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 Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 10:50 am
Judge: "Begin when ready."
[Describe arena aspects in each of the combatant's first post. That will determine the area in which both fight.]
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:01 am
The arena is designed with a rural aspect. There is a rather big pond off to the west and trees to the north. Everything else is a field. The entire arena is surrounded by a big stone wall. In the middle is a zen rock garden for some odd reason.
Manndar walked into the arena, happily munching on a ham and cheese sandwich and drinking from a bottle of water. He sat down and took off his backpack and set it on the ground. Attached to the backpack was two giant hammers named Hammerabi and Hammerabi Mk II. A gentle breeze blew in from the south as Manndar sat there content.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:33 pm
From the trees walked a male figure, appearing to have white skin, black and red clothing, and moving as though he had were aware of every surrounding. His pace was rather normal, not walking too fast as if in a hurry, but not walking too slow as if he were lost. No, it seemed that this person was there for something, although it was unknown for what.
Upon closer examination, and the fact his body was moving closer, he had white, short fur; bunny ears coming from white hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. His chest had black markings, wearing black sleeves, black skirt, and black and red stockings. A gold Bangle was worn upon his right arm, and two gold anklets on each foot. A red katana was strapped to his side, as well as a bag hooked to the back of his belt.
He came upon the eating fighter, smiling as his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. " I believe I was to be expected."
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:21 pm
"Yes, you were." Manndar said with a grin as he reached into the pocket of his blue zipper hoodie. He pulled out a sandwich wrapped up in plastic wrap. "I made you one. You want it? No use fighting on an empty stomach."
Manndar then smiled. The most unsettling thing about his smirk was that it wasn't unsettling at all. There was no malice, no hint of foul play, just a carefree smile much like a child.
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