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RPG: The ProeliumContents:I. PlotII. Laws of the Proelium (General RPG Rules)III. LocationsIV. Rules of the Arena (Battle Types and Rules)V. Character CreationVI. Staff

I. Plot:

A giant, mechanical flying island, which also happens to house a grand arena for fighting tournaments. Everything on the Proelium centers around the arena and the combatants inside. Every year, the island's Mayor holds a tournament in the arena to find the best fighter in the world- one worthy of being called a true champion. Many fighters gather from throughout the world to fight for the title- and two types stand out from the rest. One kind of fighter is the ideal champion- one of those who works tirelessly to win, and always follows the rules of combat. The other kind of fighter is the one who is just in it for the title- and they don't care how they get it. As the fighters clash in the arena, they will all have to struggle to get on top- so how far will you go?II. Laws of the Proelium:

  • [*]Follow the BZP Rules - This one's a no-brainer, but following the BZP Rules will ensure everyone has a good time while playing the RPG[*]Get your profile approved before playing - Post your profile in the
Discussion Topic, and wait for it to be approved by the RPG hosts before you start playing. A list of approved profiles is in the post below, sorted by player name.[*]Keep it realistic - Yes, your character may be faster than normal people, but that doesn't mean they can just jump from one side of the city to the other. This also means that you can't instantly defeat your opponent in one blow, and your character won't know everything that you know.[*]Rules on Killing - Due to the nature of the fights in the arena, it is very, very unlikely that you will kill anyone there. However, killing outside the arena is permitted, however, killing a random NPC will be much easier than killing a player character. Also, due to the small, single-city scale of the RPG, remember that you might, and can be found out.[*]Settle your fights - Undoubtedly, there will be a fair amount of fights between players in the arena. However, these fights can't last forever, so know when you've been beaten. Remember to be fair and reasonable, or a Referee might come in and end the fight.[*]Have Fun - The success of this RPG depends on everyone enjoying it, so enjoy yourself

Repercussions:

  • [*]Bad things happen if you don't follow the rules. You get three chances, but there are still consequences whenever you break the rules.[*]Strike 1- you will be given a warning, and all your characters will be placed in prison for a period of time (at most, a week for the first strike), harming their reputation in-game and you cannot post while all your characters are in prison.[*]Strike 2- your characters will be placed in prison for a longer time than the first strike, having the same consequences. You will also be given a temporary ban from entering any official battles for a while.[*]Strike 3- you get banned from the RPG, and your characters are either shipped back home to the surface or marked for assassination.

