WAOA Arena

[Drakmorg]

OOC: One more, then I'm just completely out of it for now.

Seeing there was only one way to progress, Weizoth held out his hand and pointed down the corridor. His zombified gene-stealer ran full pelt down the hall-way, making as much noise as it possibly could. Weizoth slowly trod after the creature, keeping himself on edge the entire time.

 

[FPSfanatic]

The zombie-stealer would reach a t-section of the hallway. If it continued its charge, it would find both leading hallways filled to the brim with 'stealers, who would quickly rip their former brother to shreds, leaving little but hunks of flesh.

 

[Captain Anon]

John heard the announcement "oh crap" and runs for the locker room to get his gear putting on his armor and grabbing his staff and his book of spells he then run off find the others

 

[Chungus]

Getting up, Greed sighed and looked around when the Meta disappeared. "You're getting real annoying!" he said with a highly irritated tone. Returning the skin of the arm with the broken wrist to normal to just above the wrist, red sparks firing from there, indicating it was being healed. Having learned from last time, Greed knew the Meta wasn't really gone, thus he began relying on his hearing, rather then sight.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta moved around behind Greed with a silence that should not be possible for such a large being. He slowly moved closer, brute-shot aimed at the red spot.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: I wonder if I could toss Tao into here...Not this fight here, but into the arena complex...

 

[Chungus]

Hearing nothing, but knowing for certain the Meta was still present, Greed started running around the room in unpredictable patterns. Can't see or hear the bastard... Better stay on the move.

 

[Kirke]

When Greed started running the Meta leaped up and turned visible in mid-air, coming down so he would land on Greed's head, in such an angle so that he would stay on if Greed fell face-down.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Gumi smiled a little at Carmen. "The squad? there alright, everyone is a tad different to each other, in terms of fighting and appearance" she said to Carmen. "Shucks, for me?" she asked about the small glass of wine that was offered.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen nodded, smirking a small bit. [color=bb0066] "I see... and I'd hope they weren't the same. That would make things quite boring and even harder on everyone involved. My group... is quite vast and have many different qualities. They irk me sometimes, but I love them." [/color]

She let out a small laugh as Gumi asked about the wine. [color=bb0066] "Well, of course! There isn't any other cute girl in here, is there?" [/color]

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Gumi gave a small giggle and a dismissive wave. "Cute? don't be a kidder like that, but thank ya kindly" she said to Carmen with a smile, then took a sip on the wine. "Wow, this feels richer then a digger merchant that's struck Oil!" she said joyfully.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen chuckled as she took a sip of the same wine herself. [color=bb0066] "Indeed it is. For a bunch of kidnapping thieves, they do spend quite a lot to make us content, right?" [/color]

[hr]

Soon enough, the man was in the secondary arena, yawning a bit as he laid himself out on the floor, waiting for an opponent.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

"Kidnapping thieves? well I wouldn't worry about that!" Gumi said as she took another sip of wine. "They shouldn't of left it around if they didn't want it to be drunk" she added with a small giggle.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen simply shrugged before taking another sip. [color=bb0066] "Seeing as they just warped us out of whatever we were doing before, I don't see what else I can call them." [/color] She giggled again before taking another drink. [color=bb0066] "...Though I can't really argue with that logic. Thanks to them for leaving this stuff behind~<3." [/color]

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Gumi held her glass up. "Cheers to the random folk who lets us all this for free then!" she said to Carmen with a smile.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen clinked her glass against Gumi's raised one. [color=bb0066] "Cheers to them." [/color] She drank a bit more of her glass before looking toward the new girl. [color=bb0066] "So... what is it that you fight with? If you're here, you must have some ability to fight, I'm assuming." [/color]

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Gumi drunk a bit mroe of her wine before answering to Carmen. "What do I fight with? Miss Carmen I think that wine has hit you harder then a bull that's seen red" she said, then gave a small tipsy giggle. she put hte glass down and spun the sniper around which was on her back. "I fight with my DSR of course, that and a couple of other guns"

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen looked toward the sniper and giggled a bit, making it look like she was a bit tipsy herself, though she wasn't. She noted Gumi starting to loosen up a bit and smirked to herself as she looked at the gun in mock surprise. [color=bb0066] "Ah... I guess the wine's gotten to me, that should have been obvious... But I know someone who fights like you with numerous firearms, though I do with she had a colorful vocabulary like you have." [/color] She added with a small giggle and another sip of wine.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

"For real? we I'm not surprise to be honest" Gumi went starry eyes and hugged her Sniper. "After all, who could resist the fire power of the DSR first class sniper, perfect precision, low recoil and clean shooting! it's a Gals Dream!" she said to Carmen.

 

[Drakmorg]

Having no sense of self-preservation, the zombie-genestealer charged ahead at it's master's orders. Though it would be torn to shreds, any wounds it managed to inflict on its former brethren would feel incredibly painful and debilitating, regardless of how much or how little visible damage was actually done.

Weizoth's book started to turn its pages once again. His free hand started to glow, and he placed it on Gold's shoulder. Taking in a breath to hum in annoyance, he placed his still glowing hand on his chest, causing the horn's and sabatons of his armor to start glowing white slightly. He walked over to the section of the hallway where it split and stood right in the intersection, his gaze shifting back and forth between both hallways.