NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Soooo...

OOC: So, simply alter your attack and go on with the introductions.

OOc: Mondoth, stop doing that. Ri-an, I am going to.

IC:Mithra shouted out the name of several contenders, when finally he came to "Tiberius Griffencrest! Son of the CEO of Griffencrest Oil, he is from a backwards planet, with unadvanced technology. How far will he make it? Let's wait and see, and let's hear it for TIBERIUS GRIFFENCREST!"

The man smiled and put a vest on the counter. "One-hundred and twenty-three of whatever currency you got." He said. The man glanced at Death. "If you're not buying something, get out." He said in a harsh voice.


Crowley quickly turned to the man and handed him 6 bills worth a total of 130 Klints. "Keep the change," He said as he and Death started to walk away. Both of them were ready to fight, as was War.

OOC: sorry for my absence...

OOC: I'm trying to bring attention to the fact that I've been otherwise ignored snce my last IC post...

it's your turn to post.

OOc: Mondoth, stop doing that. Ri-an, I am going to.

IC:Mithra shouted out the name of several contenders, when finally he came to "Tiberius Griffencrest! Son of the CEO of Griffencrest Oil, he is from a backwards planet, with unadvanced technology. How far will he make it? Let's wait and see, and let's hear it for TIBERIUS GRIFFENCREST!"

Tiberius walked out into the arena, cape flowing, proudly displaying the gold plated weapon in his hand. Backwards planethe thought I'll show them backwards

OOC: I'm kind of waiting for either the contents of the box, or some sort of resistance to my chars obtaining said box

OOc: Just, forget it, ok? I'm already at the introductions.
666, I didn't call your guy yet.
This one is for Drexel

IC: The crowd cheered when Tiberius came on. ONce they settled down, "A figure so dangerous a mere touch means death. All the way from Hell, and one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, (OOc:would that be correct or are they just like soldiers in the army?), let's give it up for DEATH!"

OOc: Just, forget it, ok? I'm already at the introductions.
666, I didn't call your guy yet.
This one is for Drexel

IC: The crowd cheered when Tiberius came on. ONce they settled down, "A figure so dangerous a mere touch means death. All the way from Hell, and one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, (OOc:would that be correct or are they just like soldiers in the army?), let's give it up for DEATH!"
OK, I'll delete my post. Do my intro next.

OOc: As soon as Drexel posts.

Dark smoke began to filter into the arena. It came form the open roof, the doors, and even vents around the stadium. It began to come together in the middle of the arena. As it cleared, Azrael stood in its place. "For Lucifer!" He cried out as he raised his unholy sickle.

OOC: The Horsemen thing is correct...

OOc: Is that like actual smoke or just stage effects?

OOc: Is that like actual smoke or just stage effects?

OOC: If you recall from some of my earlier posts its him... He can move through it...

I know, but would it have an effect on reguler people like smoke or stage fog?

I know, but would it have an effect on reguler people like smoke or stage fog?

Just a chilled to the bone feeling and limited visibility if they are in...

For Death, there was no cheering. Everyone was huddled over, some people crying and whimpering. Mithra cleared the Arena with a blast of light, and a feeling of warmth crept into everyones body. "And now, Emperor of Demon 666, Tenarius!" The crowd erupted in cheering once more.

OCC: is it to late to join?

OOc: No, we'll just assume your character was pretty obscured until now. Though I'll need his bio.

OCC: how high of tech can you get? if myou can use FT hten here he is.

stats
Master Sargenent (ret.) Thomas Kelly
age 42
sex-male
Height- 7'
weight-305 pounds
weapon(s) of choice-1010102 Arms BFG-9000,modified E-11 blaster rifle
Bio-
A former member of the 1010102 Imperial Guard, He is a Veteran of the Vitmen Minor Campaign( Imagine a planet sized version of Vietnam except with flesh eating viruses and monsters that make your nimares seem like DisneyWorld. Out of the 60,000 men that were sent in to quell the rebellion 769 came out.) He was declared insane and removed from the Imperial Guards with his trusty BFG-9000 at his side. After that he became a mercenery, with over 5,00 confirmed kills in his 10 year streak as a merc. He has a private Nebulon B class frigate as a personal transport.

is this good?

OOc: Ah, combining Doom andStar Wars? Clever move there.

His red eye covered with a eyepatch, Tenarius stood rigidly at attention, one sword planted in the ground.
His head was pointed down, as he was in deep meditation for the fight ahead.
Some of the crowd pointed at the fact that there were three swords strapped on his back, and one in the ground. How could a mortal use four swords?

OCC: 1010102 has TGed my asking me to RP his checter here. is that all right with you?

Its fine with me but I'm not in charge...

ok

OOC: I'm okay with it, we're just waiting for GruntsandElites to get back and finish the introductions, its his show, he has final Call.

OCC: 1010102 has TGed my asking me to RP his checter here. is that all right with you?
OOc:Yeah, it's fine. He TGed me.
IC: Mithra waited for the cheering to stop, and announced many other fighters before he got to the next one: " He survived a world of flesh eating viruses and monsters that make your nightmares seem like the neutral section," there was c=great laughter at this joke, even though many did not get it. "Sgt. Thomas KELLY!"