III. LocationsThe Proelium: OverworldThe Fighting Arena - This is where combatants go to participate in their official matches. A large round building in the middle of the town square, the Proelium Fighting Arena is the main attraction of the Proelium. Inside, there are many stands for spectators, a huge field in the center where the fights take place, and huge screens so everyone can see the action. The arena also features an environmental simulator, so that different environments (i.e., Jungle, Snow Fields, Urban, etc.) can be replicated in large-scale battles This is also where the Mayor resides. You can contact him through his secretary, who has her own desk in the lobby. The Proelium Fighting Arena also houses the regular combatants locker rooms and their special training arena, although this part of the Arena is sealed off to normal civilians and new challengers.The Town Square- The town Square is where shopkeepers tend to set up shop, as it is the most frequented area on the Proelium. With direct access to many great attractions such as the Proelium Fighting Arena, and the Proelium Gym the Town Square is the place to be if you own a shop of your own.The Proelium Gym - The Gym is where the rookie challengers train. Frequently visited by both trainers and Arena Challengers, this is also a great place to set up shop if the Town Square is too mainstream for you.The Living District- The living district is where most of the Proeliums inhabitants reside. In fact, only the Mayor and regular combatants are legally allowed to live anywhere else. The Living District is a huge place, filled to the brim with skyscrapers. Libraries, and other places of knowledge are located in this district.The Proelium: UnderworldThe Underworld Arena- The Underworld Arena is a gigantic arena deep underneath the Proeliums Surface with chains dangling precariously from the roof, and hundreds of lights pointed at the fighting ring. Spectators may watch the ongoing battles from the bleachers just outside the fighting ring. There are metal fences that surround the circular fighting arena, separating the spectators from the combatants. The only way to reach the Underworld Arena is to go through one of the many doors in the Town Center Station of the Dark Line Subway.The Underworld Living District- The Underworld Living District is nothing more than an abandoned passageway with some nooks and crannies carved into the wall for people to sleep in. There is a few small prototype Living District buildings that apparently didnt make it all the way to the surface during the Proeliums creation, but those are reserved for those who live in the Underworld and not for those who only go down there to watch the matches. The Underworld Living District is only accessible through one of the many doors in the Living District station.The Dark Line Subway -The Dark Line Subway is one of the few actually legal locations in the Proelium Underworld and provides quick transport from the Living Districts to the Town Square. There are two stations, the Living District station, and the Town Center station, and both are identical. Other than the subway trains, the only other things of note are the many doors. One of the doors in the Living District Station leads to the Underworld Living District, and the same door in the Town Center Station leads to the Underworld Arena. The rest of the doors lead to the maintenance Tunnels, and thus are off limits to civilians.Proelium Maintenance Tunnels-The Proelium Maintenance Tunnels are off limits. Nobody is allowed but Maintenance Staff, and Guards are posted at all entrances to keep dangerous people from messing with the mechanics that keep the Proelium afloat. There are many tunnels, each separate tunnel connected to a different door in both the Living District Station and the Town Center Station. The Maintenance Tunnels are closely guarded by many guards, and are almost impossible to penetrate. Anyone that even attempts to break into the tunnels is immediately branded a terrorist, and hunted down by both the Overworld inhabitants and the Underworld inhabitants.Other Locations:While the Proelium is currently the only place where the RPG will be taking place, the fighters all come from different places around the world. There are many countries where your character can come from, and they will act as a sort of faction system. The Countries are:

Nextaria: The most advanced country, and because of the abundant technology, also the wealthiest. The people from this country have an air of superiority about them, and they are the favorite to win the tournament.

Siskarun: Originally part of Nextaria, but it peacefully split away years ago because the technology in Siskarun was not advancing as fast enough as the technology in Nextaria. As a result, they aren't as wealthy, but their fighters are just as skilled. They are Nextaria's main rivals.

Suharto: A militaristic country that runs like clockwork, and also the major goods manufacturer of the world. Even though the world is currently at a shaky peace, this country is constantly strengthening it's military- and producing some outstanding fighters in the process.

The Fernalian Kingdom: The last Kingdom in the world, this is the most peaceful country, and it acts as a mediator between countries to prevent wars from breaking out. Despite being peaceful, there are many fighters from here with a strong sense of honor.

Pantagria: The least advanced country, far behind the rest of the countries. The technology there is only slightly ahead of modern earth, but their lack of technology is balanced out by their large amounts of farmland, and they are the largest food supplier in the world. This country is the only one that hasn't yet won a tournament.

Artelia: The smallest country, the size of a few large cities. This country is home to the council and acts as the capital of the world. The Proelium is part of this country, and all types live here.IV. Rules of the Arena:The Arena is where the combatants of the Proelium will duel. All of the combatants have had their bodies enhanced through the use of enhanced medical technology, allowing them to recover incredibly fast from any kind of injury and making them nearly impossible to kill. This enhancement process also gives the combatants enhanced abilities by allowing a larger amount of energy to go to a certain part of the body, but not without taking away from another part. Because of these enhancements increasing both safety and action, fighting in the arena has grown to become a massively popular sport, going from originally being 1-on-1 matches to full team battles. This is a list of the types of battles that take place in the Proelium Arena:1-on-1 Knockout MatchThe most basic of matches, taking place in a ring in the center of the arena, and it is also the only type of match that doesn't use the arena's environmental simulator. Like the name implies, the goal of this kind of match is for one combatant to make the other unable to fight.Last Man StandingThis type of match takes place throughout the whole arena, and requires at least 3 combatants. The goal of this kind of match is to be the last combatant able to fight.Team PointsThis is a timed match in which the goal is for one team to take out as many combatants of the opposing team as they can within the allotted time.Team DeatmatchThis match is almost exactly like Team Points, however, the goal is to completely take out the opposing team, and there is no time limit.Capture the FlagThis type of match is the most strategic, where the goal is to capture the opposing team's flag and return it to your base instead of trying to defeat the other team in combat. The game cannot be won until the flag is retrieved, even if an entire team gets wiped out.V. Character Creation:When you create a new character, be sure to fill out the form below with the character's characteristics and post your profile in the Discussion Topic, and wait for it to be approved by the RPG hosts before you start playing:

