The Game (Survival Game Show Death Match)

[IAreTehSpeechTeen]

Silent_GhostxxxxxLvl.55xxxxxLives: 7,982xxxxxKills: 7,970
Status: Invul. 5 min

Joshua was just about to enter his work place when the he felt the oh so familar tingle. "Here we go again." He sighed as he walked into the office and sat in a chair, where a few of his co-workers were sitting in chairs also going into the game.

The older brother looked around to see that more and more people were joining as the rules of this game was being announced. "A team fight this time around? Well we can't win everything." he coughed softly as he looked around at all the people.


Power: Vapor ClonexxxxxArmor: StealthSuitxxxxxWeapon: Pulse Lazer Sniper Rifle
Pet: Gas HawkxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Beartrap




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Jeweled_CrownxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 0
Status: invul. 5 min

Kyle was just about to contact one of the local drug dealers that always hooks him up when something strange was happening. Kyle was choking! He didn't know what to do, his brother was not here. The young man fell to the floor holding his neck and began shaking violently what is going on? it is not withdrawals, he has been using mosr of his brothers money either taking drugs, gambling, or being extorted by the local gangs. Was he going into the game? He can't be he is one of the pretty one, his brother was the worker, besides he has never seen anyone act this way going into the game, so why him?

He opened his eyes to see he was with many other people in a strange place, a sense of panic came over him as he looked around. This was it he is truly in the game now. The announcement of the rules were muffled to him as he was screaming in anger "No! I am not to be here! You! You people made a mistake! Take me back!" He had begun to slam his fists on the floor acting like a spoiled brat.


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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[Stubborn Belle]

xREAPERxxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 2
Status: Invul. 3min.

Gethin was still a little spaced out when the rules for the round were announced. Even as reality sank in, he could not help feeling removed from the world around him. He felt empty, like his body was left on autopilot while his mind remained just outside his skull. He was processing his environment just fine. There were people around him, he would have to get away from them. The objective was a high kill count. It was a group event. He started thinking of his next action while he stared blankly at the ground. His first thought was to get away from the crowd, like Kat had had him do in the prior game. Despite that, he didn't move. It was his first thought but his last instinct. It was a group round. He could find Kat? It seemed like a good idea but again his gut told him to pick another option. He'd probably get killed looking for her. Time was slowly running out for him and he had yet to make a decision when he heard someone yelling behind him.

His head turned toward the noise and he saw a blond guy shouting into the sky. From what he was saying Gethin deduced he was a first time participant. Someone greener than he was? Waiting for Kat to find him wasn't the best strategy nor was blindly looking for her. But if he could team up with someone right now, he might last long enough to see her. He couldn't trust someone stronger than him, they could turn around and stab him in the back as soon as the round started. He still had the sword Kat gave him, so he was better armed than someone just entering the game. If he could get him to agree to forming a team then he would have someone to watch his back, or at the very least a convenient meat shield.

Gethin blinked a few times. What was he just thinking? He looked around and saw the other players gearing up for the round. He only had a few more minutes until total carnage. Wincing inwardly he looked back at his fellow newbie. It was now or never.

"Hey! Um, new.. guy?" He stumbled with his words as he approached. Yup, even in the face of death it wasn't any less awkward talking to a total stranger. Gethin could feel his face growing hot from embarrassment. "Uh, I, um,," he mumbled as he thought to himself. "Okay! So we're both kinda ******** right now so why not be ******** together?" As soon as the words left his mouth he dead panned. "Uh, that... didn't even sound good in my head." He lamented. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He questioned himself under his breath. "W-what I meant was, let's uh, team up and try not to die?" Ladies and gentlemen: Gethin Maur, silver tongued serpent, master of the persuasive arts, seller of popsicles to Eskimos. "And I have a sword!" Sold it.


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: Brute Saber
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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poppy-flowerxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 4xxxxxKills: 0
Status: Invul. 3min.

Lucia went rigid as the man, Mal, picked her up and introduced himself. He was touching her! She was going to die again... As soon as the round started. He was going to stab her or worse, and then she was going to respawn in the same place with the same psycho waiting for her. As soon as she opened her eyes again, he was going to be there and then it would start all over. At least she would have the reprieve between dying and respawning to look forward to. And he could only kill her a few more times before she just didn't come back.

