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| Round 1 - Team GFX vs Team Rivals; Bowie & Cap, lilsonic & T3T | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 4 2008, 09:15 AM (198 Views) | |
| E-123 Omega Ω | Jul 4 2008, 09:15 AM Post #1 |
The Master of Darkness
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And after the mayhem and the chaos that was the last tournament, the dust had settled on the familiar arena - circular in shape, roughly 100ft in diameter, with all the scarring from the previous set of battles left lying around, to serve as a harsh reminder that these tournaments were not child's play. Things weren't made any easier by the grand final from that tournament, Dakoter and Rachel absolutely tearing the place up to find a winner; the eventual victory went to none other than Rachel, the dark horse of the entire historical event that was the very first official tournament. Set slightly to the south and off to one side of the arena - inbetween the two sets of double doors the combatants would enter through - could be seen the structure that had magically appeared during the Battle Royale, a grand building that blended beautifully into the rest of the coliseum. The main point of focus here was the overhanging balcony, which would be the point where the three judges overlook proceedings. This balcony would also be the place where the partners of each team would wait before being tagged into battle, and would return to once their stint was over. The three overlooked the arena with a mutual interest. To the left of this group sat a large blue dragon, scales glistening in the warmth of the overhead sun and an evil glint in the eye as he waited to survey the forthcoming fights. To the right was a human, with short brown hair and wearing an eyepatch. He brushed a little bit of fluff off of his tuxedo, casting his eye down towards the car park to ensure his Aston Martin wasn't being stolen. In fact, apart from the eyepatch, this gentleman was very smart and rumoured to be one of the two grand architects for the entire tournament. Finally, the one in the middle moved forwards. It was the same mysterious being from the Battle Royale, resplendid in his hooded trenchcoat. He had an average build, but apart from that nothing could be told about this man. And all three had the power to wreak havok below. The hooded man clapped his hands together; at this point all the clouds in the sky disappeared and the wind became non-existent. "I summon now, on behalf of the grand architects, Team GFX and Team Rivals! Fight with honour, and may the best pairing win!" He placed his hands on the balcony overhanging, the crowd roaring with approval now the fights were finally underway.
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| cap | Jul 4 2008, 10:37 AM Post #2 |
Irelands least wanted
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(aston martin, rofl, typical brit ;p. Anyways time to get started) The corridor was dimly lit, cold and narrow. It seemed like he had been running for an eternit, every turn just seemed lead onto yet another maze of winding corridors. He was officially lost now. Pyro could feel his heart rate rising faster and faster, as he kept running as quickly as his legs would carry him. "Why the hell did I have to sleep in. Of all the bloody rotten days" he muttered to himself. He came to a halt where the corridor spilt in two. He lent down, gasping, trying to catch his breath. The sounds of a roaring crowd could be heard in the distance, but he still had no idea which way they were coming from. Pyro was beginning to get plain frustrated now. He had slept in for at least two hours, and had completely missed any pre-tournament information. Instead he now found himself faced with a maze of corridors, not even sure which one lead to the arena. There was no point in just standing around wallowing in self pity. Taking off again, his footsteps echoed throughout the empty hallways. In the distance he could hear an announcement. "I summon now, on behalf of the grand architects, Team GFX and Team Rivals! Fight with honour, and may the best pairing win!" "Oh just great, just my luck" Pyro exclaimed, feeling like he would much rather had pointlessly yelled that at the top of his voice. His match was the very first of the tournament, and not only that, he had opted to enter the arena first. Nothing was going his way, he had had just about enough of this, when in the distance a wooden sign, stood nailed to wall. "Arena this way" it said "What? Thats it, I was half expecting a beam of light to come flashing down at this point and tell me which way to go." Grunting, Pyro made of in the direction the sign had dictated. At this point, he felt like turning back, finding the architect of this place, and having a few choice words with him. The roar of the crowds had now transformed from a distance noise, into an overwhelming bellow. Then, there it was, a small arched doorway. All Pyro could see was a blinding light at the end. He emerged into the middle of monumentally large arena, and found himself having to block his eyes from the blinding sunlight, while his eyes adjusted from the dark corridors. The judges looked a tad disgruntled, but he couldn't give a rats arse, at least he made it to the arena and wasn't going to be put out of the first round for not even showing up. |
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| Bowie | Jul 4 2008, 11:30 AM Post #3 |
Shall EAT YOUR SOUL!
