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Inter-Round "Cafeteria"; The In Character chat between beatings
Topic Started: Apr 26 2009, 04:08 PM (6,457 Views)
RabidChoco
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Sandopolis Act 2
A look of annoyance flashed across Taylor's face as Blaire broke down laughing. I don't think I'm that funny, he thought. "My point being, you have been making a bunch of dumbass mistakes, especially recently, demon. Can you afford to be careless? Even if we fail to beat you, the fact is you've shown a sliver of weakness... What'll it cost you to stomp us down completely, and will you be able to hold your own against your own kind?" With a quick breath, he blew his bangs from his eyes. "In the longer run, you might've just screwed yourself over."
Indeed, there is nothing more repulsive than these monsters that defy nature and are known by the name of witcher, as they are the offspring of foul sorcery and witchcraft. They are unscrupulous scoundrels without conscience and virtue, veritable creatures from hell capable only of taking lives. They have no place amongst decent and honest folk.
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What is the difference between a duck?

"You're all crazier than I am, the proverbial knife is right against your throat and yet you act like all is well. We'll see who has the last laugh.. Just know, in this realm, I am the ultimate authority. Whether you choose to disregard me.. or ignore me entirely, I'll make sure that you get what you deserve, until then..."

Sadistic tosses out one of his metallic projection spheres as he turns to leave the room, the display that pops up shows vaguely what appears to be a tightly woven blanket of wire and rope.

"..You get to figure out all the specifics."

He phases out of the room leaving the projection orb to the remaining fighters.

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This round will see you preparing on short notice as angry demon doesn't feel the need to explain the environment of the match at this time. >3
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Blaire did notice Auriel's reactions to her speech. She shook her head, a sly smile on her muzzle. "I already have a significant other. Besides, he's a bit too old for me."

You're all crazier than I am, the proverbial knife is right against your throat and yet you act like all is well.

"We're crazier then you? Ha! Who was the one that trapped the others here? How is the one creating these odd arenas for us to fight in? Who-"

Before she could finish her statement, Sadistic threw a metal projection sphere towards the group. There was a flash of light and a display popped up. Though it was a bit hard to see, Blaire could make out the picture as....a blanket? Made of wire and rope?

You get to figure out all the specifics.
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"Yeah, yeah, tell me something I don't know..." Taylor muttered after Sadistic left. "'Crazy' and 'coherent' aren't on the same scale. I can be both, real easy." He looked at the projection suspiciously. "Okay, what the hell is that supposed to be?" Taylor let out another breath. "Seems harmless enough by appearance..."
Indeed, there is nothing more repulsive than these monsters that defy nature and are known by the name of witcher, as they are the offspring of foul sorcery and witchcraft. They are unscrupulous scoundrels without conscience and virtue, veritable creatures from hell capable only of taking lives. They have no place amongst decent and honest folk.
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Seems harmless enough by appearance...

"What I'm about to say is going to be a little cliche, I know," Blaire began, raising a gloved finger. "But appearances aren't anything. This may look like just a bad weaving job, but that's probably the intention. First off, check out these wires woven in. What's up with that, do you suppose? And how do we know the ropes are safe? Chances are, with these judges running this thing, they could snap if too much weight is put on them,"

The canine took a moment to pop the lid off her tin contianer of chocolate mints. Not taking one eye off the projection, she poured a couple of the sweet candies into her palm.

"I'd advise not spending too much time in one place."
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"Good point. Also taking into account my innate abilities: What do you figure the rope's made of, how malleable is the wire, and what the hell is underneath it all?" Taylor continued that train of thought. "It'll probably take more than our weight to break it though... unless it's actually rice paper or something."
Indeed, there is nothing more repulsive than these monsters that defy nature and are known by the name of witcher, as they are the offspring of foul sorcery and witchcraft. They are unscrupulous scoundrels without conscience and virtue, veritable creatures from hell capable only of taking lives. They have no place amongst decent and honest folk.
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"I'm not sure how malleble the wire is," Blaire admitted. "But, I wonder why it's even there. As for your other two questions; The rope looks like any other I've ever seen. Possibly made from the fibers of a hemp plant. As for what's underneath it, I'd say some kind of bottomless abyss."
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What is the difference between a duck?

