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Stopping, feeling the blade biting into his back, he just dropped his head and let it hang there for a moment. Was this fool such an idiot he couldn't tell when he was completely outmatched? He probably had a death wish that desperately needed to be granted. Was he even worth exhausting the little energy it would take to kill him? Probably not . . . but at the moment he might be presuaded to waist his time. All this time he was thinking the wounds on his back sealed itself, the skin regrowing as the blood stopped gushing from the wound. Turning around he gave a death glare in Star's direction, "Keep f*cking with me boy . . . and you'll see how outmatched your really are. I'm not like Jake, you f*ck with me . . . you get a free trip to the hospital, or morge, whichever I really feel like sending your a*s too."

Turning back around he took a couple steps before stopping and removed his long overcoat. Looking at it he frowned at the tear that had been made in the middle of the back before shrugging, tossing it over his shoulder.
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Breathing heavily. Star pointed his finger at the man. He shot a lightning bolt from his finger at the man, missing but in front of the man at least 20 human shapes were made from the lightning. The lightning then materialized into pure bone. Human skeletons. The Skeletons either had a bone as a weapon or a sword. Each Skeleton had lightning coursing through it. "I wont know..... unless I try."

Star had finally recovered from the kick. He threw his cloak off and revealed his armor with jointed sword wings and he placed on his helmet. He drew his two remaining swords and declared "Dragon Armor - MK50!"
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"F*cking idiot," the man murmured to himself before taking out the skeleton's Star had created. It was done so easily even with the lightning coarsing through their frames. In seconds he had moved from his resting position a few feet in front of the skeletons to right in the middle of the group. Grabbing hold of their weaponry he yanked one close and slammed his fist into it's skull enough to shatter it; his right leg shattering the leg bone of another. Now holding the bone sword he used it to shatter the rest until they were nothing more than piles of dust. Once he had finished the summons he vanished, appeared in front of Star, and slammed his fingers into the joints of the armor. Pulling back he slammed his other hand into the left arm joint of the armor, piercing Star's shoulders and wrenching the metal to further cause discomfert and pain. Putting his hand to Star's chest he send a wave of energy that internally damaged him, but held his throat to make sure he couldn't be blasted away. Choking him he whispered in his ear before dropping him, "Now do you understand your pathetic attemps are useless? I know easily how to dismantle your summons . . . your armor . . . and anything else you can f8cking think of throwing at me. You aren't [i]worth[/i] my time . . ."

Having let Star go the man turned around and took a step before turning back around. In a swift motion he slammed his foot into Star's chin and then left, leaving the training room.
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[quote name='Jake the Sage' timestamp='1296694360' post='4983580']
Nexev the very way a fight actually continues if someone gets certain auto hits in, this prevents God Modding completely since most people would go "oh I dodged it!" and what not <_<
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[b]Power-Playing[/b] – Probably the worst of them, this means taking control over another character or their actions. Like in the previous example, if Alice is going to throw a tomato at Bob, your post with her shouldn’t involve her throwing it and watching it splatter over Bob’s face, because that’s taking away Bob’s controller’s opportunity to dodge it. A better alternative is to have the tomato leave her hand and fly toward Bob, but not mention hitting him.[/quote]
NOW I'm out >.>

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No wonder people wouldn't like Andx's RP. OUTSIDE the RP section here, Autohitting is often used to advance the fight to a critical situation or to advance the story.

Rule of thumb I use with autohitting: Use only when plot related, or your way outmatched. Autohitting should be regulated to EXTREME cases only. If used frequently, then quit the RP.
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'Errr, right' Broken replied, he rolled his eyes subtley. After that, he clapped his hands together and summoned a megaphone. 'Because I feel like, I will be running an Adaptive Ability class in classroom 4-C. I expect some of you to be there, tis is wholly optional, but hey, gives you something to do anyways' he announced and megaphone vanished back to hammerspace. 'Ciao' he said to Nex and vanished.

Classroom 4-C was quite expansive, the front having an extra long white board with a desk and chair, a feathered quill was resting in an ink pot. On each wall are a line of chairs, with no desks. They both face the opposite wall and a large padded mat in the centre of the room. At the far end were several lockers. Broken appeared at the desk, he was nodding off as he sat on it.
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"Augh!!!!"

A blast rocked the school's foundation as it's headmaster went on a nearly blind rage. Out of all the things that have happened to him this was the most personal blow he had recieved and . . . quite frankly . . . he wasn't taking it too well. He was throwing chair and full blown desks with his daughter standing outside the door to make sure no student would accidentally step inside and get drawn into the violent whirlwind.
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[spoiler=A sample of my work]
Drake was sitting on his lawn. He was breathing heavily and sweat was slowly pouring down his neck and back. He just escaped the most terrifying moment of his life. Just then, a 6' tall man with a light tan walked up to Drake and punched him in the arm. "What was that for Greg?" asked Drake.

"That was for leaving me back there," responded Greg. Greg was sweating heavily as well, but he was also bleeding from the arms and had dried blood on his chin. He then took a deep breath and sat down next to Drake. "Why did you have to tick off the Donkai gang? You know they are going to kill you, right?"

"I know man, I just have to lay low and skip school for a few days." Drake knew that anyone who crossed the Donkai gang would die by being shot in the head and be thrown into the sweeping river just at the edge of town. The Donkai were the Football equivalent to The Hell's Angels, a dangerous and ruthless biker gang.

"I dunno Drake. They'll just come here and kill you while you sleep. They have done it in the past." Greg got up slowly, pulled out a picture of his father and started to cry. "And that person was my dad. I miss him so much!"

Drake gets up and takes him inside. "I know Greg, the whole town misses him."[/spoiler]

More to come when I get to it.
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