~The Tournament~ [Tery/Zook win!]

[quirkynature]

Once the announcement was made, Quain headed back to the stands to sit, mildly disappointed he would not be fighting first. Townsfolk had begun sitting down, an audience, so he sat as high up as possible, avoiding everybody.

The swords in his hands growled for blood, and he eyed the contestants, his dead eyes surveying the land.

And he waited.

 

[Fuzz]

Warren looked at his watch and started to wonder how long it was going to be until the opponent who was called was going to take. He looked at his watch; 10 minutes has passed since the challenger's name had been called. He was starting to get anxious and impatient.
He knew the challenger had to be in the arena somewhere but all he could do was wait it out.

 

[cutter]

To Rettuc's relief, he wasn't going first. This would certainly prove to be a valuable moment to scout the rest of his opposition as he waited until it was his turn to engage one of his adversaries. Rettuc jogged to the stands with a feeling of confidence as his leather jacket billowed backward while doing so. He felt extremely confident that nobody knew of his electric powers, with probably the only giveaway being is somewhat spiky hair from time to time.

He found a seat somewhat away from Warren and Quain, as he didn't want to risk having them feel a static shock. It felt like a good time to start playing around with what he could do with the air around him while the first round began.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

Tery moved a hand through his hair. He didn't know what was going on, except that his opponent was not showing himself. He didn't think that his presence would cause his opponent to drop out, so he continued to wait, dancing a small flame between his fingers.

 

[Lore]

Dary, after waking up from his nice nap, jumped up out of his seat, thrust his fist up into the air, and yelled, "Heck yeah! Time to shine!"

He looked over at his opponent, and a smile slowly spread on Dary's face as he saw that his unfortunate adversary was a fire user. As Dary walked towards the center of the arena, he muttered something about fog lights, and a mist began to fill the edges of the stands.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

((OOC: Werekill Hazelips will be noted as Dary Hazelips for future reference.))

Tery looked at his opponent, saw the smile on his face and questioned his personality. He tilted his head to a side, noting the lightly settling fog as a proctor walked up between them. "When both of you are ready, you may begin." Tery nodded.

In one smooth motion, he unsheathed his sword. The katana glistened in the sunlight, beaming its rays off at random angles. Tery took a long look at it before holding it down to his side. "You first," He offered.

 

[Lore]

"Oh don't worry; I've already gone first," replied Dary with a grin. He pointed down at the small puddle of water spreading around Tery's feet, and as Dary's crystal started to glow, the puddle suddenly froze, hopefully trapping Tery's feet.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

"Tch!" Tery swing downward immediately, breaking his right leg free. He then fired a couple fireballs at Dary while melting off the ice on his remaining leg. He leapt backwards and prepared to move at Dary's counterattack.

 

[Lore]

Dary dodged the fireballs, pulled out a sword hilt, and, using the vapor from the air, formed a blade out of ice.

Afterwards, he quickly put himself into a defensive stance and waited for Tery's next move. Out of the corner of Dary's eye, he could see that the mist was definitely getting thicker.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

Tery brought both hands on his sword as he released a stream of fire from his back. As he charged, he felt the mist thickening around the arena, bluffing out the flames behind him. He changed gears and appeared at Dary's left, delivering some quick horizontal slashes.

 

[Lore]

Dary blocked the slashes but was slightly knocked off balance by the strength of the blows. He started to fall, but before he hit the ground, he caught himself on a large rock with his free left hand and swung a horizontal kick at Tery's legs.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

Tery reacted quickly, taking air as soon as Dary's kick was released. However, he didn't act fast enough as one foot was caught half-leap and he began to spin. Taking advantage of the rotation, he thrust his sword in multiple directions in fast jabs, releasing bits of fire as well.

 

[Lore]

Dary barely managed to block the slices, but he was knocked right into the fireballs by the sheer force of his opponent's attacks. Luckily, the mist was now very dense, and the fireballs, weakened by the amount of vapor in the air, only burned through his shirt and slightly singed him.

Dary leapt backwards and, using the huge amount of vapor in the air, conjured a wall of ice between him and his opponent in an attempt to buy some time. This fight was starting to take it's toll on Dary, and he was visibly shaking.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

He's already shaking? But the fog is increasing... Tery measured his opponent with below average stamina, and proceeded to launch forward. At the same time, a Fire Copy flashstepped from behind Tery and appeared directly above Dary.

"Fire Shard." Flaming triangles appeared in front of both Tery's, and they slammed forward and downward simultaneously.

 

[Lore]

Needless to say, the attacks hit their mark, and Dary heard a sickening crack as he was slammed into the ground. Because of the sheer pain of the impact and the burns that covered his body, he could barely lean up and see that his leg was at a very weird angle.

