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Topic	CYOA: You are Merlin the Muscle Wizard
nikko004 02/11/21 4:52:05 AM #87:	Oh how I missed writing actual fights :D C) Let Him Fight Goldius "How about the two of you spar?" Goldius springs up and tiptoes up to your ear. "Are you daft?! You want me to fight a child?!" He angrily whispers. You smile smugly. "Well, you act like one, do you not? Besides, I advise you stop underestimating your opponents." He huffs up in frustration, then glares at Terry, who is busy staring at his hands in awe of what he had just done. I cant believe it...I really am a Wizard! Terry says with a giant grin. Im not a failure! Boy! Goldius shouts, are you still with us? Terry looks up and blinks. Wuh--oh! Yes! What are we doing next, sir? Sir? Goldius says as he puts down his hood, Thats King to you, boy! His voice echos, ringing with the boom of thunder. He scratches his head. Um...who are you again? Sorry, that sounded really rude. Im Terry Thotter! He walks forward and extends his hand with a smile. Whats your name? Goldius stands with a blank face. I he says with his hand slowly moving forward, ...am your opponent! He yells, grabbing Terrys hand and quickly mumbling a chant. Terry spasms in pain due to lightning surging through his veins, then falls to his knees. Goldius kicks him away. You step forward. Hey, what are you-- Goldius raises his hand. Get up, boy. Ill be doing the lesson now. Terry tries to scuttle away. Wh...whats going on?! You should be honored, boy. You get the privilege of fighting A flash of lightning strikes his hand, forming his staff, ...The Grand Wizard of Lightning, Goldius! He slams his staff on the ground. Now, get up, boy! he says before beginning to chant quietly. Terry shuffles to his feet. A Grand Wizard?! Werent you just a student?!-- Knight-class: Heavenly Smite! A huge streak of lightning crashes right at Terry, who managed to jump away at the last second. Terrys eyes start to water. I dont like this lesson very much! Lesson One. Goldius slowly walks forward as he talks. A Wizard needs two things to thrive. The first He draws a small circle on the soil, quickly scribbling some markings on it, ...is Power! he yells, slamming his staff in the center of the circle. A giant sphere of lightning forms above the staff. Terry tears up. What did I do wrong?! I showed power earlier, didnt I?! I dont doubt your power, boy. But power is useless He slams his staff into the ball, launching it forward, ...without Resolve! The young Wizard tries to shield his face, covered in tears. Come on, boy! Cast a spell! You must have the resolve to face magic head on! His legs start to shake. The ball approaches fast. Goldius sighs. So this is all you are capable of. In the end, youre still a failure. Failure. That one single word pierced Terrys ears like a needle through his head. He has heard it countless times in the past. But hearing it now, after being armed with the knowledge that he was capable of great things this whole time... He peeks through his arms and sees Goldiuss condescending stare. The same eyes as the arrogant prince that belittled him. But looking to the side, Terry meets your gaze. Your eyes that acknowledge he exists. Eyes that have seen what he can do. Your mouth creases a bit; a subtle proud smile. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes to focus on the blue strings around him. Then... Terry bursts out into a scream, sending out a roaring shockwave that blows away the sphere and staggers Goldius back a bit. I refuse to stay like this! Terry adjusts his glasses, keeping his eyes locked against the King. Please dont hold back, Mr. Goldius. Ill show you my resolve! he screams, conjuring flames on his hands. Goldius grins. Thats King to you, boy!! He slams his staff into the circle again, conjuring the giant sphere of lightning. A bead of sweat rolls down his face. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kj5x_7S3DXc The moment the bead hits the ground, the King dashes forward. Terry shoots one fireball at the ground to launch himself into the air, then aims the other downwards with his other hand. Goldius whips the sphere of lightning in reply. He uses the momentum of that whip and his running to slide forward, spinning around to draw a large circle around him with the tip of his staff. He continues that motion into another spin, drawing symbols on the edge of the circle at breakneck speed. The sphere of lightning erases Terrys fireball and fast approaches him, but he blasts flames forward to propel him back, barely dodging the sphere. He then shoots another blast through his feet to launch himself down