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(( Ohh boy. Another auto-hit munch. Let's see what Mr. Can't Heed Jello's Advice has won.... ))

*In regards to his whole arm starting on fire. Sorry, but not happening. Ichigo was holding the claymore bare-handed. So there would be a singing on his hand, but nowhere near to his whole arm being on fire. Even with the singe, it didn't seem to bother Ichigo.

In regards to the handedness issue. Claymores are typically seen as two-handed weapons due to their size, length, and sometimes weight. However, not all claymores are made that way. There are such things as one-handed claymores such as basket-hilted claymores.

Nevertheless, whether it had to be used in one or two handed was generally up to the wielder. If the wielder is of sufficient strength and dexterity, a two-handed claymore can be used effectively in one hand.

In regards to the autohit, any movement of the claymore would have to first deal with how strong Ichigo is holding it in his hand and in place. Seeing as how its attempts to move on its own accord are failing, Ichigo wouldn't be hit by the claymore yet.

As far as wielding the claymore, his strength and dexterity allow him to try a few safe practice swings using his new weapon using ONLY the hand and arm holding it. Even more ability to use it with ONLY one hand/arm is given since Ichigo is in mid-air. These swings not being any dangerous to Ichigo.

So here Ichigo was. Holding what was formerly hector's claymore, not getting burned that much by it, and ably to wield it in one hand. Ichigo's response to hector wasting both combatants' time while 40 beams shoot out of him to feed the ball was....*

Nyah Nyah Nyah Nyah.

Rynn, who had been sitting next to Omi this whole time- DON'T ASK QUESTIONS- Er....yeah, well, anyway, Rynn grinned at explosions of the head and the rag-doll physics of a corpse falling down stairs/stands. If only the stands were endless so that one could truly appreciate the physics of a falling corpse.....

It was at this point that Rynn saw the man incoming with the slushies.

"AW s**t!!!"

Only a man of instinct, reflex, and partial stupidity forcefully implemented by his master could have found threat in a slushie. Rynn was one of these men.

In an over-dramatic display, he shot from his seat, becoming airborne instantly, his foot roughly hitting Omi's DS from his hands, where the device would fall to its iminent demise just as the headless woman did. A random man behind Omi a good ways up could be heard yelling something along the lines of "Owned, b***h!"

A now flying Rynn would pull a complicated backflip, double-barrel roll, frontflip combination and would extend his hands as he passed over the slushies, freezing them to Absolue One. God help the man holding the slushies and anyone near it.

Rynn fell to the floor in an undignified heap after his ridiculous jump and smiled, his mission accomplished.

What an a**.

Omi's expression did not change. His hands remained in place - his shoulders locked, his very body not moving an inch, as though he were still holding that very Nintendo DS. However, this was obviously not the case.. and slowly, his expression did indeed turn sour. Forming an 'Evil Eye', his gaze bolted towards Rynn. Leaning forward, the mercenary ripped the box of slushies out of the Slushie-man's hands, before swinging them in a 360. Proclaiming the nonsensical, "GhnnnnnnnNNNNUHN!", the entire tray of cold, rather slushy drinks went airborne; on-route with Rynn. Absolute One was now ABSOLUTE AIRFORCE ONE, a'ZING'D!

Even if, the man was extremely agile.. who could dodge those!? Some of the caps fell off, for Christs' sake - it was a WALL OF DEATH!

Omi then returned to his seat, non-chalantly unsheathing a bladed edge &, fittingly, hurling it over his shoulder. This pierced the throat of the man a good ways up whom could be heard yelling something along the lines of "Owned, b***h!", and no sooner had it, than a bolt of lightning struck the blade - channelling thousands of volts of current into the b*****d, frying him. Poor immigrant workers then began to feast on the crispy, but chewy b*****d. Apparently, God really did like the Nintendo DS.

The slushies, like a poor, low-budget movie with the slow-down Matrix effect, were still en-route with Rynn; thus, in the meantime, Omi returned to giving Rynn the 'Evil Eye', a dark chorus playing in the stands.

forget it my opp is stupid and dose not know how to rp so I quit

[Wait. If the opponent forfeits, than, he is no longer bound by tournament rules. Thus, the "outside interference rule" isn't taken into account.

Chrjo, wanna double-team bitchface's boyfriend? :Flex:]