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Midus Sonners Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:43 pm
Boiling Arena  Description: A pathway extends from each entrance way, allowing each fighter to walk to the center platform, walking over the firey coals below. Once you reach the center platform, the pathways extend back toward the doors, starting the match. Due to the heat this arena gives off, the stands are given a heat-resilient transparent pane to look through for the audience, thus disallowing entry into the stands. But the ceiling is open to allow the heat to vent out. The ground is now scattered with hot coal being heated by a system underneath, making the temperature in the fighting ring at least 120 degrees Fahrenheit. The only best place to fight on would be the 50 yards diameter stone platform in the center of the ring, standing 6 ft from the ground. Though it isn't giving off heat that would burn your feet, the sheer warmth coming from it should be enough to show that even this platform is having a hard time resisting the heat around it. To help fight against the temperatures, each fighter is only given one 20 oz. bottle of water for them to use. Ten Count Boundary: The only ten count boundary is going above thirty feet into the air. Thus, the entire fighting area is open, with the stands being restricted off by the pane of glass protecting the audience.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 2:59 pm
Ah.
So thats why they gave him a bottle of water.
Akechi had already drunk half of it.
He hastily poured the rest on his head, and stripped bare except for his Chuck Norris boxers and his combat boots. Granted, all of his weaponry were still hanging onto him with a strap there, and a sheathe here, the combat knife, his holstered revolver, the claw hammer, and, last but not least, his trusty maglite flashlight.
And he proceded to the center of the arena. Damn it was hot, like the freaking desert in the middle of the day. Already, sweat listened down on his back. Thankully he had his boots on, or he might get a case of hot feet.
"WHOOOO SEXSAY" came the calls and whistles from the audience, particulary female viewers. They enjoyed the sight of a tough and rugged man in nothing but shoes and his underwear, and while Akechi wasn't pretty-boy material, it was clear that this right here was a proper man, built like a prize bull.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 6:38 am
A low constant grumbling came from Akechis left as Kaine walked along the coals of the battlefield to the arena. "Damn opponents not showin up all the damn time." he was pissed. Once again he had gone without and opponent for battle. This time he had one and he wouldnt by play with him. No he was gonna fight this time. Lifting his eyes as he walked with a rather angry look upon his face, Kaine noticed that he had an opponent and he was ready and waiting for him to enter. Moving a bit more hastily as heat built up around his body, the heat from the coals absorbing into him with each passing step and folding along the outside of his body. He planned to go all out this time. He wasnt visibly armored at least to the untrained eye since his armor was fashioned in such a way that it looked and weight not much more than normal clothing. His greaves fit him like boots and his gauntlets like gloves, yeah he seemed to be dressed quite normally. Once again he would be labeled as odd to wear completley black clothing in such a hot enviornment, save the pouch upon his waist that was more grey than black. Jumping up at the edge of the arena, he caught onto it with his hand and quickly pulled himself into the arena. By this point, if his opponent was paying attention. Heat obviously didnt affect his clothes..... or him...
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 7:14 am
Akechi glared at the kid.
Another fire meta. God damnit.
He raised a hand and pointed at the kid.
"You picked the wrong day to face me you little fire brat." he snarled and started to rush the boy, pulling out his claw hammer in his right hand and his combat-knife in the other. A flicker of a light-blue energy whip-lashed off to the side from an eye.
Knowing this tournament, Akechi's current opponent would probably be some sort of demon with wings, super strength, super speed, the ability to heat further then the sun, in addition to the ability to fly.
Thus, Akechi needed to close the distance.
Of course, veteran mercenary would still probably be the better warrior. After all.
Akechi was human.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 6:13 pm
Kaine merely glared at the man as he rushed him. It would take a couple of seconds, more than enough time to reach into his pouch with his right and left hands, pushing aside the bottle of water that was left with him along with the letter. That bottle of water would come in handy later if he so needed it but right now he merely reached for his green burner. His green burner was nothing more than a kunai marked with a green string tied around its handle. Now in his left hand he pulled out a red melt shard, a kunai like the last but this one marked with a red string. Kaine didnt even bother to walk forward into the arena. He was no more than about four to five feet from the edge of the six foot tale stone platform. Now his opponent was quite foolish to rush what he dubbed a "fire meta" on his own terrain. Not only that but a kid well versed in mid-range combat. Unknown to his opponent the heat he had gathered from the coals as well as what he could release from his body was being forcefully pushed into the metal of the blades, and with the help of the enviornment, the weapons heated up quite fast. The exact purpose of these weapons were still unknown to his opponent and he probbaly assumed that they were for nothing more than defense. But this man would be sadly mistaken.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 7:21 pm
"Heh."
