Battledome! ((Read First Post!))

My new years' resolution is to:

Lose Weight	12.7%	[ 15 ]
Find Love	8.5%	[ 10 ]
Get a Job	14.4%	[ 17 ]
Conquer Fears	11.0%	[ 13 ]
Graduate	9.3%	[ 11 ]
Persue Talents	11.9%	[ 14 ]
Buy a Car	2.5%	[ 3 ]
Move	5.1%	[ 6 ]
Endorse Ganja	7.6%	[ 9 ]
Murder More Monsters	16.9%	[ 20 ]
Total Votes:			[ 118 ]

[Raikuto Benshi]

Rai walked through the arena doors, the usual crowd cheers filled him with excitement. It's been a while since he has visited Earth since he got his old human body back.

"Hello!" Lucas exclaimed in a cheery tone.

"Oh?" Rai was confused. A competitor that greeted him nicely? That was definitely a first. He quickly replied the same way.

"I don't believe I have seen you before. I'm Raikuto Benshi, but I just go by as Rai for short."

"The name's Lucas Sellon." his opponent said while drawing his poleaxe.

"Well, It's nice to meet you!" Rai said while drawing his sword.

Rai dashed towards his opponent, sword stretched back and swung horizontally at Lucas. Lucas quickly parried it downward, sinking his sword into the ground. He then spun around quickly and kicked Rai in the chest, sending his flying backward and crashing into the wall.

"Such...power!"

Lucas starting running towards him. Rai did the same. Both fighters swiftly exchanged attacks, blocking and evading each one. Suddenly a giant explosion occurred in between them, making them fall back to the ground. A giant spaceship with the Intergalactic Bounty Hunter Agency symbol on it appeared.

"What is that?!" Lucas yelled.

"Dang...time for my induction...sorry we couldn't have been able to finish our battle. It was nice meeting you Lucas!" Rai said.

Rai's boots suddenly blasted with a giant flame, send Rai high into the air and through a door had opened in the ship. The ship slowly turned around and almost instantly flew away, declaring Lucas' victory.

@TNP: "I'm now a member of the Intergalactic Bounty Hunter Agency, I shall make them proud!"

[Holy Basil]

Terrified and bewildered, Basil stepped into the Battledome. "Is...there...a garden...nearb - "
Out of nowhere, a dark figure approached. He declared that he was Raikuto Benshi, a Galaxy Knight from the Andromeda Galaxy.
"Um...nice to meet you - I'm Basil and I'm from...Poland..."
"I DON'T CARE!" boomed the Galaxy Knight's voice. He swung his giant sword once, trimming the leaf on Basil's head.
"W-wha-"
Basil couldn't even finished his thought before Raikuto Benshi swung his sword again, causing serious - but not fatal - damage to the herb gardener's face. Basil started to run away, but the shock of the entire situation caused him to faint almost instantly. It was clear that the Galaxy Knight was the victor.

@ TNP: I know I don't stand a chance...oh well. At least I have my herbs.

[Bonniebluejeans]

((Lol. I lost! XD Now I don't know what to write....))

"You seem a bit out of place, my friend," says Morta with an impish grin.

The gardener started as the goblin leaned in close, leering at him. Her scythe was tucked behind her; she suspected it would not be needed. This fellow was going to be pretty easy to dispatch, and maybe have a little fun with.

"You know, we goblins know a bit about gardening," she says, eying his spade. "Ever heard of the Goblin Market? Our produce is pretty famous."

Basil blinked. Maybe this creature was not intent on harming him, like the knight before. She certainly seemed friendly enough, and even shared an interest in gardening! He brightened up and relaxed a little. If he had heard of this so-called market, he didn't remember it now.

"Really? I've never heard of it..." he began, at least somewhat curious.

"No?" Morta said chuckling, "I'd be glad to show you it~"

Of course, Morta was leaving out some very, very important information about the side-effects of goblin produce- which included, but was not limited to: hallucinations, delusions, addiction, entrapment, enslavement, waltzing around in crystal bubbles, and wasting away for want of more. Morta snickered and raised her scythe to open a doorway to the nearest market. What did she care what happened to the gardener? If she sent him away from the 'dome, the match was as good as won. Maybe, if she felt like it, she'd return and help him out of his predicament later.

However, being a gardener, Basil must have acquired the favor of a garden fairy or two- because at that EXACT moment a bee came buzzing through and landed on Morta's nose. She yelped and flailed and tried to squish the insect.

"Wait, don't kill it! Basil protested, because he knew bees were an essential part of the pollination process and therefor a gardener's best friend.

He reached forward to stop Morta's wild scrambling, and tried to wave the bee away with his spade. Instead, the shovel made hard contact with the she-goblin's cranium and knocked her out cold.

"...."

Basil stared in surprise, and the bee buzzed away none the worse for the wear.