towards Goldius. But the King finishes drawing the last symbol and slams his staff into the center. With a flash, his staff erupts and forms a colossal hammer made of lightning. Goldius screams as he swings it at Terry with full force. The young Wizard is struck with fear once again. Hes only seen a spell like this in the upper echelons of his books. One of the few spells able to fell a dragon. At this rate, hes bound to meet the same fate as one. He briefly shifts his gaze to meet Goldiuss eyes once more, who has noticed his fear. In them, Terry still sees a very regal ego that thinks this fight is decided. He still sees the face of the Prince of Fire. And in the back of his head, he thinks back to your face, who had once told him exactly what to do to that very Prince. Terry balls up his hand and covers his entire body in fire, blasting flames behind him that ramp up in intensity to the point of turning blue. His speed erupts to the point of breaking the sound barrier, zipping past where the head of the hammer wouldve hit him. The arrogant look on Goldius quickly turns to wide-eyed fear. The only thing on his eyes is the growing silhouette of fire. FIST!!! Terry belts out with all his lungs, crashing his punch right into the Kings face with the intensity of a thousand suns. Goldius barrels backwards like a tumbleweed. However, Terry exhausted himself too much and couldnt break his momentum, causing him to also barrel down the ground. You catch both of them, yanking them by their robes. Normally, youd be pissed that Goldius almost killed the boy. But the only thing on your face is giddiness. Hahaha! Yes!!! Splendid! THIS is what a Wizard Battle should be! You turn to Terry. That was an excellent display of Wizardry-- No response. Hes passed out from exhaustion. Looking at the King, hes also unconscious after taking an attack like that. You proudly shrug and gently lay both of them on the ground. Now for the next problem: how is Terry to fight Firebong in this state, with their next class fast approaching? A) Pretend to be Terry B) Wear a paper bag and maneuver Terry like a puppet, somehow convincing everyone you are not there C) Firebong can go fuck himself; Find the dorms and get Terry to his bed, and also letting Goldius rest --- How to open a door, Step one: https://imgur.com/EWKRS <cite>nikko004 posted [p:950516174] in CYOA: You ... [t:79258066]...</cite> <quote>Oh how I missed writing actual fights :D C) Let Him Fight Goldius "How about the two of you spar?" Goldius springs up and tiptoes up to your ear. "Are you daft?! You want me to fight a child?!" He angrily whispers. You smile smugly. "Well, you act like one, do you not? Besides, I advise you stop underestimating your opponents." He huffs up in frustration, then glares at Terry, who is busy staring at his hands in awe of what he had just done. I cant believe it...I really am a Wizard! Terry says with a giant grin. Im not a failure! Boy! Goldius shouts, are you still with us? Terry looks up and blinks. Wuh--oh! Yes! What are we doing next, sir? Sir? Goldius says as he puts down his hood, Thats King to you, boy! His voice echos, ringing with the boom of thunder. He scratches his head. Um...who are you again? Sorry, that sounded really rude. Im Terry Thotter! He walks forward and extends his hand with a smile. Whats your name? Goldius stands with a blank face. I he says with his hand slowly moving forward, ...am your opponent! He yells, grabbing Terrys hand and quickly mumbling a chant. Terry spasms in pain due to lightning surging through his veins, then falls to his knees. Goldius kicks him away. You step forward. Hey, what are you-- Goldius raises his hand. Get up, boy. Ill be doing the lesson now. Terry tries to scuttle away. Wh...whats going on?! You should be honored, boy. You get the privilege of fighting A flash of lightning strikes his hand, forming his staff, ...The Grand Wizard of Lightning, Goldius! He slams his staff on the ground. Now, get up, boy! he says before beginning to chant quietly. Terry shuffles to his feet. A Grand Wizard?! Werent you just a student?!