"Arrogant lil bugger. Not even moving or assuming a stance. Probably has some crackpot plan cookin' in that tiny head of his."
Sweat glistened from Akechi's brow already as he closed even further. He spotted somethin in the child's hand. A kunai. Little shovel-knife, hahaha. Guy probably thought he was a ninja or something like that. Mind you, Akechi could tell it was extremely hot, metal tended to give off a glow when they were super-heated.
Yeah. The boy was definately planning something. Akechi knew that kunai were typically horrible for defense. Short, stubby, with one sharpened area, the point, they were best employed for throwing and stabbing. Akechi's eerie sky-blue eyes narrowed as the dirty blonde slowed his stride, taking more deliberate, hunched over strides at his opponent, knees bent more and moving forward on the balls of his feet.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 7:38 pm
How close was his opponent now? Ten feet away, possibly closer. At anyrate it was close enough to for mid range combat to go into action but Kaine wanted things to go a bit smoother than the way they would go now if he attacked. So.... he moved. Darting forward as his opponent moved closer. He closed the distance to a mater of seven feet in a matter of a stride or two and attacked. As far as his opponent was concerned he could indeed see that the metal was hot, something keen for these two kunais despite their special design. But because of this his opponent merely thought that he would use them as throwing tools. Yes he did have quite an arm on him and a pretty damn good eye but he wasnt going to waist his weapon like that. Taking his left hand he moved it from the outside of his body to the inside, moving it from left to right in a horizontal slash like one would a sword of any kind. His opponents first thought probbaly was that he was going to throw the weapon but that was not the case. At the moment he swung the weapon, he further forced a good deal of heat into the weapon so that as he swung it melted. This metal, now liquid form and quite hot, would fly across the air in splotches that his opponent would not be able to guard easily against at all being that he pretty much had nothing on anyway save boxers and boots while Kaine wore what he considered propper battle clothing that could absorb heat alot faster because of their color. At anyrate these sploches of red hot metal were aimed for the mans torso and it would burn him bad. Some might even make it to his face, legs, etc. He was throwing a liqiud at the man. There was little way to tell where exactly it would go but at least the majority was thrown towards his midsection. As he did this his green burner was ready to defend for him. The man did have a knife and a hammer but his knuai would do and it waited ready at his side.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:57 am
Oh.
Now that was interesting. He wondered briefly for an instant why the judges let in some kid who could melt metal. Granted, most fire metas could, but this child seemed to have no concept of control. Truth be told, the kid might have killed somebody by now, and by all means he should've been disqualified long before now.
Akechi didn't plan on diein' though. Not to an amateur. It'd take a whole damn city-load of pain-immune metal zombies with radioactive breathe or the equivalent to take down Akechi.
There was one good thing. In the past days, for a psychic like Akechi, the severe trauma and injuries to his body (ie, broken leg, getting grabbed by an electric dynamo, burned horribly, getting flung into the ground at a high speed), had actually increased his psionic powers.
And decreased his reluctance to use them.
His head twitched at an awkward angle as blood trickled out of his nose, indicating that was now using his psychics. His head throbbed in a mild headache too, but Akechi ignored everything but the objective.
"The hell you do!" he snarled, and the molten liquid seemed magically suspended itself in midair mere moments from melting into the mercenary. Reaction was just barely possible due to his mentally-enhanced reflexes, psionics helped him with that. Granted that Akechi's use of psychic powers was still comparably weak to most others of his type, a small kunai, even the super-heated liquid bits of it, was child's play to influence.
So Akechi sent it zooming right back at the kid, all the droplets. They had a focal point though. A few seconds after his opponent tossed bits of molten metal at him, the kid would find blindingly hot metal in his eyes and in his face.