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Well.. looks like it's time. This was what Saffron had been waiting for.. a crack at the big time. He was going to be getting what he wanted and very soon. The cheers of the audience echoed through the halls and reminded him of the last tournament in which he was just one of the crowd, a spectator. Now that others we're cheering for a fight that he was apart of he felt a new energy flowing in him.. a desire to win.. Millions of thoughts were running through his mind as he leaned against the wall of the cooridor.. taking the last few precious moments to have with himself before what was sure to be a struggle with very worthy opponents would be taking place. To him, it was his time to prove himself as a fighter and stick out, earn the cheer the fans gave.. It wasn't going to be an easy ride from start to finish and he knew it.. every single opponent along the way was skilled in one way or another and would provide unique challenges... The hedgehog lifted his hands and stared into his palms.. clenching them into tight fists. He would overcome these obstacles.. whatever the risk.. its not like you have much to lose permanently when there is a machine that can save you when you need it... right.. The Purple hedgehog lifted his back off the wall and grabbed his weapon, The Egaliseur Power Crossbow, what he hoped could be of much help. Casually he walked muttering to himself.. Time has passed, Here I find myself staring into the mouth of destiny.. my fate.. my crave to compete. I enter without a single soul in this coliseum knowing my intentions, knowing me.. Today me and my partner are going to prove a point, Just cause you're new to somethin.. doesn't mean you're at a disadvantage.. Saffron escaped into the light as he entered the main fighting area to the arena, Pyro had already made his way in and was there to greet his partner. Saffron smiled as the cheers permeated his ears, fueling his adrenaline rush.. a feeling of joy long dormant was reawakened as his brash and cocky side came pouring out of every emotional pore, He turned to look at his partner and new good friend, Pyro, and then turned back to the audience, raising his weapon as if claiming victory from the start, He shouted with all his power, all though it still wasn't enough to fully reach through the sound to the upper Bowl. .....Being new is being fresh! I AM SAFFRON THE HEDGEHOG, WE ARE TEAM GFX! WE DIDN'T JOIN TO MAKE AN EARLY EXIT.. WE'RE IN IT TO WIN IT! With that he calmed and turned back to the firey one with which he was aligned. I'll give ya first crack at them like we agreed, Best of luck man.. we're here, finally.. and the crowd is on a high.. Lets give them the fireworks they want... He grinned and patted the Tenrec on his back as they awaited their tournament opening opposition. |
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| lilsonic | Jul 4 2008, 08:46 PM Post #4 |
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As the crowd roared in cheers, a strong wind would suddenly silence them. the wind would pick up dust, swirl it around and travel by the crowd and flowing with the wind, as if greeting everyone. the wind then dashed down and swirled around team GFX once or twice to only race off and swirl about 10 feet away from them. as it swirled a figure could be seen in it. It was a Kiyel, dressed in an all white ninja attire, arms crossed and eyes closed with his feet together. His appearance slowly come to be solid as the wind swirled faster. It suddenly explodes with grace and not making a sound, just seeing the dust and wind settle to the ground lightly and gracefully. His eyes open slowly to only look upon his opponents. He said nothing, as a light breeze surround him and waved his cloths lightly. Suddenly, fire surround him, then quickly ice. the fire soon gathered together and formed Kiyels best friend Entek, a red hedghog. The ice formed into a female echidna named Nittale. Entek walks up form behind Kiyel as did Nittale. "Why are you hear..." Kiyel stated with a stern voice while keeping his eyes on team GFX. Entek looked upon the team GFX, then whispered to Kiyel as Nittal stood behind Entek. "Kane got caught up with something.... he'll be here shortly....thats what he told me anyways..." Entek explains to Kiyel. Kiyel didn't nod or move at all. "go." Kiyel orders not moving an inch. Entek just nods slowly as he signaled Nittale to follow him off the area. "He looks mad.." Nittale commented as they started to run off towards the double doors on Kiyle's side. "how would you feel after founding out your father was a dark eating soul creature, then kill him afterwards...not to mention killing your mother first... yea, I'd be pretty mad too." Entek replies as they make it to the doors and watched, and waited for Kiyles partner to arrive. |
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| Enemy | Jul 4 2008, 09:33 PM Post #5 |
Me, The Enemy
