05-02-2018, 08:30 PM
<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Noto+Serif|Shadows+Into+Light' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'> <style type="text/css"> .klaudius2_container { position: relative; z-index: 1; background-color: #020005; width: 500px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .klaudius2_container p { margin: 0; } .klaudius2_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 500px; border-top: none; } .klaudius2_text { position: relative; z-index: 6; width: 480px; } .klaudius2_message { position: relative; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify; color: #ffecfd; padding: 30px 30px 10px; } .klaudius2_name { position: absolute; z-index: 6; text-align: left; font: 20px 'Noto Serif', sans-serif; color: #7d2a9c; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 5px; padding-top: 290px; padding-left: 10px; } .klaudius2_quote { position: absolute; z-index: 6; text-align: left; color: #ffd7fd; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; padding-top: 320px; padding-left: 10px; } </style> <center> <div class="klaudius2_container"> <div class="klaudius2_text"> <p class="klaudius2_message">Battle was wearing on him. The injury of his external abdominal oblique muscles was hindering his range of motion. All the exertion of constant movement was causing sweat to soak his lavender hide nearly the deep purple of his birth color. His mangled wing hung lower at his right side. The very tips of his feathers dragging amongst the dirt below him. It was a sad sight to behold of the stallion who held himself so regally. He had a point to prove though. No one messes with his family, especially his princess...
In a feeble attempt to dodge his attack, the clown kicks up at him. Hooves aim at his jaw, but he stands too tall. There is a tinge sound as hooves clip the metal plates along his breast. Still, he had been too close and the strength behind the kick is minimal at best at such a pace. As he chases down the black stag, his aim is true. Blood stains the iron spear on his headset. A victory, however small. He is pleased to see it causes Morty to slow. Finally. The armor along him was growing heavier by the second. His wing hurt and sides ached, so with his pride intact, he slows. Waiting for his opponent to do the same and turn to face him. Much to his surprise, Morty turns but begins circling around his now still body. His eyes focus of the clowns movements and waits...
Its not long before he is being charged. A foolish move at a horse with body armor and spikes protruding from his skull. From a stand still, his rear swings to the opposite side that Morty approaches from. Allowing him to face Morty head on. It is a quick and easy movement for him to make and in plenty of time as the other is slowed by a hind leg injury. Morty leans towards one direction slightly more than the other. He assumes that this is where his next attack will take place.
Readied, he stands his ground firmly and lowers his head. Letting his opponent come at him and weighing his options. He could rear up at the black stallion, to deter the oncoming attack with striking fore hooves or sidestep out of the way for a dodge. Neither of these options would deliver the message he wants to send. No, these would not do. Between clenched teeth, he emits a low rumbled growl. Silver eyes watch as Morty barrels towards him at a canter, head lowered. As Morty nears and snakes his jaws at his front legs, he begins his defense and final assault by leaning forwards(making Morty's teeth land higher up and rip a tear in his biachialis muscle). At the same time stepping into where Morty is crossing along side of him, and pushing all of his weight towards the dark stags right side. His intent is to thrust his spiked head and weight into Morty but his chest may collide with him instead. Whether it's his chest or head that makes contact with the stallion, he doesn't know. Piercing the clowns heart with his iron spears would be ideal, but he'd settle for knocking him to the filth below their hooves. This was his one last attempt to show the freak he meant business and that messing with his family would not end well, for him.
He limps forward another step as momentum brings him across Morty's path and into the dust left behind by the clown. Continuing to turn towards the right, he sees where the clown had retreated to. His lungs expand and contract against bruised sides. The pain beginning to surface as he stands facing his childrens' assailant. The blood of the red-nosed clown staining the dirt, satisfies him greatly(though his own is within the mix). In an exhausted breath, he calls out to his competitor, "Mess with my family again and i'll do more than kick your ass!" It wasn't the kidnappers head on a stake, but it would do for now... </p></div> <div class="klaudius2_name">Klaudius</div> <div class="klaudius2_quote">I was lightning, before the thunder</div> <img class="klaudius2_image" src="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/8d/c9/3e/8dc93e430176d5941c6fcd1246992ca0--body-glitter-men-models.jpg"> </div> </center>
Defense: Metal armor along chest deflects kick at his jaw(due to speed and K's height Morty's hooves land low). Also leaning into Morty's charge and stepping forwards so lower limbs are harder to reach(bite lands higher up on his leg)
Attack: thrusting head and body into Mortys side as he passes by on his attack.
