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| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2293/2746 |
BJ was confused, but shrugged it off with acceptance. OB was obviously a powerful opponent, and nothing surprised him right now.
Instead, BJ ran forward, apparently charging his foe. Just upon reaching him, BJ thrust out both of his hands as quickly as possible, and then began clapping them in an odd manner. "Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, Baker's man!" OB would have to keep up with BJ's pace if he hoped to come out unharmed. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4219/4541 |
OB knew one thing about waves, and that was that to try and oppose it would only knock you down...instead you must ride on top of it. Or row on top of it.
Row your boat on top of it. "Row, row, row your boat. gently down the shockwave!" He paused despite BJ's apparent confusion. "What? That's how I learned it as a child!" |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2168/2746 |
BJ felt the Cha Cha Slide being torn apart as a great power rose up from around him; something that had not stirred for ages was awakening. The young adult clenched his teeth as the ancient magic coursed through his body, muscles twitching and bones vibrating.
Those BJ had used against OB were now apposing him; mocking him. They danced a circle around him, and the entire world seemed to spin with them. Dances such as these were thought to be just a myth by BJ, but he was horribly wrong. In mere seconds, his life could be ended. But BJ had a dance of his own, old and powerful. Using the already falling people to his advantage, BJ grabbed a woman from the circle and began to sing in a loud voice, power emanating from within and driving out OB's wicked music. "London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down! London Bridge is falling down, my Fair Lady!" Clasping her hands, BJ brought down his arms in a powerful heave, a shock wave bursting forth and driving away the attack of those freshly fallen, threatening to throw them and OB several yards back. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4204/4541 |
Ah, the cha cha slide, for OB, merely the dressing on a repetoire of dance moves.
But he had another powerful one...a dance so powerful, it was said to be rooted in the black plague of old. He reached out to another person in the store, and another, and another. A ring they formed, and they stepped side to side. Another disembodied voice, drowning out Mister C... "Ring around the Rosie, pockets full of posie..." And they all fell down. Such an ancient, powerful dance could destroy any in its path. BJ would surely have no defense. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4193/4541 |
OOC: Dude, get yourself editing.
Right now. Like, seriously. Now. xD. IC: OB continued the Macarena defense, as his opponent sat, dumbfounded by its awesomeness. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2099/2746 |
The Macarena. A worthy opponent, and a move so skillful that not all could pull it off.
BJ hesitated in his own dance, faltering at the power blasting forward at him. He had but one move that end this fight. A move so powerful, that the walls dividing the dimensions of dance themselves would break down, and every creature couldn't help but join in. Pointing to the heavens, feet spread wide and one hand on hip, BJ called out, "Lend me your power, DJ Casper!" At first nothing happened. Then a vibration filled the air; a small buzz, as though the electrons themselves were pulsating. Starting out slowly, a funky beat started up just before a powerful voice rang out through the universe, full of spunk and hip. "This time we're gonna get funky," the last word echoed out softly, dying with the beat. "Everybody clap your hands!" the people in the store suddenly broke out into claps, keeping beat with the music. They were powerless to the call of the beat. "Clap clap clap clap your hands! Clap clap clap clap your hands!" The entire store began dancing along, sliding to the left and taking it back. The sheer power of numbers was driving back the Macarena. OB was in for trouble. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4189/4541 |
The twist had power indeed, and OB was almost pushed away by its strength...
But he couldn't do it...both hands moved in from of him, palms down. One plam went up, so did the next. Macarena defense! The attack was NOT very effective! |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2098/2746 |
BJ had been caught again! The defensive dance moves of OB were astounding, but he couldn't go down without a fight.
His golden move had to be bought out. Letting the lasso pull him up, BJ fought back once he was on his feet. He started squirming, and twisting! Come on, baby. BJ was doing the twist. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4188/4541 |
A near fatal move...OB had almost nothing...except for a cotton eyed...Joe!
spinning a lasso over his head, OB just from one foot to the other, tossing the lasso over BJ's neck! |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2097/2746 |
Oh, OB may have been faster, but BJ was a better dancer.
As OB approached with his electrifying dance moves, BJ dropped to the ground spinning in a break dance that would sweep the feet out from under OB. For reals. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4187/4541 |
He couldn't escape, OB wouldn't let him! But there was only one thing faster than skies...
Only one thing was faster than skiing... The electric slide! |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2096/2746 |
BJ jerked forward, breaking his concentration as OB reeled him in!
Needing a defense, the teenager had just the thing in mind. Turning around, BJ crouched down, moving his hips from side to side while moving his fists up and down. He was skiing away. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4186/4541 |
"You got nothin'!"
OB cast his fishing line at the teenager, and started reeling. The lightsaber line of death! "Oh my gosh they're break dance fighting!" muttered a nearby customer. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2095/2746 |
Amazed by the sheer power of OB's dance move, something had to be done. He needed to raise his game.
Or the roof. Lifting his hands up and lowering them back down, all while slightly leaning back with an absurd look upon his face, BJ kept tempo with OB. But he was speeding it up. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4185/4541 |
The cabbage patch! Few moves were more powerful than that, but OB had just the one.
He lifted his left hand, the index finger pointing up. If moved side to side, up and down, forward and backward. In tempo. |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2094/2746 |
"Psh, check these moves, trick."
BJ bit his lower lip is deep concentration before executing the move. The Cabbage Patch. With the grace of the Amish themselves, he spun around with the best of them, taking a few steps around OB until he was on the side of him. Huge amounts of chest hair began to poke through his shirt as the manly powers of the farmer dance took hold of him. OB would have to do a lot better than the worm. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4184/4541 |
"You got nothing, teenyagery!"
OB reached down, starting the lawnmower, and stood up, suddenly being pulled very quickly towards Phoenix for a few steps, before suddenly pausing and falling to the ground, and worming slwoly forward, lightsaber between his feet. A shopping cart behind him very quickly lost its marbles. Literally! |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2093/2746 |
BJ was amazed by this dancing Jedi's mad skillz, but he wasn't about to give up yet. Busting a beat, he moonwalked back a bit and spun 360 degrees on his toe.
Bringing his arms up, his left hand behind his head, BJ busted out the sprinkler. It was on. |
| Lord Vulkas Mormonus Posts: 4183/4541 |
OB paused in confusion. Was he pointing our one of those fancy shmancy pop stars kids loved so much these days? He couldn't resist...the curiosity pushed him...he had no choice...
He pointed his toe, and spun, like a ballerina in the battlefield, stretching his lightsaber beside him. He saw nobody behind him, but spinning like a ballerina, he came facing the awkward teenager standing only a few feet away, holding the bendy straw, ready to stab. He unpointed his toe, and jumped just slightly in the air, landing with his legs crossed, and arms in front of him like a dancer. "You got served!" |
| Phoenixocracy Posts: 2022/2746 |
This fight had to be ended before this psycho killed someone...like BJ.
Trying to confuse his opponent, BJ shouted out an pointed behind OB, yelling "Oh my gosh! Is that Ellen DeGeneres?!" Everyone loves Ellen, so the bait was bound to catch. If OB did look, BJ would run up and try to stab the man with his bendy straw, right in the back. If not, well, he would look like a big idiot. |
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