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Post by Admin on Jun 17, 2010 21:17:32 GMT -5
The tournament floor was empty, but the crowd was filled with excited patrons hoping to see a bloody battle between two great fighters. There were two doors on opposite sides of the arena. One for each fighter to step though. The announcer wasted no time in yelling from the side lines, "Without further delay, let's begin this fight!"
All that there was to wait on was the entrances of the two opponents from opposite sides.
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Post by Wulfi on Jun 19, 2010 21:17:39 GMT -5
The sound of heavy footsteps came from the side where the female combatant was supposed to be. Step by step by step... until someone emerged from the darkness!
It was a girl, possibly around early adulthood or late teens, with long, thick hair in pigtails, the color of onyx, so impossibly dark. The dastardly sun deterred her not, for thought much of her attire was black, her white collared shirt was thin and constructed of cotton. The heat bothered her not one bit. It was something she'd grown accustomed to in her native land.
Moon cracked her knuckles, looking forward blankly at the gateway from whence that damn man would be emerging. As her thoughts turned to him, her face began to scrunch in anger, a dark eyebrow twitching. She was about to fight that damn, ignorant bastard who had the nerve to order her around! That damn son of the Darvos family! How dare he! Had he know idea who she was?! She was-!!
Oh, speak of the devil. Her face fell upon his entrance.
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Post by ♠ Foxxi ♠ on Jun 19, 2010 21:45:17 GMT -5
Darvos moved his head from side to side, popping his neck before rolling his shoulders in anticipation. He squinted a bit at the sun as his door opened before stepping out into the arena.
He looked around as he stepped out at the audience and arena, smirking a bit. As he glanced around, his lavender eyes landed on Moon.
Well, here we go...
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Post by Wulfi on Jun 19, 2010 21:48:20 GMT -5
"You!!" she announced as a finger went up accusingly in his direction. A hand was on her hip, the other in the air. Her eyebrows were furrowed in aggravation. "Don't you know how to kneel! You're fully aware of who I am, are you not?! Or need I remind you again, swine?"
The air around her had gone from neutral and completely stern to annoyed and fierce. Apparently she'd had prior contact with Darvos, and was not happy with him at all.
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Post by ♠ Foxxi ♠ on Jun 20, 2010 22:29:36 GMT -5
Darvos just blinked at the finger pointed at him, was she really going on about this again? Right now? He sighed as his hand went up to the hilt of the sword on his back.
"You told me who you were, and I'm still not kneeling."
He drew his sword, smirking a bit.
"So are you going to keep talking, or are we starting?
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Post by Wulfi on Jun 20, 2010 22:48:20 GMT -5
Moon gave a growl of sheer annoyance and ripped her sleek silver pistols out from the holsters at her hip, the thin flawless chain between them jangling. She stuck them up in front of her, arms pulled apart so tightly that the chain was a mere line, no ripples within it. Her legs were set apart, knees bent slightly forward.
"Come get me, you bastard!!"
With this invitation, the dark-haired young woman unleashed a cascade of white energy bullets. The bullets themselves would only do about as much damage as hail, but if one was to be hit enough times or in the right place, it could be fatal.
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Post by ♠ Foxxi ♠ on Jun 20, 2010 23:37:54 GMT -5
Well, damn. He thought as he moved out of her line of fire, a few of the energy bullets hitting him as he moved. They stung a bit, but he thought he would survive.
He ran at her, sword in hand and swung at her.
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Post by Admin on Jun 27, 2010 19:25:45 GMT -5
OOC: Lisa contacted me. Expect her to post Monday, due to personal issues.
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Post by Wulfi on Jun 30, 2010 22:00:51 GMT -5
As her opponent approached, Moon started taking small steps backwards, until finally, as the stern-looking young man closed in on her, she braced herself, legs tight and stiff, and quit shooting. Instead, she decided to try a different tactic.
The girl with the black pigtails, dark eyes caustic, held the chain up in front of her and leaped forth, diving down to trip him. It was an odd tactic, true, but she needed to buy herself time...
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Post by ♠ Foxxi ♠ on Jun 30, 2010 22:46:36 GMT -5
"Gah-!!"
Darvos wasn't expecting her to try and trip him, so when he tried to change course his foot was caught on the chain, causing him to lose balance and stumble away from her. After regaining his balance, he again tried swinging his sword at her.
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Post by Wulfi on Sept 4, 2010 0:36:28 GMT -5
Moon leaped up immediately after falling into a roll. Her plan hadn't worked too well, after all, since Darvos was keen on cutting her down again.
With a quick growl she thrust her guns forward, pulled tightly apart, letting the sword hit the chain. She gave a dastardly smirk, her eyes full of fervor and ill intent. "You think you can break my chain?!"
Repositioning her pistols, she set her sights on Darvos's face, unleashing quite a few shots. This ought to send him back. "My father's men crafted this chain! It has been blessed by Hephaestus himself!!" Moon let out a shrill cackle at the look on the young man's face.
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Post by Admin on Sept 11, 2010 17:42:50 GMT -5
And out of nowhere, ANOTHER hawk swooped down to capture a fighter. It picked up Gavrill and raised him as his very own hawk-human baby.
Moon will advance to round 2.
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Post by daryl1730 on Sept 11, 2010 18:46:04 GMT -5
Daryl pulls out his rifle and starts shooting at the hawk.
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Post by Admin on Sept 11, 2010 19:39:58 GMT -5
PETA kills Daryl.
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