Test Run(CJ vs Leader of the Third Street Saints)

[SQJ]

This is the first of three tests I will be running on the effort of my battle system in reality Vs the theory I worked out. Let us up the whole plan is not flawed in any way.

(The more detailed this is the less detailed your post)

Spoiler: The old cottage 

Small Cottage with four bed rooms, a singular passage leading to the other rooms running in the centre of the building. There's a dining room next to the guest room and a kitchen next to the dinning room. External picture shows front of house exactly as is. Each room is small with every bed room having windows with no bars leading outside.

Surrounding the structure is over thirty acres of forest before the nearest forest.

This is a very simplified picture of everything.

[Jacogos]

Suddenly, the Boss found himself in what appeared to be a cottage. “What the fuck…?” he said aloud, peering around. Which is when he noticed CJ.

“BLACK GUY!!!” He screamed, whipping out a rocket launcher from seemingly nowhere. Shooting it, he smiled as the rocket exploded against the man’s chest.

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50 words is tough to work with

[SQJ]

The rocket exploded Launching CJ through the bedroom window dropping him into the backyard. "Is that all" CJ laughed, picking himself up.

He dove back into the room, pulling out a Katana in mid roll before sliding up to his feet. The blade flashed slashing at The Boss's neck.

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49 words

I know man, that was insane. Which, in a way is exactly what we want. The real question will be if our combined total of fifty posts will lead to a fully enjoyable read. I mean I feel like doing more might end defeating the purpose, killing the concept before it starts. 75 words might work but I say we complete the tests fully. It could turn out we just need to extend the opening posts.

[Jacogos]

Wondering how the hell anyone could survive a rocket to the face, the Boss figured at least he could, too. Which is why the katana only caused him to stumble back, clutching his neck.

“Come on, I’ve taken worse from bigger!” he said, now opening fire with his dual pistols.

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Okay I can't take it xD

Bump it up to AT LEAST 75. I'm going insane being unable to do anything xD

[SQJ]

The boss wasn't the only heavily armed one between then, bullets riddled the mattress creating a wall of feathers as CJ body rolled to cover on the other side.

Yellow light flickered and through the slow falling cascade of feathers a Molotov sailed at The Boss.

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I'm kinda doing fine myself man! xDD

I say we try ten posts then from post 11 to 20 we can try 75

[Jacogos]

“Oh great,” the Leader swore, feeling fire lick at his body as he ran out of the room. Patting the sticky flames out and swearing profusely, the Saint pulled a grenade from somewhere and unpinned it, tossing it back into the room he had just left.

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I'm going to go insane with how short these things are.

[SQJ]

Cj had just enough time to throw himself at the window before it blew raining burnt wood and rock over him.

Furious at himself, he made a run for it to the front of his house to where hiss green armoured convertible was parked and stocked with weapons

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Try joining words or something lol.
Your doing fine!

I personally find this fascinating.

[Jacogos]

Fascinating, but EXTENSIVELY annoying xD I'll admit, it's stretching my abilities... Which is a good thing, I guess.

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Damn, he had forgotten how powerful those things were. Peering into the room, the Saint had no idea where the other man had went. Tapping his chin thoughtfully, he suddenly had an idea. Whipping out his phone, he called for a VTOL to be delivered to him. ASAP.

[SQJ]

Cj emptied the trunk and threw three molotovs into the rear seat watching as the vehicle caught fire, the Nitros and petrol bubbling. The vehicle revved with CJ inside, despite the flame and surged forwards gaining speed before Cj dived out.

The nitros ignited upon impact with the door.


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Efing hard lol.

[Jacogos]

The Leader hung up his phone, now listening to a new noise. Which was coming straight for the house.

“SHIT!!” he yelped, diving out the hole in the room. The explosion that followed was rather… impressive. Getting hit by falling debris was not. Now where was that VTOL…