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Giving a dose of pain to everyone he fights? Only a smarmy asskicker like Bowman could come up with such a horrible line. Squaring off against an evil scum like Belselk gives him the motivation to.. make even more silly comments and throw some pills around (and of course advance to the Middle finals, but that's a minor point). If nothing else, the good pharmicist from Linga is consistent - he'll prove this by giving Belselk the beating of a lifetime. The Metal Demon's trademark confuse attack will have no effect on someone with the internal clarity (and mad medicine skills) of Bowman, nor will it slow the rapid fire attack of doom that is Sakura Attack. No, Bowman easily has this in the bag with his solid HP and excellent damage - the only question remaining is to how to treat a Metal Demon's wounds. |
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This Metal Demon has been on an unstoppable rampage through the Middle divison this season. After dispatching his last two opponents with relative ease, he sets his sights on the Middle finals. First though, he will have to run the complete medical gauntlet with the most famous pharmacist in the land, Bowman Jean. While Bowman has had his own success this season, he might not quite have enough pills, shots and medicine to put down the big, bad Berserk-er. Berserk's Breaking move is feared by PCs like Bowman, who could be rent asunder by just one blow. Not a whole lot of tactics that are going to be going on in this battle- Berserk will be crushing, bashing, thrashing, and many other absurdly painful types of -ing's this match, and by doing so put himself in his rightful place in the Middle finals. |
Lurking Registered User Bowman's began his dreaded 'Wall of Pills' strategy, spamming small, quick attacks to continuously flinch Belselk out of his own attacks and prevent the metal demon from closing to melee. Belselk, being a hulking metal demon, forgot to flinch, loosened the slack on his ball and chain, and proved that he could do ranged nearly as well as melee. The iron ball hurtled right through Bowman's 'wall,' and, trailing flames and poisonous fumes from the various chemicals the pharmacist stocked his wares with, proceeded to sail unhindered through Bowman's skull as well. "Physician, heal thyself," grunted the demon, and snorted to himself in laughter as he stomped out of the ring. Bowman Jean: 33 Mathias
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