A slight heaviness falls on your shoulders.. it was time, you'd already grown accustomed to the transmission back into your earthly frame. Easily passing from consciousness you watch as those others fade around you, the final four left standing to face the judges.. You know you'll have to fight to get your shot at them, but your opponent may be just as willing to make it to the end... of four, only two can move to the final.. Whether you like it or not.

Your sight is canceled out as if turned off by the press of a button on a television remote, then.. nothing.
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Auriel awoke once more in the cafeteria, following the prompt dispatch of Akashi by the judges. His own awareness had faded not long after his defiant shout at Sadistic. Before he finally lost consciousness, he had heard shrill laughing, akin to nails on a chalkboard, and the wet bubbling screams of Akashi, sobbing the name of his lover...

'Unnecessary suffering makes for poor music, I find,' Auriel thought grimly. Extricating himself from the flotsam of the wrecked cafeteria, he made his way over to the intact tables and chairs in the middle of the room. Collapsing into a chair, he sighed, then reached under his chestplate and pulled out a small, hidebound book. The dogeared pages contained words from a very old and almost forgotten religion, considered a relic by most. Being widely published and distributed in its day, its pages had helped the races of Mobius give form to their spoken word. Or so the myths said.

He rubbed a gauntleted finger on the inside of the binding, on the almost unreadable text there: Placed By The Gideons. A ghost of a smile danced across Auriel's face. Gently, he flipped the small, ancient book open, and turned to a heavily worn page. Smeared by grit, grease and a bit of blood, the words were dim, yet still visible:

1 Do you rulers indeed speak justly?
Do you judge uprightly among men?

2 No, in your heart you devise injustice,
and your hands mete out violence on the earth.

3 Even from birth the wicked go astray;
from the womb they are wayward and speak lies.

4 Their venom is like the venom of a snake,
like that of a cobra that has stopped its ears,

5 that will not heed the tune of the charmer,
however skillful the enchanter may be.

6 Break the teeth in their mouths, O God;
tear out, O LORD, the fangs of the lions!

7 Let them vanish like water that flows away;
when they draw the bow, let their arrows be blunted.

8 Like a slug melting away as it moves along,
like a stillborn child, may they not see the sun.

9 Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns—
whether they be green or dry—the wicked will be swept away.

10 The righteous will be glad when they are avenged,
when they bathe their feet in the blood of the wicked.

11 Then men will say,
"Surely the righteous still are rewarded;
surely there is a God who judges the earth."


"Aurora, lend me yer aid in this time o' crisis. O Aurora, please remember me."

It was some time before Blaire reappeared, unconscious as he was. Standing up, Auriel made his way over, and waited until she had regained consciousness. It was far beyond himself to attempt waking her, whether it be purely tame or something more carnal. His code disallowed himself the ability to pursue such barbaric urges. His eyes were not things of physical application, however, and he silently appreciated her beauty as she lay there.

As Blaire drifted up from slumber, the knight held out his hand to help the combatant up. "Easy now," he cooed in his gentle brogue. "Glad t' see ya made it through. Now where's th' other one?"
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Before she drifted from unconciosness like a feather on the wind, Blaire heard a shot being fired. Had she had time to react, she would have tried to use her saber to deflect the bullet. However, at that very moment, everything went black.

Easy now.

Hearing that voice prompted a slow arousal of Blaire from her slumber. With a dazed moan, the canine turned her head, eyes cracking open. Through blurred vision, she could see Auriel looking down at her, his hand held outward. Taking the incentive, the dog grabbed the hand and allowed herself up into a standing position.

Glad t' see ya made it through. Now where's th' other one?

"The human? Taylor? I believe...he's with the others," Blaire said sadly, sighing deeply. "Not only that, but my own boyfriend is in danger here..."
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Blaire rose unsteadily to her feet, still somewhat disoriented due to her transition from battlefield to cafeteria. As it was, it took a second or two to digest Auriel's question before she finally responded:

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"The human? Taylor? I believe...he's with the others," Blaire said sadly, sighing deeply. "Not only that, but my own boyfriend is in danger here..."