OOc: Ri-an, I'll need the name and bios of all the fighters from diffrent realities you have.

At this Thomas Kelly ran into the ring with his BFG on his right arm and yelling like crazy.

OCC: th BFG is like the one from DOOM 3 not the movie.

I've never seen the movie, but the game is great.

I've never seen the movie, but the game is great.

In the movie its just a massve blob of plasma that burns holes in things.

OCC: while we wait can you make up some foder for me to kill?

Isn't that sorta what it is in the game? Although, in the game, you couldn't burn holes in anything, so....

Isn't that sorta what it is in the game? Although, in the game, you couldn't burn holes in anything, so....

in the game its a big ball of green engry that explodes.
in the movie it just makes a big hole with blue enrgy

OOc:Though it really isn't appropriate, it'll be a little test of your RPing skills and a sneak preview of what's coming:

IC: Several large, green dragon roared up in rage as they entered the Arena. A large Draco, a half dragon, stood near Kelly and pulled out two swords. "Get ready, these ones are dangerous. SHAKOLV!" He yelled, and a large yellow disc emerged from in between his blades and shot at the closest dragon, also the smallest. It hit the dragon, cutting it's front legs off. It roared in pain as it breathed a blast of acid.

Kelly tucked in the BFG and dodge to the left of the acid and got up and tookout his E-11 and circle straffed firing 50 times at the Draco, then jumping behind the fallen dragon, he charged his BFG to full power and fired at one of the other dragons. Then the Master sargent reloaded the BFG and the E-11.

The Draco yelled out "What the hell?" as he blocked the shots fired at it. "We're on a team!" The Draco looked up just in time to see a large glob of acid hit him right in the face. He fell to the floor screaming and then dissapeared. The dragon Kelly shot at shot a spike from it's tail at the BFG shot which dispersed it. It then proceded to fire all of it's spikes and breathed acid for a good thirty seconds before stopping.

OCC: ops.

IC:

Sarge yelled, " Sorry, just lost touch for a minute."
Soon Sarge was hit in the left leg by a spike, which he pulled out. Then he fired the BFG four times at the same dragon hoping that with out its spikes i wouldn't be able to stop the shots.

The dragon managed to block three of the shots, but the fourth hit it in the shoulder, leaving a huge pulsing black mark on the dragon. The dragon roared in pain, but managed to throw another tailful of spikes at Kelly before shimmering away. The last dragon bathed Kelly's side of the Arena in acid. It roared in anger and dove at Kelly.

Tom started running to the to the other side of the arena. He reloaded his BF and fired a full charged sho at the furthest one and then fired two clips from his E-11 at the charging one. he started to run in a zig zag formation while firing his E-11 at the dragon.

OCC: lets get something clear. BFG rounds explode. if you hit one with small arms fire it goes off where it is.

Azrael watched in amusement. "Haha, pitiful mortals," he chuckled as he dispersed into the black smoke once more, this time in a smaller area.

Crowley checked his weapons as he waited for his name to be called. Not too far from him stood War in his blood red armour. His red steed was behind him.

Azrael watched in amusement. "Haha, pitiful mortals," he chuckled as he dispersed into the black smoke once more, this time in a smaller area.

Crowley checked his weapons as he waited for his name to be called. Not too far from him stood War in his blood red armour. His red steed was behind him.
This look like an itntresting series of events.

OCC: lets get something clear. BFG rounds explode. if you hit one with small arms fire it goes off where it is.

OOc: I know. Where did I say they didn't? The Arena is a miles long and a two miles across. How do you think three young green dragons fit into it?


IC: The shots hit the dragon, taking it's head and the closest half of it's body off. "Sgt. Kelly wins! What is next round? What monsters will be next! Wait and find out!" yelled Mithra as the last dragon shimmered away.

OOc: I know. Where did I say they didn't? The Arena is a miles long and a two miles across. How do you think three young green dragons fit into it?


IC: The shots hit the dragon, taking it's head and the closest half of it's body off. "Sgt. Kelly wins! What is next round? What monsters will be next! Wait and find out!" yelled Mithra as the last dragon shimmered away.

OCC: a full charged shot has a blast radius of 10 meters. a 3/4 charge is 7.5 meters, and so on.

The fighters from the other realms, and Deuce, sat watching the fight with the dragons.

Deuce, he was the son of Lady Ri-an, the world Spirit of the world of the same name. His father was the Shadowlord, and he was a Half-brother to Id, the Demon of Elru. Deuce, onlike ID was actually a Minor God of Chaos, and his domain was all forms of entertainment, amusing, because his powers and their strength, depended on what music he was listening to at the moment. He also had the ability to perfectly immitate any entertainer. At the moment though, he was himself. His skin was dark brown, almost black, he had his hair up in an Afro, and he wore a bright sparkly red jacket, with pants to match, and white shoes. He lifted his dark sunglasses to look across the way at Father Rekshan and Warfather.

They were sitting on a bench arguing over the benefits of retaining a standing army in readiness of war, VS. retaining no army and only gathering one in times of War, yet still keeping the training intact.

Father Rekshan and Warfather, were at one point in time, two thirds of the same Being.

