WAOA Arena

[Demonjazz]

"That's highly immoral... Bringing people back from the dead... God didn't make us to do that" It's going to take quite a few men to get him away from that fountain now

 

[Kirke]

The hallway beyond was empty, and a series of lights showed the way to what seemed like Radec's dream hotel suite.
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Suddenly, all the accessories in the room pulled into the walls, leaving an empty gray room.
"If you do not wish to take part in the games, I must inform you that this suite will not be at your service."

 

[Demonjazz]

Steve got his hand stuck between the wall while he was holding on to the fountain "No! Come back here chocolate! What will I ever do without you" He said ignoring the voice far to preoccupied mourning over his lost loved one

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec looked around. The room was looked like like a palace. The walls and floor were made of red, grey and black marble decorated with paintings and weaponry, there was an ebony table with a war planner and a chessboard, one side was high arched-shaped windows framed by red drapes with gold trim that looked out onto a cyberpunk city, and there was a king-sized, red and black bed.

OoC: I'm just going from what I can glean of Helghast arcitecture here. Killzone fans, tell me if I'm doing something wrong.

 

[Kirke]

"If you wish to keep your suite, then please participate in the arena fight that is about to commence."
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"Please, follow me to the arena. The next battle is about to commence."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec looked around. "A fight you say?" He began twirling the knife idly in his figers. "I accept the challenge." He headed out a door, to the locker room.

OoC: I presume there's a guide leading to the lockers?

Spoiler: A sample of Radec's speech, in case you wanted to know his voice

 

[Kirke]

"Excellent! You will find the equipment you have been granted in locker one."
The locker room contained a large number of lockers, and locker one had any gear that Radec would have hoped for.
OoC: @Gear: A series of lights in the floor, yeah.

 

[Demonjazz]

"Fine but I am only doing this for chocolate! And to improve my skills" He said starting to leave before noticing that his hand was still caught "A little help please"

 

[Kirke]

The wall panel opened slightly, releasing the man.
"Thank you. May I ask for your name for our records?"
The lights in the floor guided him to the same locker room that Radec was in.
"Please check locker two for any gear you are authorized for."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec sheated the knife, and opened the locker. It contained a vast arsenal of heavy, futuristic gus and cannons. Radec stood for a while, carefully picking out what he would use.

OoC: For the record, I'm bassically trying to play Radec as the evil-universe Laguna. Radec has the instant gun switch in PSASBR like Laguna does in Dissidia, so I'm thinking of using that system. If not, I'll just have him with some grenades, a rifle and something that goes boom. He always has his handgun and his knife, and there's a cloak and a teleport built into his suit.

 

[Demonjazz]

"I am Sir Steven of Hisera. But most people just call me Crazy Steve and my dragon is Sparky Von Drakenheim" He said going to look in the locker

 

[Kirke]

"Thank you gentlemen. Please, head out into the arena when you are ready."
Steve would find whatever equipment he usually used.
OoC: @Gearhead: That switchout system is fine.

 

[Demonjazz]

OOC: @Kirk Would it be in the same condition as the stuff he uses

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Demonjazz: You can decide that.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec loaded up on weapons, all of which seemingly vanished into nothingness when he picked them. He drew his rifle out of thin air, gave it a look, and nodded satisfied, holstering it as it vanished. He looked over at the wrapper coated knight who eneterd the room, assesing him.

 

[Demonjazz]

The crazy man pulled out a lance crafted by an expert craftsman along with some jewel embedded Armour for his dragon and himself. He also selected a practical looking sword but that was not nearly as flashy as the rest of his stuff. He still had his back pack on, He than got two small bottles of something out of it though and than put them in his pockets. Radec would likely think he was a crazy man pretending to be a knight, though he also had the look of a survivalist. Radec would also notice that his dragon was extremely muscular with extremely long wings

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec looked over the man and his small dragon. "You are to be my opponenets? A madman and a reptile?" He huffed, the sound distorted by his mask. "Hopefully, you can fight better than you dress."

 

[Demonjazz]

"Hey I'm not a madman! I was right about the whole world collapsing, I showed all those people who called me crazy... By not giving them any of my freeze dried chocolate! And the Sparky Von Drakenheim Is a dragon not a reptile. They are of two separate genuses" He ignored the comment about how he dressed

 

[Kirke]

"Please enter the arena."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Radec merley stared for a moment, baffled by the man. "... I know not where to even begin with you." He drew his knife. "Then again, I am much better in a battle then I am with words." He walked into the arena.