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iloveyouDIE rolled 2 20-sided dice:
10, 12
Total: 22 (2-40)
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 Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 1:58 pm
She's hot.. she's got lady scars that draw your eyes innappropriate places.. She's got an aaaaawwwesome name.. it's INFINITYYYYYYY!!!
He may be a new guy but he's cut through the tournament like a champ. What a cool sword.. IT'S JAAAAACK!   Deus Trainee Tournament: FINALS
Infinity v. Jack
JACK HAS INITIATIVE!Level Select: Mudpit
** PLEASE NOTE THE WEATHER CONDITIONS!**
**The rain has stopped but the sky is dark and foreboding. The winds are strong. DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNN**  Remember: - No artifacts, runics or charge attacks! - The battle lasts 48 OOC hours (based on first attack within 24 hours of thread creation) IE: I make the thread at 8am, player 1 posts at 8pm... thread ends 48 hours from 8pm. - I have rolled initiative FOR YOU! - Have fun!
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 5:58 pm
And so, after having managed to have avoided the mudpit throughout the tournament, it would naturally mean his final match would be there. Jack viewed the area with some distaste: the rain had softened the mud once more, and the winds still remained as strong as they had been during his last fight. This was going to be . . . interesting. Especially considering who he was fighting.
Taking a breath, he shed his coat and once again hung it on the rope. "So! This was destiny, huh, Scargirl," he said to Fini with a grin as he prepped himself. Mud, dirt, grime . . . Didn't look like rain would be coming. Time to get murdered have some fun.
Off went his shirt too.
"I hope you're ready~"
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 10:17 pm
That was it, Bix you were so dead after all this!
Fini scowled like a pro at the mud pit. Again?! REALLY?!
And then there was Jack, the walking tree. She scowled at him too, though her lips quirked up into a cheshire like grin. Especially at the distasteful look he gave the mud pit. Ooooh didn't like mud, did you Jackie?!
She laughed. "If that is what the Fates have deemed our destiny, then so be it!" Her jacket was removed and hung along the rope until Finn could snatch it (please keep it clean, Finn!). As she turned to make a comment at Jack, she found herself just staring stupidly at a rather nice body.
:: Please! :: Vashi snorted, having remained silent for most of the battles. But this was the last straw. :: He's lanky and feminine. And I can't stand that stupid a** grin. Or that nickname! :: A snarl reverberated around her mind.
"Really?" Was her first response, followed by:
"Can we do this already? Y'know, before your nipples freeze or something?"
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 10:47 pm
He barked a laugh. "No chance of that, Scargirl; I know you'll keep things nice and hot for me~"
(( Technically speaking, shedding clothes does not enhance your shield . . . )) Owain just didn't understand the point of it. He and Fini were such killjoys.
Summoning his weapon, Jack took his place and began to bounce in place, smiling away anyway.
It was eye-rolling enough to the point of physically hurting. But he saw you staring, Fini. Aww yeah.
HP: 40
Damage: 1 to the senses
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:02 pm
"Well just make sure your nipples don't poke my eyes out, okay? So we can actually have a battle." She said with wave of her hand, as if dismissing his hot toned body as nothing she hadn't seen before. Distraction? What distraction?!
:: Can I just... rip that smile off his face? In some bloody and glorious fashion? :: Vashi growled. Okay he if had to ******** choose, he'd rather be forced to stare at the princesses body. Though it wasn't only a small step up from... this.
:: Shut up! ::
"Awe, what's the matter, Jack? Need a little potty break before our match really gets started?" She teased.
:: Will you hit him already! ::
Okay. Okay, yes she could. Fini sighed, a dangerous grin flashing along her features before she moved in for the kill to whack Jack's a** with the flat side of Vashi. Who very loudly protested this action.
HP: 39
Damage: 3
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:09 pm
SpectatorAt first, Abbi had come to cheer on her friend Jack and try to make friends with Fini who was really adorable looking and spent a lot of time with Finn. But then she stayed because of abs. No one had to know, after all... 
