ARENA: 1

[The Judicator]

Two competitors are wanted for a small tournament in an arena.

Objective: Win both matches.

SIGN UP:
1.__________
2.__________

[Veyugan]

I'm first this time.

XD

[Ghiste]

SIGN UP:
1.Veyugan
2.Ghiste

[The Judicator]

Posted on a wall is the match-ups.



RULES:
-No deaths are wanted. If given a chance for mercy, you might want to take it. If a mercy is turned down, you are allowed to be killed. A death cannot occur if that person is not first granted a mercy.

-No summonings / outside help.

VEYUGAN, enter the arena to begin your match.

GHISTE, sit tight and enjoy the show.

[Veyugan]

OOC:: No one specified the area. I guess I'll do the honors.

Veyugan's figure exited the vehicle used to transport him to the arena. What was the arena? It was the 18th level of a parking complex. Just one story down from the top, a large crowd was gathered in this area, and it seemed that they were to watch the events of the tournament go down. Veyugan knew not if they were in the city surrounding the island that he was new to, or rather if they took him back down to earth. Whatever, he didn't care. He was ready to fight, as he had not done so in a very, very long time. As his crimson-stained eyes scanned the area, he saw a boxing ring. It looked regulation size, but there were no ropes. No corners. It was just a box on the ground, and not that far off the ground either. Seeing this, it brought back hated and loved memories of his days in his Fight Club. The one he and his friends were a part of for 6+ years. The same place where he found out his special abilities.

Whatever. It didn't matter now. He was different. Special, and he would use his abilities to help him in the matches. He only hoped that his energy would be able to last the entire tournament. If not ... he would be as good as dead. Upon his right shoulder rested his gunblade. La' Kriefa. Within the chamber, he held four bullets. He had only those four left, and actually didn't intend on using them at all. Only in dire situations would he be forced to use them. He pierced his way through the crowd, watching them seperate like Veyugan was a hot knife running through butter. Like a spear, he flew through the crowd, and reached the Arena. He stepped up, and kept his gunblade against his shoulder, awaiting the victim to show himself...

[The Judicator]

OOC- Interesting arena choice

IC- The crowd cheered as you entered, some marveling at the gunblade. However, their cheers stopped at your foe pushed his way through to you.

ORGAL:
Str- 20
Dex- 8
End- 15
Int- 10
Fore- 10
Eng- 5

Weapon:
Axe


The lumbering creature stands opposite you, ten feet away. He sneers and snorts.

"This frail creature is my foe? Pfft. I shall make short work of him."

[Veyugan]

Veyugan's eyes did not flutter when he saw the titan show. Yes - this fight would be something that would need extreme caution. However, he would not let the beast see any weakness in Veyugan. That was something that could never be done. Never would Veyugan let anyone see fear within him. Unless it was something completely unbearable. Other than that, he was one that was unlikely to show fear or anxiety about any situation. It didn't matter. By Veyugan's hands ... this beast will fall.

Once more, the crimson-stained eyes flickered about this beast, taking in as much detail as he someone could. 'An axe. A very large axe. A swing from that couldn't be performed quickly. Hmm. Blood on it? Had he been active before this fight? Maybe he has used a sum of his energy ... Let's hope. Besides ... He is big, tall and monstorous. I'd like to see him run the 50 yard dash.' Veyugan thought smiling, imagining the beast running the 50 yard. Popping his blade off his shoulder, he slid his left foot back, holding the gunblade in the right hand, extending it forward. The tip of the blade pointed at the head of the beast. All Veyugan had to do was pull the trigger. That's it, and the beast would fall dead. Too bad Veyugan wasn't too cheap.

"Come. Show me any work that you could accomplish. I'd like to see it."

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[The Judicator]

The creature seemed to not heed your words. Orgal let out a primal roar and charged forward. As he did though, a strange red vapor seemed to surround him. His axe rose in the air as he prepared for a downward swing.

[Veyugan]

`Ahh. So he ignored my comment? That's not very nice...`

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Veyugan smiled, watching the beast let out a barbaric roar. Why did he roar? Was there any purpose behind it? Was this ogre trying to scare Veyugan? Was he trying to establish dominance? Whatever was trying to be accomplished with this roar, Veyugan would only break it down.

