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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 6, 2016 21:52:27 GMT -5
"H-Hey...!" For a brief moment, Roman's voice cracked and lost its theatrical vigor. He repeatedly tried to sidestep Frisk as the human pet his fur and ruffled his ears, finding it difficult to move to a clear vantage point where he could attack again without risking hitting Frisk somewhere vital. It was hard to tell, but it was quite possible there was a blush beneath Roman's fluffy coat.
"D-Don't- Don't underestimate me!" Roman shakily warned them. "Had we met in the Underground before I knew your stance, I would not be holding back!" He hastily gathered up his ice magic and released a barrage of ice bullets again.
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*ROMAN tries to keep his cool. "Tries" being the operative word.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 15, 2016 16:11:17 GMT -5
Okay! This definitely seemed to be working~! Roman appeared to be losing his cool little by little. Give it a little time and Frisk would be capable of seeing just what kind of character Roman really was. Okay! Back to the fight! Frisk easily twirled around several bullets, as if dancing to Roman's battle theme, smiling and looking so confident and self-assured.
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
-> ACT
ITEM
MERCY
CHECK
PET
-> TALK
JOKE
COMPLIMENT
TAUNT
*You decide to ask Roman a few questions*
"I have to ask Roman! And let's be real here for a second!" Frisk looked almost casual as they asked. "Why do you want to be this big bad tough warrior anyway? You don't live underground anymore, and there isn't really a Royal Guard anymore. So why exactly?" This question made sense really.
When the Royal Guard was disbanded to some extent after leaving to the Surface, it left Undyne with a significant lack of things to do, outside of exercising out of leisure and watching more anime with Alphys. More then once, Frisk had caught Undyne bemoaning that the Royal Guards were gone and that she felt like she had lost a part of her identity from that.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 15, 2016 17:07:15 GMT -5
Roman smirked a little. An interesting question, no doubt, with a relatively simple answer.
"I will admit to lamenting the disbandment of the Royal Guard. In my youth, I had aspired to join their ranks." Roman paced around the room, circling Frisk, clearly up to something. "But I'm sure you can attest to this... There will always be dangers over the horizon, whether they be human, monster, or threats of unknown origin. And now, with no Royal Guard, someone has to be there to protect the innocent, and someday soon, that someone will be me! When the time comes, with my newfound skills, I... the Mighty Roman... will become the hero that monsters will need when they least expect!"
Pale blue mist gathered in his paws again.
"For example..."
This time, when Roman raised his paws, the raw mist spread out and filled the lab with its pale blue shimmer. When it finally cleared, everything felt a whole lot colder. So cold that Frisk would find it difficult to move, as if their body had almost completely been frozen in place. Almost. They were certainly stiffer, but they could still move, and otherwise, the change in color did very little.
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*You're slightly paler now.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 15, 2016 23:44:35 GMT -5
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Frisk found themself frozen slightly stiff all of a sudden, matching in feeling to that of Papyrus' past attacks. However rather then turning his soul blue, it just seemed to freeze it over slightly. Frisk, in turn, stiffened up, looking incapable of moving properly. Frisk had to admit, this had caught them somewhat off guard. Even moving the soul around the options felt stiff and tough.... Frisk decided to take a moment to experiment with their movements in soul form as they moved about the options. The movement was unbearably stiff and rigid, but Frisk could make due. FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
-> ACT
ITEM
MERCY
CHECK
PET
-> TALK
JOKE
COMPLIMENT
TAUNT
*OOOOOH WHAT THE??? You start asking even more questions.*"What in the worldd?  " Frisk has to take a second to hop around, getting used to the movement. "What did you just do?? I feel chilly and kinda locked up..!" Even worse, it felt like the cold air had only just reinforced the sinuses. They could feel their nose itching, just prepping up for a massive messy sneeze. |
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 15, 2016 23:54:57 GMT -5
"Ah-oo-hoo-hoo! What do you think?" Roman seemed proud of his technique, albeit in a childish way, like a little kid trying to show his parents his accomplishment. "I could have used this spell's full effect to weaken you with every move you make..."
