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 Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 11:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 5:22 am
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Spectator
Nergui had heard the cheers, the tell tale sounds of combat. She'd felt the rumbling as what she assumed to be another beast made it's appearance. Impending death, that's what she was hearing, but even that hadn't sped her pace as she made her way towards the Colosseum. The spectacle would be entertaining, she had no doubts about that, but the sound.. It was like music to the priestess's ears. She let every cry of pain, every roar, every meaty thunk of weapon against flesh play through her mind, drown out the incessant chatter of half heard voices. Not as good as the guardian was able, but Neru would take that melody of battle, it was quite lovely.
As she walked she hummed, a soft accompaniment to the melody of pain and death that floated up from the arena. The dark fingertips of one raised hand flicking off the notes that resounded in her head. It was beautiful. Whomever was within that stone ring fighting for their life was giving it their all. Even assuming them to be a hunter, the Death priestess commended them for their will to live.
Before long she had it to Colosseum, and as her heterchromic eyes fell on the female hunter at the center of the ring the music began to fade. No longer the beautiful melody it had been, but nothing more then what it was. She stood silently beside the entrance, eyes narrowed on the thin figure bellow, and watched as she struggled to kill the venom spewing beast that was baring down at her. It was multiheaded, but one had already been slain, it appeared close to death, but the poison was having an obvious effect on the human. Then, just as Nergui expected the hunter to fall, she struck back, impaling the creature, and bringing it down.
Dark lips twitched, almost a smile, before she folded her arms and leaned back against the wall. "Impressive, but how much more can you possibly take?" She murmured to herself.
ramenli I brought the popcorn! You bring the candy. 8D
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:28 am
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"Maybe so. But best tips are common sense: don't listen to tuevlies n' defend self by any means necessary." There wasn't anything they could really learn of the Hunters themselves from these spectacles, he decided. Hunter, Halloween, Horseman - anyone would fight their hardest here regardless of species. Still, the zomboil allowe himself a smile as the ghoul slew the insect, vindicated in his belief of their tenacity to live.
Sasha would probably never know, but in his own way Mort rooted for her. Even if she was a glorified lab rat to him.
What he /could/ learn, however was more about the horsemen and their surprising resources. Again he turned to leaders of these proceeding and shoute several suggestions in hopes of fabricating the scenario he wanted to test.
"Refresh her n' let chain loose, but let poison linger. Bring out youngest Hunter as next enemy!"
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"Not everything, just most of it," Shik tagged at the end of the student's answer "You enjoy arriving fashionably late don't you, Shaheen." His feral grin stated as he kept his gaze on the tired Hunter.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:35 am
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Spectator
Soren had seen Nergui heading toward the entrance to the lair. He had kept walking, but found himself merely making a circle back. There had been something about to day...events in the Colosseum to attend that he had not planned to. But what if she was going off alone because she was trying to escape others? She had been alone when he met her, and alone again when he had been searching for her. This time he stepped through the entrance to the lair, simply striding along as his eyes skimmed over the area, searching.
As tall as he was his strides merely ate up the ground in front of him. There was the sound of a battle fading, and he glanced to see a human as she fought for her life. So, animals against animals was the sport today. Not something he normally attended, though the bloodshed was a welcome sight. Returning his gaze to his path he caught sight of the object of his search. "Priestess." A statement, no real hint of the relief that she had apparently come just to enjoy the sights and that she was fine as he walked up to stand at her side. Not mentioning that he had basically followed her to this place.
His eyes scanned the area, noting the other horsemen, even a soldier from Death in the small crowd. Students were mingled in as well, something he was not used to, they should have had their own section. "There are seats if you want," he mentioned, pointing toward the Death Horsewoman he had seen, thinking that he might recognize the soldier but not really getting a good look at her face as she watched the area. "I can clear a path."
Beejoux I hope eyecandy is okay? /slain. If she wants to sit you can just take Soren with you
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:51 am
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As large a man as he was, Soren had managed to wander upon the priestess twice now without her being aware until he'd made himself known. Today however would be be different. Dark features took on a curious note as she watched him approaching, and she smiled softly as he moved to stand beside her. "Good day, Soren." As it had the very first time they'd met, the mere presence of the guardian was enough to dampen the endless chatter of voices in her mind, and charcoal lips parted in a gentle sigh of relief. She had become apt at tuning the whispers out, but it was always a relief when they actually quieted, temporary or not.
The tip of one dainty finger tapped against the bend of her elbow as she stared down within the arena, waiting to see what the next challenge would be for the hunter, but she glanced up when Soren spoke, following the line of his arm to the soldier he was pointing to. Female, but not someone Nergui was familiar with. Still, the other woman was a sister of their clan. "Yes, let us go join her." There were so few of them now left from the isle of Death, a little nostalgia might be nice.
She tipped her head forward to indicate he should lead the way, then fell into step behind him, smirking to herself as she was reminded again just how very much larger he was then her. Was it any wonder she always felt safer in his company? But that was the role of a guardian.
Ramenli Totally staring at his a**.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 12:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 5:06 pm
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SPECTATOR
Kiwi managed to calm himself a bit, slumping back down across the stone wall to watch the battle below. He was curious how the acid would affect her, and grimaced a bit when the creatures finally fell. She put up a good fight, this one. Her moves were precise, her shield strong. Those shields, those pesky shields. They had used them during the raid as well. He would have to make note of it, probably one of the few things that could really provide trouble in future battles.
