Round 3 - Blaire vs. Adokas

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Round 3 - Blaire vs. Adokas
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Lord Bowie	Dec 27 2009, 02:10 PM Post #1
What is the difference between a duck? Posts: 4,799 Group: Former Monarchs Member #7,312 Joined: April 10, 2008 Playstation Network ID: Allbowdown Xbox Live Gamertag: allbowdown	The match thread for the Round 3 fight listed above.
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HollyYoshi	Dec 27 2009, 02:14 PM Post #2
I object to your claims Posts: 15,025 Group: =SB= Queens Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Country: United States of America 3DS Friend Code: 1891-1489-0768 Nintendo ID: Agent_Blaire Game Currently Playing: Yoshi's Island	In the realm of the unconscious Blaire lay, surrounded by a veil of darkness. But it was not too last, quite providential for a young husky that needed to battle out of the mess she was in. For at that moment, like curtains being pushed to either side to let the welcoming rays of the morning sun in, the dog opened her eyes. Yet it was not a pleasant sight that she did see. Blaire found herself surrounded by the four walls of a steel cage, dull red rust snaking down the round bars. Confined in the barred enclosure with her, still cataleptic, was the possum Adokas. Slowly, the violet-furred candid pushed herself up into a standing position, her cobalt blues catching the rest of the surviving combatants-Taylor and Adrian in one cage, Miles and Auriel in another, Dorothy and Akashi in a third. Not one of them was cognizant in the least, as they lay on those cold metal floors. �Whoa, I�m the only one awake. But if the others want a chance to see the semi-finals, they�d better wake up. Because I hate to see what those judges would do to those who do not fight.� The Siberian Husky placed a clenched fist to her lips and cleared her throat. She then walked over to the northwest corner of her cage, the point where she could get the best look at the other fighters. After she wrapped her red-gloved paws around a pair of steel shafts, the purple Mobian spoke, her voice akin to that of a commander of a war fleet-quite fitting when one considered her role as a team leader in the Oakland Resistance Division. �Listen up you all! If any of you even want to have a change to survive to see the semi-finals, I�d suggest you waking up, lest those judges try and kill you for �sleeping on the job.� And yes, I know not all of you can be saved, at the moment that is. However,� Blaire paused for a moment, to allow her words to sink in. �However, mark my words, we will all get out of this tournament alive. I don�t know how yet, but we will. And when I say all, I mean everyone who is, or was a fighter in this tournament.� In one swift motion, Blaire unsheathed her Sapphire Blade and whirled around to face Adokas, the tip of the steel blue blade pointing towards the armored possum. �Yes, even you Adokas, though I just know I�m going to regret it.� the canine thought, rolling her eyes. �And now that I am thinking about him�� The husky glanced down at her Cryokinetic Bangle. Like it had done before her battle with Blader, the gauge in the center of the contraption had completely reset itself back to zero. �Sheesh, I was so determined to make those pathetic excuses for judges realize that not everyone in the universe is a blood-thirsty savage deep down that I forgot about the little trick I was going to play on that equally pathetic excuse for a fighter. I still can�t imagine how he could have gotten this far.� Blaire thought, shaking her head in disbelief as she switched on the device around her wrist. However, that prank was not the only thing that had left her mind at the sight of Sadistic and Timotheus before the match had started. For the violet dog had completely forgotten about the advice Miles had given her. And even as she waited for Adokas to make the first move, Blaire had a feeling there was something important she should remember as she causally leaned on the hilt of her saber, a smug grin on her lavender visage. However, before she could even have a chance to figure out what it was she forgot, the sound of metal groaning registered itself in the canals of Blaire�s ears. With one eyebrow raised, the husky tilted her head to the side, her ears acting like a directional compass, pinpointing the location of the creaking resonance. It was at that moment that the purple Mobian noticed that the east and west walls of the cage were closer together then they had been at the start of the match. �Just as the judges mentioned; the space in which we can fight gets smaller the longer the battles go on,� Blaire thought, looking to see that the barred partitions of all the enclosures had moved closer together. The Siberian Husky redirected her attention back to her opponent, a rather determined look on her countenance. �I�d better finish this fast. I cannot let Adokas win. For if he makes it to the top, no one* is going to leave this tournament alive.*� (Gauge Charge: 0%)



