"yeah it's an arena where we must fight to the death god knows you two got here and as to what's happening well here the short version a unstoppable and nearly unkillable future soldier is trying to escape" he says to EMily
WAOA Arena
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Carmen giggled softly again. [color=bb0066] "Yes. Very considerate. I can relate more or less. If any of you need me, I'll be in the arena. Farewell." [/color] She quickly coiled her whip before heading out and seeing the guards. [color=bb0066] Hmm..? That's promising. [/color]
The sisters followed.
<color=purple>"Still, the idea of death for entertainment... while old as the Roman Empire and before that... doesn't feel right. And never has."
<color=blue>"Even if death is temporary."
<color=purple>"And this Evilington doesn't sound suspicious at all." She rolled her eyes.
<color=blue>"But let's head to the lounge and see the competitors. I can explain there in more detail as to where we're from. I know my explanation was short, but our story is quite lengthy." She made a half smile.
<color=purple>"Still, the idea of death for entertainment... while old as the Roman Empire and before that... doesn't feel right. And never has."
<color=blue>"Even if death is temporary."
<color=purple>"And this Evilington doesn't sound suspicious at all." She rolled her eyes.
<color=blue>"But let's head to the lounge and see the competitors. I can explain there in more detail as to where we're from. I know my explanation was short, but our story is quite lengthy." She made a half smile.
James glanced back at Gwen as they walked.
"Apparently fights in the Colloseum were mostly not meant to end in death, actually. Gladiators were professional athletes. They wouldn't want them to die any more than a rugby or American football player today."
"Apparently fights in the Colloseum were mostly not meant to end in death, actually. Gladiators were professional athletes. They wouldn't want them to die any more than a rugby or American football player today."
OoC: Hmm... how long will this Meta fight take? I got about three hours, and I may join in. If not, I'm more than happy to just chat for a bit.
Carmen put her hand to her chin for a few moments. [color=bb0066] I'd rather not assist these people since they imprisoned me here... then again, this could be an easy way to get myself out as well... Decisions, Decisions... "Very well. What do you need me to assist with?"[/color]
"That engineer with EIA is going to be here shortly, and the Meta will surely follow. Just keep him occupied until we can launch him out of this dimension, and then we can all go home. At least, that's the word I've heard."
OoC: @Gear: It'll probably take less than that, so feel free to join.
OoC: @Gear: It'll probably take less than that, so feel free to join.
"Definitely. I've seen people do things you wouldn't believe in the heat of battle. Done them myself as well." He said to Gwen before shrugging at EMily.
"You mean from before we came here, or since? Not many. I'd met Carmen the other day, and Laguna. Fought with a few others, but I only really talked to those two. And you girls of course. However that started."
"You mean from before we came here, or since? Not many. I'd met Carmen the other day, and Laguna. Fought with a few others, but I only really talked to those two. And you girls of course. However that started."
OoC: @Kirke Hmm... think I'll pass. I've had enough of combat for now, I want to talk for a bit.
Laguna followed Gwen, EMily and James. "Kinda hard to sit down and chat when you're fighting to the death all the time."
Laguna followed Gwen, EMily and James. "Kinda hard to sit down and chat when you're fighting to the death all the time."
OOC: @Kirke I'll send in some aid. Incidentally, Dromaeus scored a kill for the board last night.
"You get used to it." James said to Laguna. "What else have you got when you're in the field for a long campaign other than to get to know your crew?"
Dromaeus rose in his quarters and sheathed his sword before picking up his other weapons and heading for the arena.
"You get used to it." James said to Laguna. "What else have you got when you're in the field for a long campaign other than to get to know your crew?"
Dromaeus rose in his quarters and sheathed his sword before picking up his other weapons and heading for the arena.
<color=blue>"On Earth in my time it's been said that a millenia and a century ago there was a great world war. Legend has it that the British soldiers at that time met with their enemy German soldiers during Christmas Eve. They shared songs and stories of people from their homes. They got to know each other, laugh, and cry with one another. Both sides got to know that they both regretted being in this conflict, and that it should never happen. And the following day, they charged at each other one last time."
"Just don't do the same mistake as you did last time. Fucker's dangerous."
A third gate, not leading to any of the locker rooms, opened.
"There's the engineer, let's get ready."
The engineer ran out from the open gate, heading to the fortified area, then his blood splattered the ground as a grenade blasted him apart. The grenade had been thrown, not launched, but it was hard to tell from where.
"Shit! Let's get the AI!"
The guard ran forward to grab the AI.
A third gate, not leading to any of the locker rooms, opened.
"There's the engineer, let's get ready."
The engineer ran out from the open gate, heading to the fortified area, then his blood splattered the ground as a grenade blasted him apart. The grenade had been thrown, not launched, but it was hard to tell from where.
"Shit! Let's get the AI!"
The guard ran forward to grab the AI.
"i'll come and help as well my magic will help to hold him off" he said to carmen and the guardDotSlash said:
"Oh yeah? Who'd you serve with?" James asked, his interest caught. Listening to the story that EMily told he shook his head and sighed.
"I know that one, yeah. People... people are fucking crazy when society breaks down. That was one of the nicer stories. In our war, things got a lot nastier than that. There were very few nice stories to be heard during the apocalypse."
Dromaeus marched towards the arena, seeing the defences being established at the centre. He caught sight of someone lurking and watching from the tunnel and recognised her as the same woman that he had slain the previous night. His nostrils flared and his primitive lip peeled back to expose his teeth, but he elected not to pay her any more attention than this. Resettling the weight of his shield by his side, he strode on past her with his shoulders back and head upright in the proud gait of a warrior.
"I know that one, yeah. People... people are fucking crazy when society breaks down. That was one of the nicer stories. In our war, things got a lot nastier than that. There were very few nice stories to be heard during the apocalypse."
Dromaeus marched towards the arena, seeing the defences being established at the centre. He caught sight of someone lurking and watching from the tunnel and recognised her as the same woman that he had slain the previous night. His nostrils flared and his primitive lip peeled back to expose his teeth, but he elected not to pay her any more attention than this. Resettling the weight of his shield by his side, he strode on past her with his shoulders back and head upright in the proud gait of a warrior.