@np:
"Well, I have to say, that was unexpected," Morta said, scowling and still dizzy from the knock to the head. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in giving me a ten second head start?"

[Essi the Thief]

Pressing my luck.. Win!

"How about I'll give you twenty, and we'll see where it goes from there." The voice came out smooth, prepared. It soothed Morta's pain a little bit. But in her soothed pain she only gained reluctance. The man bowed.

"Ma'dame." There was a small twinkle in his eye. At least, that's what she thought she saw. Perhaps she only imagined it, a perfect pairing with the trademark smirk he offered. She took it, and admittedly was sucked into it as well. It wasn't that she had complete affection for the man, she just felt a pang of guilt for attacking this man.

The man didn't bring up any type of guard. He only angled his feet a little, presenting his front foot to face her and his back foot to angle itself perpendicular. Twenty seconds? Was it even possible? No.. No man could possibly last for so long. He was offering her an out, a chance at success. Just too kind of an old man for this dome. She'll make it quick.

Rushing forward, she brought up her scythe to the thief's side, aiming to cleave a large hole in Essi's side. But suddenly, to her astonishment, the blade innocently swung past. With the bladed end far from her target, whom stood there with that smirk, Morta bumped up her other end of the scythe, aiming to stun him with the butt of the staff. Again, she struck nothing but air. This continued, and before she was aware of it, her twenty seconds were up.

Essi had grabbed a hold of the scythe, tore it from her grasp, and tossed it to the ground, as if it were some play thing.

"Ma'dame. I suggest resting a little while before trying this again." Essi offered her a heartwarmed smile and turned to retrieve her weapon. He handed it back to her, and she took it hesitantly. "I'll wait for you then."

[Khursan]

Khursan sat atop his horse as he waited for his opponent to ready himself.

"Hello up there!" Essi called. "It doesn't seem to be fair that you are up there on a horse, and I am down here. Though I guess in the end it won't matter much." He smiled. Khursan decided to interpret his banter as friendly, and decided that perhaps he SHOULD even out the odds a little. Khursan dismounted the horse, tying the steed to a nearby pillar.

"Please stay here," He murmured as if the horse could understand him. "You are my ride out of here, after all." With a surprising speed he readied an arrow and shot at Essi. The arrow went right through him and slid uselessly onto the arena floor.

"That's...new?" Khursan muttered. Essi continued to smile as if nothing happened. The hunter closed the distance between him and the thief, hoping to get a better aim. Perhaps the last time had just been a fluke?

It had not been a fluke. More arrows went through the thief and thunked behind him somewhere. Khursan was rather confused, but continued to close the distance anyway. He pulled out a knife from his boot. As he stabbed Essi, the thief grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground. Khursan flailed just a little before recovering. He stood up quickly and tried again. Despite his layers of clothing, Khursan had learned to be fast over the years. Still, Essi was even faster. He didn't need to use his powers to dodge now, instead he simply ducked and stepped out of the way everytime the blade got near him. Still, Khursan attacked with an unbridled ferocity that was bound to tire Essi out sometime.

"You simply don't give up, do you?" Essi stepped away from another attempted slash. He had pulled out his rapier by this time and whacked Khursan's arm with it. It only stung a little, but did serve to make his opponent attack even more furiously.

"No," Khursan replied. He ducked underneath a rapier grab and tackled Essi, catching the thief off guard. Once they were on the ground Khursan had the dagger to his throat. The hunter had become the victor this time.

[ValerieWaves]

"My next opponent is... a horse?" Valerie's nose wrinkled as she entered the Battledome yet again. By now, she was starting to get used to the arena, and she had learnt that identifying her opponents by scent before her eyes could reach them was a good strategy. So when the air hit her nose, she expected to catch the scent of a humanoid being, not a horse. As she drew closer, though, a second scent hit her nostrils, this one coming from a human who was more likely to be her opponent. "Good." the troll girl sighed in relief. "I don't fight animals unless I need something to eat."

As she approached hed opponent, the scents were confirmed. Before her stood a horse and a man who most likely was its master. For a troll who had lived her life side by side with animals, the consept of animals serving human "masters" was strange to her. She didn't have the time to think further through it, though, as an arrow swished past her, barely scaping her cheek. "Right." she muttered as she wiped a drop of blood away. "Time to fight."

Another arrow was sent flying Valerie's way, this one aimed towards her chest. just as it was about to hit, the troll blocked it with her trident. In long range combat, this guy definitely had the upper hand, especially since there was not a drop of water in sight. But even though it didn't rain, the skies were cloudy, so her movements didn't get hindered by the sun. As the hunter prepared to fire a third arrow, Valerie saw her chance. She ran forth, letting the arrow pierce her free shoulder and tackled the hunter. As he hit the ground, the troll used her trident to nail him to the ground. Khursan was now unable to fight, giving Valerie the victory.