But, he didn't want to die, not permanently. It scared her so much to think about it. If she were not so terrified she would have cried. Regardless of how strong she had to be, she would have wept at this horribly unfortunate turn of events. And just when she had been given a little hope. What her father told her, what she needed to do to survive. None of that mattered anymore. She was dead before she started. It was stupid of her to think that she had any chance. There was no hope as long as HE existed. But still, a little part of her wasn't ready to give up yet.

"P-put me down," she demanded in a weak, shaking voice. If she was going to die anyway, she might as well go down fighting. Or, in her case, trying not to pee herself.


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None



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Queen_BeastyxxxxxLvl.60xxxxxLives: 6036xxxxxKills: 8940
Status: Jungle Beast (Stm. Up / Str. Up / Spd. Up) / Invul. 3min.




Power: Faux CoatxxxxxArmor: Tiger PeltxxxxxWeapon: Garuda's Whip
Pet: Tigress SistersxxxxxMount: Armored ChimeraxxxxxMisc: Owl Eye



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SHOTGUNxxxxxLvl.???xxxxxLives: ???xxxxxKills: ???
Status: ???




Power: Turtle MangoesxxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Camera

[Eretico]

SocioPathxxxxxLvl.50xxxxxLives: 6419xxxxxKills:6200
Status: Spd. UP, Int. UP

As Robert took another step forwards towards the house, a familiar sensation suddenly pulled at his mind, interrupting his thoughts and causing him to lose focus as its effect pulled his consciousness away from the real world and into the Game. He was slightly disappointed that the next round had started so soon and delayed his meeting with Queen Beasty, but in all likelihood they would meet each other again in the round that was going to start. It wouldn't be under the most social circumstances, of course, but making a friend wasn't Robert's goal anyway. Not that he would have ever chosen a person like her to hold his friendship.

As he arrived in the Game's world, he was greeted by the lush green environment of the jungle. A thick layer of trees surrounded him on all sides, and the sounds of rustling leaves, wildlife, and whistling wind met his ears. Sliding his hands into his pockets and activating his Stealth Camo as he usually did, rendering him invisible to any prying eyes, he listened to the announcements as they blasted their message, detailing the round's rules in their usual enthusiastic and dramatic way. Robert was unimpressed by the game mode they had chosen; search and destroy was just so boring and common, capable of being won by the most idiotic brutes and killers. No challenge for Robert, even if he had actually possessed the motivation or the taste to play along with it and try to win. At least they had added a spin to it by permitting teams, making the round at least a little bit interesting. Robert resolved to mostly hang back for this round, and spend more time watching rather than actually participating. No need getting involved if he didn't need to, especially since he had more than enough money to live off of thanks to his capture of the gold marker in the previous round.

He did, however, have a new tool to make use of- one which would make the task of surveillance far easier. Dropping his cloak around his lower body, he reached into his jacket pocket to produce a medium-sized sphere made of brightly polished metal, a little bigger than a baseball in size with a plain, unmarked surface. Bending his arm, Robert then tossed the sphere upwards, sending it up about ten feet into the air. Instead of falling back down after reaching its zenith, the sphere stopped dead in the air as its speed slowed down, hovering serenely above its user. A bright spot of golden light then blinked into life on its surface, and the sphere turned its shining "eye" towards the treeline, observing its surroundings, before flying off at a high speed. Robert watched it go, then returned his vision forwards, his cloak covering his entire body once again, and walked off across the jungle path, hoping as usual to find something worthwhile to relieve his boredom.

Power: OverclockedxxxxxArmor: Stealth Camo xxxxxWeapon: Compact revolver
Pet: Recon DronexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Magnifying lens
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OOC: In case anyone's wondering, Robert's been holding his last two gifts from leveling up in reserve to be used whenever he needed them. He used one of them to get a pet, his new Recon Drone, while tracking down Miranda's cell phone. And the gun he's using is the same one as before, I just edited its name to clarify what kind of gun it is.

[IAreTehSpeechTeen]

Silent_GhostxxxxxLvl.55xxxxxLives: 7,982xxxxxKills: 7,970
Status: Invisibility 3 mins.

Joshua heard a scream from the back of the crowd, he shook it off think it was nothing more then a newbie. The Experienced player looked around to see the trees and styled his stealth suit to match the leaves of the trees. "That should do it." he had thought about being in a team, but decided he would use that as a plan. When the time allowed him the sniper made a beeline into the trees, he was going to use the same tactic he used in a forest enviroment but just small changes here and there.