Name: Put the character's name here. Applicable to all characters.Username: This is here to make it easier for us staff to file your character. Yes, your username is just to the right. Just put it here anyways. Applicable to all characters.Biography: Tell at least something about the character. Maybe include their history, or how they got to the Proelium. This can include things like age, height, weight, etc. if you want. Because the Proelium is set in a futuristic world, integrating technology into your character's body (i.e., nanotechnological implants, cyborgs) is allowed, but these integrations need to conform with the abilities (i.e., regenerative implants might give you increased vitality). Minor rule, your character must be within reasonable size limits. No characters that are too small to hit, or big enough to tank everything. Applicable to all characters.Attribute: Choose one attribute(attributes listed below) to have your character gain the benefits of that attribute. However, if you choose to give your character an attribute, you must choose another attribute, and keep the disadvantages listed. Applicable to combatants/guards. Choose one for strength and one for weakness. Optional for guards.Weapon: Weapon that your character will use. You can use any kind of weapon you wish, but keep in mind that, as the Proelium's fights are for sport, Combatants are not allowed to use weapons that would give them a large advantage over other Combatants (i.e. Exo-Suits, Teleportation Devices, One-Hit KO weapons). Applicable to combatants/guards. Use of a weapon is optional.Occupation: What is it that your character does on the Proelium? Is he a combatant? A guard to keep civilians from getting hurt? A shopkeeper that provides items that combatants can use in battle? Whatever they do, write it here. (Please note that maintenance workers are not allowed as of now.) Applicable to all characters.Country of Origin: Where did your fighter come from? It will most likely be easier for you to relate to characters from the same country, while others you might see as rivals. Applicable to all characters.Attributes:If you want your character to gain an attribute, you have to pick one benefit from the list below, and one disadvantage, and list both in your character's profile.

Upper Body Strength: Affects the strength of your character's attacks with weapons, hands, and blocking.Benefits: Increases the strength of your character's attacks with weapons, hands, and blocking.Disadvantages:Decreases the strength of your character's attacks with weapons, and hands.Lower Body Strength: Affects the power of your character's kicks and jumping.Benefits: Increases your character's jumping height, and the power of your character's kicks.Disadvantages: Decreases your character's kicking power.Agility: Affects your character's evasion and attack speed.Benefits: Increases your character's evasion and attack speed.Disadvantages:Decreases how quickly your character can evade enemy attacks.Defense: Affects how well your character absorbs attacks, affecting how easily your character can be knocked back or down, and how much attacks damage them.Benefits: Decreases how badly a character is hurt when hit head on by an foe, increases how well your character can absorb attacks, and decreases how easy it is for your character to be knocked back or down.Disadvantages: Decreases how well your character can absorb attacks, and increases how easy it is for your character to be knocked back or down.Reflex: Affects how well your character can react to and counter attacks.Benefits: Increases how well your character can reatct to and counter attacks.Disadvantages: Slightly decreases how well your character can react to and counter attacks.Vitality: Affects how long your character can go in a fight, and also how easily they can get up after being knocked down.Benefits: Increases how long your character can go in a fight before getting too tired, and how easily they can get up after being knocked down.Disadvantages: Decreases how long your character can go in a fight before getting too tired.