-- Knight-class: Heavenly Smite! A huge streak of lightning crashes right at Terry, who managed to jump away at the last second. Terrys eyes start to water. I dont like this lesson very much! Lesson One. Goldius slowly walks forward as he talks. A Wizard needs two things to thrive. The first He draws a small circle on the soil, quickly scribbling some markings on it, ...is Power! he yells, slamming his staff in the center of the circle. A giant sphere of lightning forms above the staff. Terry tears up. What did I do wrong?! I showed power earlier, didnt I?! I dont doubt your power, boy. But power is useless He slams his staff into the ball, launching it forward, ...without Resolve! The young Wizard tries to shield his face, covered in tears. Come on, boy! Cast a spell! You must have the resolve to face magic head on! His legs start to shake. The ball approaches fast. Goldius sighs. So this is all you are capable of. In the end, youre still a failure. Failure. That one single word pierced Terrys ears like a needle through his head. He has heard it countless times in the past. But hearing it now, after being armed with the knowledge that he was capable of great things this whole time... He peeks through his arms and sees Goldiuss condescending stare. The same eyes as the arrogant prince that belittled him. But looking to the side, Terry meets your gaze. Your eyes that acknowledge he exists. Eyes that have seen what he can do. Your mouth creases a bit; a subtle proud smile. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes to focus on the blue strings around him. Then... Terry bursts out into a scream, sending out a roaring shockwave that blows away the sphere and staggers Goldius back a bit. I refuse to stay like this! Terry adjusts his glasses, keeping his eyes locked against the King. Please dont hold back, Mr. Goldius. Ill show you my resolve! he screams, conjuring flames on his hands. Goldius grins. Thats King to you, boy!! He slams his staff into the circle again, conjuring the giant sphere of lightning. A bead of sweat rolls down his face. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kj5x_7S3DXc The moment the bead hits the ground, the King dashes forward. Terry shoots one fireball at the ground to launch himself into the air, then aims the other downwards with his other hand. Goldius whips the sphere of lightning in reply. He uses the momentum of that whip and his running to slide forward, spinning around to draw a large circle around him with the tip of his staff. He continues that motion into another spin, drawing symbols on the edge of the circle at breakneck speed. The sphere of lightning erases Terrys fireball and fast approaches him, but he blasts flames forward to propel him back, barely dodging the sphere. He then shoots another blast through his feet to launch himself down towards Goldius. But the King finishes drawing the last symbol and slams his staff into the center. With a flash, his staff erupts and forms a colossal hammer made of lightning. Goldius screams as he swings it at Terry with full force. The young Wizard is struck with fear once again. Hes only seen a spell like this in the upper echelons of his books. One of the few spells able to fell a dragon. At this rate, hes bound to meet the same fate as one. He briefly shifts his gaze to meet Goldiuss eyes once more, who has noticed his fear. In them, Terry still sees a very regal ego that thinks this fight is decided. He still sees the face of the Prince of Fire. And in the back of his head, he thinks back to your face, who had once told him exactly what to do to that very Prince. Terry balls up his hand and covers his entire body in fire, blasting flames behind him that ramp up in intensity to the point of turning blue. His speed erupts to the point of breaking the sound barrier, zipping past where the head of the hammer wouldve hit him. The arrogant look on Goldius quickly turns to wide-eyed fear. The only thing on his eyes is the growing silhouette of fire. FIST!!! Terry belts out with all his lungs, crashing his punch right into the Kings face with the intensity of a thousand suns. Goldius barrels backwards like a tumbleweed. However, Terry exhausted himself too much and couldnt break his momentum, causing him to also barrel down the ground. You catch both of them, yanking them by their robes. Normally, youd be pissed that Goldius almost killed the boy. But the only thing on your face is giddiness. Hahaha! Yes!!! Splendid! THIS is what a Wizard Battle should be! You turn to Terry. That was an excellent display of Wizardry-- No response. Hes passed out from exhaustion. Looking at the King, hes also unconscious after taking an attack like that. You proudly shrug and gently lay both of them on the ground. Now for the next problem: how is Terry to fight Firebong in this state, with their next class fast approaching? A) Pretend to be Terry B) Wear a paper bag and maneuver Terry like a puppet, somehow convincing everyone you are not there C) Firebong can go fuck himself; Find the dorms and get Terry to his bed, and also letting Goldius rest --- How to open a door, Step one: https://imgur.com/EWKRS</quote> ... Copied to Clipboard!
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