Lord Master of Darkness�	Dec 28 2009, 03:40 PM Post #3
Posts: 6,570 Group: Former Monarchs Member #6,063 Joined: February 19, 2008 Xbox Live Gamertag: The Stig Pwnz Steam ID: mod1982	[You actually took the time and effort to write that beforehand? Right. I believe you. Behold what I can create WITHOUT EVEN TRYING.] "Gyuh!" Adokas tried to exclaim - yet failed - as once again he passed from the realm of what could be considered a comfortable existence, to that of the actual reality. As he descended to the ground gently, the sausage that was half-in, half-out of his mouth held its position within the orifice temporarily... then, upon a full state of unconsciousness taking control it fell to the ground. bouncing once, twice and then finally a third time as it came to rest upon what was an immaterial plane of existence. Specks of meat got flung clear on each impact with Terra Firma, and came to rest within touching distance of the possum's immobile spiritual form. And now we, the person(or people, dependant upon perspective and timing) now view the possum's mindset as he descends downwards into what could only be considered himself. Adokas saw himself saying many opponents that he'd faced in the past, not only in the original fashion but also in many and new varieties. To the sadistic, bloodthirsty one it was akin to trying sliced meat sandwiches with different sauces and seasoning's. First was the original kill, some meat-sack who thought he was serving his kingdom in the best possible manner. His life ended with a sword piercing his throat, a stamp to the forehead(and bear in mind this warrior wears heavy boots too), a steady dismemberment, disembowelling, dismemberment, torture, and many other methods of pain that could come to bring an innocent soul's life to end prematurely. And in the same fashion so more came and entered the evil warrior's mind: would it have been quicker to kill that hedgehog this way? Perhaps it would have been more entertaining to make that stupid idiot endure this version of 'pain' instead. So on. So forth. And with time passing in its usual manner, the evil and sadistic possum woke up once again, inside an arena of some stupid and shitty description. Smacking an armoured hand against the floor of the arena, he almost shit a brick as he realised his hand passed straight through. Sitting up, he grinned as he looked around, using that same hand to mash his helmet into place. Yeah, that douche-bag judge twat-bag piece of fur had told them that they were indeed in a cage. He seemed to neglect the fact that these cages were just mesh on all six faces, and not just the walls and ceiling. It would require a deft amount of balancing to even stand upright, that was for sure. He looked about him, remaining on the ground for now. There were other cages spread about them, and at least three had other people inside of them. He snarled at the presence of the robotic fox.... Cy-Fag, he would dub him for now. That one seemed close enough for an energy beam to harm, assuming attacks could pass through one cage into another. There was the echidna, some others... in fact, only one was missing to him. "...Kill you for �sleeping on the job.� And yes, I know not all of you can be saved, at the moment that is..." waffle waffle waffle. The posssum knew full well who this voice belonged to. As he readjusted his weight on his hips to accommodate for the massive holes in the floor, he cast a lazy eye up and towards the source of the provocation.... Blaire Fields, Ultimate Wing-Bag and Source of all Fail. And of course, Epic Husky-Bitch Thing. And right now, she was pointing some sort of weapon in his general direction. "Hey sweety," he groaned as he slowly rose to his feet and tried to establish a footing on the metal grating beneath him, "did you miss me?" At that moment, he heard a distinct creaking - almost like metal rubbing on metal, yet it wasn't... Taking a cautionary eye off the husky, he realised the cage was getting smaller. This was, once again, a possible advantage to himself. If he played it carefully. Realising now was the time to do or die, the marsupial clanked as he steadied himself on the caging beneath, wobbling a little as he forced himself to keep his balance. "So... Blurb was it? I like your sword. Think I'll take it from your corpse... after I've left it to fester for at least thirty seconds. Oh wait," he suddenly changed his tone of voice, imitating mockery with a spare hand raised to his mouth as though he were about to bite his nails off. "I forgot, you've got this big old dream of beating me and becoming the good guy. But I have to ask..." Adokas broke off, realigning himself to defend anything the bitch might throw at him. He sank back onto his rear ankle, and twisted his body towards Blaire with his sword pulled back into his hip and pointed towards the husky thingy. "...Do you fear death?" he grinned, ready for the off.