That was a lie. Roman had not yet mastered this spell. This really was the best he could do.
"...but because this is a fair fight, I opted only to slow you down. Now let's really see what that determination can do!"
Once again, Roman threw a series of icicles at Frisk, this time keeping them relatively focused in one direction.
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*ROMAN howls with childish laughter.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 16, 2016 0:36:06 GMT -5
In many, MANY cases, Frisk would've seen this situation and immediately recognized trouble. With their stiffened movements, dodging was no longer quite as fluid as it was before... However either Roman was taking that into account or he was too inexperienced to understand the term 'follow-through'. With a few simple bounces, they found the attacks were relatively simple to evade...
Even more then that, Frisk could tell that Roman was not being truthful in the slightest about the spell. This was about the best he could really do. Sure it was impressive to SOME DEGREE, but it was still not a fully developed art.
.... So... This kid wanted Frisk to treat him like a warrior huh?
Alright then.
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
-> ACT
ITEM
MERCY
CHECK
PET
TALK
JOKE
COMPLIMENT
-> TAUNT
*You start teasing this overly excitable wolf pup. Time to lay down the snark!*
"Mmmmm... Not bad." Roman inflated a bit at this no doubt.
"... I've seen better though."
.... Wut.
"Yeah, I still remember my fight with Undyne. She was fully capable of freezing me in place completely, and even giving me a shield! It was some really cool stuff! Oh and I still remember when Papyrus turned my soul blue and forced me to learn how to jump even HIGHER just to make it to the next area! Those were some really impressive attacks!" The child smiled a bit. "Heck, I've even seen another monster use something similar to this before. Her name's Muffet and she did it by sticking me to a spiders web~."
The child would've shrugged if they had the capacity. "You say you wanna be a great hero? Well sure the dream sounds good on paper, but you have a LONG way to go.... In fact... I wonder if you're even aware of HOW long." As Frisk talked, it was apparent he was moving about, trying to warm up his soul and regain more free movement.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 16, 2016 9:24:52 GMT -5
Roman's eyes and ears shot up, a look of childish anger on his face. He hastily shook it off and spat out, "W-Well of... course I have a way to go! I am still but a hero in the making. S-Still, I... a-appreciate the... constructive criticism...!"
It was clear from the cracks in his voice that he was trying his hardest not to throw a tantrum.
"But mark my words! Once my skills have been honed to their full potential, all will tremble before the Mighty Roman!"
In a series of swings, Roman unleashed another swarm of ice bullets, quickly repeating the process to completely surround Frisk. Despite the increased number of bullets, they seemed even more erratic and disjointed than before.
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*ROMAN is trying really hard to stay composed.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 16, 2016 15:41:29 GMT -5
That's right, throw him off balance, then make it clear that him getting a hit in was something he'd have to work really hard for.
Something Frisk took notice of a great deal during the fight was that, largely, the most noteworthy thing about Roman was his childish Ego. It reminded Frisk a lot of themself back in the day when they learned how to weaponize determination and use it as a means of dodging anything that came their way. It was a thing that the two had in common, a kind of egotism that came out of having a power and still learning it's full extent.
But that was the difference between Frisk and Roman.
Frisk's power had already proven to be limitless.
Frisk smiled at the disjointed attacks. Well if side to side dodges weren't going to work and everything else was going to be stiff movement...
CLICK CLICK WHOOSH Frisk's red heart showed.
Then it was time to open themself up a bit more.
Frisk jumped into the air, spinning about and dodging a number of icicles. Even more followed as Frisk landed, leading to frisk hopping from side to side, tilting their head back and forth. Then when an entire row of icicles launched out at them like a wall, Frisk jumped up...
and up...
And up...
AND UP...
And the child landed on the CIELING FIXTURE, the ice wall missing entirely.