Challenge note: This is K's final post and @[Modicum Mortem] has final defense post. Since posting for this challenge Morty has become King of Sylva so I retract my original terms of the challenge and as agreed upon by Liv and I, it will change to the following:
Winners residing kingdom will be immune to steals and challenges from losers residing kingdom for one BQ year. To ensure cooperation one member of the losers kingdom must reside in the winners kingdom for one BQ year as captive(same rules apply as if it were a steal).
*I offer any of my ponies in Tephra as tributes for capivity if Morty wins the challenge.
Thanks for participating and may the best stud win!
In a feeble attempt to dodge his attack, the clown kicks up at him. Hooves aim at his jaw, but he stands too tall. There is a tinge sound as hooves clip the metal plates along his breast. Still, he had been too close and the strength behind the kick is minimal at best at such a pace. As he chases down the black stag, his aim is true. Blood stains the iron spear on his headset. A victory, however small. He is pleased to see it causes Morty to slow. Finally. The armor along him was growing heavier by the second. His wing hurt and sides ached, so with his pride intact, he slows. Waiting for his opponent to do the same and turn to face him. Much to his surprise, Morty turns but begins circling around his now still body. His eyes focus of the clowns movements and waits...
Its not long before he is being charged. A foolish move at a horse with body armor and spikes protruding from his skull. From a stand still, his rear swings to the opposite side that Morty approaches from. Allowing him to face Morty head on. It is a quick and easy movement for him to make and in plenty of time as the other is slowed by a hind leg injury. Morty leans towards one direction slightly more than the other. He assumes that this is where his next attack will take place.
Readied, he stands his ground firmly and lowers his head. Letting his opponent come at him and weighing his options. He could rear up at the black stallion, to deter the oncoming attack with striking fore hooves or sidestep out of the way for a dodge. Neither of these options would deliver the message he wants to send. No, these would not do. Between clenched teeth, he emits a low rumbled growl. Silver eyes watch as Morty barrels towards him at a canter, head lowered. As Morty nears and snakes his jaws at his front legs, he begins his defense and final assault by leaning forwards(making Morty's teeth land higher up and rip a tear in his biachialis muscle). At the same time stepping into where Morty is crossing along side of him, and pushing all of his weight towards the dark stags right side. His intent is to thrust his spiked head and weight into Morty but his chest may collide with him instead. Whether it's his chest or head that makes contact with the stallion, he doesn't know. Piercing the clowns heart with his iron spears would be ideal, but he'd settle for knocking him to the filth below their hooves. This was his one last attempt to show the freak he meant business and that messing with his family would not end well, for him.
He limps forward another step as momentum brings him across Morty's path and into the dust left behind by the clown. Continuing to turn towards the right, he sees where the clown had retreated to. His lungs expand and contract against bruised sides. The pain beginning to surface as he stands facing his childrens' assailant. The blood of the red-nosed clown staining the dirt, satisfies him greatly(though his own is within the mix). In an exhausted breath, he calls out to his competitor, "Mess with my family again and i'll do more than kick your ass!" It wasn't the kidnappers head on a stake, but it would do for now... </p></div> <div class="klaudius2_name">Klaudius</div> <div class="klaudius2_quote">I was lightning, before the thunder</div> <img class="klaudius2_image" src="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/8d/c9/3e/8dc93e430176d5941c6fcd1246992ca0--body-glitter-men-models.jpg"> </div> </center>
Defense: Metal armor along chest deflects kick at his jaw(due to speed and K's height Morty's hooves land low). Also leaning into Morty's charge and stepping forwards so lower limbs are harder to reach(bite lands higher up on his leg)
Attack: thrusting head and body into Mortys side as he passes by on his attack.
Challenge note: This is K's final post and @[Modicum Mortem] has final defense post. Since posting for this challenge Morty has become King of Sylva so I retract my original terms of the challenge and as agreed upon by Liv and I, it will change to the following:
Winners residing kingdom will be immune to steals and challenges from losers residing kingdom for one BQ year. To ensure cooperation one member of the losers kingdom must reside in the winners kingdom for one BQ year as captive(same rules apply as if it were a steal).
*I offer any of my ponies in Tephra as tributes for capivity if Morty wins the challenge.
Thanks for participating and may the best stud win!