Auriel grimaced. "Ach... yet another who must be avenged. Him, an' his significant other, whoe'er that may be. Me condolences 'bout yer boyfriend. 'Tis a shame that we must fight not only fer ourselves, but those we cherish, too."

And then the knight noticed, rather belatedly, that he was still holding Blaire's hand in his own gauntlet covered grip. "Um... beg pardon, but ye need help to a seat? Oi'll guide ye if yer needin' it."
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Me condolences 'bout yer boyfriend. 'Tis a shame that we must fight not only fer ourselves, but those we cherish, too.

"Thanks," the canine stated, cracking a faint smile.

Um... beg pardon, but ye need help to a seat? Oi'll guide ye if yer needin' it.

"Oh no, I'm good," Blaire stated, slipping her paw out of the echidna's own. "I'm still just a little disoriented after my match. I'll be fine," she assured, as she turned and headed for the nearest seat.

As she made her way to the table, the violet-furred Siberian Husky took a moment to check and make sure she had been properly healed.

"No gunshot wounds? Check. No burn marks? Check. And what of my ear?" Gingerly, the dog reached up to touch the ear that had been shot, almost in half, during the battle. To her relief, it was as good as new, whole and markless.
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"Oh no, I'm good," Blaire stated, slipping her paw out of the echidna's own. "I'm still just a little disoriented after my match. I'll be fine," she assured him as she turned, and headed for the nearest seat.

"As ye wish," he replied, taking a step back and bowing in assent. As she made her way to the table, the violet-furred Siberian Husky made good to examine herself, to assure herself that she had healed after her match. It seemed that she had been through quite an ordeal, for she muttered to herself and was quite tender when it came to examining certain parts of her body.

Auriel crossed his arms, metal clanking on metal. Taking a glance at length around the cafeteria, he sighed through his nose. "Well now... looks like it's down t' you, an' down t' me. Oi must say that while Oi'm well pleased ye made it this far, lass, Oi'm disappointed that ye must now face me blade in this last match. 'Tis a shame it couldn't be under better circumstances."

Uncrossing his arms, Auriel hooked his left hand onto his belt by his thumb, and played with his beard with the other, considering his options. As he did so, he circled around the table Blaire sat, and gazed intently at Blaire's azure eyes, trying to take a measure of her resolve. After a moment, he shifted his weight to his left and gestured at her with his right hand.

"Oi don't suppose Oi could convince ye t' defer this match t' me?"
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With a yawn, Blaire took a seat at one of the tables. Boredom etched on her features, the canine rested an elbow on the surface of the counter, the side of her head digging into her gloved palm.

Well now... looks like it's down t' you, an' down t' me. Oi must say that while Oi'm well pleased ye made it this far, lass, Oi'm disappointed that ye must now face me blade in this last match. 'Tis a shame it couldn't be under better circumstances.

"You can say that again. And what do you want to bet the judges are going to be spouting some ridiculous junk about how we're all heartless souls underneath, caring about no one but ourselves? They seriously need to get a reality check."

Oi don't suppose Oi could convince ye t' defer this match t' me?

A sly grin suddenly grew on her features. "Not a chance."
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"Not a chance."

Blaire smiled, with all the beguiling charm of a confident woman. Auriel couldn't help but smile in return; his opinion of her had been rising steadily for quite some time now.

"Yer valor does ye credit, lass. But all good candor aside, Oi must be forthright. Yer alone, fightin' for yer lover's fetters t' be rended. Oi'm not alone, for Oi've more soldiers at hand than you do. Oi fight wit' th' burden o' those made dead in yon infernal tourney. Th' souls o' the fallen clamor for recompense. Oi cannae abandon this burden, which be heavier than yer own. Th' bell is tollin', but it does not for me.

"And for what it's worth, 'twould be a shame t' mar yon pretty face. Would ye not reconsider?"
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