And then he'd probably find himself getting clubbed in the left side of the head a moment after that, by Akechi's hammer in a powerful swing. The mercenary was eager to take advantage of any vulnerability that presented itself. The KABAR was held close to his body, ready to defend while Akechi relied on his longer reach stepped in with his right foot and took a massive swing with his claw hammer if he saw any vulnerabilities.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 6:26 am
Oh Kaine did have a concept of control. It was now obvious to him that his opponent had some form of physic ability. Although he knew this he couldnt pin point his opponents limitations to what he could and couldnt do. Well, time to press on. That he did as he didnt stop after flinging the liquid. It merely was a good distance ahead of him and oh did it bother him that it stopped in midair. It bothered him even more than his attack stopped in midair and was returned. Oh did it annoy him futher. As the bits of metal flew back at him he dropped in low to the ground. Ducking under the metal as it flew back at him. He wasnt sure of the level of this mans powers but he knew that it would be trouble for most projectile weapons he used. Stepping in with his right hand, his left now deviod of any weapons save his gauntlet and armgaurds, he would see the swing coming at his head with little trouble. His remedy for this would be to drop even further to the ground, his left hand now a base for his body upon the ground as the swing glanced above his head. Now the weapon was a hammer and following through with any swing their first had to be a base leg. This leg, if moved, could throw an entire body off balance. Now he actually threw his weapon. Not directly to his opponent. As effective as that would be it wouldnt do him any good. He threw it at an angle that would allow it to land to the left of his opponents base foot. Immediately the tail end off the kunai, its handle, caught a blaze with a single strand of fire that extended to his hand. Not even a moment after it had hit the ground and sank into the stone surface did he move this his opponents right and forward to move past his opponents body with flame string in hand. Now slightly to his opponents right and the hammer to his opponents left, his right hand emmited another small burst of fire that made a bee line to his kunai upon the ground. The results of this move would be a fire string/rope that wrapped around the ankle of his opponent. The string itself wasnt just fire. It was a blend of fire and his energy. If it wasnt so his opponent could just walk through it. No, this string wasnt going to break easily and hopefully he caught his opponent.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 6:42 am
Infer Elade Oh Kaine did have a concept of control. It was now obvious to him that his opponent had some form of physic ability. Although he knew this he couldnt pin point his opponents limitations to what he could and couldnt do. Well, time to press on. That he did as he didnt stop after flinging the liquid. It merely was a good distance ahead of him and oh did it bother him that it stopped in midair. It bothered him even more than his attack stopped in midair and was returned. Oh did it annoy him futher. As the bits of metal flew back at him he dropped in low to the ground. Ducking under the metal as it flew back at him. He wasnt sure of the level of this mans powers but he knew that it would be trouble for most projectile weapons he used. Stepping in with his right hand, his left now deviod of any weapons save his gauntlet and armgaurds, he would see the swing coming at his head with little trouble. His remedy for this would be to drop even further to the ground, his left hand now a base for his body upon the ground as the swing glanced above his head. Now the weapon was a hammer and following through with any swing their first had to be a base leg. This leg, if moved, could throw an entire body off balance. Now he actually threw his weapon. Not directly to his opponent. As effective as that would be it wouldnt do him any good. He threw it at an angle that would allow it to land to the left of his opponents base foot. Immediately the tail end off the kunai, its handle, caught a blaze with a single strand of fire that extended to his hand. Not even a moment after it had hit the ground and sank into the stone surface did he move this his opponents right and forward to move past his opponents body with flame strin-
Because frankly, well, the simpler solutions are often better. CRACKShould've probably just thrown the other kunai into Akechi's chest. Longer reach in the arms for Akechi also implied longer reach in his legs (which he indeed did have). For the kid to drop so far down, first to dodge the returning metal, then to duck under the hammer-strike, he made himself completely vulnerable to a single, fast, and extremely damn powerful soccer kick from Akechi's back leg, his left leg, headed right for the center of the kid's mass.
Thats going to leave one hell of a mark.
"THATTA SHATTA SOME BONE"
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 7:01 am
Crack? More like... c***k or thud, but definatly not a crack. The soccer kick would hit the area of its mark since Kaine really had no means of getting out of the way. He'd just have to defend and defend he did. A glowing light emitted from his body a good two inches from his chest as his opponents foot made contact with his aura.
-Aura shield: Unlike his the complete defense his uncles aura provides, his aura provides defense in the given area of concentration. However because of this the aura is much stronger and harder to break than an aura that surrounds ones entire body. Also because of this free range of mobility he has achieved the presence of mind to move it within moments notice and without too much concentration towards it. However, the larger the attack the more concentration needed to hold the aura in place.-
Modifying his movements now, he wouldnt have to run around his opponent to ensare his leg. He just gave it to him. Taking hold of the kicking legs ankle with his right hand, probbaly quite discomforting to him since it was a flame. The flame quickly enveloped around the ankle and pretty much tied his opponent to his fire. It would be after this that he pushed himself back, moving away from his opponent as well as that damn hammer with his flame string held in his hand and constantly extending its lenght. The hammer reminded him too much of last match.