Father Rekshan was a middle aged wise man. His was the path of peace. There was not one Violent bone in his body, and any harm he had done, was the result, only of his superb defenses. His eyes were always closed, which was easy to understand, because he was completly blind. This didn't seem to matter in the slightest though, because a bird flew by him, and with lightning fast reflexes, snatched the bird out of the air, and began petting it. His bronze skin was wrinkled, and contrasted nicly with the blue and white bird. His Mustach was white and Grey. Yet he never aged any older then this.

Warfather on the other hand, was a noble man, in appearence, and demeaner. His armor was bright silver, and and at his back, was a Red vape. He carried a Broad gunblade, and a Kite Sheild, with the emblem of a Tiger on it. His hair was blond , and his eyes were blue. He appeared to be in his thirty's, and he too, never aged. His was the path of War, if not to be fighting one, then to be ready for one. It was him, and him alone, that daily continued to oppose the Warmaster, a Dark and hartless beast. Both were brothers, and Warmaster, Warfather, and Father Rekshan together all made one being, that could perfectly balance both war and Peace.

Accross from them, near duece, sat Dr. Abramelin, and The grand AI of infinite Programs.

Dr. Abramelin was both a Great Scientist, and a Great Wizard, and combined both fields. His Knowledge of science was beyond comparison, and frequently spoke in complicated terms. It was he that had Built the AI of Infinite Programming. Dr. Abramelin had all white hair, frequently reminded everyone who saw him of Santa Clause. He wore a White Lab Coat, a Blue button up Dress shirt, with Charcoal Grey Slacks and a Red Tie. To finish it off, he wore Black Dress Shoes and Black Socks.


The AI was currently just a ball of energy, a Program made physical. Its Job was to run the entire Realm of Technus, but it took a Vacation, and left the task to a committee of lesser AIs. It was just a Ball of white energy that spoke in Binary. Dr. Abramelin nodded his head as though he understood, which in fact, he did, and responded in kind.

kneeling in a corner, communing with nature, sat the Druidess. Her real name was Eileen, and her hair, her skin, and her clothes, were all the same shade of Green. Eileen came from the Reality of Gaia, and was the most powerful of all Druids, next to Gaia herself. Eileen was pretty, and silent, kinda Shy, but she looked forward to testing her powers.

This left The man in the White Armor, on the Alicorn. Both had an Aura of Power and unquestionable Authority that stemmed from the one True Source of all things, the one power, the one entity that was Beyond all Realities, that lay beyond the Infinite Nothing, in a place as hard to describe acuretly, as it was to imagine. This fact was symbolised by the crest on The man's sheild, which depicted all things coming from the center of his Sheild. His Holy Aura was held back, but still anyone near him could feel it, and it was unmistakable.
His great Longsword lay strapped to his side. His Alicorn waited patiently, its wings folded in. The Alicorn, even at rest, was Royal and of such a bearing as to put all other Creatures to Shame. Truely, this man had to be Pure, for such a Creature to accept him as Rider.

Not much was known about them. Rumors said that he was Rahegalhoff, the Great Paladin from the Warhaven Civilization that disappeared mysteriously many years ago. Others said he was a manifestation of Pure Holy force.
What ever the truth was, what was known, was that he always gave his name as Rahegalhoff Mesquchoku, the same name of Warfare's Legendary Paladin, and he always called his Alicorn Starfire, the same name as the Legendary Creature that always was with Rahegalhoff.

They simply waited. They were her solely to oppose the dark forces that had come to the turnament, to ensure that the balance was kept, and that Mortal kind was not robbed of their free will.

OOC: Enough of a Bio for you?

The Dollmistress waited with Edward, Painted man, and Mydor to be introduced.

Where did she come from? she didn't know, she didn't remember. All she remembered was that she had always had her friends. All she remembered, was that her name was Aiko.

OOC: I'm still here remember.

OOc: Note, that fight is not actually going on! It is a, uhh, spoiler, of round two. I will now go back to announcing.

IC: Mithra waited for the applause to shut up. "Now, from Realities beyond the imagining, people, with powers many times greater than most from this Reality! The first, is one of the few gods to have graced our prescense, a god, yes! He is, a god, though I will be the first to point out he is a minor one. DEUCE RI-AN!"

OOc: Note, that fight is not actually going on! It is a, uhh, spoiler, of round two. I will now go back to announcing.

IC: Mithra waited for the applause to shut up. "Now, from Realities beyond the imagining, people, with powers many times greater than most from this Reality! The first, is one of the few gods to have graced our prescense, a god, yes! He is, a god, though I will be the first to point out he is a minor one. DEUCE RI-AN!"

Reality warped and twisted, and suddenly a stage appeared in the middle of the stage. Deuce moonwalked onstage, twisted, and did a few awsome dancing moves everyone pretends they can do, but only great dancers can actually pull off. He moonwalked offstage, and it disappeared. The arena returned to normal. a crowd of Teenage girls from Ri-an all screamed.

Mithra waited for the screaming to stop, and then announced the next person. "Advanced beyond all imagining, not even flesh and blood, the AI OF INFINITE PROGRAMMING!"

A great spark of energy filled the arena.

