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 Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 2:15 pm
*The fighting arena is built in a dojo style. It has two change rooms and a storage room. It has a gym for training with weights and punching bags and areas for basic martial arts. But through a door off to the side there is a hall that leads to the two identical stadiums. A huge dirt arena with wooden walls that come to about 5 ft off the ground and plexi glass that rises the rest of the way to the ceiling high above. The walls all have a magical barrier placed on them to reinforce them physicaly but also to absorb any stray magic based attacks and keep everyone else safe from harm. Around the outside of the ring are bleachers for spectators to get a good view of all the action as members challenge eachother in practice or in competition. There are racks with varying weapons but these get locked away during matches, when members may use only their own weapons or the one's they have picked out.*
((It's a very rough description right now, basically just there so you have a general idea of the building's layout.))
Welcome to the Guild's Fighting Arena. This Area is designated for members who wish to practice their techniques and improve their combat skills. They can also challenge other members to a sparring match. All combatants are obligated to obey the Arena's Rules of Enagement which are as follows:
°¤°DSB Rules of Engagement°¤°
1. Both combatants must agree to participating in the match.
2. Members must agree to what is allowed in advance. (ie Weapons, Magic, Both or None)
3. When a fighter makes a move they must wait until their opponent responds before taking another move. It is a 1-1 turn based system that allows for fairness.
4. Members are asked to be as descriptive in their sequences as possible, without taking forever to respond. If you are experiencing trouble with your computer and the window is lagging please state so OOC.
5. Once you post your move, the only thing you're allowed to edit is a spelling mistake. You ARE NOT permitted to change your move.
6. NO Moding. Moding is when a combatant starts doing things that are blatantly impossible and unrealistic for their character. Moding can also be that someone is dodging all their opponents moves and not taking any damage in retrospective it can also mean that they are confirming their own hits.
7. Remember that you are fighting In Character which means you can't use information about your opponent that your character wouldn't know.
8. NO instant Finishing moves. Try to make the match last for at least 15 minutes before trying to finish off your opponent. If You are finishing off your opponent, make sure it is in a fshion that would not be considered moding.
9. Under NO Circumstances are you permitted to take the life of your opponent. Any Member who does faces exile and will be dealt with and punished by Lady Sierra.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 4:27 pm
*Nate walked into the fighting arena and looked on at the weapon rack. "Nice selection." he browsed through the weapons untill he found a nice, German Halbred, pole ax. He then took it to an open area and started to swing it around his head. He then Swung it around his back and then brought it back to a fighting position. He Placed the ax head right infront of his body and started to jab with it twords the head of an inviisable opponent and then at its stomach and finally at its feet. He repeated these moves untill the weapon was going so fast you could barely see it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2004 1:17 am
*She only watch the arena and feels a little excited biggrin , because she feels that here can be a lot of... spectators... (well i have bad spelling) sweatdrop *
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2004 12:24 pm
.:Walks inside the arena, lays down on a bench from the stands where the spectators usually watch the match:.
"Ahh...my new home."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 4:49 pm
*A girl wanders into the arena alone, whistling a song. With soft sounds of her boots on the floor, she finally stops in the center of the arena and looks around. She stops whitling and speaks softly, almost whispering.*
Ahh, yes. Excellent.
*The girl stands and waits, grinning as she begins to whistle again*
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 4:58 pm
*Sierra enters into the Dojo part of the building. Flicking on a switch, the overhead lights flare to life, her golden eyes glinting as the room is illuminated and the darkness is chased away.
Her booted footsteps sounding out softly, she makes her way to the arena and upon entering the ring her gaze rests upon Mai. She speaks softly, her voice a velvet carress that reaches across the silence of the Ring.*
"Good evening ma petite..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 5:03 pm
*The girl smiled and stepped forward to hug Sierra. Embracing the older girl, she spoke as soft as before*
Good evening, Onesan. Up for a bit of a challenge today? I'm getting rusty, I need practice. Who better a partner then the mistress?
*Laughing, Mai spun away, her head tilted slightly as she looked apon the Guild Leader*
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2004 6:26 pm
*.:Entering the arena, she steps around looking at all the features, even seeing Lady Sierra and Dark Vampiress.
Walking around she heads to the training room, testing her moves, not having been in a match in ever so long. Using the puching bags she did most, while the rest she practised her marshle arts.
She kicked and punched swift and hard, hoping to see he top of her strength abbilities after so long:.*
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 9:00 am
*as he enters the arena he notices the gym equipment and quickens his pace*
Yes!! about time i got a little training in!
* gradually he begins pounding on a large punch bag, after sucessfully making almost 30 hits he attempts an arial spin kick.. landing rather painfully on his neck..*
so much for elegance...
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 9:41 am
In a magic-like mannor, a young girl aproxmently the age of eleven stood at the door of the dojo. A cape covored her head, and flew down her back. Her robed crinkled around her, touching her ankles. They were connected to the kimono she wore, and an a ring of an ancient Lord hung from a chain 'round her neck. She pulled down the hood of her cape. Her shoulder legnth chestnut brown hung in two cherry blossem clips in the back. Her fair skin reflected off her eyes, one blue and one a golden color. She walked in, got as for as the mat before she fell to her knees. It hurt. Ever since she had gotten to this building, the saying in her head.
"I remember."
She shook it off and went to sit on the nearest bench, clutching the ring that hung from her neck. She closed her eyes, firmly. She sat up. Her head was filled with terrible memories. She shook them off and leaped up. She went to the weponary and took a long wooden stick with plastic handels on each end. She approched a training bag and stepped a little too close. She swung the stick and came flying back with the terrible rebound. She stood a bit farther back, and swung again. It knocked her, barly, off her feet. She stood up, in the exact same spot. She swung again, but lightly. It worked! She pumped a fist in the air, forgetting the swing back she was supposed to duck, after she attacked. Wham!
"I guess somthings never change," she said, scratching the back of her head. She sat down on the mat.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:41 am
(Prince Otaku get a smaller sig, it is stretching the page)
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 12:22 pm
((yeah....sorry bout that... am resizing the original now.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 2:29 pm
((Either way it still wasn't resized so I disabled your siggy for that post. Just to let you know why it isn't showing up.
Sorry about having to leave suddenly the other night Mai-chan... I really wanted to RP with you crying Next time! ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 9:44 pm
((Let us pick up where we left off Mai-chan?))
*Sierra extended slender arms and embraced the younger girl back, smiling brightly at her as she did. When her sister pulled away she let her. She laughs and nods, causing her hair to shimmer about her in a bleeding sea of red.*
"I too could use a good match ma petite. Magic and weapons?"
*She tilts her head to the side curiously, her voice holding an excited lit to it*
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 9:44 pm
*invites himself into the spectator area and finds himself a seat near the middle area between the top and bottom rows, and sits by his lonesome... pen and paper in his hands, working on lyrics to a new song he's writing while he waits for the match to begin*
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