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Gaia's world martial artist tournament that pits the best fighters against one another for the title of Gaia's Best! 

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Midus Sonners
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 12:46 pm


Winter Arena

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Description: As one walks in, they will see that the arena is now a lot smaller than the previous one, seeming to be starting some type of pattern. Now, the fighting area is only 100 yards in diameter, the ground covered in two inches of snow over soiled ground underneath, and the temperatures being a cold 20 degrees Fahrenheit, despite the ceiling being open with the sun shining down. However, there is no sign of a designated platform, meaning the entire area is pretty much game. 25 yards from the stands each are 10 feet blocks of ice, designated at each corner of the arena, blocky with no definite shape, yet can be stood upon with the right footing. The blocks are so thick, however, that breaking them is not something of ease, or melting them. In the middle, with a diameter of 30 yards is a sitting pool of water iced over with a nice firm sheet of ice, the water underneath being 10 feet deep. However, if it takes too much stress, the ice can easily break.

Ten Count Boundary: The ten count starts as soon as someone goes over the twenty foot wall into the stands, or into the pool of water. If a person is already in a counted area and the other fighter enters in, the count is reset. If a person is being forced to stay in a counted area against their own will, for example, by being binded by an indirect attack (such as vines, tendrils, etc.), then the count stops. However, the count continues if a person is using their own body to keep the other fighter down AND have no part of their body inside the fighting zone (as well as being at least five yards away from the fighting zone). In this case, the count is being counted against both members.
PostPosted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 4:01 pm




How the ******** did I win the last round? The ten foot tall purple ******** would ponder as he patted his sore regions from the previous match, scales had been damaged, and some muscles were still a bit on the tender zone.

"Eh?"

His internal organs would instantly begin the tedious task to regulate the purple garment wearing dragonkin's temperature. I just got done with an ice user... His weight would shift about the thinly covered ground beneath his bulk, not much snow, solid ground. Good.

Murdoch's eyes would peer throughout the area standing a good dozen or so yards from the arena's center, noticing a slight difference there. Great... An index finger would bring the protective eye-wear up closer towards his eyes, quickly removing them on account fog had taken refuge over his lenses. An already grumpy Murdoch would now proceed to grunt, he was early?

Vitamin Jon


Typhoon Omi

PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 5:49 pm


Far within the bowels of the many different faces in the crowd, a particular "fan" was rather distraught.. a short man, perhaps 4'5'', weighing in at roughly 523 lbs., and with a dark goatee- the man was coated in a dark blue winter's sport jacket, hands crammed into each respective pocket deeply. And over his eyes, was a pair of cheap, $2 sunglasses..

"SON OF A ********' b***h!" He bellowed much to the horror of nearby spectators, grumbling very loudly. "First they make me sit up here in these shitty stands, then they freeze our asses off, then they don't even have the COMMON COURTESY TO HAVE A DAMNED FIGHT? What are we supposed to watch, the purple giant fight air? BASTARDS!" Leaning forward, pushing an innocent man down the stands - Larry Laritis bellowed at Murdoch from high above: "HEY, HIT YOURSELF YOU GIANT PIECE OF s**t, THEN MAYBE WE'LL GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THIS FIGHT! Hey, I bet he ate his opponent, lil'son of a- HEY, YOU SAVE THE FIGHT FOR THE FIGHT ITSELF, a*****e! NOW I'VE WASTED MY BETTING MONEY ON NOTHING! Bet? A BET? What's there to bet for when there's no fight,"

A nearby individual had begun to protest to Larry's antics, but was punched in the face and sent several feet sideways by a violent jab in the air via Laritis' angry gestures. Finally, he rose both hands in the air, and flashed the middle finger via each one, yelling: "DOUBLE DEUCE, WHORE!" - before pacing back and fourth, growling and scowling simultaneously in a menacing manner.
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