"My style focuses on destroying the opponent before they get the chance to react. There is never supposed to be retaliation, which means... I might as well try." Murata lunged to the side.
4890
27 + 10 - 10 = 27 (Failure)
Flow 2x9
Though he dodged the ball, he wasn't so lucky himself, as...
Murata took a step forward. "Just going to let me have the first attack? Interesting." He grabbed one of the few balls still in the area and flung it at his opponent. As he did, another ball that was blown upward by the explosion fell in front of him, and he kicked it toward the cat as well...
Murata looked around at the chaos caused by the last attack. "Uh, you still want to do this? Fine, I guess." He reluctantly prepared himself for another round.
4881
22 + 15 = 37
Chi: 9 Ripples: 3 Threshold: 11
Speed: 15; Footwork: 5; Strike 10; Damage 5; Block 0; Toughness 5
I've only got 3 ripples, but that's before I got told about the wave stuff hours after I already made my roll. I could redo it, but that would take away my glorious i-frame dodging and probably kill me.
Gracefully dodging the ball thrown at him with a duck to the side, Murata turned around to see one of his allies throwing something huge at the ground. Then, an explosion. Murata wondered how he was supposed to dodge that.
4773
33 + 10 = 43 (Failure, 1 Ripple)
Float 29 + 15 - 10 = 34...
Murata stood up, walking erratically on his damaged leg. It didn't seem to impede him that much, but it made his movements harder to predict. "As if I would surrender! I will stand my ground until I can stand no more. I will see to it that-" Murata's voice trailed off as he watched a cat beat a...
Rippling Defense
4694
16 + 11 Threshold + 5 Toughness = 32
Murata accepted the fact that the ball was going to hit him. Instead of dodging, he lifted his leg and relaxed it. The ball made a loud slamming noise as it hit his knee, knocking him off balance. After the hit, he pushed his...
"Who shall be my first victim?" Murata picked up a ball and sized up the other team. He could throw it at the prancing guy, but it's rude to target the same person constantly. He thought of throwing it at the cat, but it kept giving him a strange look he didn't like at all. That left only one...
Murata stood back and observed the game, before turning and realizing a ball was headed straight for him. "Oh, right."
4675
28 + 10 = 38
His eyes suddenly widened as he remembered he was also in this game. With a yelp of surprise, he threw himself to the ground. Standing back up, he shook...
Murata stopped exercising after seeing the first ball fly. "We're going? Okay, let's see..." He begins to point at members of the opposing team before stopping at Takahashi.
"Alright, here it comes!" Murata darted toward the nearest ball, kicking it into his hands and throwing it at Isamu...
"Hm, alright, this should be good." Murata walked to his side of the field and began doing some stretches, occasionally stopping to twirl an imaginary pole.
4599
21 + 20 = 41