Aura- 85%
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 7:10 am
Unfortuanately for the kid, ready with a followup. He didn't have any need too improvise. Like Akechi's previous opponent, the child made the mistake of already falling within the psionic's melee envelope.
Already somewhat conditioned to the heat he's been under recently, Akechi ignored the burning sensation and simply half leaped, half-tackled straight low forward into the kid with a loud cry of "BANZAI!". He just kept using that momentum.
The kid wouldn't be able to get out of the way in time. Not even ducking or sidestepping would save him from the reach of Akechi's limbs now . A perfect setup for a devastating knock-out assault as Akechi'll tackle into the child and converge on him, combat knife reversed grip and stabbing into the collarbone on one side, and claw hammer arching down to smash the boy's shoulder on the other end.
To top it all off, Akechi'll finish it with a headbutt to the face.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 7:33 am
Bloody hell. Again with some taller dude ontop of him. Did they all want to rape him or something. It was starting to piss him off and Kaine wasnt about to let the man go unpunished. As he fell ontop of him a few things would occur. The knife and the hammer came to a stop as the hands of Kaine lifted up and caught hold of the wrist of each hand, holding them firmly and pushing against them. Kaine was by no means a weak and could hold his own in a power struggle against a bigger man at least for a little while. Now the headbutt was a bit of an annoyance for Kaine wasnt about to use his aura to guard against that. Rather he lifted his head up to meet his opponents head with his own. Yeah it would hurt but it wouldnt hit its normal target and do more damage than what he could handle. Now his this position he was at a bit of a disadvantage but hopefully he could change that quickly. Gathering the abundance of heat towards his body he began to concentrate it, raising the temperature around his body. The temperature was already high in the arena and that small area was merely becoming hotter quickly. He didnt even have to take the time to build the heat. All he had to do was gather it. His opponent would have some serious burns. If he kept things up.
Aura-85%
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:52 am
Akechi was simply, well, not as heavily affected by the heat as he should've been. Being torched in his last match, and now in this one (both from the brat and the arena) had mostly desensitived him.
"So you've got guts. Lets see if you have balls."
Having just headbutted each other, the brat wouldn't be able to see Akechi's next move coming, which was slamming his right knee into the child's gut AND attempting another heatbutt. Never stop moving. He used the kid's own grip on him to pull each other closer to magnify the dual impacts. This had been Akechi's plan all around, to draw his opponent into a prolonged melee exchange. While his opponent was constantly being caught off-guard and forced to rethink his strategies, at the same time, Akechi was still fighting with very little modifications to his original plan, thus giving him the initative. The kunai that threatened to hold back his left leg would fail and be pulled out. It wasn't built to anchor anything in at that angle, especially not an angry 200+ pound bear of a man running on adrenaline.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 1:03 pm
"Oof." He couldnt stop something he couldnt really see. The air left his lungs as yet another strike came into meet his forehead once again. He gritted his teeth to keep enough focus to at least keep up a frontal guard and powered through. He wasnt about to give up to some person who thought just because he was bigger he would have no trouble against him. Now the heat that was being gathered was the prelude to a rather troublesome technique Kaine was building. By gathering the heat to all parts of his body he would be severly cutting back the charge time he needed to lauch off a decently powerful move. The arenas natural heat also helped speed up this process for there was an ample amount by which he could gather up. With a normally uncomfortable amount of heat that normally should have made a normaly person think twice around his body, Kaine would proceed to make his opponent think a third time. For Kaine wasnt truely makeing large adjustments to his plan. Right now his main focus was defending against the man while charging up enough heat for his manuver. Two hundred pounds or not, a solid blow would stop a behemoth. Concentrating the gathered heat now from around his entire body to the palms of his hands, his opponents wrists would be damn close to being set on fire. If he wanted to go to hand to hand then it would be on his terms and right now his guantlets were piping hot.
As it stood Kaine had a second option that he could initiate but at the moment he was at risk of himself nor was it built up to do much of anything.... yet. The flame string was still attached to his opponent and that alone was of some help to Kaine. Just a little bit longer...
Aura-85%
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