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kuropeco rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 9
Total: 25 (2-40)
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 Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 1:19 pm
 The tournament is taking place in the Castle in Negaspace, in a large room that has been designated towards the event. It is very spacious and there is a ring where the participants will fight, as well as seats around it for viewers. You are greeted by General Aurostibite and General Xenotime standing off to the side to monitor
The rules are simple: fight your opponent using whatever methods you have available to you - physical strength or magic - and whoever is left standing at the end is the winner! Aurostibite adds, in a tone of voice that doesn't quite indicate whether he's joking or not, to please try not to kill anyone.Quote: OOC RULES:
- Battles must be completed within 72 hours. If you are unable to do so, or something happens that prevents things or slows you down, you can just roll the dice without adding in RP to determine the outcome. However, please do your best to RP out the battle, this option is only for those situations where it becomes necessary to do so.
- Dice rolling is mandatory! I know it can be frustrating but this keeps everything fair and even.
- Anyone is free to pop into a battle RP, they are open to spectators, whether you are participating in the tournament or not! Any Negaverse agent or Corrupt or Corrupt Cat is free to view the battles, regardless of whether or not they were in signups.
- If you have any questions, please contact kuropeco or Beejoux through Discord or PM! Quote: THE MECHANICS
There will be 2d20 rolled in each intro post. The person with the higher number is the first to attack!
Lieutenant / Basics - 20 HP / 1d8-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
Captain / Super - 30 HP / 1d10-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
General / Eternal - 40 HP / 1d12-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
( how it works: roll the dice - if you get a 4, subtract 2 = your attack is 2! and so on and so forth. If you get a 6, subtract 2 = your attack is 4! )
Roll dice -> RP out attack -> wait for opponent to attack back -> roll dice again until someone's HP is depleted first!
The person the higher HP at the end of the battle (or the one that does not reach 0) is the winner! Quote: DEFENSIVE / HEALING MAGIC
For healing magic: roll 1d4 (first stage), 1d6 (second stage), 1d8 (third stage); whatever number you roll is how much HP you gain back. This takes the place of your attack roll for your turn.
For defensive magic it must be rolled PRIOR to the next attack. Roll the same dice as above, and subtract that amount from the damage done by your opponent.
i.e. :
- Person A rolls a 6 instead of rolling for an attack
- Person B attacks with 7 damage
- Person A receives 1 damage (7-6) xCheekieBirdiee Natrolite will be going first!
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 2:59 pm
When the boss lady told you to make an appearance at the tournament, you made an appearance. Natrolite was use to the whole setup by now, not much had changed from the last one of these he was in. Same place, the Castle in Negaspace, if he wasn't mistaken, which he could have been. Same pressure, same, same, - The rant ended sharply in his head as announcement of opponents began and his name was called. Entering the ring where the participants were to fight, he glanced around to the seats. Oh right, these things had peanut galleries. Well if anything he was at least happy to see someone good-looking getting called up against him. On a shift from hip to hip for an old man looking stretch he yawned, "alright..I'm ready." That was all the warning the guy got before the brunette was coming at him with a swing of fist. HP: 30 Attack: 0 kuropeco Would you like quotes since you are likely getting the thread one lol lemme know ! : )
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 5:24 pm
The boss lady was standing at the edge of the ring with arms crossed loosely and hips cocked to one side. Her hood was down, loose fabric pooling over bared shoulders as she watched. Waiting eagerly to see if her first recruit had gone rusty in his time away, or had held onto that boxing training from his past.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 5:36 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 30 / 30
DMG: 3
He had not really wanted to do this on a variety of levels, but how else was he going to blow off the excess steam that he had been carrying around for months? It felt as though nothing had changed, as though he was still the same person who was dragging around his heart in the dirt and Annabergite was trying very hard not to let it get to him.
Except it was. And it clearly had.
So here he was, back in the tournament, because throwing himself into something was better than sitting at home wallowing with a pint of Ben & Jerry's and a glass of wine. In spite of it all, he was not in the mood for any sort of games or false witticisms.