Power: Vapor ClonexxxxxArmor: StealthSuitxxxxxWeapon: Pulse Lazer Sniper Rifle
Pet: Gas HawkxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Beartrap




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Jeweled_CrownxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 0
Status: invul. 5 min

Kyle was just about to just give up when someone neared him. After a little bit of this guy rambling about how he wants to team up Kyle spoke. "I uh, thank you. I guess that would be the best option for us right now." he spoke trying brave himself. Kyle then had begun to think to himself about the sword comment. He might just want stab him in the back for the kill himself, how many lives did they have? He never really care enough to remember. "Lead the way, you have more experience then i do." he spoke trying to be helpful in anyway. Though in truth he wants the guy in front of him incase if there is a betrayal involved.


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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[ChainsawCutie]

The_ButcherxxxxxLvl.63xxxxxLives: 6009xxxxxKills: 9,776
Status: Speed UP, Strength UP

Mal smiled at the child in his arms trying to act tough. He laughed a little. "It's okay kid, I'm feelin' generous! I'll let you be on my team!" He said enthusiastically. He pulled her around to his side and held her sideways under one arm. With the other, he shielded his eyes to get a good look around. "Now where is Miranda?...."

Boom. A loud voice echoed around, signaling the start of the game. Maldon laughed again. He set the girl down and ruffled her hair. He knelt down in front of her. "You and I both know that I can protect you. And I'm sure I'll find some use for you..." He booped her nose with his pointer finger. "What's your name anyway, little one?~" He chuckled, smiling hugely.


Power: Trembling FearxxxxxArmor: ExoSkeltxxxxxWeapon: Machete
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Obedience Chain




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[WishTheWitch]

ninjalicious9

sluttmuffin69xxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 0
Status: Being a moron outside of town




Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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misery's_messengerxxxxxLvl.30xxxxxLives: 2321xxxxxKills: 2320
Status: Invul. 5min / talking to Mal / abusing the pet

Kat staggered as she fiddled with the window display. "Not now." She groaned and stumbled as the familiar fuzzy feeling overwhelmed her. She tried to sit down before the snap hit, but she didn't make it and instead simply collapsed in the front window, taking the manikin down with her. They'd only been outside of the game for a couple of hours. It was unusual for this to happen. Normally it would be days or weeks before the next jump into the deadly game that was life here, but this was different.

Kat frowned as she became aware of her surroundings. The jungle. This was her worst terrain because she needed room to move; she was better at long range weapons than close range. But, that didn't necessarily mean that she couldn't use them, it just meant she was at a disadvantage with her height and strength. Before anyone noticed her, Kat climbed into the nearest tree, scaring off a flock of exotic birds with freakishly sharp teeth. Yeah, birds with teeth. She'd have to watch out for those.

Looking down below, she watched as people paired up and began to eye their opponents. No way in hell was she going to pair up with newbs. That was bad. Going from tree to tree, she surveyed the people below carefully until she saw someone she knew... The rules of this game were pretty simple, and they had a few more seconds before the game started. Swinging down, she hung from the branch until her target was almost under her before dropping down so she landed right in front of Miranda. "Care for a partner, Beasty?" Kat inquired as she stood up and shook out her legs. That had been a 40 foot drop, but thanks to her armor, she was fine. Kat wasn't looking to raise her kill level too much, but knowing Miranda, she'd be more than happy to murder all the freshies. Kat could only hope that Hyle would find her newbs if they were in the game and bring them to her.


Power: Aiming for youxxxxxArmor: Blood's WarriorxxxxxWeapon: Sword
Pet: HylexxxxxMount: HylexxxxxMisc: None

[Stubborn Belle]

xREAPERxxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 2
Status: N/A

Gethin nodded to the blond man and proceeded away from the crowd of people. He knew from the last game that keeping one's distance was important and it looked like there would be more places to hide this time around. Before they got too far away, Gethin looked back over his shoulder to size up blondie. If worse came to worst... Gethin's head snapped forward and his eyes fell to his feet. Why was he allowing himself to think like that? He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. Reminding himself of its presence was oddly calming.

