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- Round 1: Nick Gladyss vs. Rachel Harding
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| Round 1: Nick Gladyss vs. Rachel Harding; Location: Arena One | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 12 2011, 06:09 PM (592 Views) | |
| Lord Talancir D'Landior | Feb 12 2011, 06:09 PM Post #1 |
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The sun arose the next morning over a whitened landscape. The cafeteria had prepared a light breakfast for those who wished to eat before their fight, and bonfire pits had been dug at intervals into the ground. The snowstorm had largely blown itself out; only a slight flurry floated gently downward from the sky. The door to the arena battlegrounds stood closed, and Auriel stood silently in front of them, his gauntleted hands clasped behind his waist. When all were gathered, he spoke, "There be one o' ye who'll be th' Champion this time 'round. Many o' ye'll fight fer it, but only one'll claim it. Oi pose these questions t' ye: Who then 'as th' right t' call us victor? O' who'll th' poets adore in prose an' song when th' dust 'as settled? 'Tis naught but th' roaring crowd, th' audience who takes note; th' final opinion that crowns heroes an' makes tyrants rot in cold dungeons. D' ye 'ear 'em? D' ye 'ear their clamour?" Auriel raised a hand above him; at this signal, choreographed fireworks soared up from the castle turret in the middle of the battleground, and split the air with thunder and noise. The audience in the nearby distance roared their approval. Auriel let his arm fall to his side, and glanced up and down the group of assembled warriors. "Go, an' win glory fer yerself, yer family, country, or whomever. Yer destiny awaits." The doors behind him opened to reveal a stone passageway, held up by reinforced wood buttresses and lit by brass lanterns. Inside the hallway were doors, next to which heralds were standing, calling out names. "You there! Are you Rachel Harding? Right this way, miss!. And you, you must be Nick Gladyss. ...Yes, that's you. Come over here please, sir. Right then, let's get you two in your places." The herald promptly leads you to the arena, the snow crunching under his paws. There as a layer of snow about four inches thick, covering what appeared to be a layer of peat and gravel. Wooden logs were posted up from the ground, seemingly at random and offering a modicum of cover. To counter the heat, eight large iron braziers on metal legs were set against the perimeter of the arena, blazing hot from the fires that had been burning in them since early morning. The snow under them had already melted, turning the peat into a thick, muddy bog several feet out from the braziers. "When I say, you'll head to the opposite sides of the arena, you two. Next to the fenceposts, we've got them marked. Rachel, stand there, and you over there, Nick. Now then, you've understood that you've ten blows on your opponent to win. Torso (that includes the shoulders, mind) and thighs count as one strike, the head, two. Only seven points to be counted by ranged. If you've a mind to surrender, shout your intentions, that the judges, your opponent, and myself can hear them. Do you two understand?" After hearing the replies, the herald nodded, and turned to the arena audience. "My Lords, My Ladies, welcome to the first round of the Fourth SB Tournament! Announcing their debut match, I give you Rachel Harding and Nick Gladyss!" The audience erupted in applause and cheering, and the fanfare horns blew their salutation. Bowing, the herald turned to the combatants. "Head to your starting positions, salute your opponent, then begin!" Edited by Talancir D'Landior, Feb 12 2011, 07:55 PM.
