WAOA Arena

[FPSfanatic]

Alorno continued ascension, going high enough that oxygen levels would be a serious worry.

Gold continued his roll, avoiding the slash. He then tucked his legs in, and pushed himself up with his arms, up and ready to fight again. He didn't glance down to his wound, even as it began bleeding more heavily from the negative energy.

 

[Ruedyn]

The boy looked around the black room, only his sword in his hands, wrapped in rope and goat fur. He pulled the string slightly, and inspected his steel. He checked it over until he was satisfied, and took a few tentative steps towards the door, the only source of light in the room, before kicking himself for his cowardice before simply walking towards it. After a deep breath, he swung it open, and was immediately surprised again.

An Amon Amarth poster, the walls were white painted wood, a fireplace cackled in the corner, warming the room immensely, and the bed even looked like it had soft furnishings!

"I-It's... Glorious" Thialfi muttered, as he looked around. It even had a window! It didn't look like it really went out anywhere, but a window! He rushed to the bed, wolf fur. Very soft! Almost too soft... He sighed, it would work for now. He laid down on it, for a small nap and test run.

 

[Drakmorg]

The Wraith continued its chase, seeming completely unhindered still. At this point it was starting to gain on Alorno.

Weizoth continued his assault once more, slashing upwards diagonally at Gold, then swinging it around again and slashing diagonally again at an angle perpendicular to his first strike.

 

[DotSlash]

In the lounge, both Rex and Vanessa were at the bar talking to each other about a few things.

Eventually, Carmen's fight was declared a draw as she returned into the lounge and met the other two there. She smirked slightly as she sat down and the trio began to discuss things.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Alorno waited until the wraith had nearly touched him, then dived, achieving incredible speeds from the dive thanks to him actually having weight and an effect on gravity.
Gold summoned a shield, which deflected the first strike, and adjusted it to catch the second. The second would be too much for the shield to handle, and it would become visible, with a dent in it. Gold grunted at this, and held out the hand not generating a shield, his left. Weizoth's joints would be exposed to sudden cold, enough to frost the air around it.

 

[Drakmorg]

The Wraith touched Alorno as the bird dove past it, it's incorporeal hands running along the creatures length in an instant as it moved past. Alorno would feel significantly weaker, as if being touched by the Wraith had directly drained its life force. After doing so, the Wraith dove after Alorno, not moving quite as fast, but still not falling terribly behind.

@FPS: Kinda need to ask, is that Ice thing a psychic power?

 

[FPSfanatic]

OoC: @Drak yeah, and it's pretty much killing him to use it. And no need to worry, if you've got anti psychic powers you should use them!

 

[Drakmorg]

@FPS: Just had to confirm. If Weizoth had any, he'd have used them by now.

Weizoth didn't seem to be terribly affected by the cold, practically shrugged it off as his body didn't carry terribly much moisture. He charged into Gold and rammed into him with his shoulder, attempting to knock him prone, then followed up with a horizontal slash to his gut coming from his left.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Gold was sent flying from the hit, because he didn't prepare for it. He hit a building a ways away, and grunted, feeling like he'd been crushed by the hit.

Alorno shuddered from the touch, and felt as if crawling away and dying would be his only option. Shrugging of the feeling, he dived down and flared his wings, slowing himself and setting Alorno up to drill peck Weizoth from behind.
Weizoth would probably hear Alorno setting up his attack.

 

[Drakmorg]

Hearing the sound of the massive bird zooming through the air, Weizoth looked up to see Alorno diving towards him. Reacting as quickly as he could, he rather sluggishly dove forward as Alorno struck him in the back. The strike caused several cracks to appear in the plate that it had struck.

Weizoth's Wraith continued diving towards Alorno. It kept up its speed as the bird stopped and landed, intending to simply touch it again and invoke the same life draining reaction it already previous hit the bird with.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Alorno jumped onto Weizoth's back, preparing to strike again, until Gold shot him through the skull, killing him quickly and painlessly. Gold pulled himself from the hole he made, feeling his guts shift in his body to cover the opening in his belly, causing him to whimper. He reloaded the pistol and took aim at Weizoth again, firing a shot at the helmet once more.

 

[Drakmorg]

Weizoth's Wraith passed right through the body of Alorno as it was killed before it could touch it. From there is disappeared into the ground, phasing right through it.
Weizoth was unable to avoid the shot to the head as he was busy trying to push the corpse of a massive bird off of himself so he could get up. The shot hit straight on and broke through Weizoth's helmet from the side. Weizoth's head recoiled from the impact of the shot, yet he still attempted to keep pushing the bird corpse off of himself.
Meanwhile, Weizoth's Wraith attempted to aid him, popping the closest thing it had to a head through the ground near Gold's feet. It swung one its cloth-like arms out in front of it, attempting to touch Gold's legs and weaken him.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Gold lifted the leg the Wraith tried to touch, shifting forward to begin jogging at Weizoth, reloading his gun again.

 

[Drakmorg]

Weizoth's Wraith flew out in front of Gold, flying out of the ground entirely and swinging its cloth-like appendages out to try and touch him once again.
As his Wraith was working on way-laying Gold, Weizoth managed to free himself out from under the bird corpse, pushing it off to the side. He stood back up and picked up his sword.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Gold projected a platform for himself to jump on, putting himself at a nice position to leap on Weizoth. He was about to leap when his stomach shifted again from the movement, causing him to wince and fall from the platform on top of Weizoth, biting back a curse as he fell.

 

[Drakmorg]

Weizoth held up his sword as Gold jumped on top of him, intending to let his opponent impale himself on the bone-crafted blade as he ungracefully landed on Weizoth.

 

[Slenn]

EMily and Gwen had recuperated from the match. It took a while for Gwen to cool her jets after that much agitation. They headed to the pub for a drink of water.

 

[Zepherus14]

Found in a dark room, the Captain stomped on the floor of the room a couple of times. Hearing the metal resonate. "Now where did I find myself now?" He said.

Upon the intro from the big cheese that I don't remember and can't really think about bothering to look up the intro, Captain Crunch finds himself in the arena. Captain Crunch as his regular cartoonish captain sailor self stood with his cutlass and pitrol in his holster, waiting for his opponent.

 

[Slenn]

@Zeph. I have to admit, when you said Captain, I did NOT expect this. XD

Gwen and EMily heard some metal clanking in the distance from where they sat in the bar. They walked towards the sound of it and found the Captain in the dark room that they started in as well.

<color=blue>"Ummmm.... hello?" EMily wasn't quite sure what to expect. Nor did she expect this at all.

 

[Zepherus14]

@Slenn: No... Not many people think of him either

Captain walked out of the dark room into the room EMily and Qwen was in. "Hmm? Why Hello!! I am Captain Horatio Magellan Crunch." Captain announced, taking off his hat as he made a slight bow to the two. "It seems my Crunchitizer malfunctioned and brought me to... this odd place. Is it as violent as that mechanical miscreant makes it out to be?" He said as he put his hat back on.