The moment passed abruptly when a loud voice announced the start of the round. Gethin jumped, his head swiveling to check the surroundings he had failed to pay attention to. No one was around him at the moment and that was good news for him. He started to run, taking every precaution not to trip on any hidden obstacles in the underbrush. He wanted distance; a lot of it.


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: Brute Saber
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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poppy-flowerxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 4xxxxxKills: 0
Status: N/A

Lucia shuttered at the man's laugh. She thought for sure he would stab her or eat her or do something as horribly equivalent. Instead she found herself being tucked under his arm. Her hands and feet dangled as her waist folded over his forearm. She looked up at him, eyes wide with shock. He wanted her on his team? No, he was really just kidnapping her. She didn't want to be on a team with him but what could she really do? She was so small and without anything to protect herself with. He could squash her like a bug if he wanted to; she was completely at his mercy.

Lucia flinched when the voice sounded the start of the game. She started to shake as he out her back down. Would he kill her now? He seemed crazy enough to just do it without any kind of warning. He could be like a cat, playing with its meal right before eating it. She cringed when he ruffled her hair, her legs locking up in fear. The fear didn't subside even when he told her that he'd protect her. She just kept thinking about the cat. He had to be lying, had to be playing with her. She shut her eyes as his hand approached her face and then stifled a scream when he touched her nose. She opened her eyes, body trembling as she stared at the smiling man. It took her a few seconds to finally answer him with a feeble bleat. "Lu-Lucia."


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None



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Queen_BeastyxxxxxLvl.60xxxxxLives: 6036xxxxxKills: 8940
Status: Jungle Beast (Stm. Up / Str. Up / Spd. Up)

Miranda groaned inwardly... no, wait, she didn't. She groaned audibly... and loud, really loud, like, loud enough that she was sure her unconscious body in her home made the same exact sound. Only two people made her do that. One was a giant talking v****a, and so was the other, she just didn't live with it. Miranda rolled her neck, and looked unamused at Kat. "Not in the slightest." She didn't have time to be chit chatting and she certainly couldn't afford to be hauling Kat's fat a** around. Besides, she never liked the idea that she stopped killing. Miranda could never figure out why she stayed in the game but quit playing it. She wasn't going to be used to keep her kill count down. If she'd lost her appetite, then she could just retire like all the other second rate vets. She gave a sarcastic smile before brushing past her and continuing into the woods. She had real prey to hunt down, she wasn't going to waste her energy on a washed up princess.


Power: Faux CoatxxxxxArmor: Tiger PeltxxxxxWeapon: Garuda's Whip
Pet: Tigress SistersxxxxxMount: Armored ChimeraxxxxxMisc: Owl Eye



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SHOTGUNxxxxxLvl.???xxxxxLives: ???xxxxxKills: ???
Status: ???




Power: Turtle MangoesxxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Camera

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J-SwizzlexxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 0
Status: N/A




Power: Syringe JunkiexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None

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BlackDOGxxxxxLvl.75xxxxxLives: 3754xxxxxKills: 13977
Status: N/A




Power: Mad HunterxxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None

[MlSTRESS SClENCE]

Name: Leon Olivefield
Gamertag: FireFly_Leon
Power: Living Flame (Leon goes BOOM, but also uses most of her health.)
Rank: Vet
Image:

[MlSTRESS SClENCE]

-=FireFly_LeonxxxxxxxxxLvl. 21xxxxxxxxxLives: 1097xxxxxxxxxxxKills: 1238=-xxx
-=Health: 98% xxxStatus: Flying with Newbs=-

I’m in the game. Crap. Leon had been competing in the ganes for two years - she was twelve. Her first round had been terrifying, but she made it through with the help of some other newbs, and managed to actually kill a few people. Leon opened her eyes. The feeling of going to the game was painful, at least for her. A splitting headache, and a high-pitch screaming sound blaring in her ears, which normally ended with Leon writhing on the ground... She had spawned in a jungle. At least that gave her some cover from snipers, but it gave snipers cover from her. She hated snipers. They were always, well, sniping. The announcements were called, and Leon was rather happy with the way the round had turned out. A team round. This will be… Interesting. She opened her inventory screen, scrolling through her options. She summoned an old friend, her gear vulture. It materialized on her shoulders, Its sharp talons piercing her shoulder. This always happened. She would forget to grab her leather armor, and the vulture would slice her arm up like a roast ham.
She selected her throwing knives, a few bombs, and her blue-silver colored mechanical wings.
Before she knew it, the round had started. Leon crumpled to the ground, pain blazing down her spine. A sword was through her back, and her vulture was screeching and clawing at her attacker. Why does this always happen to me? As soon as I spawn, boom. Somebody ends up stabbing in me some way.. Her world regained focus, and her head cleared. She was back at her spawn point, but she could still feel the pain of the sword right between her shoulder blades. This time, she would be more careful. A pair of newbs were running by her, and she decided they looked relatively harmless. She flew up a bit, so she could keep up pace with them. When she was right next to the one in front, who had midnight black hair and a wild look, she landed and started running too, knife in hand. “Hey. You wanna team? I’m pretty much out of options, and you guys look like you need some help.” She hoped they would say yes, or she was alone.

