[PRP] Heeerreeees Rochy! (Roch, Jason)[FIN]

[Ice Queen]

It had healed his--but it was supposed to beat the living crap out of the hunter. Roch gritted his teeth, bringing up his guitar like a baseball bat and letting swing--only to curse as he missed. Just as the hunter hadn't gotten close enough to do damage to him, he wasn't close enough to do damage to the hunter.

Dammit.

HP: 34/50
DMG: 0
FEAR: Y3 battle cry, Y2 Chill, Y1 swift strikes

poke mattix

 

[poke mattix]

As Roch swung his weapon, Jason held his up and side stepped, parrying the reapers attack. He then stepped in, throwing all his weight into stabbing the blade straight at Roch's heart, surprised at his own strength.



HP: 21
Damage: 10
Charge: 3/3 1/2 used

Ice Queen

 

[Ice Queen]

It hit his FEAR shield, making Roch jump back. The hunter was tough, he'd give him that. It didn't help that his jackn' FEAR had failed, he thought with self disgust. He needed to focus. And he needed to do something he didn't much like doing.

The punk boil undid one end of the guitar strap, then started swinging it in a circle over his head, building up the momentum. The swing was barely starting, but it nicked the sword wielder, nonetheless.

HP: 24/50
DMG: 1
FEAR: Y3 battle cry, Y2 Chill, Y1 swift strikes  

[poke mattix]

While his opponent was doing..something with his guitar, Jason was preparing his own attack. His blade glowed again, color changing to a deep black as he preparing to swing his sword. However, he realized too late what the reaper was doing, and his sword was pushed out of the way, the black needles hitting the warm harmlessly.

Cursing, he stepped back feeling sick, now that he had just wasted his last charged attack.

HP: 20
Damage: 10
Charge: 2/2 used
Effect Swift strikes (miss)

Ice Queen

 

[Ice Queen]

The guitar kept swinging, getting faster and faster. It glinted in the light, but somehow, the evil grin on Roch's face seemed to glint as well. The guitar caught the hunter again, slicing at the FEAR shield, but still kept spinning. Faster, faster, it was like a gigantic fan now.

HP: 24/50
DMG: 4
FEAR: Y3 battle cry, Y2 Chill, Y1 swift strikes

poke mattix

 

[poke mattix]

Dammit, now it was even harder to get near the reaper. Jason tried to step closer, managing to nick him with his sword, but was forced backwards when the guitar sliced through his fear shield.

Cautiously, Jason kept backtracking not wanting to get close.

HP: 16
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/2 used

Ice Queen

 

[Ice Queen]

The distance was a good thing, Roch figured. They were both short distance fighters, but with this move he changed to a mid-range. That kept the sword at bay, somewhat, and increased his attack, plus the speed of the rotation--

Oh who was he kidding? He just wanted to slice the jacker's head off.

Almost prompted by that thought the sharp edge of the guitar's body sliced heavily through the hunter's FEAR shield, slicing across his chest.

HP: 21/50
DMG: 10
FEAR: Y3 battle cry, Y2 Chill, Y1 swift strikes

poke mattix

 

[poke mattix]

Whelp, Jason was pretty much screwed, or at least he thought so when his back hit the wall and he had no ground to retreat on. He then cried out, crouching over with one hand covering his stomach where the guitar had sliced across. It was a light cut, but it just showed how weak his shield was.

In a lame attempt to shoo the reaper away, he swung his sword with one hand, the swing a little off balanced. Gritting his teeth he looked at the reaper, fear evident in his eyes.

HP: 6
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/2 used

Ice Queen

 

[Ice Queen]

"Now, hunter boil," Roch said, "It's time for you to die." The guitar kept racing around, a blur of red and silver. The punk reaper truly seemed like an angel of death at this moment. Then he lashed out, hitting the FEAR shield and shattering it into pieces. The guitar hit flesh this time.

HP: 18/50
DMG: 7
FEAR: Y3 battle cry, Y2 Chill, Y1 swift strikes

poke mattix

I suggest he use his pendant and get the hell outta there, hun<33 Thanks for the rp!!

 

[poke mattix]

There was a cry of surprise mingled with pain. The guitar had not only destroyed the shield, but it had slammed into his shoulder. It was gonna bruise, for sure.

Zanthvos shouted, all pretense of fun gone out of his voice.

The hunters hands shook as she searched his coat for the illusive item, watching with horror the advancing reaper and his words made it all worse. Finally his hands clasped over the pendant, and with a flash, he was gone.

HP: -1

Ice Queen

You're very welcome! <33 Dat was fun BD