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Arena Alpha

Discussion in 'Archive' started by Zerieth, Oct 13, 2009.

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  1. Moogle

    Moogle Well-Known Member

    Riona was caught off guard and was thrown straight into the heart of the storm. However, before anything happened to her, the Symbiote Skin used her tentacle-hair to make a shell around her, creating something that looked similar to an elongated silver pumpkin. The girl rested inside, unknowing of the storm that surged around her as the skin took the brunt of the damage and repeatedly healed itself. Her mind was at peace and the symbiote was now in full control. Everything was about to hit the fan.
     
    Moogle, Dec 21, 2009
    #161
  2. EtherealSummoner

    EtherealSummoner Lamentations 3:22-26

    Inida decided to stop using Brain Storm, making all the objects and Riona fall down to the ground. Still, she saw that Riona only took a little bit of damage. "Man. She can use tentacles to protect herself?! I need to find another strategy quick!" Inida started to fly a little bit farther away and teleported inside a building in a closet. "While she's busy trying to find me, I need to find the reason why she can regenerate so quickly with only little damage done to her. SCAN!" Inida started to scan the data she obtained on Riona from far away a while ago. "Let's see. There must be something that I can use to my advantage..."
     
    Last edited: Dec 22, 2009
    EtherealSummoner, Dec 21, 2009
    #162
  3. Become

    Become The Pink Opaque Staff Member Moderator Content Writer

    Judging this conflict thus far, it is hard to come to a clear conclusion of who would win. Both of you seem to be at an even level in literacy, and in playing your characters. However, I feel that moogle hasna slightly superior method of battling, and more of a sense of mechanics. In regards to this, summoner has been lending himself to bordering powerplaying (from what I can tell), and seems to be in a position to spam the use of teleportation, which in the rping community at large, is something that is generally frowned upon.

    So in honesty,I'd have to say moogle is winning me over in this battle so far.
     
    Become, Dec 23, 2009
    #163
  4. Moogle

    Moogle Well-Known Member

    "Wheeeeereeee aaaareeee youuuuu?" The Symbiote called out in a sickeningly sweet voice while searching the streets. "I know you're hiding somewhere. . . . But wait! I'll hide too! You can't just let me go free!"

    With that, the creature opened up a manhole and entered the sewers underneath the city, lurking in the dark areas without a sound to be heard. Gathering up random scraps and sheets of metal flowing by, she made several sharp 'blades' and equipped two tentacles with them. Then, without a trace, the girl submerged in the murky waters of the place. She'll have fun with this one, for sure. . .
     
    Moogle, Dec 23, 2009
    #164
  5. EtherealSummoner

    EtherealSummoner Lamentations 3:22-26

    "Man. She's unbelievable! What can I do to... that's it! OK! NOW I CAN PULL IT OFF!" Inida then used teleportation to get out of the closet and out into the streets. "Where are you?!" Inida then went into her stash and used a ether on herself to recover her mental powersand tried to figure out where Riona went. "I guess she went into hiding so she can pull a sneak attack on me. I better hurry and make use of this spell." Inida flew real fast around the city until she saw a manhole that was opened. Inida flew down into the manhole and started to smile. "OK! COME ON OUT! MENDO'S BOMB!" Inida kept on using a pink energy ball into the water, making it explode until the spell finally revealed Riona. "YES! It's time for me to make my plan come to fruitation!"
     
    EtherealSummoner, Dec 23, 2009
    #165
  6. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    I have to agree with Zhyriad. Summoner, you are using the teleport spell way to much for it to be just conventional. I think some of us should agree that teleporting a lot is way powerplaying. Even Sephiroth was a power player, but he got away with it because he is the, "Ultimate boss." Stop spamming Teleport, and walk around a little.
     
    Zerieth, Dec 24, 2009
    #166
  7. Moogle

    Moogle Well-Known Member

    Riona grabbed Inida by the leg after she was revealed, wrapping a tentacle around her ankle tightly. As the telepath was pulled down, more tentacles wrapped around her other leg and arms, binding them down. The Symbiote wasn't taking chances any more. A weird gap appeared where her mouth should be, coming apart like there was slime binding it*. A croaking noise came from deep within her as something was readied. . . .


    *Similar in effect to that scene in the beginning of the first Matrix where they are interrogating Neo and his mouth gets glued shut. Or numerous sci-fi blob creatures.
     
    Moogle, Dec 25, 2009
    #167
  8. EtherealSummoner

    EtherealSummoner Lamentations 3:22-26

    (I'm using teleport to escape & there's not many places for her to hide. not only that, it is a spell so it do use up her mana some. That's why I had her use ether. I only teleported four times.)

    "GOT YOU WHERE I WANTED!! MENDO'S BOMB!" Inida took both of her hands and started to fly straight at Riona. She put the spells down Riona's throat, causing damage while stopping the croaking noise within her. "I've finally was able to find out your weakness! FIRE!" Inida's haste magic went away but that didn't bother her. "I can't mess this up at all. I must go all out! ARE YOU READY RIONA?! NESTER'S EYE!" Inida used her magic and destroyed her tentacles to break lose, running back five feet away from her as she closed her eyes to prepare a magic...
     