Leon hated being alone.

-=Armor: Mechanical WingsxxxWeapon: Throwing Knives=-
-=Pet: Gear VulturexxxxxxxxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxxxxxMisc. Small Bomb (x4)=-

[Stubborn Belle]

xREAPERxxxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 2
Status: N/A

Gethin was on red alert so when a girl with wings suddenly dropped down beside him, he flipped. Literally. Before he knew what the ******** his foot hit, he was already eating jungle dirt. He picked himself up as quickly as possible, spitting out leaves and whatever else had been forced into his mouth. He noticed the girl's foot out the corner of his eyes and frantically fumbled backward, being on the ground was a huge disadvantage. Lucky for him, she wasn't an enemy, or at least she didn't seem like it. Gethin just kind of stared at her for a few moments, half contemplating her sincerity and half waiting for a knife to the face. (Really though, they were basically the same thing.) "Um, uh, yeah, yeah, sure!" He responded while hastily scrambling to his feet. "You... you have wings." Gethin wasn't really sure what the protocol was for interacting with someone you just met on a battlefield, but in any case, he was pretty sure stating the obvious was a one way ticket to I'm-with-stupidville. "I mean, uh, we should probably keep moving." He began to dust himself off but paused as he realized he'd dropped his sword. Noticing it on his right he lifted it and then paused for a moment as he realized just how bad that fall could have been. Suddenly, he wasn't too keen on holding the sword anymore...


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: Brute Saber
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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J-SwizzlexxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 3xxxxxKills: 0
Status: N/A

Jason's head buzzed, and it wasn't the normal kind of buzz either. He could hear muffled sounds around him and some kind of light kept blinking on an off right in front of his face. As he slowly came out of his haze he began to wonder if he was in an ambulance, it wouldn't have surprised him. Someone was talking to him too, maybe one of the paramedics? He couldn't quite make it out but it sounded like she was saying the same thing over an over again. Things started to gain more focus and the noises around him became sharper. He saw green, then the blue light flashing in front of him. The green became a canopy of leaves and tree branches and the noises became a cacophony of metallic clings, gunfire, and screaming. Jason furrowed his brow but couldn't move his head to look at anything around him. Suddenly the blue light flashed in front of him. It was a holographic screen, right in front of his face. A voice seemed to emanate from it. "Congratulations! You've received an ability! Press the button below to continue!" Jason heard the words this time but he couldn't make any sense of them. He just stared at it in dazed confusion. God, having to do things when you were high was so ******** frustrating. At least, that's what Jason wanted to think but at the moment he didn't feel like he was high. That is to say, he didn't feel like he did moment before. Maybe this was hell? High and forced to perform sober for all eternity.

His answer for his current state was met with a resounding "Farm the newb!" An axe plunged towards Jason's face and all the fogginess in his head gave way to blue skies. He rolled to his side instinctively and jumped to his feet, meeting his attacker face to face. The man was covered in blood, decked out in armor, and was giving him the most intense crazy eyes he'd ever seen. (That was saying a lot considering he was a drug dealer...) Just as he noticed the man's appearance he also noticed the blood soaked battlefield around him. He looked around confusedly before the blue screen popped in front of his face again. "Congratulations! You've received an ability! Press -" A bloody axe cut straight through the screen, causing Jason to jump back to avoid it. He figured now was a good a time to run as any and bolted away from the bloody fray. He had just started thinking about what the ******** was going on when it occurred to him that he was the biggest ******** t**t for not realizing he was in the Game sooner. "[********]