The punch was easily dodged. What Annabergite lacked in some physical prowess, he made up for in agility, and he sidestepped Natrolite with a grace that wasn't always prevalent in Negaverse agents. It gave him the chance to twist around and aim one of his daggers at the man's upper arm, Annabergite's scowl darkening on his face.
"Boring. Try again."
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 5:48 pm
Well that was a bit shocking, course the guy was at his level for a reason. On a wide birthing smirk for the pain that now stung against his arm Natrolite jumped back. Cracking his neck to the side with a laugh, "if you insist sugar, maybe if ya smile I might go easy on you." A course of adrenaline pushed him forward again, not as close this time though. Natrolite wasn't going to use his weapon, not yet. Instead he went in with a fake punch. At the last second Natrolite pulled it back for a frontal kick aimed at the guys chest like he was the police going in for a drug bust. Sure he was a trained fighter but training only got you so far in places like this, winning took everything, even fighting dirty. HP: 27 Attack: 6
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 6:18 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 24 / 30
DMG: 3
The look of irritation on Annabergite's face grew.
"First of all," he said testily, sounding entirely unimpressed. "I'm not your sugar anything."
He shifted his body in an attempt to avoid the punch and entirely missed the feint, which meant he got the majority of the kick to his chest. It sent him sprawling backwards with a gasp, all the wind knocked out of him, Annabergite crashing onto the floor and narrowly missing cracking his head on the ground in the process.
It took him a few seconds to get his breath back, eyes flashing dangerously.
"I don't smile for anyone, least of all asses like you," he said through his teeth.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 6:35 pm
HP: 27 Attack: 3 People around here really needed a stiff drink. This guy was one of them, in all honesty Natrolite was holding back as much amusement as he could. A hand went over his heart at the sassy comments. "I have never been more insulted sugar, do it again I like it." A full set of brows waggled as he laughed unable to help himself. Poor guy was just so damn offended it was kind of to much! Usually he didn't get responses like this,it was pretty damn fun, made him glad to have came. When foot connected a pleased hiss escaped low from chest and he jumped back. Admiring the sprawling figure on the ground, giving him time to get some air back in for more insults. It was a good choice cause handsome delivered. When the guy recovered enough to give him the go Natrolite sighed heavily and aimed another kick at his side, "that's too bad, life aint worth much if you can't smile!"
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 7:27 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 21 / 30
DMG: 4
This was one of those guys. Annabergite could tell from the smarmy, arrogant tone, the sarcastic remarks, the patronizing expression; a man who thought the world revolved around himself and who probably thought he was the funniest person ever to live and har har har.
Annabergite was not in the mood for it. For any of it.
He had managed to get back to his feet, chest still aching, but twisted away from the kick to his side, feeling it graze him enough to send him stumbling, though not enough to cause him to lose his balance again. Annabergite flipped his daggers over, curling fingers around the hilts, and debated where to drive the point home.
"Charming," he said, sounding disgusted. "Does that ever work on anyone?"
He lunged sideways abruptly, aiming the knife in a downward strike towards Natrolite's thigh this time.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 8:05 pm
HP: 23 Attack: 4 At the question which Natrolite knew full well didn't need an answer he smirked. "Well..Annabergite, some guys don't like boys like me...but some girls do." So yes, yes it did work on some people. Some people like a current spectator in the stands. Annabergite lunged at him and Natrolite wasn't able to move back fast enough. As the blade connected he shifted his weight to the good leg and brought an arm up. He was trying to catch the offending hand with one of his own as he went in for a headbutt. Maybe not as good as slashing but he was working on the fly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2019 3:47 pm
There wasn't a chance in hell that Tyrellite was going to miss this fight - not after Natrolite showed up at her own. It didn't hurt that Xenotime was there as well. She made her way down so she was sitting front row center, a large grin spread across dark lips.