*YOU ARE FILLED WITH DETERMINATION
IT FILLS YOUR SOUL AND SLOWLY WARMS YOU*
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
-> ACT
ITEM
MERCY
CHECK
PET
TALK
JOKE
-> COMPLIMENT
TAUNT
*Rub it in some more time!*
"Mmmm... Better." Frisk said, feeling slowly returning to them, even with the soul pale, the red glow was very prominent. "But I dunno, it feels like you put a lot of faith into freezing me in place and hoping that'll slow me down enough to actually get in a good hit." Frisk smiled a bit, confidence building again. "Like I said before, you have a long way to go before you're up to snuff with Undyne or the other Royal Guardsmen."
The child smiled a bit.
*And you deliver a solid point you hope.*
"It's great you have confidence. But there is such a thing as having too much confidence in your abilities. Confidence is easy. Being ready isn't. Take it from someone who knows."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 16, 2016 20:30:49 GMT -5
"Sh-Shut up!" Roman shouted before growling at himself, fumbling to recover the theatrical grandeur in his voice. "I am ready! Once my training is complete, my skills will be unmatched! I'LL BE THE BEST THERE IS! YOU'LL SEE!"
By this point, it was clear that Roman wasn't trying to hold in his tantrum anymore. Once he had more icicles ready to throw, he leaped into the air and threw them down at Frisk with all his might, with little regard for direction or the human's safety, letting out a whiny grunt with each swing.
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*ROMAN came out here to have a good time and is honestly feeling so attacked right now.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 16, 2016 22:08:59 GMT -5
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH NO.
SHINKSHINKSHINKSHINKSHINKSHINKSHINK!!!!!
Frisk was now all but hopping about desperately, doing everything in their power to stay out of the way of the attacks incoming. The ice was basically going everywhere, showing no sign of Roman showing potential restraint some time in the near future. In fact it looked like Frisk's reality checks were just making the wolf cub even angrier. They had shown this cub mercy at every potential means, but it didn't look like simple acting or items were doing much of anything. What could possibly done by now that could work-?
Frisk's hopping caused them to trip over one of the tables in Alphys' lab, "Oof!!!!" Looking up, Frisk went wide eyed as the now flipped over table served as his new shield. The table slowly turned into a slab of ice as the child's mind raced. Think, think think what haven't they tried yet-?
..... Frisk's eyes landed on something that fluttered down from the table in a big collection not that far from where the child sat.
...... The child's eyes flashed in realization.
*YOU ARE FILLED WITH DETERMINATION*
WHOOOOOSH!! "HHNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG-AAAGH!!!!!" Frisk FINALLY freed their arms and legs, the soul flashing bright red once more.
Immediately after, Frisk jumped and quickly collected all of the papers.
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
ACT
-> ITEM
MERCY
*You start bunching up the papers into a book like collection and start grouping them together. You just need the whole thing....*
Frisk seemed to stop paying Roman any mind as they went to work.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 16, 2016 22:38:33 GMT -5
Having not accounted for how much forward motion he had put into his leap, Roman landed feet-first atop Alphys's work desk, shaking up the various items staked atop it and causing the little blue orb to fall off and roll across the floor. When he looked up, Roman found Frisk scrambling about on the floor, not even making an attempt to counteract.
...Was that it?! Was Frisk just ignoring him now?! He wasn't done yet!
"Human! It's your turn!"
He jumped down from the desk, impatiently preparing another attack.
"I am a wolf of honor! I've had my turn! I eagerly await your response!"
When he still received no reaction, having waited a grueling three seconds for one, Roman sent a slow, half-hearted swarm of ice bullets Frisk's way as if merely as a warning, punctuated by a cry of "C'moooooooooon!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 16, 2016 22:52:42 GMT -5
Frisk looked up from their work when they heard Roman from behind. The half-hearted attack did not take much effort to dodge, with Frisk jumping up and down a few times moving from left to right-...
What Roman missed however was that, Frisk was now collecting pieces of paper out of the air, quickly joining them in the bunch they were collecting. Though the child had to admit, listening to Roman's whining was somewhat amusing. Even somewhat cute. It rather reminded Frisk of some younger humans that were all too eager to befriend Frisk, the Ambassador of all monsters. Those children that would've given their right hand to have such a pleasure.
If only some of them knew that they didn't have to try too hard.