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HollyYoshi	Dec 28 2009, 08:21 PM Post #4
I object to your claims Posts: 15,025 Group: =SB= Queens Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Country: United States of America 3DS Friend Code: 1891-1489-0768 Nintendo ID: Agent_Blaire Game Currently Playing: Yoshi's Island	�Ah-ha. Just what I�ve been waiting for�� Blaire whispered in a raspy voice as she ignored the other tournament partakers, a few of whom were now fully cognizant and about to clash with each other. But as just pointed out, she was only concerned with one combatant at the moment. ��The Awakening of Mister Sorry-Excuse-For-A-Fighter,� the violet-coated Siberian Husky finished, snickering at her own joke. Casting an eye to the armored marsupial, the dog noticed immediately that her opponent-if he could even be called that-was having a slight problem of balancing on the barred terrazzo of the shrinking penitentiary cell the two were in. And as she watched Adokas play the part of what could only be described as a tight rope walker who needed a bit more practice, Blaire barely managed to stifle the guffaws that threatened to come pouring from her craw. In fact, though she tried hard, she could not keep a small chuckle here and there from slipping through her teeth. �Heh, this is going to be even better than I expected.� Now, the purple-furred Mobian wasn�t at all lacking in intelligence like she believed Adokas to think. She knew well that one wrong step could very well send her into a literal downfall. But of course, being the calm, cool, and collected candid that she was, the Oakland Resistance Division Agent showed naught an ounce of outward worry about something as dangerous as falling out of the cage. Hey sweety, did you miss me? Before that query had passed the diprotodont�s lips, Blaire had been casually leaning forward on her saber. Now, however, the husky gradually propped herself upright and raised her sword so that it was level with her chest. Once her posture was completely straight, she began to gently caress the metallic blue blade, her fingers running over it with such smoothness one would think the weapon had been coated with butter just then. �As a matter of fact,� she began, showing not the sheer abhorrence she felt for Adokas, but a look of complete delight in the presence of her foe. �I did. Like a member of my species misses a bout of Canine Distemper that they were fortunate enough to survive, that is,� the violet dog finished, the pleasant appearance on her visage now replaced by one of formerly hidden hatred. Hatred that all but vanished, externally of course, when the marsupial spoke again; So�Blurb was it? I like your sword. At that �compliment�, Blaire�s blue eyes lit up and she adopted a tone of mock glee. �You do? Really? Why thank you! Thank you very much. Truly, from the bottom of my heart, thank you!� she told the possum, placing the fingertips of her free paw up against her chest, a false, yet somehow convincing, smile on her lavender muzzle. �Hmm, I think I�ll neglect to mention that �Blurb� is another word for �praise�,� the Siberian Husky mused, her mouth twisting into a smirk. Do you fear death? At that inquiry, Blaire launched into a small anecdote; �You know, I could tell you the story of how I practically charged into Death�s Door. That was all for the good of Mobius, of course, and not some worthless sacrifice of my life. And that was just recently too; If whatever healed me after my battle with Blader only works on injuries sustained only during, not before the tournament, then I probably still have the scars from that fateful day. But you didn�t care about that, now did you?