Both hands went into the air when her teammate went for the good old fashioned headbutt, "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!," she screamed shrill and loud, all the more obnoxious.
This was actually a lot of fun.
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2019 4:41 pm
A flash of pink in the stands drew pale eyes from the fight and dark lips pulled in a pleased smile as she made her way over to stand behind the fresh lieutenant, hands coming down to rest on the other woman's shoulders after she gave an encouraging shout to Natrolite. "You look like you're enjoying yourself." It wasn't exactly a question, but violet brows twitched up all the same, voice lifting right at the end. She'd worried her newest recruits, Tyrellite in particular, would have trouble in the tournament. Most people didn't spend their days throwing fists. They weren't comfortable in a fight, didn't know instinctively how to handle themselves against someone with any sort of training. She'd been working with Vanth, so the petite senshi had at least had some preparation for this. Ty had only been with them for the better part of a week.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2019 9:22 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 17 / 30
DMG: 8
Natrolite was given the most withering look Annabergite could muster and was followed by a succinct, "Pig."
It was always the arrogant ones. They were always so full of themselves on so many levels that it was hard to wrap his head around just why they always thought they were cool or badass or whatever the term was these days.
Natrolite had grabbed for his wrist, and Annabergite twisted it trying to get his hand away, feeling the unpleasant sensation of unfamiliar fingers against skin, followed by the staggering pain of the lieutenant's forehead cracking against his own. It was a childish move, he thought, but still hurt like hell, Annabergite stumbling back, pain ringing through his head. An animal noise of mingled pain and surprise escaped his throat.
He was doubled over, head ringing, Annabergite swearing - and with every single ounce of energy he could muster, he slammed his knee up and straight between Natrolite's legs, wrenching his wrist away at the same and taking several quick steps backwards.
"Don't treat me like I'm stupid, thanks."
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2019 9:30 pm
HP: 15 Attack: 3 Tyrellite showed up and started giving it to him, a grin passed the Captains face. In mistake he let himself become distracted by the shrill scream. That distraction coupled with the dizzying effects of his own headbutt was a very dangerous combination. It left him vulnerable and open, very open, Natrolite took the full brunt of Annabergite's fury and hit the floor on a gasp of horror and pain. "Oh god my personality.." It was squeaked out like Natrolite had just got knocked back to puberty. Which if you didn't know him in awkward phase was terrible and painful, so, so, painful. Tears were actually gathered at the corner of his eyes as he lashed out. Pulling himself up from the ground his blade came out, now it was personal. "Didn't know I did ya fancy t**t." A wide swing was taken at the other Captains chest.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 6:22 am
Captain Annabergite
HP: 14 / 30
DMG: 6
Kneeing Natrolite in the groin had been more satisfying than Annabergite would have thought - and maybe it had been a low blow - but he still felt a certain amount of smugness as the other man squealed like a pig, collapsing onto the floor as he rolled around. Annabergite took a step backwards, his heels clicking. He wasn't above fighting dirty if it gave him an advantage.
"If that's all your personality is, then, well...I'm not sorry," he said delicately, and then hastily tried to jump away as the other clambered to his feet, one of Natrolite's blades snicked out. Annabergite didn't manage to get out of range fast enough; the edge of it sliced a line across the front of his uniform, leaving a thin red gash beneath, and he stumbled with a gasp, a hand rising instinctively to clutch at his chest.
In a flash, he had dived forward again, aiming a slash across Natrolite's chest in retaliation, Annabergite's teeth gritted.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 7:39 am
HP: 9 Attack: 4 Still sore he watched in pure please as the fabric of the Captains uniform tore. Cloudy blues wrinkled at the corners in delight at the refusal of an apology, "oh honey you will be." Smug b*****d, if he got the chance he was going to return the favor of a kick to the p***k. Annabergite was on him again, the dagger wielding fiend attacked and had him stumbling back. A hiss of pain and he followed the hit with a right hook towards the face and snicker. Natrolite was slowly starting to remember why it was best to rely on training and not mess around in these things.
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