buckle, no longer able to support his weight fully. Things began to go blurry as he began to fall. Jerry thought to himself, 'just fall' 'it'd be so easy' 'they're already cheering you'.....
That's when it hit Jerry once more, though. Them, he was doing it for them!
Reaching out for anything, a lifeline that could keep the fighter up just long enough. He felt a knee hit the ground, one more and it'd be a point!
But something hit Jerry's palm! Closing his grip like a vice, Jerry was able to anchor himself on what HAD to have been his opponent. Hanging from the article of clothing, he didn't have to place as much weight on the knee that was already holding him up, letting the short warrior use this opportunity to get a foot on the ground, before he'd allow it to slip onto a second knee.
Feeling the stability by getting a foot under himself yet again, the plant opened his eyes again to gaze upon his opponent, looking down at him expectantly, seeing only her and his arm that held so tightly. But all he could hear were the calls.
"Jeeerrrryy!! Jeeeerrrrrrryyy! JEEERRRRYYYY!!" Growing louder each moment, he knew he couldn't let them lose again, his rage at himself boiling as his skin began to change again, becoming almost scarlet, as the golden aura that had mysteriously appeared now became a lighter shade of that same color.
Jerry would fight until he couldn't move any more!
Without even getting up from his knelled position, Jerry threw another fist with his unoccupied hand, giving no warning to the opponent, hitting her yet again in the abdomen. Hearing a quick huff of air escape the woman's mouth following, Jerry stood up again before she could respond, meaning to throw another attack before she could get up, only to catch her fist in his face. Stumbling for a moment, as the attack nearly took out his balance completely, the warrior lunged forwards instead, choosing to fall with his punch, ramming both his shoulder and fist into the female.
Though he could feel it, the attack barely moved her. Jerry would have to get out of her reach while he could! Kicking off, the short combatant practically flew as he dashed back! This was a new sensation to him, but as he returned to the ground at the end of the leap, it took a moment of stumbling to reassert his stance, only to not be able to see the tail lady at all now.
"Nothing personal kid." Was the last thing her heard, before several devastating blows were felt to the back of him, like none that had come before, he felt things break, as the warrior, Jerry The Glowing, lost the last leg he had to stand on, his skin returning to its natural color, as the tiny warrior let consciousness slip from him entirely. It was over.
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So yeah, this was the story of Jerry, a perky little guy who gave his all, and managed to put up a surprisingly good fight against Snow's PC. He will be around for quite some time now guys.