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Post by Raz V5.0 on Oct 17, 2004 17:46:07 GMT -5
(Rules: Melee weapons only and all special abilities are on, except any kind of regeneration type stuff. Besides that, no rules.
The battlefield, simply, it is a just a simple open arena. Very much like the Roman Collesium or Genosian Arena. There are masses of blood thirsty fans from all races and backgrounds.
Raz steps out from under an entrance way. At the sight of him the crowd erupts in a chorus of cheers, there Champion has arrived.
Raz is wearing a pair of tattered black pants and boots. His hands are covered in blood stained medical tape and he is shirtless. His various tattoos of demonic symbols, bible scripture, and the large demon skull which adorns his back.
His chest is covered in scars and some slight body hair. His medium length black hair has been wetted down and is flowing in the wind.
He lifts his head up, his hair falling back towards his shoulders. His burning, hatred filled eyes glance around the crowd.
White energy crackles around the fists and legs of Raz. His eyes flash with a pure scary level of power as he clinches his fists.
He raises an arm up, the crowd roars and he smirks. He steps forward into the arena and stops halfway to the center. He lowers his arm and then crosses both of them. His energy field cracks a few times causing bolts of lighting to circle around his extremeties.
"Bring on the slaughter."
A sadistic grin sprawls on his face as this anti-hero awaits.
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Post by Infested Manae on Oct 17, 2004 18:20:02 GMT -5
Emerging from an entrance a third of the ring away from Raz, Manae walks slowly into sight. The crowd gasps and drop into collective silence at his appearance. This isn't the normal Manae, but a gigantic evil presence radiating from his body as he gives in to his every nightmare and pent-up darkness.
Usually tied back, his hair hangs loose, dangling in thick strands around his ears. He wears his full battle armor, but it shines darkly in lieu of the normal silver. He grips his large Runesword, which rests lightly on his shoulder while his broadsword remains sheathed at his waist. Over his knees and on the shoulder armor have been attached human skulls, screaming silently to any damned soul that can hear them.
Coming to a stop with a loud thudding clank of armor, he slowly lifts his head, revealing a shadowed face with slit eyes and a wicked smirk.
Yeah... Let's get it on...
Bringing up his left hand, a flame erupts from above it as the crowd roars their approval.
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Post by Craze on Oct 18, 2004 16:06:39 GMT -5
*A man, more seen as young, walks through another tunnel into the stadium. The deathly sun shining his reddish hair and a devilish smirk masked upon his face. He ruffles through the overcoat he is wearing and takes out his long blade, a sharpened blade attached to a long piece of cord. He stands a stance and wraps the cord around his arm, under his foot, and clutches the blade with his right hand.*
*Naturally the crowd boos at the newcomer, praising the more known Raz and Manae with joy.*
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Post by Infested Manae on Oct 20, 2004 22:30:36 GMT -5
A small fireball suddenly bursts on the ground in front of Craze's feet. From where he stands off to the side, Manae can't help but smirk at his reaction.
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Post by Craze on Oct 21, 2004 15:32:53 GMT -5
*Like a normal Craze reaction, he jumps at the unexpected shot. His eyes wide as his heart thumps from the surprise. Yet, is flushed with anger as he sees Manae smirk his face at him.*
*He wraps the whole rope around his right arm and grasps the blade in his right hand. He runs to the edge of the arena wall. He lays his left hand behind him and bends his knees. With a burst he sends a sound wave through his left hand, sending him around the arena toward Manae. He barely grazes the stone wall and reaches to slice Manae in the abdomen.*
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Post by Infested Manae on Oct 22, 2004 20:58:34 GMT -5
Manae steps back, the knife barely glancing off his armor. He continues smirking at how easy it was to provoke this young thing to attacking before the match even started.
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Post by Craze on Oct 22, 2004 23:25:51 GMT -5
"Ah, but you forgot."
*He uses his grazing hand to shoot another blast at the wall, sliding Craze over and stopping him in the middle of the arena.*
There are no rules.
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Post by Infested Manae on Oct 30, 2004 17:18:34 GMT -5
Slowly cracks his neck to either side.
Well, then.... Maybe we should begin...
Still with a smirk, he begins walking towards Craze.
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Post by Ai on Nov 1, 2004 21:24:29 GMT -5
Ai instantly materializes in the arena, wearing olive drab cargo pants tucked into combat boots. He wears a white t-shirt, with a long, sleeveless vest running down to his calves. He carries a sword with the hilt up to almost the middle of the blade, which has been finely cut to a perfect edge. He ties his hair back into a small ponytail, and prepares for an atatck.
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Post by Mutant Headcrab on Nov 3, 2004 22:02:03 GMT -5
"Finally, a decent workout for my powers." The small headcrab began to vibrate and glow. All that was visible was the glowing shilouette of the headcrab transforming into a humanoid form.
The perfectly sculpted bio-armor shined in the sunlight of the open colliseum. MH raised an arm and flexed. Various blades began to slide in and out of the arm. Pores along the skin began to open and a powerful molecular acid began to ooze from within them. He quickly scanned the arena and spotted MC Cow, still choosing a target.
MH used his powerful legs and sprang up several meters into the air. As he rose, he released a blade and prepared to strike.
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Post by Ai on Nov 4, 2004 10:32:32 GMT -5
Ai stared at HC with wide eyes, fear evident, as he came down with his weapon, but in an instant, he switched his expression to a grin, and dissappeared from sight. He reappeared HC's original launch point, and fired a moderate psychic blast at the landing mutant.
Let's have some fun!
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Post by Craze on Nov 4, 2004 19:33:28 GMT -5
*He wraps the rope around and shoots a small sound wave bullet at Manae. Then he pressed his hand diagonally on the ground, and shot another wave, sliding Craze to the wall, flames dance where his feet slid.*
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Post by Infested Manae on Nov 4, 2004 19:39:30 GMT -5
Manae snaps his fingers, and the sound blast dissipates on the spot.
Please, attacking with sound? It's so easy to stop that sort of transmission.
In a hardly-noticable blur, Manae is beside Craze, facing the wall. Smiling, he drives his runesword into the stones behind his foe. With no warning, a gigantic 'plataeu' flows out of the wall beside Manae.
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Post by Mutant Headcrab on Nov 4, 2004 20:41:24 GMT -5
The psychic blast hit MH and knocked him back several meters. When he hit the ground he rolled back upright, something green and goopy now in his hands. The viscous liquid dissolved the ground wherever it dropped. Reaching back, MH hurled the glob of toxic death at the Cow!
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Post by Ai on Nov 4, 2004 21:35:16 GMT -5
Rolls out of the way, and hurls several quick bursts at Crab when he comes back upright.
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