It transmuted the entire arena into a pretty backdrop of a world whose beauty was indescribable. It animated, and strange creatures emerged from behind bushes and trees, and from beneath the waves. Clearly, no current computer could match this same task. Then it changed it back. A little menu opened, showing diffrent accessable programs. It selected one called "Executioner.EXE" It transformed into a mockery of a person, with two eyes from which light burned, a Grin that was twisted into a frightening sneer, Its fingers were blades, in its chest cavity were weapons, and its legs carried boosters. Then it canceled it, and resumed normal form. Organising the Chaos from Deuces entrance along the way. It disappeared.

There was barely any cheering except from some nerdy people sitting in the far corner of the Arena. They quickly shut up. "And now, a Paladin of light, a warrior beyond light, almost, god-like. RAHEGALHOFF MESQUCHOKU!"

The Arena simply exploded with light.

Starfire let out a loud whiney that was almost a delighted scream as he teleported him and Rahegalhoff into the Arena. Starfire stood on his hind legs and spread his wings wide, showing off his power and beauty. Rahegalhoff was such a good horseman that he held on only with his legs.

Then they just stood there for a minute, while Rahegalhoff let loose the full power of his Divine Aura.

It touched each and every person, and would remind them of a special person, someone they knew and loved greatly, someone that had always been there to protect them. At least good people would feel that. Evil beings would feel a great fear welling up inside them. Those who were neutral, felt nothing.

Then, it seemed as if a third being was there. A being so awesome and so powerful it could not be described. Then, they all disappeared.

There was no cheering at first, because many people were just staring off into space. Then, soon, a cheering erupted to the crowd, and the cheering shook the Arena it was so loud. It lasted for several minutes, as all knew this man, if he was a man, was absolute and pure good. When the cheering died down, Mithra continued. "A druidess from the Reality of Gaia, the, uhh, DRUIDESS!"

A single Solitary flower grew in the exact Geological center of the Arena. It bloomed, and out stepped a beautiful Black Panther. The Black Panther became a Dog, which barked, and wagged its tail excitedly. Then it became a Large Dragon, a red one. It took flight and buzzed a timid looking sectio n of the audience, then it landed on the flower, which disappeared, and the dragon became the Druidess, who casued the garden to erupt in the 12 most wonderful kinds of fruits to eat, then banished it all and walked away.

OOc: Sorry, guys, but I'm going to summer camp, so put this on hold, okey?

OOC:Grunty is temporarily unable to access the forums, so by his request, I am taking over. Grunty, you never said if you wanted me to use Mithra and Mishra or not, so I will use them, to keep things smooth ICly.

IC: There was random cheering among the people intermixed with people munching on the delicious fruit.

"Next, from a reality where heat is non-existent, Theeee ICE BANSHEE!" Mishra proclaimed.

A Blizzard blew into the arena, revealing a woman whose skin was as white as snow, and hair and eyes were Crystal blue.

She snapped her fingers and the snow balled itself up into a merry snowman. Then, they both melted and were gone.

"From a world of high Science, a man more knowledgeable than an entire army of scientists, Dr. ABRAMELIN!"

Abramelin, who was really a humble man, simply walked out, bowed, then left.

"From a place suspended beyond heaven and hell, an entity known only as ERMAC!"

Multitudes of dead spirits and souls converged upon a single point. They became one person, who bowed, and disappeared.

OOC: Besides Lotus's Character, whose left to introduce?

OOC: I still need War and Matt Crowley to be introduced...

Note on Matt: He is MT special ops... Head of the Riders and son of the Supreme Admrial (Dictator) of My nation.

OOC: Thanks, you reminded me of Warfather and Rekshan.

IC:

"From a fractured Reality, one side is eternal peace, the orther, Eternal War, Father Rekshan, and Warfather, who according to rumor and legend, are actually two thirds of the same being."

OOC: ID is still fighting, and I was going to tell Grunty this.

IC: Id escaped from the infinite Nothing. Obviously, the participants at the arena thought him weak.

Father Rekshan and Warfather walked out, still arguing and bickering over keeping an army vs. Not keeping an army.

The stopped, and waved.

Then ID appeared in their midst.

"You fools thought i was gone. Obviously you made the mistake of thinking I am weak. hehehe, well, now we'll just have to see who really is weak then, won't we?" He said. Then he disappeared.

OOC: And now, onward and upward.

IC:

"And now, the spirit of War itself, an entity that lives in every battle, is born from hatred and fear, and follower of one of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse, WAR!!!"

OOC: i need to chase down Blackhelm and Lotus. I Also tg'ed Grunty asking him to send the general plotline of fights and events he had planned, so that we can stay relitivly on track with his original Idea.

How long is Grunty going to be gone?

War rode upon his red horse into the arena. His sword held high above his head. The sword itself seemed to be dripping with the blood of the soldiers claimed by it. The suns rays reflected somewhat off of it and cast a Deep red light in to the crowd. His armour did the same. He could already see numerous fist fights breaking out amongst the crowd. "For Azrael, Satan and the Apocolypse!" As he left the stadium seemed to calm down and the anger that had caused the audience to fight amongst each other died.

OOc:I'm back! I hadn't verified my e-mail, so apparently, you know the little place in the corner of the forums? Well, I had clicked "remember me" but it wouldn't log me in, so it remembered a person who wasn't logged in! Funny, huh?

OOC:
I turn control back over to you.

Welcome back man... We've been waiting for you...

