WAOA Arena

[Chungus]

Greed went down the stairs, walking towards the secondary arena. As he did, the skin of his hands became a dull dark-grey, while at the same time, his fingers became pointed. If this guy's as dangerous as they say, I better not play around this time. At the same time, I shouldn't blindly head into the fray either. Entering the arena, Greed flexed his fingers. "Let's get this show on the road!"

OoC @Kirke: Nah. Suprise me. Or Silver can choose. I'm fine with that too.

 

[Kirke]

"All assistance will be removed, including access to food stocks, private quarters and regeneration chambers."
OoC: @Silver: Sure.

 

[Silver Shadow]

"Oh..." I guess ill have to do that later then

@Kirke: Ok cool. Im thinking asomething like the Training Arena in S9E10 with the gel guns. But the pillars reach a lot higher and are shaped like

Spoiler: this

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Also the floor has a wire mesh over it which at random times becomes charged with an electric current. also the place is realy dak except for theose flashes of electricity.
Hows that?

 

[Kirke]

OoC: @Silver: That seems really complex, but if you're willing to GM it, sure.

 

[Captain Anon]

OOC: i'll fight someone later then..........TO THE PS3 AND AWAY

 

[Silver Shadow]

@Kirke: I don't think i'd be very good at that... And i was jsut adding in stuff that sounded cool. How about just a big, dark, pillared room?

 

[Kirke]

The Meta entered the arena on the opposite side of Greed, and jumped up on a pillar as the annoncer presented the contestants.
"Here we have The Meta, and he's facing Greed! Ready, fight!"
OoC: @Silver: We'll take a room with pillars. This is broadcasted on tv after all, can't really have dark enviroments then.

 

[Silver Shadow]

@Kikre: Ok cool. Ima probably take a nap now.

 

[Chungus]

Greed frowned when he saw the change in surroundings, and when the Meta jumped ontop of a pillar. This is annoying. I'm at a disadvantage here. [sub]"Oh well, guess I gotta work with that I got!"[/sub] Saying that, Greed springed towards a pillar opposite of the Meta and ran up it, grabbing onto the top of it after three steps and hanging on there.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta ran on the top of the pillars towards Greed, drawing his brute-shot and launching three grenades at Greed's pillar before jumping down through the dust cloud created, kicking Greed back.

 

[Chungus]

Once the Meta fired the grenades at the pillar, Greed smirked. He pushed off the pillar he was hanging on to, out of the reach of the explosion that would follow. On the ground, he saw the Meta charging through the dustcloud and braced himself. When the Meta delivered a kick, Greed leaned to the side and caught the Meta's leg between his arm and side. "Gotcha." Grabbing hold of the leg with his other hand too, Greed spun around and threw the Meta towards a nearby pillar.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta thudded against the pillar, and landed on one knee. He cracked his neck and faded from sight with a growl, moving around to flank Greed.
OoC: It was a flying kick, but alright.

 

[Chungus]

Greed grunted when the Meta disappeared from sight. Where did you go? While invisibility was a unknown thing to Greed, he doubted the Meta had just abandoned the match. Knowing better then to stay in one place, he started slowly moving around the room while looking for any sign of the Meta.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta stalked up behind Greed, then slashed at him with the blade of the brute-shot, turning visible with a gutural sound.

 

[Chungus]

Only hearing the Meta decloak until it was far too late, Greed was slashed in the back, the blade slicing through the trapezius, coming out at the latissimus dorsi muscle. Because of this damage, Greed's left arm hung rather limp. Fortunately for Greed, the bones were missed. With a pained cry, Greed stumbled forward, but remained standing. "Didn't think a big guy like you would need to hide like that." he said with a pained voice. Greed sighed, then red sparks emitted from his wound. As this happened, his flesh knitted back together. When done, Greed turned around and rolled his shoulder. "Guess I was mistaken!" With that, Greed rushed towards the Meta with high speeds, aiming to deliver a punch to the Meta's visor, the punch carrying rock-crushing strength.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta holstered his brute-shot and grabbed Greed's hand as he punched, sliding back a decimetre or two due to the force behind the punch, then forced the hand back over the wrist in a way that would both cause pain and risk breaking Greed's wrist if he did not kneel.

 

[Chungus]

Greed did bend through his knees, but not quite like the Meta might have expected. Instead, he attempted to sweep the Meta's legs out from under him, while at the same time delivering a thrust to the Meta's chestplace with his free hand.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta grabbed the wrist of Greed's free hand, and twisted around on both of Greed's wrists hard enough the break the bones as the Meta fell to the ground. He landed on his back, still holding on to Greed's arms, lettting loose a heavy kick against Greed's solar plexus and letting go of the wrists as the kick connected.

 

[Chungus]

Greed's wrists broke with an audible snap with the Meta twisted them around, yet he didn't seem to register the pain from this much more then giving a pained grunt. He stumbled backwards when the Meta kicked him, but regained his balance quickly. Not giving the Meta time to recover, Greed rushed at him, then swayed to the side, and from there raised his right leg to deliver an axe kick on the Meta's throat.

 

[Kirke]

The Meta grabbed Greed's lower right leg as he kicked and threw him over himself. He then turned over and punched Greed in the spine hard enough that it would have caused cracks in the ground if it missed.