Post by sloth on May 18, 2010 1:56:39 GMT -5
Sloth punched and kicked at the training dummy in front of him with near invisible speed and near pin point precision, a fluid movement that could only be achieved with years and years of training. He had created this form of martial art, Caffeinated Fist, in order to incapacitate those who needed to be captured and to kill those wanted dead. Sloth made this style as to overpower and overwhelm his enemy. And it worked... most of the time.
There were bounties that were faster than him, either through training or through enhancements and augmentations. He always had a trick up his sleeve, though. His hands. His hands, made of metal due to the cybernetics, were much, much harder than human flesh and bone, and had a greater resiliency to damage than a normal hand would. The only good thing to happen to his hands once he lost them.
Sloth finished with a roundhouse kick to the training dummy's head. He was breathing heavily from his training before his eyes widened and he grabbed his foot in pain. Kicking a small ball of compacted sand extremely hard probably wasn't the best idea. He hopped around on one foot before he set the other one down.
"Probably shouldn't have done that."
There were bounties that were faster than him, either through training or through enhancements and augmentations. He always had a trick up his sleeve, though. His hands. His hands, made of metal due to the cybernetics, were much, much harder than human flesh and bone, and had a greater resiliency to damage than a normal hand would. The only good thing to happen to his hands once he lost them.
Sloth finished with a roundhouse kick to the training dummy's head. He was breathing heavily from his training before his eyes widened and he grabbed his foot in pain. Kicking a small ball of compacted sand extremely hard probably wasn't the best idea. He hopped around on one foot before he set the other one down.
"Probably shouldn't have done that."