OOc:Yeah, I know. Jolt is getting more screwed up by the day. It actually happened again, so I requested a new password so I could log in manually.

IC:

"Another fighter from a world not as advanced as our's, but still capable of doing some damage: MATT CROWLY!" Mithra yelled.

Crowley walked out in the arena. He wore his dress uniform.* His ceromonial sword at his side. He withdrew it, raised it into the air and called out, "For the glory of the Hills!" Then with a sharp turn he started to walk out.

So who do you think's abandoned this RP?
Should we TG the others?

Bump...

So who do you think's abandoned this RP?
Should we TG the others?

Probably a good idea.

I'm still here...

We know.

Lol

I got some one who might want to join, is it to late for him?

No, not really.

So are we done with the introductions?

Probably. Hey, does anyone have any characters left?

OOC: The Dollmistress still needs introducing.

Mithra waited for the crowd to calm down before continuing. "From a place no one has heard of, a woman, crazy, it seems, has come to fight in the Arena! The DollMistress!"

aiko, the dollmistress, danced and pranced her way out into the arena, carrying Edward, Painted man, and Mydor with her. She danced around and around, in a strange dance, so familier, yet so foreign

She danced and stopped somewhere near the center, bowed, and then danced away to the waiting area.

aiko, the dollmistress, danced and pranced her way out into the arena, carrying Edward, Painted man, and Mydor with her. She danced around and around, in a strange dance, so familier, yet so foreign

She danced and stopped somewhere near the center, bowed, and then danced away to the waiting area.

OOC: that was the most intimidating post I've ever read. Death's entrance was cool and all, but an insane woman dancing around with her dolls in an arena full of people more powerful than her? Yeah, you know somethings up. By far that act alone is more intimidating than anything else previously encountered in this thread.

Hmmm, maybe.
Can Tenarius take her on?

aiko, the dollmistress, danced and pranced her way out into the arena, carrying Edward, Painted man, and Mydor with her. She danced around and around, in a strange dance, so familier, yet so foreign

She danced and stopped somewhere near the center, bowed, and then danced away to the waiting area.

The crowd broke out laughing at her. Everyone expected her to fail miserably.

TSP and the others wait for the fighting to begin, some patiently, some impatiently.

OOc: Mishra waited for the laughing to stop. "The first round, the DollMistress versus Werewolves!" The crowd cheered, expecting the werewolves to tear the Dollmistress apart. Four werewolves appeared out of nowhere, as did the Dollmistress. Two of the four werewolves leaped into the air, coming down on top of her, and the other two jumped at her with fangs and claws bared.

Aiko laughed.

"I don't think you wanna play Teaparty, do you?" She said. She flashed and teleported away. Aiko had Magick and Psionic powers, they were not the greatest, but they were certainly not weak either. Growing up in the Spirit world was a great asset.

"But I wanna play with you. Lets play Dollie!" She said excitedly. Her eyes glowed with Dark purple fire. It erupted from her body, and her dolls. The dolls came to life.

Edward flickered and his armor changed to silver, the metal that Werewolfes were known for being weak against. Aiko threw him at one werewolf, and Edward extended his plade to stab the beast.

Painted Man Jumped down beside her, and erected a Defensive barrier around them strong enough to keep most solid objects from entering.

Midor, the Fairy, flew out and high into the air.
From above he provided aerial support, shooting down small bolts of lightning.


Aiko herself spread her fingers out like she were controlling a puppet.

Her fingers flickered. THe purple Flame ran out and began attempting to attach itself to a werewolf. As they touched it, they began absorbing its freewill, instead of burning it, turning it into a puppet, a doll of the Dollmistress, and she had a strong willl indeed.

Surrender to me, Life's sweet as can be.
We'll have fun, just us in the sun.
You'll be my doll, and I your mistress.
Together we'll be, enjoying all we can see.

The words of the dollmistress could only be heard by the werewolf she intended to control.

OOC: Don't freak out, the secret to beating her is her dolls. All four of them.
Edward, Painted Man, Midor, and a secret fourth, The Dancing Calbrena, AKA the Soul of her Deceased Daughter.

Tenarius grunted as he watched the werewolves get demolished.
The dollmistress had an easy opponent. He could have easily killed the werewolves in less than 5 seconds, and only using his swords.
The dolls wouldn't pose any problem at all, but that psychotic bitch would. That purple flame didn't look fun.
OOC: What are the dolls made of?

Hmmm, actually I think Tenarius might be capable of beating her while ignoring the dolls, given two of his abilites.
OOC: Actually, with her power spread out like it is, over the dolls, she is quite average. She has invested a goodly amount of her power and skills in them. However if she with drew her power from them, she would be strong indeed. Plus not all magick effects an opponet directly.

Calbrena has her own powers, but only appears when the three dolls are beaten and Aiko is knocked out.

bump

The werewolf that Edward had lunged at leaped away, opened it's mouth, and roared. A huge red beam of pure mana leaped out striking at Edward. Another werewolf leaped up at Midor, getting hit with lightning, but shaking it off. It's eyes turned pure black, and it growled. A huge ball of black mana enveloped Midor, and started to pulse with energy and shrink.
Meanwhile, the werewolf that was being taken over by Aiko roared, and a huge white ball of anti-magic surronded him.