He croaked out, "I'll call it a... draw, for now," as he fell unconscious. In addition to all of his injuries, he had used up all of his energy by making the stupid mistake of never stopping his crystal from drawing energy from him in order to make the mist, so he wasn't likely to wake up for a while.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

Some guards rushed into the area, but Tery had already sheathed his sword. He walked over to Dary, offered a hand to help Dary up and to the medical area.

Another guard announced the next matchup. "Terywj Zero is victor. Chon Handid vs. Warren Stone is the next match."

 

[Lore]

Dary was able to crack open his eyes, and he quietly said, "Thanks for the offer, Tery. If you could help me get... over there to the stands... I'd be grateful."

He took the hand, slowly lifted himself up, and said, "You fought really well, and if I have to judge your chances by how much I'm hurting now, I feel sorry for your next opponent."

 

[Yonder]

To late to join? Or...

 

[Terywj [태리]]

((OOC: You new guys really need to read the OP... ))

 

[Lore]

To late to join? Or...

((OoC: Yes, it is. You couldn't tell by the fact that people are rping now?

Just join the group and wait for the next one. We'll probably have to do more before we're able to actually get a board for this.))

 

[quirkynature]

Quain looked at Dary being hauled off, and couldn't help but nod in respect at the fallen warrior. He surprised himself, for during the fight, he had felt contempt for both on the field.

It hadn't been a short fight, but it hadn't been long, either. It had been succinct, and decisive.

Quain growled in frustration as the next two names called held no recognition for him. He settled back with a scowl on his face, and waited.

 

[Fuzz]

"It's time."
Warren stood up and walked down the stands into the arena and took his place. He noticed that the arena was still moist from the last battle, the remnants of the fog left were slowly fading away.
He quietly focused, his resolve never waning,
and he waited.

 

[Zook]

With a stretch, Chon rose from his seat and slowly made his way down to the arena. All the while, he focused on Warren, pondering what might be going through his mind.

Once he got to the bottom of the moist stairs and was sure that he was on stable footing, he extended a bit of his consciousness into Warren's mind, searching for any memories or thoughts of what he might be fighting for.

 

[Fuzz]

Warren stared at his opponent and thought back to his kidnapping, his old life, the letter, maria...
everything that had happened, Normally warren wasn't a violent man but he had entered the tournament with nothing but resolve in his mind.

"Largo" warren muttered to himself,
he placed his swords together and suddenly the world around him slowed down to almost a stop. If anything moved he would see it. He took the chance to get a good look at his opponent and assess his opponents capabilities.

He watched his opponent and noticed he had suddenly stopped moving after descending the stairs, he scoured over his opponent and realised that whatever he was doing was not normal behaviour. Warrens opponent was standing still, biding his time, focusing. but why? for what cause?

His opponent didn't look like a particularly physically strong opponent, but he was under the impression that he was going to be fighting for his life

He looked for hints as to his opponents fighting style, he saw a crossbow and thought that it was likely that Chon favoured long range combat, but if its one thing that warren knew it was never to judge a book by its cover.

It felt like he had spent hours scouring over his opponent but he realised that to the world it was only a couple of seconds, so he broke his largo stance and everything flowed normally again.
"Hey! Are you ready yet? Lets get on with it already"

 

[Zook]

In his trance, Chon didn't notice as Warren activated one of his abilities. He saw faint, swirling memories of tragic events and nostalgia; just what he was looking for. Before he could delve any deeper into his conciousness, he was snapped out of it by his opponent's words.

"I believe I am," Chon said as one of the proctors moved in between them. "I wonder where our third opponent is...." Chon mused loud enough so Warren could hear as he began to twitch his fingers in what he hoped was a subtle arcane ritual. He as preparing a hallucination.

"When both of you are ready, you may begin," he said before stepping to the side.

 

[Fuzz]

Warren left no time to waste.
Largo
seconds were spanning days in Warrens mind.
warren watched his opponent smiling, he eyed over his opponents body language and felt something ominous, something terrible. he saw his opponents eyes filled with malice and noticed his opponent was focused on moving his fingers
"assuming my opponent specialises in mid-to-long range combat I'm going to have to rush to him before whatever he is doing is finished, this could be dangerous
the record stopped spinning as he stood up again and charged at his opponent, leaving no time to waste
FORTISSIMO!!!
warren slashed at his opponent with enough force to push the very air around him, he hoped that was enough and he approached his opponent quickly.

 

[Zook]

Shortly after Warren began his charge, Chon's spell burst into existance. To the crowd, it appeared as if a large, shapeless mass had burst into existance behind him, but in Warren's mind, it appeared as if a large man clad in black armor and weilding an enormous hammer had entered the battlefeild. The illusion appeared to let loose a blood-curdling war cry in Warren's mind.