Watching the beast run forward, Veyugan already saw a huge opening. As Orgal began to raise the axe above his head, Veyugan dashed forward as quick as he could, holding the blade on the right side of his body. As Orgal brought the axe just above his head, and was about to strike downward, Veyugan had made his way within the beast's proximity. Veyugan was only a few inches away from the beast. He didn't stop though. As he came close, he brought the blade straight up - jumping as he did so. Basically, Veyugan was going to stick his blade into the ogre's head. There was hardly any way to avoid it. Using both arms to raise a weapon above the head is very dangerous - leaving your entire body open for an attack.

---` Especially when your opponent is smaller, more agile, and quicker than you.

[The Judicator]

ooc- Veyugan, I never said in my post he was using both hands in his swing. Also, I never said the axe needed two hands to use. So, I don't know what made you think it needed two hands. However, your attack will still go through.

ic- Your attack, which was aimed for his head, was blocked by his free hand. Your sword pierces his forearm and continues on to pierce the side of his neck. With a swing of his arm, he attempts to throw you off his arm. Your sword though, is stuck in his arm pretty securely.

[Veyugan]

OOC:: Well, you didn't mention that he used one arm, so what can I work with? I can only guess. Also, with an axe that big ... well ... I couldn't imagine anyone swinging that with one hand ... But no matter what I say - you can always negate it if it's different from what I said. Just, be sure to add a little more detail so I know EXACTLY what's going on, and so I don't screw up again.

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The devious smirk re-appeared as the blade pierced through his opponents forearm, and into the side of his neck. Rather than a one-shot kill, Veyugan could have possibly taken out the beasts free arm - seeing as the neck holds important nerve fibers as well as muscle tissues that let allow the arm to move. Besides - with a wound to the forearm that big - one wouldn't think that arm could be used again. However ... there is always a possibility.

An attempt was made by the beast to throw Veyugan far away from him, and off of his forearm. This attempt proved to work as Veyugan's body was lifted off the ground, and tossed back onto it. As he quickly scrambled to his feet, he noticed that his blade was stuck in the beast's forearm, and it didn't look like it was going to move. Hopefully, the blade punctured or damaged the muscle flexors or stressors of the arm - disabling the movements of the fingers completely. This - was very likely as the blade was wide. Although, it might have not at all. It didn't matter. Veyugan had to bring this beast down fast.

Letting his chi flow to his right hand, he sprinted toward the beast, and as he got close, he hit the ground, sliding on his side. As he would go under the beast, he would use his Kangas Slash and attempt to slice through the beast's achillies tendon on his right leg. If this would hit, then that leg would be completely unusable, and the beast would literally have to hop to keep balance. If the orge would swing his axe, and somehow catch Veyugan with it, then the Kangas slash would be used on the hand that swiped at Veyugan.

[The Judicator]

As you approach the large orc with your kangas Slash, Orgal raises his axe to block. Your slash comes down cutting off his four front fingers. He let out a scream as the axe fell from his hand. Blood squirted from his finger stubs and his arm wound.

We could do nothing but yell and scream.

[Veyugan]

As Veyugan watched the axe fall to the ground, Veyugan knew the outcome of this battle. With only a small amount of energy wasted, he had whipped his ogre's ass pretty well. However, he didn't let his guard down. Charging his chi once more to the same hand, he readied himself for the Kangas Slash once more. Although, not a lot of chi was channeled. He was about to bring down this ogre with one more attack. Leaping into the air, he brought his hand across once more - aimed for the neck of the beast. Veyugan would dig his nails deep into the ogre's neck - ensuring he would hit the jugular. Of course, this would be very bloody. However, Veyugan didn't mind. As he leaped - he commented once more.

"Frail huh?"

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[The Judicator]

*Your Kangas hits. Your fingers tear through his throat. Blood blasts everywhere. Orgal falls dead. The crowd cheers!!!

Ghiste, time for youe match. Enter the arena.*

[Ghiste]

OOC: My appologies for the late reply.

"What the hell are you doing?"

This was pondered by Ghiste as he walked into the arena at the blood thirsty crowd, both of his blue eyes just staring around at them keeping them in his view. It seemed that he has once again signed himself up for something that was turly out of his needing, but for some reason he just wanted to prove to Minji that he was able to fight. Still, he may be way over his head when he had signed up for this whole fight thing.

Who knows in the end though...

"...Hmm... So what exactly is going on?"

Pausing, Ghiste waited for however long he needed for whatever it is which was going to come.

Let the battle begin?

OOC: Not to swell of a post, but I'm sick, and I have no idea when Monday is so I rushed. *Cough*