OOc: Werewolf mages, and remember, these are some of the easiest opponents you'll face. The champion monster you'll have to face is a Fufflebumpkin.

The werewolf that Edward had lunged at leaped away, opened it's mouth, and roared. A huge red beam of pure mana leaped out striking at Edward. Another werewolf leaped up at Midor, getting hit with lightning, but shaking it off. It's eyes turned pure black, and it growled. A huge ball of black mana enveloped Midor, and started to pulse with energy and shrink.
Meanwhile, the werewolf that was being taken over by Aiko roared, and a huge white ball of anti-magic surronded him.

OOc: Werewolf mages, and remember, these are some of the easiest opponents you'll face. The champion monster you'll have to face is a Fufflebumpkin.

OOC: What in the name of all that's good and Holy is a Fufflebumpkin?
And remember, I'm just using basic standard fare, I have yet to actually dig into my list of abilities.

IC: Due to the fact that Aiko's Puppeteer attack was acutally Psionicly based, the Antimagick did not matter, since it was known that it would take anti-Psi to stop it, rather then anti-magick due entirely to the fact, that one force could not stop the other.

Edward fell, but was not out. He used a spell to coat his armor in antimagick, then began to run towards the werewolfs.

Midor was not without tricks himself, he switched spaces with the Werewolf, thus placing the Werewolf in its own spell. Then, he readied a special spell, that would shoot a Silver Discus at the Werewolf if and when it escaped.

Painted Man meanwhile, began throwing Fireballs.

Aiko meanwhile redoubled her efforts.

OOc: You'll find out in round 30.
IC: The werewolf being attacked by the psionic attack sunk into the ground and came up right behind the Laughing Man, using a black spell to send hundreds of squeaking mice at him. The werewolf sunk back into the ground.

The werewolf attcking Edward roared to call upon the power of Hircine, god of the Hunt. A large purple beam, a barrier breaker, struck Edward's anti-magic shield.

The werewolf inside of the Black spell closed it's eyes and the spell reversed itself. Moving extremely fast, it turned every living thing into a werewolf.

The werewolf not in the action snuck around toward Midor. It's eyes glowed a feral green, and hundreds of vines and roots came out of the ground and shot at Midor.

The werewolf inside of the Black spell closed it's eyes and the spell reversed itself. Moving extremely fast, it turned every living thing into a werewolf.
OOC: Pardon, but you either need a bit more clarity as to what you mean by this, or I'm simply going to have to ignore it, since none- of my characters are even fighting the Werewolves at the moment, and furthermjore, 99% of my nation doesn't even know about this arena or the fighting, let alone Other realities. Plus I'm quite sure the other players would not appreciate being turned into a werewolf when they are not even fighting.

OOC: Its cool everyone, I can handle it.

IC:

The arena actually changed colors and inverted the second the werewolf began to turn everyone into a Werewolf. The sum total was, that all living beings were no longer living, and thus the werewolf's attack was negated.

Then it reversed. But how had this happened?

Aiko had broken off her attack and had prayed hard to her friends in the Spiritworld, the world she had grown up in.

Then, she snapped, and her dolls vanished.

Their powers returned to her.

The Spirit world did not entirely vanish from the physical though.

Aiko's cloths burned with its light, providing as fine a defense as anyone could wish for.

She pulled out her mace, and a diffrent light ran through it, but not just any old light, it was the light of a spell known as Werewolf's bane. Once struck with the mace, Werewolf's divided into two beings, a wolf, and a human, one of which was dead.

"Playtime's over boys. Don't like it, then come get some." She said.

With those words, she teleported behind the group, but still within range of her mace, and swung for the pack.

~snip~
Fine, but I still don't appreciate being attacked as a bystander.

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Fine, but I still don't appreciate being attacked as a bystander.

They aren't actually in the Arena. The combatents are in two diffrent rooms, and the actual fighting is only going on in their heads. Then, their thoughts are projected as a hologram onto the Arena floor. The bystanders can't get hurt.

They aren't actually in the Arena. The combatents are in two diffrent rooms, and the actual fighting is only going on in their heads. Then, their thoughts are projected as a hologram onto the Arena floor. The bystanders can't get hurt.
OOC: Oh it is all hologram and computers. Thanks for the infor. The AI would have found out on its own. This allows me to use its powers to their fullest extent.

OOC: Its cool everyone, I can handle it.

IC:

The arena actually changed colors and inverted the second the werewolf began to turn everyone into a Werewolf. The sum total was, that all living beings were no longer living, and thus the werewolf's attack was negated.

Then it reversed. But how had this happened?

Aiko had broken off her attack and had prayed hard to her friends in the Spiritworld, the world she had grown up in.

Then, she snapped, and her dolls vanished.

Their powers returned to her.

The Spirit world did not entirely vanish from the physical though.

Aiko's cloths burned with its light, providing as fine a defense as anyone could wish for.

She pulled out her mace, and a diffrent light ran through it, but not just any old light, it was the light of a spell known as Werewolf's bane. Once struck with the mace, Werewolf's divided into two beings, a wolf, and a human, one of which was dead.

"Playtime's over boys. Don't like it, then come get some." She said.

With those words, she teleported behind the group, but still within range of her mace, and swung for the pack.