NP: Valerie gave Khursan a repectful nod as he left the arena. Exited about the next match, she barely even noticed the healers as they pulled out the arrow and healed her wound.

[KyraJay]

Kyra strolled into the 'dome with a smie, nodding in respect to the troll as her tentacles wriggled. "you guys can go away, don't wanna hurt her," she said as she put away her gun and held her fists up. But all but one tentacle receded to her back; the very troublesome bottom lefty. Bottom-Lefty started playing with Kyra's scarf, yanking it as Kyra aimed a charged punch at the troll. The yank caused Kyra to misstep and fall. "Bottom-Lefty! I told you to go!" she yelled at her appendage. Bottom-Lefty and Kyra started to argue; it was kind of hilarious seeing a girl and a tentacle argue even though the tentacle said nothing. But at the end of the argument, bottom-lefty ended up tying up Kyra and knocking her out with a quick jab to the neck. Her opponent taking the win.

@TNP: When Kyra woke up, Bottom-Lefty untied itself from her and nuzzled her cheek in apology as she stood and the rest of her tentacles came out as Kyra took out her silencer. "Let's all work together now, shall we?" Kyra said to her tentacles with a sigh.

[Essi the Thief]

Pressing my luck... Forfeit!

After the battle with Khuursan, Essi had made his way up to the stands. There, he'd taken it upon himself to watch the fighters progress through the next stages of combat, trying their will and skill against new and fearsome foes. It gave him time to think. Time to reflect. Time to..

Kyra?

The young woman had entered the battledome with some kind of symbiotic-like apparatus on her that he'd never seen before. He'd seen the woman a couple of times, and had taken a fondness to her. With how she had tripped up, she didn't deserve another loss. But she beat him to the punch, already heading up the stands to where Essi sat.

"You're looking as happy as always." Kyra commented on her way up. Essi had been in a bit of a rotten mood. Not since his defeat at Khuursan's hand, but after his time to sit and think. Not everything in his life was as swimming as he portrayed it. It left him... distracted. He gave her an unconcerned nod.

"So, what's up?" She asked after sitting down beside him. She was much more casual than usual today, especially for picking herself up after losing a fight. But, for the most part, Kyra and Essi never had a reason to fight, other than the Battledome's demand.

"Just thinking, that's all."

"Well, when you're done thinking, come play sometime, hm?" Kyra smiled, heaving a soft sigh that her fight had been delayed yet again. But somewhere, she was grateful for the opportunity of rest. The Battledome didn't have to be all fighting, all the time.

[Thegooddoctor9]

((Well, Isn't this a nice way to come back after being away for so long?))
"Good day to you, Sir."
The captain strolled into the dome, Cracking his knuckles.
"I haven't been here in a while, Went on quite the adventure. Forgive me if i'm a little rusty...Literally, In this case." He rolled up his sleeves, Revealing a mechanical arm made of brass, A bit of steam flowing out of a vent. He raised his fists in front of him, And took a fighting stance.
He took the first swing, But found that his fist went over the mans head. He swung several times, Each time the man dodged out of the way. "Hrm! I say, You are quite good at this!" Frustrated, He swung rather hard, And took a few step forwards. The thief got behind him, And pulled the gun from his back pocket.
"Oi!" He spun around quickly, Staring at the thief for a second, Trying to register what had happened.
Luckily for him, He had built the steam powered contraption himself, And it took the thief a few moments to figure out how to c**k the thing. He grabbed the arm that was holding the gun and kneed him in the gut, Causing him to drop the weapon and make him fall to his knees. Still holding him, He punched him squarely in the face with his brass arm, Letting go at the last second to make him fly a few feet. The thief landed out cold, Bleeding rather badly from his face.
"Bloody thieves." He commented, Picking up his gun and holstering it.
TNP; "Well, That was a rather nice start. Let's see if I can pull it off again!"

[Lionforce1337]

"Dear Lord, why am I back here?"

Lion reluctantly entered to Battledome. It had been a good 2 years since his last battle had driven him away. He had finally abandoned that life. Created a new name for himself. Started anew.

Why did he come back though? He had a good life without all the fighting. Could it have been the thrill of the fight that had drawn him back, or was there something else to it? Did he leave a part of himself here? It didn't matter anymore. He was here and staring down this foe.

"Heh, guess I'm back in it for good then."

Lion reached down for his weapon in habit and remembered that he had none on him. There was no reason for him to have one. He had gotten rid of his rapier back when he retired the first time. This was a terrible mistake. His foe immediately took advantage of this fact and pointed his weapon at Lion shooting three times, each shot hitting him in the stomach. He immediately fell to the ground in pain, coughing up blood.

"This wasn't exactly how I wanted to make my grand return. Oh well...it's good to be back."

With that Lion rolled onto his back sighing as he stared up at the sky, trying to stomach the pain and the fact that he had lost so embarrassingly.

(TNP): "Seems like I might need to take a few more hits before I learn my lesson..."