    EtherealSummoner, Dec 25, 2009
    #168
  9. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    Summoner, you just god modded. In no way did you mention freeing your arms and legs. Before you were on the verge of power playing but now you have stepped over the line. Zhy, I am sure you will agree if i say this but...

    SummonerBWM is Disqualified for God modding. The battle is over, and Moogle has won. This is a permanent judgement which will not be taken back summoner. Congrats Moogle, i was pretty sure you would win that.
     
    Last edited: Dec 25, 2009
    Zerieth, Dec 25, 2009
    #169
  10. Become

    Become The Pink Opaque Staff Member Moderator Content Writer

    I must agree with Zerieth on this judgment. Through this battle, in the long run, I've felt a grater sense of awareness coming from Moogle's posts, acknowledging the situations at hand at a higher level than Summoner's. And yes, Summoner's post did not address the situation at hand, or at best, met it in a an inadequate manner.
     
    Become, Dec 25, 2009
    #170
  11. Desert Warrior

    Desert Warrior Well-Known Member

    Okay, new fight.

    The combatants are Moogle, Zerieth, and Zhyraid. If that is not the correct people, please correct me.

    The arena is inside a space station. The area is in ruins. Random eletrical wires are strewn across the field. Electricity is still coursing through them. So anybody who touches the eletrical part will get shocked with several hundred volts of electricity. Behind a foot-thick glass wall is the station's power core. It gives off an ambient blue glow. The core itself is approximately 5 feet in diameter, and is a perfect sphere. Random metallic crates lie around the arena. Even though they are metal, they are extremely light and have handles that allow them to be picked up.

    Begin.
     
    Desert Warrior, Jan 20, 2010
    #171
  12. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    Raphael appeared near the power core. He held his sword up, letting the power cores energy into it. The blade began glowing blue, and his power increased by a few points. "Who will be first to test my blade?" He asked, looking around to get a good feel for the terrain.
     
    Zerieth, Jan 21, 2010
    #172
  13. Become

    Become The Pink Opaque Staff Member Moderator Content Writer

    "Zzzzzzzzz....... Zzzzzzzzz........"

    Amongst the ruins of the former center of galactic might, making its home within the housing of the central core of the station, a beast had since made itself well at home. Hanging head under feet from a broken heating pipe, held to the pearch by a pair of flesh seeding claws, one of the most fantastic of creatures slumbered quite peacefully. Wrapped around its torso, a pair of batlike wings formed it a natural blanket bracing the beast from the ever dropping temperatures. One would call this creature a gargoyle, though the truth of the matter was that he only looked like such a creature. While its exact origins were unknown to the crew that had once been stationed here, it was agreed that it was an alien, which was perhaps the more likely truth.

    Of course, it didn't much like being called "it", seeing as HE had a name that they could have used in place of the demeaning pronoun that had been dropped upon him. Despite this indignity, and contrary to what many would have been inclined to believe, it had not been he whom caused the destruction of the station. The tale there rested in the remains of the captain's rotting corps, locked away in a broom closet somewhere else within the compound. Of course, even if he were alive, his shattered mentality would have prevented him from explaining how he had managed to wreck so much in such little time. The only reason the alien remained was that the crew had left him behind after returning to Earth, deeming their mission an "appalling failure, one which we would never hope to relive soon." Thus, their extraterrestrial companion had been abandoned, left to peace and quiet he had been seeking eger since he had been taken in.*

    Sadly for him, this tranquility was not meant to last. In the midst of his mid-afternoon napping, the sound of an obnoxiously powerful voice rang out, pulling this being from his sleep. He had expected, the voice in question belonged to one of those warrior type people, clad in armor of ancient days, raising a sword callously in the air as he beckoned for challenge. As his ability to fall asleep after being awoken had been rared at zero these days, the alien unraveled his wings, rubbing his eyes with the tiny clawed hands attached to their ends and released itself from the pipe.*

    It floated down through the air for several seconds before swooping down in *landing upon the large man's right shoulder. Eying him for a moment, then tapping his claws lightly upon the the helmet, he edged forward. Now gripping onto the armor, hanging over to the side such that his face was even with the warrior's, he kindly voiced his annoyance. "Excuse me, but some people are trying to sleep here. Could you please bring your rabble rousing somewhere else?"***** *
     
    Become, Jan 21, 2010
    #173
  14. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    "Do you not realize that you stand in a arena that has been picked for an epic battle of warriors from across time and space? You were selected to participate in this fight. Perhaps the one who aids you didn't inform you of that fact. For now, let us do battle in the hopes of deciding who the strongest warrior is. Come at me, and let's see your mettle." With that, Rafael jumped forward bringing his sword down. It was harder to move because of the low gravity environment but he was able to adapt quite well.
     