� the canine asked, her head cocked to one side. �No, you asked me whether or not I fear death. And my answer is�� That Cryokinetic Mobian took one step forward. For a brief moment she swayed to the left, only to catch her equilibrium a subsequent second later. ��Not in the least!� Without giving so much as any warning at all, Blaire jumped off the rusted metal shaft she had been balancing on. Whether Adokas considered this action to be proof of the canine�s previous words, or a foolish stunt on the part of the Mobian dog, she cared not. All that mattered to her right now was winning this tournament and freeing the other fighters. Like lightning, the fingers of both her paws simultaneously wrapped themselves around one of the floor bars. Blaire kept her grip tight as she began to sway her body like a pendulum. Back and forth she swung, her arc of travel swelling little by little. And once she was at the peak of her largest camber, the soles of her puce boots facing the ceiling, the Siberian Husky let go. The momentum of her oscillation had been enough to propel her upwards. She twisted her body into what could be categorized as a half back flip, making it so that it was her nose, not her boots, that had now turned to the top of the steel cage. Acting almost on its own, the husky�s paw shot upwards. And not a moment too soon. For just before gravity kicked in and decided to pull her back to Terra Firma, Blaire seized a metal rod. She took just one moment to wave at her opponent below before she grabbed a second pole and then a third. As she crossed that monkey bar-like ceiling, the Oakland Resistance Division Agent made sure to travel quickly, her eyes locked firmly on Adokas should he try and use that jetpack of his to hover up to the dog and launch an attack of his own. The resonance of metal scrapping against each other went through the Siberian Husky�s otitis externa, or outer ear canal if one refused to refer to it by its scientific term, for the second time since she had awoken. She could see one of the walls moving towards her, a pretty good amount of feet at that. Perfect. Once again, Blaire built momentum by swinging herself back and forth. Mere seconds had passed before she let go, her heels facing the partition she had seen moving. As she sailed towards that barred bulwark, the violet-furred candid twisted her body to the side. With a resounding thump, leather slammed into rusted steel. The two materials had touched each other for less than a second before the Mobian pushed off with her knees. This time, however, instead of another bar, her target was Adokas himself. Swiftly, she pulled the Sapphire Blade in front of her. A smirk crossed her lavender-furred snout as she made her way towards the diprotodont, and a look of bloodlust shone within the depths of those corneas. She wasted not one instant; still in mid-air, the purple dog swung that saber of hers with the skill and finesse she was known for. Which exposed part of the possum�s skin she severed, it mattered not to Blaire. As long as it was just that; unprotected by a layer of armor. �Say goodnight, possum.� (Gauge Charge: 10%)



Lord Bowie	Dec 29 2009, 12:16 AM Post #5
What is the difference between a duck? Posts: 4,799 Group: Former Monarchs Member #7,312 Joined: April 10, 2008 Playstation Network ID: Allbowdown Xbox Live Gamertag: allbowdown	Ignore Cy's violation of this match
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Lord Master of Darkness�	Jan 15 2010, 10:22 AM Post #6
Posts: 6,570 Group: Former Monarchs Member #6,063 Joined: February 19, 2008 Xbox Live Gamertag: The Stig Pwnz Steam ID: mod1982	Adokas would have replied to the girl, but the shrieking in his ears of tortured metal hurt his sensitive ears. Raising his hands to his head quickly, Adokas staggered backwards onto his rear end. This was not going well.