Commotion to his left caught the horseman's eye. It seemed a rather tall Death clansman was blocking the view for several others, Eisheth included. Glad I chose to perch on the railing, he thought to himself.
But he was curious just who this horseman was. He hadn't been near many Death clan members, other than Heidla. He reached out, placing a hand gently on the stoic soldier's shoulder. "Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm Kiwi, of Famine Clan." Kiwi glanced back to the seemingly irritated horsemen and students shouting from behind. "Um, there are a few free seats by me if you need to move over." He pointed to the empty seats he had chosen to pass by, not sure if such a fierce-looking horseman would be willing to move an entire row back.
ramenli because Kiwi and Soren need to meet :'D
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 9:54 pm
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The soft rustle of silk on sand, the light ting of golden chimes, Lan made her way to the 'festivities' as it were. She thought that it was a waste, the colosseum, but it was entertainment. A break from trivial task or important works. Just a thing to do, an event to watch. A human to torment. Either way, FEAR was FEAR and one more dead hunter at the end.
Looking to those present, she frowned at the lack of nobles. Even Mengyao was not there. She also was a bit sad as she didn't spy Lifen. Soren was present, but her own clan was sorely lacking. The sight of students had her sneering. Impure dogs, just a step above cattle. And the clans mingling with them as if they were equal? Medea was mistaken. They were lesser being, halloweeners would never be equal. Soren and the priestess from before looked to be her best options, never mind the halloweeners nearby.
A few steps towards the pair she stopped as the voice of someone familiar rang out. Gold eyes darted up. "Tseng, that is perhaps the most appealing idea I have heard all day." Gold eyes flicked to the huntress. "Without their weapons would be even better. Prolong their suffering as they aim to slay one another."
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 1:17 am
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Soon enough, another Hunter was brought in, also as requested.
Medea stood up once again, one palm raised, extending outwards to the two Hunters now in the arena. "And now to the final event for these two fated Hunters. They will have exactly ten minutes to fight each other, the conditions that only one can merge victorious. The victor shall be granted freedom. If there is no winner within ten minutes, then both Hunters shall find their choices, their paths, limited to a single option." She leered into the pit, all smiles. "Now, little Humans, please fight for us, fight as entertainment and as you always will be: powerless against us."
OOC ALL HUNTERS:- Sasha and Wash have recovered FULL HP! However, lingering status effects may remain. - They have been requested to fight each other. The first Hunter to 0 hp will be determined the LOSER, the winner the one with HP still remaining. Watch OUT FOR SPECTATORS. SPECTATORS can also roll dice, and throw rocks at your Hunters. While this is normally harmless, these are the horsemen we are talking about. If you are targeted (QUOTED) by a SPECTATOR, please make sure to subtract whatever amount the damaged you for from your HP pool. - Feel free to RP it out however you wish, all charge attacks are also refreshed/ weapons CAN be summoned. ALL SPECTATORS:- If you feel the fight is boring, you can now throw ROCKS at the two contestants. QUOTE whomever you are targeting and ROLL A 4-sided dice- To throw rocks at the new arrival, Wash (male Moon Hunter), quote RAVVLET - To throw rocks at the original spectacle, Sasha (female Life Hunter), quote PINCHMONSTER - in your quote to them, post the damage you are doing to them with the rock. Each SPECTATOR may throw UP TO TWO ROCKS to get things moving. RP it out as you wish
Ravvlet Wash is now here, make sure to read the prison prompt first and then arrive here to this post - Anyone can initiate attack first, whomever posts first with their attack.
pinchmonster Anyone can initiate attack first, whomever posts first with their attack.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 8:14 am
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As Soren took a seat Nergui lowered herself down beside him. She had to lean forward to catch the smile the soldier offered her, but she returned it in full as she slide to the edge of her seat and rested a hand on the rock before her, turning so she could keep both her clansmen easily in sight. "I watched her come close to death as she slayed a two headed insect, and as our kinswoman says, she does fight well." The last was said as though the priestess was a little reluctant to pay the hunter so high a compliment, not surprising considering these were the vermin that had sought to destroy their entire race.
An angry voice behind them had heterchromic eyes turning to narrow upon the source. It was a mare of Famine, and just as abruptly she was apologizing for her rudeness, even inquiring if the guardian beside her knew the petite priestess she dubbed a friend. Heilda, the name seemed familiar, but the face did not, and Nergui could only assume this was one of the few of her sisters that she had not gotten a chance to meet before their would had been shattered beneath them.
Another came from the side, War this time, and Neru regarded him levelly as he invited the big man to move to another row. It caused dark lips to press in a thin line, and she cast a glance to the soldier before bi-colored eyes slide up to the guardian beside her.
So many interrupts from something so simple as taking a seat. If she'd known it would have brought this much attention, she'd have happily suggested they remain near the exits and watch from afar. She might have suggested it had things not started happening within the arena again, and she took the opportunity to perchance put a stop to it all. "Oh look," she announced, voice loud, but almost bored. "They've brought another of the pests up to be her opponent next."
ramenli Well yes, but his a** is at eye level. 8D
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