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:26 pm
Spectator:Finn had pretty much stayed by Fini's side since her last match, which she had handled as brilliantly as all of the rest of her matches. He wasn't at all concerned over whether or not she would be victorious in her final match against Jack. She had kicked so much a** today, against such an assortment of opponents, it was impossible to believe that she wouldn't continue to do so. Plus, there were some pretty hefty stakes on the line. Stakes to do with how Finn or Jack would be dressing themselves in the near future. Of course, he arrived about the time Jack entered the ring, first removing his jacket, and then removing his shirt.... What the ******** ********>
And then Fini entered the ring, removing her jacket (which yes, Finn took, but his mouth was not in it's usual smile, instead held in a firm line while he directed narrow eyes at Jack, trying to decipher what he was playing at).
And then the back and forth banter began. Finn tried to take it in stride, in some sense knowing that it was all just a joke. It was actually quite funny, really!
Of course, unless Fini had been playing him this whole time, and her and Jack were actually a thing.
Seriously?
The slap on Jack's a** didn't really help matters much. Finiwhat.
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:31 pm
Jack guffawed at the slap, giving Fini a cheeky look as he swiped half-heartedly in return. What was he playing at? To play, of course. The day was s**t for him despite the victories, and he was sure he'd walk away from this tournament with at least a few new enemies to watch out for (read: have fun with). In a way he was straddling the line between the casual air of one hanging out with friends after a long day and the self-defeatist attitude of one who knew he wasn't destined to win anything at the end of the day, no matter what he tried.
Considering it was not surprise to see Abbi and Finn show up, he merely glanced at them, inclined his head, and said a simple, "Yo," followed by a wink to Abbi just because he could. He knew it looked bad, Finn, but come on, take a joke~ He'd get his girl afterwards. Let Jack live a little before he tried to find a bottle to drown something out later.
Or a smoke. Finn owed him smokes, right?
"Boyfriend tell you we have a bet going on?" he asked Fini. "It's a real doozy."
HP: 37
Damage: nah.jpg
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:54 pm
Abbi got a wave and a giggle at the look she caught on her face. Finn got a kiss blown at him. Jack, on the other hand, was easily side-stepped with his half assed attempt to swipe back. She was wondering if he was actually taking this battle seriously? Which begged the question, was she taking it seriously? Fini couldn't deny she did want to fight Jack, to test their skills-
Wait, boyfriend?! Fini's thought process faltered of this one, as her mind had yet to put two and two together that she and Finn might possibly be heading in that direction? Maybe. Did he want it to go that way? He'd been overly affectionate all day (minus that one battle... ) and she really did kind of hope he was feeling that way. And why did she have to think on this now, goddamnit!
"What bet?" She gave him a slightly narrowed look, instantly not trusting those words. And if Finn had gotten Ian to agree to six hours of servitude already. "Oh come on, how bad could it be?"
Fini eyed him carefully, judging his height and if she could pull off the little maneuver flitting through her mind. It would be awkward, but could totally do it. Totally. "Oh and Jack?" She called, that dangerous look turning devilish. Fini inhaled and exhaled quickly before closing the distance between them, looping one arm through his and twisting it and herself around until both feet kicked at the bends in the backs of his knees while forcing him down. Face first. Into the mud.
"Fight me seriously, you overgrown naked mole rat."
HP: 39
Damage: 8
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:02 am
Thunk.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, was why he had chosen to go shirtless. Imagine all the detergent he would have used!
The mud made a suctioning noise as he pried himself up with a wince. (( What's wrong? )) Owain asked, worried. (( Is it what happened at that last fight? ))
Jack didn't answer him. Instead, he got to his feet and wiped mud off his face, still somehow appearing lazy as a cat as he picked up his sword. "Not about you, Scargirl, don't worry," he assured her as he flicked more mud off his hands to allow for a better grip. "Just between me and Finn. Winner chooses the loser's fashion for three days." Relatively simple, but very easy to humiliate with if you had the right idea in mind.
