DM results vs. ADOADC results

From: dar6@cornell.edu (Donald JA Redick)

Date: Fri, 21 May 1993 15:02:05 +0000

In article <1993May20.033445.7816@cnsvax.uwec.edu>, leeme@cnsvax.uwec.edu writes:
>Since John posted an Aimed Blow fight I thought I'd post one of my
>old ones to show the power of Aimed Blows! (yeah, right! Everyone quit their
>laughing now)  I challenged Anglachel (TP) looking for an easy win for
>Ms. Maggie.  Both fighters had countless tourney fights, too.
>
>Ms. Maggie (29-24-0)        Anglachel (28-11-0)
>5'9"  RH  Aimed Blow        5'9"  RH  Total Parry
>ARM/F  LO, backup LO        ARM/F  BS/ME, backup BS/DA
>
>The battle begins amid the crowd's approval.
>
>Ms. Maggie thrusts her LONGSWORD, cleverly timing her opponent's motion!
>Anglachel parrys the attack using her MEDIUM SHIELD.
>Ms. Maggie slips her LONGSWORD past the parry!
>Anglachel is wounded in the ABDOMEN!
>Ms. Maggie thrusts her LONGSWORD forward with an unbelieveably deadly force!
>Anglachel parrys with her BROADSWORD.
>Ms. Maggie slips her LONGSWORD past the parry!
>Anglachel is struck on the THROAT!
>Ms. Maggie unleashes her LONGSWORD in a piercingly accurate thrust!
>Anglachel parrys the attack using her MEDIUM SHIELD.
>Ms. Maggie slips her LONGSWORD past the parry!
>Anglachel takes a hit to the RIGHT ARM!
>Ms. Maggie's LONGSWORD lunges forward with a flash of cold, cruel steel!
>Anglachel parrys the attack using her MEDIUM SHIELD.
>Ms. Maggie strikes using her LONGSWORD!
>Anglachel drops back and impressively stops the blow on the hilt of her
>  BROADSWORD!
>Ms. Maggie curses as her LONGSWORD is broken by the blow.
>Ms. Maggie is too hotly engaged to draw her LONGSWORD!
>Ms. Maggie ducks under the onrushing foe, looking for the counterstrike!
>Ms. Maggie throws a round house PUNCH!
>Anglachel parrys the attack using her MEDIUM SHIELD.
>Ms. Maggie is struck in the LEFT ARM by the parry!
>Anglachel sidesteps, trying to throw her opponent off balance.
>
> ....
>
>Training: surprise, surprise, no skill learns!
>
>Hey, David (Wizard of Oz), how about posting your fights against
>Donatello II? :)
>
>Mike Lee

I still have a problem about the BAD format DM has for fights.
How boring..

In A Duel of A Different Color, at least you get this...

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Onanopo   Esulasele
                         60[0]-34-39   78[0]-57-35
                    Mutants Amok (4)   Vampires of the Night (0)
                        Violet Shade   Red Hue
                 Eb'nel Hermaphodite   Human Neuter
          STR:11 INT:8 DEX:15 LPS:13   STR:13 INT:10 DEX:15 LPS:14
       clever iridescent persistance  clever persistance
                           paranotic  calculating

As a bloom of violet smoke filled the dim, candle lit arena, I,
Onanopo of the violet discipline from the Mutants Amok, entered the place
where duels are won and lost. Acknowledging my greeting, I found that it
was easy to identify my adversary from its voice as Esulasele of the
Vampires of the Night. Esulasele was well known at the academy for its
early mastery of the red arts. This would be a hard fight indeed and one I
would well remember.
     I tried to create the Alter Ego of old, but because I was not trained
in it yet, it failed. Esulasele swore a dreadful oath. There was a great,
spinning red light suddenly before it. Esulasele shouted something,
obviously, in fear. But within a moment, it seemed to gain control and the
light disappeared. The red spell that Esulasele created to counter my
violet one proceeded to leave the ran'n crystal in the same clear state as
it was before our spells were conjured.
     [Examiner's Comments: Onanopo's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was excellent. Esulasele's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was excellent. Onanopo owned no crystals. Esulasele owned no
crystals.]
     Esulasele let its head fall and lowered its gaze. "It is impossible! I
can not think. I can not concentrate! Explosive Fireball is no great
problem, it is all set out step by step in my Instuctor's book and still I
cannot do it! What is wrong with me?" it mumbled. Of course, there was no
answer. I cast a simple Forgetfulness, but the spell was not strong enough
to continue and, thus, died before I could put it into action. Esulasele's
red spell met my violet spell on it's way to the yoneli crystal of Nuvaw.
They balanced each other, leaving the yoneli in a clear state.
     The candlelight flickered, as my Mind Shield stunted and died.
"Really, Onanopo, your manner of command has become positively crude!" My
opponent smiled. Signing through the air, Esulasele conjured its Jet of
Flame. The spell winked out of existence after it was projected. As the
ran'n passed nearby, I reached out and touched it. It flared and turned
violet. Esulasele's spell was successful in that it was able to change the
wineg to red.
     [Examiner's Comments: Onanopo's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was excellent. Esulasele's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was fair. Onanopo owned the ran'n. Esulasele owned the
wineg.]
     My words lanced into Esulasele's mind. Wince and draw away as the
human would, I was an inescapable mental presence. The dueling chamber
vanished and I walked in a grey place where pure thought shimmered and
sparkled like fiery, violet gems. Here a musing less brilliant than the
rest lay dull and lightless at my feet. It was my lifeless Sickness
invocation. I returned to the plane of reality. "Smeg!" the black headed
Esulasele cried, "I command..." The words faltered as it gaped in horror at
the Resist Fire which had suddenly escaped its control. The tanenipol flew
over Esulasele's head. A fine target! Violet lightning left my appendage
and struck the crystal. It quickly changed from clear to violet. The human
seemed uncomfortable at the way I changed the Crystals of Nuvaw. It tried
to strengthen its position by throwing a protection red spell on its wineg
crystal.
     I could see that Esulasele was trying to conjure a Breathe Fire. The
spell appeared to fail miserably. I think it was not trained in its
creation yet. I snatched a vial from the depths of my dueling-robe and
flipped the lid open with my teeth, throwing the contents across the room.
Esulasele shrieked and leaped back. Fine violet powder filled the air. It
drew a wheezing breath and then another, tears were streaming from its
eyes. Esulasele let out a sharp cry as he gazed up into the descending
cloud of violet powder. My Sickness did its work as the cloud dissipated.
Carefully, I picked the adadi' crystal for my changing spell. It was,
indeed, successful. Esulasele conjured a change spell that allowed it to
convert the tanenipol crystal from violet back to clear. I would need to
gain that back again to win.
     [Examiner's Comments: Onanopo's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was good. Esulasele's state of health was excellent and
fatigue status was fair. Onanopo owned the adadi' and ran'n. Esulasele
owned the wineg.]
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Well, the duel went on for a few pages and I shalln't fill the usenet with
all of it.

But it seems that ADOADC is more human in reading...

I guess if you want more information you can fire questions at me via the
usenet or e-mail me at dar6@cornell.edu

or better, yet, send a SASE for FD's flyer..

-- djar

Donald Redick
Fractal Dimensions
17-29 Main St., Suite 316
Cortland, New York 13045
(607) 753-9246

References

DM - Aimed Blow Fight
leeme@cnsvax.uwec.edu
Thu, 20 May 1993 09:34:45 +0000