Weapon Creation Request said:
Imhotep
Weapon Type: Athletic tape wrapped around the weilder's hands/elbows and feet/knees
Weapon Damage Type: Unarmed (suppression chance)
Bonuses:+2 Accuracy/ -10% Damage
Augments: Steady
"Named after the famous mummy, the moniker actually means 'He who comes in peace.' Quite ironic, if you ask me."
Requesting
Unarmed - Physical Style
[spoilername="Ability Request RP"]Ken breathed in and out slowly, controlling his heart rate. He stared daggers at his wooden sparring dummy opponent, confident that this time he would get it right. He stood for a moment in a sort of boxer's stance, left side turned slightly toward his opponent and hands up to guard his face. After a moment of silent contemplation he struck, sending the dummy reeling with a powerful right hook. He sidestepped the dummy's counterattack, moving like water to avoid it's swinging arm. The boy followed up immediately with a series of strikes to the dummy's vitals, designed to incapacitate. The dummy's response was dodged by a graceful back flip, and upon landing the boy began stepping left to right as if dancing. Almost as if a flip was switched he suddenly began to sway back and forth erratically. His movements were unpredictable, and when he did lash out with a kick it was as if it came out of nowhere. This final kick sent the dummy's wooden arm spinning around with incredible speed. Rather than dodge this one, however, Ken dug in his heels and brought his arms up, stopping the attack cold. The boy sighed and smiled, standing up fully and stretching his arms over his head. It had taken him forever, but he finally felt comfortable with his hand to hand combat. Now that he had a good mastery of a number of styles, he would be able to adapt to any situation.[/spoilername]
Requesting
Defensive Technique
[spoilername="Ability Request RP"]Ken took a break from his dummy training, deciding to watch some other martial artists train against the wooden adversaries. One fighter in particular caught his eye: a young boy probably a few years older than Ken himself, struggling to fight his dummy. The boy's strikes were powerful and well aimed, but with each hit the dummy's wooden arms would swing around and strike the boy back. He seemed to be trying to keep an eye on where the next hit would come from, but he just couldn't anticipate the dummy's movements. Ken cringed as a particularly hard hit doubled the poor boy over, and decided to see if he could offer his assistance.
"Hey, need a hand?" Ken asked, approaching the the young martial artist.
The fighter looked at Ken and sighed, frustrated.
"I can't block and attack at the same time," he complained, thoroughly annoyed at the wooden equipment,
"it's impossible!"
Ken smiled and turned to face the combat dummy.
"Here, maybe I can give you a few pointers." The 2 spent a few hours working on their defense, Ken teaching the other boy what he knew and even learning a few things himself. They both came away from the training session stronger than they had been before.[/spoilername]
