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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:21:56 GMT -5
I have to summon all my focus at once...just like I had to concentrate all my energy into a single instantaneous blast in order to learn the lightening element....It's essentially the same concept but a different method. Lightening required energy and this takes focus.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:25:06 GMT -5
The block continued to fall, but Malachi wouldn't allow it to hit the ground. Time to throw down the gauntlet. Telekinetic gatling. I'll push myself to the limit. I might fall unconscious after this...haha....
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Post by Hyede on Oct 24, 2009 21:25:09 GMT -5
Still holding his ground and controlling his breathing as best he could between shots to his torso, Hyede endured the Changeling’s bombardment and actually started to grin at him. His chest was decidedly thicker then anywhere else and was thus the best defended part of his anatomy, thereby producing the least effect.
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Post by Heater on Oct 24, 2009 21:30:04 GMT -5
Heater growled. Then, suddenly, he smirked. A fireball appeared in his right hand, then, he thrusted the fireball at Hyede's chest.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:32:02 GMT -5
Malachi thrust both hands forward, palms open and wrists touching, and he began to unleash a barrage of telekinetic blasts the likes of which would make most psychic warriors crumple to their knees.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:33:23 GMT -5
The comet shaped blasts of mental force came in sizes ranging from baseballs to golf balls to basketballs. They weren't in a consistent line, either. They were unleashed in every direction in front of Malachi.
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Post by Hyede on Oct 24, 2009 21:33:42 GMT -5
“Errr!... Getting frustrated?” Hyede teased, knowing it would fire Heater up. He took a step back from the impact and his skin was dirtied with a blast pattern of soot but no actual damage had been done to the young man’s chest other then a burning sensation. He continued to hold his arms out to the side, remaining open to what heater threw at him.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:34:45 GMT -5
Blast after blast struck the poor chunk of wood. As it was tossed into and out of the path of numerous blasts by all their brethren. It was like a gigantic game of ping-pong between projectiles.
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Post by Heater on Oct 24, 2009 21:35:47 GMT -5
Heater growled. Suddenly, he leaped back, and, with both palms open, began to send two streams of fire at Hyede's chest.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:37:11 GMT -5
By the time Malachi realized that the block of wood was no longer in existence among his hail of blasts he was feeling the mental strain of swiftly focusing and releasing his focus like that in rapid succession. It was giving him a mean headache.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:38:37 GMT -5
Hopefully I'll get more accustomed to it like I have with my other psychic abilities. Still...I need to practice it a bit more to be sure it's ready for battle use. I'm still not sure what effect they will have on the mind of the person they hit.
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Post by Hyede on Oct 24, 2009 21:39:32 GMT -5
“Ah! Hot hot hot hot!” Hyede yelped in discomfort. While his body was not actually being damaged due to his enormous fortitude, the temperature change was still quite dramatic and prompted the outburst. He was also slightly concerned that not only might his pant ignite but perhaps the lawn as well.
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Post by Heater on Oct 24, 2009 21:40:59 GMT -5
Heater chuckled. "You still in a teasing mood, Hyede? Or, have you had enough fire, for one day?"
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:41:14 GMT -5
Malachi pulled both arms back so that his palms still pointed in front of him, but his elbows were bent at slightly more than a ninety degree angle. He thrust one arm forward at a time, trying to maximize the size and power of the individual blasts.
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Post by Chou Malachi on Oct 24, 2009 21:42:00 GMT -5
The moment the initial blast left his right palm he immediately jerked that arm back into firing position as he shoved the other one forward to launch blast number two.
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