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A white large double door fades into appearance behind Kiyel. It had the look of a Japanese door with symbols on it. Once it is visible to those far away it starts to slide open, shining a white light. The crowd looks at this phenomenon in aw as the doors slide open to their fullest and stop. A long pause of just the wind breezing by, the audience silenced, the judges waiting along with Team GFX for something to accrue. Then, movement finally came about through the doors. Four figures walked out of the double doors. One was Ein to the left, the other was Hensa in the middle, the third was a red hedge echidna named Sicin. and the forth in the back was Kane. Hensa and the two next to him stop once they reach Kiyels side. Kane keeps walking and pass the four of them to head towards Team GFX. He stops about 2 feet away from them, grinning evilly and studying them both. "hmp...this is who we fight...ha! this will be as easy as killing you father, Kiyel." Kane flashes his eyes a gold color while grinning more evilly upon Team GFX. Kane then turns around and heads towards the four again. "I don't have to tell you the same thing I told you in the first tournament, if you forgot, then remember." Hensa orders while looking into Kanes evil eyes. "heh, and I guess I don't have to tell you the same thing I told you in the other tournament. but I will anyways. Its either they kill me, or their will be two new souls in Soulius." Kane smiles with the utmost evil intentions. "This is still pointless to me... good luck anyways." Ein informs Kane while crossing his arms. "Kill or be killed. hmp, I see many points in this tournament. and Kane will do just that. he better." Sicin adds making his eyes flash yellow. Hensa, Sicin, and Ein soon take their leave and head towards Nittale and Entek. Kane then forms up next to Kiyel and evilly smirks upon Team GFX. "Your going first, I'd hate to kill them both without you having a little fun of your own." Kane informs Kiyel. |
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| cap | Jul 5 2008, 03:25 AM Post #6 |
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Pyro stood staring at the opponents, a tad bemused by their colourful entrance. Turning to Saffron, he whispered to his pointy headed purple friend "These guys take themselves wayyy to seriously." Saffron was to wait on top of the balcony until he was tagged into the battle. That would also give them the chance to even preform a tag team manoeuvre, so really, they needed to time it just right.. But that was for later, for now, all thought was on the bout at hand. Pyro stood facing his opponents, stretching his legs and arms. With every stretch, came a small spark of orange flames, each one making a slight crackling noise. Staring at each of his opponents, they looked like the sort that would rush into the fray head first with overwhelming strength and skill, crushing everything that would stand in their way. Actually, come to think of it, he wasn't even quite sure which of the two would fight first. For now he kept his eyes fixated on both of them, ready. It was like the calm before the storm, and soon the arena would crumble under the weight of such a titanic clash of abilities. Edited by cap, Jul 5 2008, 06:45 AM.
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| lilsonic | Jul 5 2008, 07:03 AM Post #7 |
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Kiyel had no comments to say to Kane. he just waited for Kane to be teleaported to the balcony so Kiyel and Pyro could start the match off. Kiyel just stood their for a few moments, not moving or any signs of movement at all. Like any normal fighter, he would charge forward towards his opponent and attack with swift skill. But that wasn't the case for Kiyel. Instead of moving foward, he turned around and started walking the other way towards the edge of the area, creating a huge gap between himself and Pyro. Once Kiyel reached the edge and turned around and faced Pyro again. Kiyel took in a long breathe and let it out slowly while closing his eyes, thinking, mediating. The suddenly he blots towards Pyro in a blink of an eye, picking up speed as he traveled towards Pyro. His wind was swift and quick like the wind, growing closer and closer as he got faster and faster. each step had power in them, as tiny rocks and dust would kick away from his feet when they connected with the ground, kicking up a trail of dust and smoke as he raced towards Pyro. The question was, what would he do next, or what was his plan from the start. Attacking at such speed could result in a massive collision, if Kiyel was to attack. Kiyel though, had no intentions of attacking just yet. His focus was just gathering speed, and thats exactly what he was doing. |
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| cap | Jul 5 2008, 08:40 AM Post #8 |
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Pyro could just barely see his opponent who was running at such intense speeds now. He looked more like a sharp black blur in the distance more than anything else, and he was getting rapidly closer with each second. Wasting no time, Pyro decided to take his chances now. Raising one arm, he summoned up a small ball of fire in the palm of his hand. The pressure it was creating was causing near by dust and sand to be swept away and be blown up into the air in every direction. Whilst the other arm gripped onto the other holding it steady, and helping to get more accurate aim at the target. Kiyel was moving at such a high direct speed now. Pyro was indeed hoping to seize the opportunity, and fire whilst his moving opponent would be unable to react in time, due to his intense speed. Pyro's aim remained fixed on Kiyle. He was waiting for the last possible moment to fire, and thus make the most of turning his opponents technique against him. The fireball was now about the size of a football and was giving more and more heat with every split second. Waiting till Kiyle was just a breath away, Pyro shot forward the fireball, the resulting pressure difference caused dust to flying off in every other direction, like a invisible force had just crushed the ground where he stood. Pyro himself dug his feet firmly into the ground, as not to become a victim of his own attack. |
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| Spin | Jul 7 2008, 06:20 PM Post #9 |
A magician never reveals his secrets!
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This match is over. Check the Notification of Absence Thread for more info. Winners are Bowie and Cap. *closed* |
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