Stellar Expedition wrote:Jakob craned his neck to the side in a theatrically subtle act of dodging, and attempted to grab the demon's wrist and employ a rather mild grip. The Expedition members glared. "You really are just a kid with a knife," hissed Jakob, forming a frown with flared nostrils and narrowed eyes in tow.
"Minus the knife."
OOC: I'll be honest, I was already aware of all of that.
The demon grinned as the attempt was made to grab her wrist. Being that her manifested form was made of ectoplasm, she merely moved the particles that made up her body a bit further apart, allowing the hand to pass through her as if she had all of the substance of a gas. Most matter had little effect on her... she could touch it, but it couldn't touch her. There were exceptions though. "Am I?"
OOC: Just making sure. I don't know anyone here, so I wasn't aware of anyone's roleplay experience. I tend to avoid making assumptions.
Foxfound wrote:Earth Circa 2050 wrote:
"Bluff?" the demon said, bemused. In a burst of speed, she lunged with her knife, aiming for Jakob's right eye.* "You mortals really are foolish. You should know your betters."
OOC:* This is in fact an attack at Jakob. Were this not a roleplay, were this just me writing, I'd have described the effects of the attack, but as it is a roleplay, I'm not going to do that; that would be godmodding. You decide what happens, but understand that you'll have to do something about it. Either you dodge, block, or otherwise avoid the attack, or that will go through his eye... and possibly further. Imps aren't particularly strong physically speaking, but that's still a sharp knife made from a rather dense material.
The knife, and by extension it's wielder, stopped.
A brief assessment of the situation would reveal that Duncan seemed to be using a sort of telekinesis. It clearly took some effort, but not an excessive amount. Of course, if the imp is strong enough to overpower him, this state of affairs might only last a few seconds.
"You are proving to be quite the pain." the imp said. In a brief moment, she seemed to disappear in a cloud of thick, black smoke. Her knife fell to the ground with a loud clang against the floor. She reappeared only centimeters away from Duncan, and attempted to bite a large chunk of flesh from his neck, using her sharp, triangular teeth. She aimed carefully for the carotid arteries, knowing this would result in a quick, showy death that might send a message to everyone else involved.
OOC: Well... non-physical attacks will work on her... as long as it isn't relying on thermal energy (she's an imp, she loves heat), or electricity (still hurts, but less than normal). However, there's a few physical things that will work, depending on what they are made of. If one of you grabs the knife she dropped... that would work on her. It's made of a material that can make contact with ectoplasm.
EDIT OOC: Wait, what? Oh, so I can't react to anything before more people keep posting more and more? Seriously people, slow the fuck down! I said I can't keep up with you already, so you go faster? No. That's poor sportsmanship right there. If you want to focus on speed of posts rather than anything else, I just won't roleplay with you.