Power: Syringe JunkiexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None

[MlSTRESS SClENCE]

-=FireFly_LeonxxxxxxxxxLvl. 21xxxxxxxxxLives: 1098xxxxxxxxxxxKills: 1239=-xxx
-=Health: 98% xxxStatus: Flying with Gethin and that Blonde Guy=-

He fell. Leon should have expected this, landing practically on top of him and all... "Oooh... Uummm... Are you okay? That was a nasty fall you took there." She watched him get up and assumed that he was fine. Then she noticed something... how does a newb have a sword? Unless he leveled up or received a gift or something... She put that thought away (for now), and introduced herself. "I'm Leon. Level 21 Vet, pleased to meet you." She smiled. She had never been good at smiling, so she looked a bit creepy. It probably didn't help that there was good amount of blood on her armor."Yes I have wings. They were a gift I got at level 20. What a handy skill it must be to go around stating the obvious. 'Oh! He has a sword and is going to hack off my face!' The enemy will be so surprised, he will stop and victory shall be yours!" Leon was a very talkative girl. She did it when she was nervous, which, unfortunately, meant she was normally very chatty throughout the games. It more or less balance out though, because of her skill with throwing knives.

Just then a man came from behind one of the trees. He had a crossbow-thing, and was aiming straight for the blonde guy, whatever his name was. Leon flipped her wrist, the knife arced through the air, the blade wedged itself in the attacker's forehead, and blood flowed on to the ground as the man slumped over. Another job well done. "Alright then, let's go before somebody else attempts to murder us. I've already been killed once this round, and I intended to keep it that way." She began running, and more or less trusted them to follow. If they tried anything, she would make sure neither of them made it out of the games alive.

-=Armor: Mechanical WingsxxxWeapon: Throwing Knives=-
-=Pet: Gear VulturexxxxxxxxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxxxxxMisc. Small Bomb (x4)=-

[ChainsawCutie]

The_ButcherxxxxxLvl.63xxxxxLives: 6009xxxxxKills: 9,776
Status: Speed UP, Strength UP

Lucia. Finally he had gotten her name. Mal smiled at her. "Let's get going. Need to find someone..." He turned away from her."She's probably looking for me right now.." He fingered his machete and grabbed Lucia by the wrist with the other hand.

Leaves crunched under his boots as he walked. He noticed how her footsteps were silent, even in a forest like this. It was strange, interesting really. A yell broke him out of his daydream. A man rushed out of the brush wielding a sword. Mal chuckled and dispatched him quickly. Blood splattered the grass. "How many lives you got left kid? I know I took at least one.." He turned to Lucia. Before she could answer, Mal's attention was already turned to the trees to their left. A bright blue light kept flashing. He tilted his head and started walking.

Ha! It was another noob getting killed over and over. "This dumbass probably doesn't even know what's going on.." Mal laughed. He gripped his machete and raised it as he picked up his pace. He lifted it to strike, when he saw that familiar brown spiked hair. "YOU'VE GOT TO BE ******** KIDDING ME!" Mal's eyes grew wide. He lowered his weapon and ran at the noob. "J-SWIZZLE!? WHAT UP YOU CRAZY ********!?!" Mal picked up his drug dealer in a huge bear hug and swung him about. "Lucia! Come meet Jason!"


Power: Trembling FearxxxxxArmor: ExoSkeltxxxxxWeapon: Machete
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: Obedience Chain




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[WishTheWitch]

sluttmuffin69xxxxxLvl.1xxxxxLives: 5xxxxxKills: 1
Status: doing his best to find allies

Keagan shuddered as he picked himself up off of the ground, his neck and back ached. He had not been prepared to be yanked out of his body so roughly. Did anyone else have this problem? Probably not. It was just his luck to be suck with a doucher extractor. Of course he immediately jumped to his feet, no weapon to be found, as the familiar voice gave him only a few minutes to find a partner.

Keagan wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, so it took him more than five minutes just to find a group of people who were, by then, ready and willing to kill him. Only after running for his life and screaming profanities at the group of jerks herding after him did he finally find what he was looking for: a discarded sword on the ground. Yes! "Now I can kill a b***h!" He cried triumphantly, only to scream like a little girl as someone actually challenged that proclamation by charging head on at him. Keagan was once more running for his life...