That's odd, Chon thought to himself after seeing Warren press his oddly shaped swords together. I wonder what purpose that se-- Suddenly, a blast of wind hit Chon full on, knocking him onto his back. He focused fully on keeping his illusion active, which fidgeted unusually when he landed.

 

[Zook]

((I hate to double post, but really, this is dumb. Fuzz, make a post.))

 

[Sephiroths Masamune]

((OoC:Were in a forum where post count doesn't raise so it's ok to double post in here, just don't spam.))

 

[Fuzz]

((OOC: I apologise for the delayed reply here. Uni just got REEALLLY hectic. the assignments have been relentless but theyre mostly done now.))
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What is that!?
Warren looked at the colossal towering mass before him. A giant man clad in black armour. It gave him the chills staring into the soulless depths of the figure before him.
Maria is waiting for you... Join her in the afterlife
Warren suddenly came to a halt.
Whatever that thing is, i don't know what is going on but did it mention Maria? I thought nobody else would know about that. Is this one of Chon's techniques?
his eyes scanned the audience and whatever it was they seemed to notice. He could see Tery, the man who had just won his match also staring into the face of the beast, but for some reason Tery was squinting, as though he didnt fully comprehend what the beast was.
Assuming this is one of chon's techniques then the best thing for me to do would be to ignore whatever that thing is and just go straight for Chon. There would be no point in trying to fight that thing even if it was real
So he kept going

 

[Mariabattleaxe]

Join me in the afterlife

 

[Zook]

While Warren was stunned by the illusion, Chon had managed to get back on his feet. He was baffled that Warren seemed to be completely unphazed by the image he created; usually, it took opponents more than a second to realize that what they were facing wasn't real. Warren was smarter than he looked, Chon concluded.

By the time he got back up, Warren was charging towards him again. In an attempt to get his opponent to believe that his illusion was real, he made the subtle hand gesture for Whelm, and his illusion took a swing at Warren with his hammer.

 

[Lore]

Join me in the afterlife

((OoC: Amazing namesearch bait.

I'm glad to see that this is continuing, but if you delay the game like that again, Fuzz, I'll simply disqualify you and move on. ))

 

[Terywj [태리]]

Join me in the afterlife

((OOC: Please refrain from posting in this thread if you are not part of the roleplay.))

Thanks,
-Terywj

 

[Fuzz]

It's Coming
As warren saw the giant figure swing his hammer he made a split second decision to dodge the attack.
Shockwaves rippled from the ground. The force of the blow caused the ground itself to shake.
That was close
But warren looked back up and he couldnt see chon anywhere.

 

[Zook]

The brief moment of dissapointment Chon had when he realized that his Whelm spell had missed its mark faded away when he saw that Warren had his back to him. "Warren," Chon called as he tried to force into his opponent's mind the sensation of plummeting downwards, "The ground's fallen from underneath you! You're falling!"

With his attention devoted to casting this new spell, his giant illusion vanished.

 

[Fuzz]

wait a second... The figure that was here just now disappeared. That cant have just really happened. It's illogical.
The ground felt like it was crumbling underneath him, suddenly the bricks below him cracked and he was falling.
If thats the case then that ritual i saw before....
No way...
an illusion?
Well in that case..

cracks appeared in the apparitions before him

none...
of this...
is REAL!

The world corrected himself. The illusion smashed like glass. As though he woke up he picked himself up off of the ground.
Ugh.. what have i been doing this whole time? and where is chon?

Chon was still nowhere to be seen,
Looks like ill have to find you first. Crescendo
He placed his recimitars together and used his sonar technique. a loud sound burst out.
Looks like he's Behind me
warren turned to charge again
*splat*
An arrow from Chon's Crossbow hit Warren in the shoulder.
this wasnt an illusion, the pain was real.
You've pissed me off for the last time! ACCELLARANDO!!
Warren dashed at his enemy at a speed that was hard to see.

 

[Terywj [태리]]

((OOC: Watch yourself, Fuzz. You're borderline godmodding Zook's character. Please refrain from doing so unless Zook allowed you to. Thanks.))

 

[Lore]

((OOC: That's not borderline; it is godmodding Zook's character. He actually forced Zook's character to use a crossbow, and Zook hasn't even given a hint that he was going to use it after the illusion.

Watch it, Fuzz. If you continue to do it, you are very likely to be disqualified.))

 

[Fuzz]

((ooc: once again I apologise. I know i held this thing up for a bit. I didnt think that through too much but i was trying to get this thing moving since weve got a few people to get through. I will refrain from doing so again in the future.))