The werewolve's dodged out of the way, with extreme agility. They then all gathered in a group and roared a prayer to Hircine. The blinding light fell upon the Arena. The werewolve's changed. Their snouts grew langthier, their tails longer, their coats shaggier. They became almost full Wolves, their humanity dissapearing. At a loss of most of their spells, they became faster, stronger, and more agile. On jumped straight up, two more to either side, and one stright at Aiko.

OCC: wait this wole thing is fake? just smoke and mirrors! wow.

The werewolve's dodged out of the way, with extreme agility. They then all gathered in a group and roared a prayer to Hircine. The blinding light fell upon the Arena. The werewolve's changed. Their snouts grew langthier, their tails longer, their coats shaggier. They became almost full Wolves, their humanity dissapearing. At a loss of most of their spells, they became faster, stronger, and more agile. On jumped straight up, two more to either side, and one stright at Aiko.
Aiko altered the flow of time to where she was faster than the wolves.Then she used another spell. mana poured into her, then she disappeared, a great exposien ripping through the air. Then she reappeared after it had gone through the air. Since the Wolves were already lunging at her, she imagined it would be difficult for them to dodge.

OOC: Lotus is out of town for a week or so. Taking care of business for him until then.

The one that jumped at Aiko was ripped apart. His pieces shimmered and dissapeared. The other ones looked at Aiko, and snarled. They disapeared from sight for a few seconds before they appeared around Aiko. They roared, a Nordic sonic roar. The sonic wave's frequency became so high, that they scrambled Aiko's brain for a few moments, but enough time for the werewolves to latch onto her.The ripped at her throat and arms. One bit the wrist that was holding the mace.

OOC: Oh it is all hologram and computers. Thanks for the infor. The AI would have found out on its own. This allows me to use its powers to their fullest extent.

That's probably going to be a bad idea.

The one that jumped at Aiko was ripped apart. His pieces shimmered and dissapeared. The other ones looked at Aiko, and snarled. They disapeared from sight for a few seconds before they appeared around Aiko. They roared, a Nordic sonic roar. The sonic wave's frequency became so high, that they scrambled Aiko's brain for a few moments, but enough time for the werewolves to latch onto her.The ripped at her throat and arms. One bit the wrist that was holding the mace.

Aiko screamed when the Sonic blast hit, and fell over, the sonic Roar itself killing her, for she was rather weak to sound based attacks. However, her headband did not fall. The stone in its center flashed brilliantly.

Great orange light pusated from it, and ripped a hole in the barrier seperating the Physical world, from the Spirit world.

Then the spirit of a dead 7 year old girl emerged, and the band wrapped itself around the girl's forehead.

"Mother? Mother? you okay?" the little girl asked.

She looked at the Werewolfs.

In a terrible-frighting-not-at-all-a-sweet-7-year-old-girls-voice-more like- something-from-the-pits-of-hel-itself-voice thundered "WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY MOTHER?"

Then the Girl grew to the size of a giant. It was The Dancing Calbrena the last of Aiko's attacks, and her greatest weapon.

Dancing Calbrena grabbed one werewolf and proceeded to rip it in half.

The werewolf shimmered and dissapered. The other two dodged out of the way. They looked at each other and roared. They knew it was their last chance to live. They roared, a roar so loud, so gigantic it caused blood to spill from their own ears. Lighting struck the Arena. In the lighting, a figugre appeared. Hircine. (http://daggerfall.free.fr/daedras/hircine.jpg) Lord of the Hunt. He stared, eye to eye with The Dancing Calbrena. His voice came in a soft whisper, carried on the wind. "My servants called, and I am here. You will face me in all my glory mortal." With that, he lashed out with his spear. The Werewolves behind him collpased, dying. They had poured their essence into summoning Hircine.

OOc: Hircine is a Deadra lord, a sort of god. The Dancing Calbrena doesn't have to deafeat him, just stave him off long enough to let the Werewolve's die. BTW, Judging froim what you said, Aiko is probably going to die soon too, so you also have a ime limit.

Calbrena skittered out of the way.

She was called The Dancing Calbrena for a reason. She danced. Magick has a history in ancient Tribal Dances, danced around a fire to the forces of nature and various Gods late into the night. This was the sort of dance she danced now, a dance of magick.

She danced a prayer to The Myojin of nights infinite Reach, to The Myojin of Life's Tangled Web, to O-kagachi, The Great Kami of all things, and to the other Kami, but it was also a prayer to the Oni as well, and to both sides, her prayer was for power.

She shot great Mythril Spikes at all three Werewolfes, followed by great explosiens of fire.

OOC: Mythril is 100% pure Silver, and is said to have magick all its own.

Hircine twirled his spear, deflecting the spikes back at The Dancing Calbrena. He blew at the fire with an icy breath. He whispered, "Hounds, attack!" Four Feral Werewolves appeared and jumped out at Aiko while Hircine pulled a sword out and jabbed the spear at The Dancing Calbrena while slicing the sword at her.