His grin, which had fallen fast after faceplanting, tugged back up one side of his mouth. "Nice move there, by the way. Real classy." Both hands on the handle, he charged with another swipe.
HP: 29
Damage: nothing to see here
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:13 am
Okay actually Finn did know what to think, and that was that by the way they interacted they were definitely proving that there was nothing going on between them....or, at the very least, there wouldn't be anymore. Boyfriend? Ya, Finn heard you, Jack. It wasn't like he was standing miles away, as he had been during the fight between Fini and Alaska. "No need for jealousy, Jack. I can see how pining over me choosing Fini over you is eating you up inside and I would just like to say....." He took a long moment to pause, forehead furrowing as though in deep thought. "Fini, did you happen to have any dresses you think might look good on Jack for the next three days? I think he might need one." Kyriekox sleep deprived posts are the best ok
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:30 am
She took a good step back as he pulled himself up from the mud, not at all hiding the fact she was laughing at him. In fact once he was up, she moved in close enough to draw a smiley face on his stomach before darting away (no she did not almost slip!) as he swung his weapon.
"Oh, okay. Then by all means, you and Finn bet away! Just don't hold any grudge against me since I didn't make the bet."
Matching his lazy smile, she danced around his weapon and went to give him a small slash on the arm. Which turned into a thwack as Finn's voice carried over. Fini sputtered out a laugh, giving Jack an exceptionally amused look. "Just what was this bet, again?" Something about fashion right? To Finn, she gave a brief thoughtful look, which fell on Jack. "I... might have something."
HP: 39
Damage: 3
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:37 am
(( Dear friend, I am growing concerned . . . Your focus isn't the same-- ))
Shut the ******** up.
The harsh snap cowed the giant quickly. He did not, did not, want to think about that scene right now, and Owain was a b*****d for deciding now was the time to try and coax him into talking about it. Jaw clenched, his smile lost its warmth as he listened to Finn and Fini's discuss his future fate.
"Oy. I'm still here," he interrupted, smearing the smiley face on his stomach. "How about you win the match first before you start planning, hmm?"
HP: 26
Damage: r u 4 real
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:58 am
Fini just rolled her eyes at Jack. "How about you actually start fighting this match?" She offered instead, not unaware of the change in his smile. Which didn't deter her much. Her grip on Vashi tightened and Fini marched right up into Jack's space and poked him with the tip of a sais sword. "Let's get something straight, alright?" Her voice was lowered, so only he would hear it. "I don't give a flying ******** about anything that may or may not have happened at your other match. Or the meaning behind some of it." Yes, she'd seen the way Gale had gone so cold. And that Stormy girl too. But hadn't drawn any attention to it before. Not when she'd had a match to go fight. "But, Jack, come on! This is here and now. Not then. Besides, Finn's going to be so full of himself if he wins another bet!"
Okay he'd have the right to be. But really, Fini knew something was bothering him and she didn't like it. So what if he was an - what had Finn called him? - a** clown, he was still someone she might consider a friend of sorts.
She stabbed him a little harder. "Unless, of course, you really do want to wear a dress then hey! I ain't stoppin' ya."
HP: 39
Damage: 2
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 1:01 am
He wanted to wear a dress about as much as Finn wanted to get dirty. But it was Fini's take on the exchange she saw after his last battle that had Jack's eyes narrowing, the Life hunter bristling for incoming commentary. When she chose to say nothing beyond "forget about it", the intensity coming from him lessened.
(( Sound advice. )) Owain tried to hide how hurt he felt, as that was all he had meant to convey before his partner had cut him off . . .
Jack scoffed, gritting his teeth as he was stabbed in familiar places. "What, and stretch it out before Finn puts it on for his drag queen cons?" he drawled. "That'd be a tragedy." Good luck finding anything remotely his size in your closets, guys.
But for now, she was right: he ought to fight. Swiftly he lashed out with the pommel of his weapon to force her back before swinging low at her legs to knock her down.
"Really, Fini, haven't you heard of personal space?"
HP: 24
Damage: 8 tears of pride
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