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
FIGHT
ACT
-> ITEM
MERCY
*... I SEE WHAT YOU'RE DOING NOW! You bunch up the paper all the more and create one whole newspaper! Now time to roll it up!*
Frisk continues to ignore Roman as they start rolling the paper up...
Though they couldn't help but turn to Roman and stick out their tongue playfully.
*AND NOW YOU MOCK THEM SOME MORE? DANG KID YOUR ASS IS PUSHIN' IT.*
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 16, 2016 23:01:13 GMT -5
"RRRGGGGGGHHH...! I've waited this long to witness your skills, human, but my patience is wearing thin!" shouted Roman, Captain of the Royal Obvious. "You've done well to evade my attacks, but dodging me will solve nothing! I will not stop until we have proven each other's worth! Now show me what you are capable of!"
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*ROMAN awaits your response.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Mar 19, 2016 23:38:03 GMT -5
Frisk had finished rolling up the newspaper and was quick to equip it to themself, hiding the new weapon behind their back. "Okay okay, sorry~. I just needed to steel myself for the first blow. Okay! I'm ready now!" Frisk smiled somewhat as they prepared for what would, hopefully, be the absolute final move in this entire fight. Now they just needed to gauge this next move...
FRISK
LVL 1
HP 20
-> FIGHT
ACT
ITEM
MERCY
The choice likely GREATLY caught Captor's attention-... AS DID THE GAUGE THAT GAUGED UP HOW MUCH DAMAGE THIS WOULD CAUSE. Well okay Frisk would purposefully hit it low- AND NOT DEAD CENTER LIKE THEY JUST DID-!!!!!
Whoosh....
WHAP!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .............
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Roman, after a moment, took a second to rub his nose.
Frisk, meanwhile, was holding a rolled up newspaper. "Bad puppy." Roman growled angrily, prompting Frisk to lightly pap him on the nose. "No. No more fighting." The wolf cub was SO TEMPTED TO FIRE OFF ICE OR EVEN BITE-pap! "NO BITING. NO. BAD WOLF CUB. WE DON'T BITE. THAT'S RUDE."
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"Now Siiiiiiit..." He said pointing to the ground. ..... There was a grumble from Roman as he rebelliously remained standing. "Siiiiit. I'm going too count to three now. 1... 2.... ............ Don't make me say three."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Mar 20, 2016 0:00:25 GMT -5
......Okay, that was unexpected.
Roman stared at his muzzle in confusion, eyes wide, ears folded back. The hit from the newspaper hadn't even dealt any damage. Just a light nudge to the nose. The only thing that had really taken a hit was his dignity. Here he was, trying to have an honorable test of skill and wit, and Frisk was treating him like a dog.
Any attempts to kick-start his turn, whether it be gathering up his magic again or even moving in for a melee strike, were cut short by more whaps from Frisk's newspaper. Roman could only snarl in frustration, properly angered and humiliated. How was it that Frisk had evaded him so easily and yet was so obviously not taking this fight seriously?! It almost made Roman feel like he had hunted the child down for nothing! ...Almost.
Oh great, now they were trying to make him sit. Fantastic. With incoherent mutters and a stubborn refusal to obey, Roman decided with much irritation that this wasn't going anywhere. Frisk was good, he'd give them that, but this fight was not going about the way he had hoped. Plus, honestly, he was getting tired. That freezing spell was hard!
"VERY... WELL... human..." Roman cut Frisk off, barking at first but quickly calming down. He folded his arms and continued with whatever shreds of dignity he had left, "You have... proven yourself to be a skilled opponent, as I am certain that I have proven to you. We are clearly on an even playing field, my friend. Therefore I, the Mighty Roman, elect to grant you pity. If you are satisfied, we may end this duel on mutual terms."
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*ROMAN is sparing you.
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" Frisk has to take a second to hop around, getting used to the movement. "What did you just do?? I feel chilly and kinda locked up..!" Even worse, it felt like the cold air had only just reinforced the sinuses. They could feel their nose itching, just prepping up for a massive messy sneeze.