    Zerieth, Jan 21, 2010
    #174
  15. Moogle

    Moogle Well-Known Member

    A metal crate flew at the large warrior, a trail of sparks left in it's wake. The figure that had thrown it was sitting on another crate, chewing on what apparently was gum (After he had popped a large bubble). He introduced himself as Raiga before stating, "It is not nice to pick on small batlike creatures that are only a quarter your size." The crate that he was sitting on began to sag before imploding completely as he leaned back into it. Part of it formed a Blade Shield which flew onto his left arm, another into a serrated blade (Which came with its own sheath - very strange how he did this), a handgun (that also came with a clip of handmade ammunition), and a hollow cylindrical piece that fit over his free arm. The remaining metal formed into shinguards and a breastplate. The hand-cannon sparked as Raiga charged it up for use.
     
    Moogle, Jan 21, 2010
    #175
  16. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    Raphael felt that he was being sorely underestimated by this kids antics. In a demonstration of his power, he cut down the metal crate that was coming at him. With his hand not seeming to move at all, it burst into six pieces. I really am getting slowed by this low g nonsense. "Have you not noticed that this is low gravity boy? What use is a bullet in low gravity. It would move at a walking pace in these conditions." He started to dodge aside so that the boy wouldn't have a good shot at him.
     
    Zerieth, Jan 21, 2010
    #176
  17. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    This arena is closed pending a tournament started and run by Zhyriad. We are accepting no battles at this time.
    Command = Closed
     
    Zerieth, Feb 12, 2010
    #177
  18. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    And we are back, and ready to battle it out in the tourneys. These next rounds in this and the sister arena Beta will decide just who is the best rp'r. So without further ado, let us begin.
     
    Last edited: Feb 21, 2010
    Zerieth, Feb 19, 2010
    #178
  19. Zerieth

    Zerieth Head Game Reviewer

    In the city of Traverse town, second district, something strange was happening. A strange inky ball seemed to be oozing out of the ground in the middle of the street. It continued growing, expanding until it was just a few inches over six feet. Suddenly it burst to reveal to men dressed in over coats. "And voila. We have arrived at your weird tournament thing." One man said with a bright smile.
    "Yeah. I don't recognize the place, but your the one who travels time and space for his weekly vacation. Have you seen this place before?"
    The other smiled at a wall, then at the sky, and then reached a conclusion. "I... have never been here before in my life."
    The other man snorted. "Some help you were."
    "Hey! I got you here."
    "Yeah Zack. You did. Dinner's on me when we get back."
    "Good. The usual place Ren. Well, good luck to ya." Zack started walking away.
    Ren looked over at him, eyes wide. "Oi! Were you going?"
    "Some place to watch. Later gator." He waved, then seemed to ripple. After a second, he vanished.
    "Bastard. He jumped somewhere else. Oh well." Ren held out his right hand. "Dance on silent wings. Silence the foe before you. RaiDen!" A silver katana appeared in his hand with a flash. He set himself, searching around himself for any attacks. His aura expanded to it's maximum searching for any malicious intent.

    >For the record the search he's doing with his aura is something all aura users can do. How-ever, this is only designed to be a early warning system for any intent from someone to cause harm to him. Specifically him in fact. It can also warn him if a magic or aura type attack is coming at him, but it's pretty useless for that because he can use his other senses to warn himself. His sensing range is about a mile. Really hard to surprise him, so it's an honorable face to face battle. Good luck Zhy.<
     
    Zerieth, Feb 22, 2010
    #179
  20. Become

    Become The Pink Opaque Staff Member Moderator Content Writer

    It seemed be just one of those nights. But then, maybe every night was 'one of those nights' in this old town. Glyde certainly wouldn't have known any better. But still, he didn't rake his thoughts over the matter too extensively. Nights like these were the kind that he lived for. Were there any locale more placid, more serene, more worthy a place for him, he'd be severely impressed.

    When news of a tournament had first reached him back The Academy, the notion seemed preposterous. More so was the idea the generals had gotten. Who sends SNIPER into a TOURNAMENT? The question had mounted higher and higher in his mind as the nights dwindled down to this. Snipers weren't meant for straight fighting. They were meant for....*
    Killing.

    There, in the shadowed concealment of of the Gizmo Shop's storage attic, the answer had come to him. He wasn't here for the sake of fighting in some tourney. He was playing the assassin. One by one, he was expected to pick off the combatants. It was dirty business, and violated even his shady, ill-defined standard. But he figured that this was work that had to be done whether he believed in it or not.*

    Hence, he had staked his ideal point of assault. Breaking into the storage room about an hour before, he now had a bunker, so to speak. Really, it was just a few crates piled up inconspicuously near the window, three of which had been arranged in a threesome as a makeshift chair in which awaited his next target. He was a few feet back from the window, intangible to the naked eyes, yet still able see a legitimate measure of the courtyard below.

    When the two men manifested themselves he cocked up his weapon. Marksman, the long, smooth, shotgun like Keyblade that had pulled him through several conflicts prior, lurched with readiness. Within its mysterious body, the key pulsed with a magical force. Like Glyde, the key was excited to be here. As one of two men departed for some unknown business, the sniper placed his Keygun in a firing posture, staring through the teeth which forged the sights. The sonically imbued key chain, Silencer dangled as such from the butt end of the key.*The remaining individual was his foe tonight. "Just wait for it," he whispered to himself, "just wait for it."

    **
     
    Become, Feb 22, 2010
    #180
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