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- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Scifi, Modern, Action, Adventure.
"Keep walking." Hayden ordered as he remained seated, arms folded across his chest as several pirates circled him like a pack of ravenous dogs.
"Now why would we do that?" One of the men inquired as he brandished a saber that glistened slightly and Hayden shrugged.
"Because you'd hate to make fools of yourselves, perhaps?" He retorted calmly as the man dashed forward and slashed at him. Leaning back in his chair, he allowed it to tilt back so the blade would pass over his face. Reaching back, he placed his palm on the floor before using the appendage to cause the chair to spin. In an instant the leg of the chair hit the pirate in the shin, causing the man to trip and Hayden leaned forward, causing the other leg of the chair to land on the back of the man's neck.
"I refuse to waste my time with grunts." Hayden remarked and the remaining four leaped towards him. Sighing, he followed the same course of action, leaning back into the chair until it tilted backwards. Kicking his leg outwards, he met the chest of one of the men and the contact caused the chair to slide backwards and the top of his head was buried in the stomach of another man.
Leaving the chair tilted, he bent his arms back and reached over his shoulder, grabbing the back of the chair before pushing himself into the air. Removing one hand, he immediately twirled around on the balancing chair while swinging his legs around, practically sweep-kicking all of his aggressors in the face with the style of a street dancer.
Keeping on hand on the back of the chair, he flipped back down into and it let fall forward, the leg of the chair meeting the back of someone's neck once more. Folding his legs, Hayden leaned back into the chair with a disinterested look on his face.
"...This is droll." He sighed out as he folded his arms and closed his eyes.
"Now why would we do that?" One of the men inquired as he brandished a saber that glistened slightly and Hayden shrugged.
"Because you'd hate to make fools of yourselves, perhaps?" He retorted calmly as the man dashed forward and slashed at him. Leaning back in his chair, he allowed it to tilt back so the blade would pass over his face. Reaching back, he placed his palm on the floor before using the appendage to cause the chair to spin. In an instant the leg of the chair hit the pirate in the shin, causing the man to trip and Hayden leaned forward, causing the other leg of the chair to land on the back of the man's neck.
"I refuse to waste my time with grunts." Hayden remarked and the remaining four leaped towards him. Sighing, he followed the same course of action, leaning back into the chair until it tilted backwards. Kicking his leg outwards, he met the chest of one of the men and the contact caused the chair to slide backwards and the top of his head was buried in the stomach of another man.
Leaving the chair tilted, he bent his arms back and reached over his shoulder, grabbing the back of the chair before pushing himself into the air. Removing one hand, he immediately twirled around on the balancing chair while swinging his legs around, practically sweep-kicking all of his aggressors in the face with the style of a street dancer.
Keeping on hand on the back of the chair, he flipped back down into and it let fall forward, the leg of the chair meeting the back of someone's neck once more. Folding his legs, Hayden leaned back into the chair with a disinterested look on his face.
"...This is droll." He sighed out as he folded his arms and closed his eyes.