The seemingly stupid man soon found himself alone and in a good position to observe others when he noticed a man dodging axes like his life depended on it-- which it did. Keagan ran forward, startled by a sound in the woods. He felt bad for the guy dodging axes, seeing himself in the man. Just as he got close to the duo, his foot caught on something, making him stumble and lose his footing and his grasp on his sword. "********!" Keagan cried just as his sword buried itself in the man with the axe. "Ahhh!" Keagan scrambled forward and yanked out the weapon, completely absorbed in what was happening as the man bled out on the field. "********." He muttered under his breath as he tried to think of something useful to do for the dying man. But he wasn't doctor, or even remotely sure of what to do, so before he could do anything, the player blinked out of existence. It took a few moments for that realization to sink in... And another few for the thought to dawn that he'd just saved someone's life. "Hey, I just saved your life! Damn I'm cool." He grinned proudly as he stood with his chest puffed out, watching as the massive bald man hugged the j-swizzle person.

Keagan felt odd looking at the man currently embracing the person he'd just saved. "Hey!" He exclaimed, holding up his sword in defense. "You're the guy who killed me last game!" He was terrified. Did he run? Hide? Scream like a little b***h? All three? This man was terrifying! He'd ruthlessly killed Keagan last game for no apparent reason. What if he did it again? Then what?


Power: NonexxxxxArmor: NonexxxxxWeapon: None
Pet: NonexxxxxMount: NonexxxxxMisc: None




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misery's_messengerxxxxxLvl.30xxxxxLives: 2321xxxxxKills: 2320
Status: currently looking for Hyle

Kat rolled her eyes as Miranda walked off. Of course she wouldn't, the b***h. She was the only person who knew of Kat's no kill rule, so of course she wouldn't let her join her team and possibly mooch off of her kills. That meant that she needed to see if one of her noobs at the very least had been drafted back into the game like she had. And the ONLY way to do that besides just wandering around aimlessly and risking either killing or getting killed, was for Hyle to find them. Kat was beginning to think that maybe it would be easier just to find the newbs herself.

The woman disappeared into the tops of the trees, Kat didn't need people seeing or hearing her calling for the rather unintelligent permanent. "SHOT GUN~" She yelled into the open air once she'd climbed high enough. "SHOTGUN, WHERE ARE YOU!" Her voice carried, but not very far over the cacophony of the murder taking place below the foliage. She had been in worse situations where he'd come to her aid, somehow hearing her voice when she called. Hopefully it would work this time.


Power: Aiming for youxxxxxArmor: Blood's WarriorxxxxxWeapon: Sword
Pet: HylexxxxxMount: HylexxxxxMisc: None

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Name: Kailey Brown
Gamertag: KB.1618
Power:Unbearable Charm
Rank: Newie, but she has been in the game 3 times before.
Image:

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-=FireFly_LeonxxxxxxxxxLvl. 21xxxxxxxxxLives: 1097xxxxxxxxxxxKills: 1238=-xxx
-=Health: 98% xxxStatus: Flying with Newbs=-



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-=Armor: Mechanical WingsxxxWeapon: Throwing Knives=-
-=Pet: Gear VulturexxxxxxxxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxxxxxMisc. Small Bomb (x4)=-




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-=KB.1618xxxxxxxxxLvl.2xxxxxxxxxLives: 5xxxxxxxxxxxKills: 8=-
-=Health: 74% xx Status: Hiding in a bush.=-

Kailey was hiding behind a jungle shrub, gripping her half-broken spear for dear life. Apparently somebody had split their spear on a rock or something, and discarded it on the ground. The shaft was chopped in half, so it was half as short as it was supposed to be, but the point was still relatively sharp. It as a weapon. Weapons are good. Anyway, Kailey was crouched down behind a bush acting like a ******** coward. She was telling herself how un-brave she was, when she heard somebody shouting something about a shotgun. Or somebody. The person almost came in view, but not quite. Kailey readied herself for an oncoming attack, just in case. She hoped she would be all safe in her leafy bush for the entire round. Then she could go on that date she had tonight. I'll be lucky if I live past the next five minutes, let alone an entire round. Kailey thought. This is s**t. I would rather be in Math than in the game. Obviously.


-=Armor: NonexxxxxWeapon: Broken Spear=-
-=Pet: NonexxxxxxxxxxxxMount: NonexxxxxxxxxMisc: Hair tie (x2)=-