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HollyYoshi	Jan 16 2010, 08:49 PM Post #7
I object to your claims Posts: 15,025 Group: =SB= Queens Member #9,640 Joined: January 9, 2009 Gender: Female Country: United States of America 3DS Friend Code: 1891-1489-0768 Nintendo ID: Agent_Blaire Game Currently Playing: Yoshi's Island	If the Sapphire Blade struck any part of Adokas at all, Blaire did not know. For something distracted her long enough to completely take her mind off the current battle. The tell-tale sound of metal grinding entered her ear canal with great speed and force like a rushing river entering a gorge. It was not unlike having a dog whistle (a dog whistle that could be heard by more than her species, that is) blown right in her ear. The infernal screeching of steel sent her violet fur bristling like the teeth of a wire brush in annoyance. And that was just the beginning. For as the resonance of metal gnashing against each other increased in intensity, Blaire jerked her head to the side to see just what was going on. The canine was still in the air when this happened, her saber held out to the side. Not a good position to be distracted in, considering the terrazzo of the shrinking penitentiary was just a bunch of bars set relatively far apart from each other. For if the Siberian Husky didn�t snap back to attention soon, this battle would be over for her. Blaire had just gotten a small glimpse of the cage wall when something else caught the corner of her sapphire blue eyes. That something, just so happened to be the floor. Quickly realizing she was in danger of falling into the abyss, the canine flung her free arm forward. The red leather of a glove touched the rusted steel of a rod and the dog wrapped her fingers around the pole, thereby saving herself from certain death. The violet-furred Mobian hung there for a moment, taking the time to breathe a sigh of relief. �Oh boy. Now that was a close one, if I do say so myself.� Between her teeth she placed the metallic blue blade of her sword, making her right hand now free to wrap around that bar. With a grunt, the dog pulled herself up, first one leg and then the other. When in that position, Blaire twisted her body around, until her limbs were all wrapped about that bar. Next, came the hard part-standing up. Slowly, ever so slowly, the canine placed the sole of a puce boot underneath her. The same thing was done for the other foot. Once both bottom paws were under her body, Blaire gently pushed herself up with her arms. For a moment, she swayed backwards, risking herself falling into the deep, dark depths of the unknown. �Whoa, steady Blaire. Steadyyyyyy�� the purple Siberian Husky mentally coached herself, succeeding in keeping her balance. �Now, I�d better get back to the fight as soon as possible.� Blaire mused, taking a moment to look around. She quickly noticed that the action in the cages around her had lessoned considerably. Dorothy, that rabbit, and that wolf Adrian were both out of the completion. Then there was Auriel and Miles. Neither of them were actually fighting, but trying to figure a way that they could both get through this round alive. The dog gave a nod in satisfaction at this-however, she had a feeling with the judges this tournament had, only one of those two contestants was going to reach the semi-finals. But what really took the Oakland Resistance Division Agent by surprise, was the fact that the barred parapets of the cage had ceased all movement. When she saw this, a smug grin manifested itself on her lavender-furred muzzle. �Fate is smiling upon me in this match.� Then, she spied Adokas. The possum was sitting down, his hands held against the side of his head. Probably done to keep out the horrid sound of screeching steel, Blaire mused. Not only that, but it was his back, not his face, that was to the Siberian Husky. Which meant to anyone with an ounce of common sense would realize that Blaire could quite possibly sneak up on Adokas, thereby giving her the element of surprise. And Blaire had far more than a �bit� of common sense. �Well, since I now have the advantage, it would be a waste not to use it.� Right paw wrapped firmly around the dark blue hilt of her Sapphire Blade, the violet-furred Siberian Husky slowly made her way towards the armored marsupial. Twenty feet, fifteen feet, ten feet, five feet, four, three, two, one� �Now is the time to strike.� Her gripped tighten around the hilt of her saber as she thrust it backwards. A delightful, and at the same time smug, grin crossed her lavender-furred snout, determination ever present on her countenance. And as she made an attempt to plunge her sword into Adokas�s back, the dog had a strong suspicion that she would be the victor. That is, assuming the possum�s armor would not get in the way. (Gauge Charge: 20%)



Lord Bowie	Jan 31 2010, 11:27 PM Post #8
What is the difference between a duck? Posts: 4,799 Group: Former Monarchs Member #7,312 Joined: April 10, 2008 Playstation Network ID: Allbowdown Xbox Live Gamertag: allbowdown	Blaire is the winner, sorry for the delay in announcing this one, communication error. ^^;
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