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| Lord Tora Unlimited Crusader | Feb 12 2011, 06:50 PM Post #2 |
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When the herald gave the signal, Rachel moved to her starting corner; though where most people would have just walked around the fenceposts, she instead leapt onto them, ran across the length of the fence and jumped off at the end, her usual grin spread across her face the whole time. She waited until her opponent - a scruffy-looking fox who seemed younger than she was - was in position, then gave a little bow, her grin widening as she did so. "So, your name's Nick, is it?" she asked, "You all set to go at it? Don't go holding back on me, 'cause I sure won't, heheh!" And damn straight she wasn't going to hold back. After all, he had a gun. Rachel was, by nature, an overconfident lass, but even she knew her limits. Bullets could break the sound barrier; she couldn't. Plus there was the fact that coats and pistols on the same person often meant trouble. Folks like that were all too often the kind of cowboys-and-outlaws type that could pull off trick shots without even blinking. What's my approach this time? she thought to herself, Looks like it'll be the same hit-and-run tactic as always... I'll have to present a difficult target to him, which should be fairly easy with all these logs in the way. In fact... Hm... I wonder... An idea cropped into Rachel's head, one that would almost certainly prove to give her an advantage. |
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| Juice | Feb 12 2011, 07:17 PM Post #3 |
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Nick quickly sprinted around the fence while the girl fox just jumped up onto it. Geez, this girl, huh? Due to her entrance Nick already knew a little something about her, she obviously was quick on her feet. "So, your name's Nick, is it?" she asked, "You all set to go at it? Don't go holding back on me, 'cause I sure won't, heheh!" "Of course not girlie, we're both here to win remember? Though it is customary for the ladies to go first." Nick said just arriving at his designated fighting spot. "So whaddya say girlie? Let's have at it." Nick chuckled over confidently loading his pistol. Let's see, I'm facing a girl with obvious high speeds, hmm, I don't think I'll be able to use much range without the assistance of some smoke grenades. Nick pondered while bracing himself for whatever she had up her sleeve. This might be a misjudgement Nick thought, But usually girls don't have high damage threshold, so there's always that. And what about his smoke grenades, did they count as a strike? Nick had never been hit by one of his own, so he obviously didn't know if they inflicted pain anywhere but the brain. Though they might hurt the brain some, I really don't know. But just to be on the safe side, I'm going to only use them accordingly. |
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| Lord Tora Unlimited Crusader | Feb 12 2011, 11:05 PM Post #4 |
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He's letting me make the first move? Rachel thought to herself, That's clever of him... Not so good for me, on the other hand. Hum hum, nothing for it then! With that, she bolted a few metres forward, as if to charge Nick head-on, then ducked to one side suddenly, so that their mutual line of sight was broken by one of the thicker logs. I'll have to work fast; now that we can't see each other, he'll start moving to try and get a clear shot at me... I need to be in position before that happens. She continued her dash toward the log, but just as it began to look as if she were about to collide with it, she leapt at it and run up the length of it until she was near the top. At this point, she dug the head of her kawanga into the wood and came to a stop, using the grapnel like an ice-climber's pickaxe to hold herself in place. A quick glance to either side gave her a good estimate of where the nearest logs were, but it didn't look like they were close enough to bounce between. Well, it would have been nice if she could have done it that way, but not necessary; if she got on top of this log, she could probably cross the gap with the added altitude. However, this would open her up to attack from below, but she still had the advantage of having the high ground. "Hohoho!" she proclaimed to her opponent, "Come and find me, if you dare!" |
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| Juice | Feb 13 2011, 07:14 AM Post #5 |
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Suddenly Nick lost sight of Rachel behind the log, "Trying to hide from Nick, huh? I can assure you that won't work." Nick quickly dashed to where Rachel was, hiding behind the log. Then very slowly and silently backed up a few yards to throw a smoke grenade on top of the log. My aim will need to be perfect, for this to work. Nick pondered. If it worked, it would very plainly, blind Rachel. The grenade would also work against him though, even with his keen eyesight, unless a part of Rachel was showing he wouldn't be able to pinpoint where her critical parts were.
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| Lord Tora Unlimited Crusader | Feb 14 2011, 10:35 PM Post #6 |
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Rachel was just about to clamber onto the top of the log when a small round object crossed her field of vision. In half the blink of an eye, she identified it as a grenade of some description... and the trajectory suggested it had been thrown from behind and below. Whoa what? How did he get behind me so quickly? Wasn't he on the other side of the arena just a few seconds ago? Instinctively, she threw one hand across her eyes and turned her face away from it, but instead of the flash of light she was expecting - of course, optimistically she believed it was a flashbang, as opposed to something deadlier - it erupted into a cloud of smoke that enveloped the upper reaches of her perch. The initial shock forgotten, she pushed off the log, letting the line on her grapnel play out just enough that it would allow her to swing back towards it once her momentum ran out, and hopefully into her attacker in the process... wherever he was. How far behind her had he been? Was he off to one side? Never mind that! she thought, dismissing the doubts, HEEEERE I COOOOME! |