They aren't actually in the Arena. The combatents are in two diffrent rooms, and the actual fighting is only going on in their heads. Then, their thoughts are projected as a hologram onto the Arena floor. The bystanders can't get hurt.
You can't be serious.
If this fighting isn't real like you say, then my character has no chance whatsoever of winning at all.
Tenarius's eye can't tell what an opponent is thinking, it can only tell what they're doing.
Let me clarify. In a situation like the Doll Lady was facing, with the werewolves attacking, it would be different.
If it's real, the eye tells Tenarius where the wolves are attacking.
Since it's fake, the eye just tells Tenarius that the wolves are sitting there.

Hircine twirled his spear, deflecting the spikes back at The Dancing Calbrena. He blew at the fire with an icy breath. He whispered, "Hounds, attack!" Four Feral Werewolves appeared and jumped out at Aiko while Hircine pulled a sword out and jabbed the spear at The Dancing Calbrena while slicing the sword at her.

Four great hands appeared, grabbed the werewolfes and threw them at Hircine

Calbrena meanwhile teleported behind hiricine and kicked him in the back, in the spine, grabbed him pulled him back towards her, kicked him away again, pulled him back jabbed him with a silver dagger, punched him in the resulting wound, pulled him back, picked him up did a back breaker on her knee, then threw him to the farside of the arena.

Hircine stood up and stretched his back. "Thank you for that mortal. I haven't felt this good in MILLENIA!"(sp) Suddenly, Calbrena's flesh started to wither, bones became brittle, organs started to fail. Hircine's eys flashed. "Mortals have one fatal weakness: Age!" He snarled and the Ferals picked themselves up. "By the way, werewolves are not my only creatures." The Arena flooded with water and weresharks appeared. Hircine cast a spell of water breathing on the Werewolve mages. The Weresharks atttacked Calbrena. "Weresharks are not affected by silver, no. Something else is their weakness."

Hircine stood up and stretched his back. "Thank you for that mortal. I haven't felt this good in MILLENIA!"(sp) Suddenly, Calbrena's flesh started to wither, bones became brittle, organs started to fail. Hircine's eys flashed. "Mortals have one fatal weakness: Age!" He snarled and the Ferals picked themselves up. "By the way, werewolves are not my only creatures." The Arena flooded with water and weresharks appeared. Hircine cast a spell of water breathing on the Werewolve mages. The Weresharks atttacked Calbrena. "Weresharks are not affected by silver, no. Something else is their weakness."

"Fool, I am not alive. I have been dead for the last 20 years, so you can take your age attack and shove it where the sun don't shine. And all were creatures, Divine or not, aquatic or not, cannot stand the power of The Holy Kami. Die." Calbrena Said. Her hands glowed white, and she tore Hircine's head right off his shoulders.

"Fool, I am not alive. I have been dead for the last 20 years, so you can take your age attack and shove it where the sun don't shine. And all were creatures, Divine or not, aquatic or not, cannot stand the power of The Holy Kami. Die." Calbrena Said. Her hands glowed white, and she tore Hircine's head right off his shoulders.

With a sickening crunch, a new head appeared on Hircine's neck. "I am a god. You cannot kill me, dead or not. And what is this Kami you speak of?" He looked back at the two werewolves. "Hmph. They are dead. We shall meet again, I promise." The water went out of the Arena, the Weresharks disappeared. A whisper was carried on the wind. "All things except the Deadra are mortal, like it or not. We can only be banished, and, even then, for not long. I shall see you mortal. I promise that."

Calbrena, Aiko and the Werewolves shimmered away. Mishra appeared on the Arena floor. "Wow, what a round folks, what a round. You didn't expect that ending, did you? Anyways, we have something very exciting for round two: Death versus three, THREE, Serran Angels! Who will triumph, life or death? You'll find out folks, in ROUND TWO!" Three Serran Angels, creatures of holy, pure mana, appeared on the Arena floor. Death also did. Then, the Angels began to sing, a glourious song of life, and of war. They drew magna swords, and flew up into the air.

OOC:

Dearest Friends and Family of the Departed, we are here today, to bury this thread, The Arena, dead before its completion, with Honor and Dignity. Many, including myself, looked forward to its completion however, regretably, due to lack of response from its participants, It has died. May it rest in peace.

Yeah, I mourn.
Though I'm thinking of creating another thread like this. Ri-an, you're always welcome.

OOC:

Dearest Friends and Family of the Departed, we are here today, to bury this thread, The Arena, dead before its completion, with Honor and Dignity. Many, including myself, looked forward to its completion however, regretably, due to lack of response from its participants, It has died. May it rest in peace.

DAMN IT! *Points at whoever controls Death* If you had just posted, you basterd! *Starts to sob*

DAMN IT! *Points at whoever controls Death* If you had just posted, you basterd! *Starts to sob*

go back through the posts, find out, and TG/email them. * consols Grunty.*

My apologies, I'd post now if you want...

I usually just checked for the threads I was in using the search feature and this was usually sa far back that I didn't notice it...

*Prepares Vibrating Sheep of Doom*
So is this thing coming back to life? I have necromancers ready.

I would suggest at least trying. Probably, it'll work

My apologies, I'd post now if you want...

I usually just checked for the threads I was in using the search feature and this was usually sa far back that I didn't notice it...

*Pulls out giant battle axe* POST DAMN IT!

*Pulls out giant battle axe* POST DAMN IT!

*hides from Grunty's giant battle axe.*

Um, Drexel are you going to post?