Unfortunately, Neptuneman is wearing a mask. However, Reaper gets a few lucky strikes at the chin, causing Neptuneman to lose focus and turning off Neptuneman's magnetism temporarily. Reaper is free for now, at least.
"Double Leg Suplex!"
Neptuneman attempts to pierce Reaper from behind with the spikes on his vest. If this works, Neptuneman grabs Reaper's legs and attempts to drive him shoulder-first into the stone floor.
edited 21st Dec '16 3:28:41 PM by josh6243
you don't get to be one of the dominion's top psionic assassins by chance, and this ghost is no different.
all those years of cqc training are about to pay off.
ditching the rifle on the ground, the ghost pulls out one nice, big-ass combat knife, and motions for ryu to bring it on
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Neptuneman is blasted back into the coffee shop. However, Neptuneman walks back out with a limp.
"That was good, imperfect Choujin, but playtime is over! Optical Fiber Quarrel Bomber!"
Neptuneman launches a set of optical fibers at Reaper. If they connect, Neptuneman would attempt to do another Quarrel Bomber and knock off Reaper's mask.
ghost. the unit designation given to the dominion and the confederacy's most feared assassins.
masters of covert warfare.
killers without mercy or remorse.
psychic powerhouses.
the ghost rallied his mind. ryu may have given his body a beating but his psyche was as strong as ever. unleashing a torrent of pure psionic energy ar ryu, he hoped the mental assault would injure or at least stop the martial artist long enough for him to reevaluate the situation.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Although he's pissed he couldn't take Reaper's mask as a trophy, Neptuneman takes this as a sign that Reaper was and will always be an imperfect Choujin. Neptuneman leaves the coffee shop area, looking for Ryu. He showed his back to Neptuneman during his fight against Reaper. He must be punished for that! The remaining viewers of that impromptu match attempt to fix up the shop back to normal before the next shift starts.
edited 21st Dec '16 4:51:51 PM by josh6243
Hi there, Tripman.
In the meantime, a lumbering giant of a man, well, lumbers through the streets, taking slow and measured steps as he wanders about this new arena he was put in. Notably, he is a) completely monochrome and b) wears what appears to be giant turbines for gloves.
Yes. This arena would do nicely for Frederick von Twirlenkiller.
The giant man regards Neptuneman impassively.
Then the turbines on his arms start slowly revving up. "Try and take it.
" His accent is distinctly German and the voice almost doesn't fit his sheer silhouette as he slowly approaches Neptuneman, stepping over Ryu with his jackboots, mostly as an afterthought and an example.
edited 21st Dec '16 6:22:16 PM by FergardStratoavis

Sorry, here, I'll make it up.
Ryu is slammed in the shoulder by the bullet. Blood staining the ground, his evil mode begins to stir inside of him. He yells as the ground caves in around him and runs toward his assaulter, hoping for a good fight.
“Happy Birthday Dark Lord, Happy Birthday!”