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| Juice | Feb 15 2011, 05:03 AM Post #7 |
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Seeing as Nick wasn't able to keep her in one place due to shock, he quickly ducked behind a log that was off to one side. Hiding away from her vision, Where is she going now? And unless I hadn't saw exactly what happened, she had her hands on the grapple at all times. But enough about that, where'd she go? Nick quickly ran towards the tree where she had been just a few minutes ago. Nick quickly drew out his pistol and shot the line three times, being as keen as his eyesight was, there was no missing any of these shots. There couldn't be if he was to make her fall off the line. |
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| Lord Tora Unlimited Crusader | Feb 17 2011, 03:29 AM Post #8 |
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Zzzip zzzip zzzip! Although she wasn't sure which one of those shots was responsible, Rachel nonetheless felt her grapnel line slacken suddenly as it was severed halfway along its length. Now with no horizontal momentum, she was completely in gravity's turf now. Luckily, she wasn't far off the ground; she landed in a crouching position, right hand on the ground and the other plucking the now useless kawanga line from the inside of the opposite glove. "Damn," she said in an offhand manner, "Well, it's not like I rely on a weapon that much anyway. Now where the heck are you...?" For Nick had already ducked into cover while she was still emerging from the smoke. Not that a trick like that could fool her for long. She took a few steps back and centered her line of sight straight forward. With the hyper-accelerated reflexes she possessed, the slightest movement in her field of vision would prompt an instant reaction. It was time to lose the aggressive manouevres and get back to what she did best. Counter-attacking. |
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| Juice | Feb 17 2011, 05:13 AM Post #9 |
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Nick jumped out from behind the log with a smoke grenade in hand that he lightly tossed in Rachel's direction. Okay, now this has to be at her feet to work properly, bad thing is, this leaves me with three smoke grenades left for the round, and I haven't even nailed a shot yet. However she hasn't either, we're both learning from each other, no doubt this battle is going to heat up in a few minutes., Nick pondered. |
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| Lord Tora Unlimited Crusader | Feb 21 2011, 12:59 AM Post #10 |
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In Rachel's state of concentration, her senses meticulously deconstructed every incoming piece of stimulus in search of the slightest hint of danger. A slight chill in the air. Speaking of which, there wasn't much of a breeze today, though the occasional light zephyr did make an appearance every now and again. Also coming at spontaneous and irregular intervals was the sound of other competitors in their own arenas; yelled taunts and utterances of exertion mingled with gunshots, impacts on flesh and dirt and sizzles in the air which Rachel could only assume were the work of energy-based attacks or something similar. Dim lighting as the sun became subtly obscured by light cloud cover. Movement amongst the logs. THERE. Her opponent had made a small hop out of cover to throw a grenade (later, Rachel would wonder to herself Why didn't he just lean out and stay mostly concealed, like how spec ops guys do it?), but this time he threw the grenade in a slow arc towards her. Thus, it was almost too easy for the vixen to send the explosive back towards him with a swift spin kick. "Too slow!" she called out, and with that out of the way, she dashed towards him without waiting for the grenade to go off. Once it did, however, she would launch a 540 degree flying kick in his direction; with any luck, the smokescreen would disorient him for long enough for the attack to land. "SPINNIIING!" Not the best kiai in the world, but whatever works, right? |
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| Juice | Feb 21 2011, 07:07 AM Post #11 |
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Nick, becoming disoriented by his own explosive, strained his eyesight to see through the smokescreen. Just past it he heard Rachel cry, "SPINNIIING!" Which Nick assumed meant an incoming attack, but from where? He strained his keen eyesight even harder now that he knew an attack was coming in. So disorientedly he jumped out of the smoke sideways with his Maria in hand pointed where he assumed Rachel to be. Only to skid across the ground where he would be open to an incoming attack, worse yet, his attempt to jump out of the smoke still left him disoriented by the fumes. "No, I am not about to give up this match to a girlie." Nick aimed down his sights where he saw some part of Rachel, however he had not yet gotten himself away from the fumes, though he escaped the middle of it, where he had been completely disoriented. At least now he could actually see Rachel. |
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| Juice | Feb 25 2011, 04:15 PM Post #12 |
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Nick suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline cover all his muscles like a fine layer of paint. Nick quickly got up and jumped over to where Rachel was standing. "No one.....Disgraces.....The......Freedom.......Fighter." Nick panted as he hit her with countless pistol whips. Nick took no time to sprint around Rachel, quickly arming himself with his combat knife and stabbed her in the back. How many strikes had he gained? He quickly had a rough estimate of five and contined to slap her body with the back of his 9mm pistol. "Seven now? Yeah defenitely seven." Nick guessed. "Now.....I'm going to screw with that beauty of a face." Nick cooed. He quickly put his combat knife back in its hollster and armed himself with Maria. "Now you die......" Nick cooed. Quickly he unloaded three bullets into her eyesockets. Nick then, very wearily stumbled out of the arena. "Clean up on aisle......." Before Nick got to finish that unintelligent sentence of his, he blacked out. |
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