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Characters:

Important NPCs:

 

 

Name: AlcinderUsername: Important NPCBiography: Alcinder is a popular, political man who was involved in the creation of the Proelium. He is currently the mayor of the Proelium, and is in charge of organizing the tournaments.Occupation: Mayor of The ProeliumCountry of Origin: ArteliaName: ZaliaUsername: Important NPC (Can be Controled by either Terminus or BioBeast)Biography: Zalia was the star fighter for Nextaria, and the fighter whose matches were always filled to the brim with spectators even before Alcinder created the Proelium. However, due to a controversy in one of her pre-Prolium fights, Zalia was kept from ever fighting professionally again. However, rumors are now being spread that Zalia was involved in some dirty business with Mayor Alcinder which led to her fighting ban. (Although such rumors are obviously false as Alcinder only became a somebody after he made the Proelium. Zalia had no reason to even look in Alcinder's general direction when she was banned.) Zalia managed to make her way onto the Proelium and now resides in the Underworld Living District.Occupation: Leader of The Underworld/Former Champion of NextariaCountry of Origin: Nextaria

 

 

PCs:

Terminus24's Profiles:

 

Name: Logan CarterUsername: Terminus24Biography: Logan is a young man of 20 who recently moved to the Proelium to compete in the tournament. He lives with his older cousin, Lisa, a shopkeeper and former fighter. He helps around Lisa's shop often, but he also spends a lot of time exploring the city. He has short, brown hair, is a little under 6 feet tall, and is usually seen wearing a black shirt and a red windbreaker.Attribute: Strength: Upper Body Strength, Weakness: AgilityWeapon: Large Battle HammerOccupation: CombatantCountry of Origin: ArteliaName: Lisa CarterUsername: Terminus24Biography: A top fighter 15 years ago, Lisa, now 37, owns a shop in the Proelium. She was one of the strongest fighters, however, an accident that destroyed both of her legs abruptly ended her career. She eventually got mechanical legs, but by then she had lost interest in fighting in the arena, instead choosing to open a shop to supply up-and-coming fighters with any supplies they might need. She has long, brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail, and is about five and a half feet tall.Occupation: ShopkeeperCountry of Origin: Artelia

 

 

Strong Arm BioBeast's Profiles:

 

Name: Ryan NocUsername: Strong Arm BioBeastBiography: Ryan was born into a fairly poor family in Suharto, and was forced to join the Suharto Army at the age of 7. (Which is obviously many years below the legal recruitment age, even in Suharto.) After spending a couple months training in the army, two things became apparent: 1) Ryan's skills were not suited for the army, as he was absolutely no good at being a team player. And 2) Ryan, despite being a horrendous team player, was a very skilled fighter. So his Commanding Officer, not sure what to do with Ryan, sent the kid to the Proelium. Ever since then Ryan's been training to become the champion of Suharto. Ryan is now 1.5 meters tall, and 20 years old.Attribute: Strength: Agility, Weakness: Lower Body StrengthWeapon: Two metal gauntlets which he uses to deliver heavy blows to his opponents.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Suharto

 

 

Strackkorotus's Profiles:

 

Name: SkaforaUsername: StrackkorotusBiography: Skafora is a melee fighter from Pantagria, 24 years in age. his left eye was lost in a small fight and was replaced with a bionic eye. it has zooming capabilities, limited heat vision (as in the ability to "see" heat, not laser vision) and night vision. he is 2.3 meters tall and his weight is 130 pounds. first time in the Proelium arena, he is unfamiliar with the current technologies. preferring to drop in on unsuspecting victims, he is silent and cool as an icicle.Attribute: Benefit:Agility. Disadvantage: Lower Body StregnthWeapon: flexible metal gloves that can expand into a fist about 8 inches from the edge of one side to the tip of other. when not expanded they are only a millimeter away from his skin.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Pantagria

 

 

Canis Lupus's Profiles:

 

 

Name: Alexander BlackUsername: Canis LupusBiography: Alexander has been a combatant for seven years, since he was twenty two. In one tournament, his left arm was severely injured and had to be replace with a mechanical one. He has installed two weapons into this new arm. He is about six foot, six inches, and has black hair and deep, brown eyes.Attribute: Strength: Reflex, Weakness: Lower Body StrengthWeapon: Robotic arm has a gun feature in it. For close range combat, a bayonet came come out of the arm. He also has a lens that provides him with thermal imaging and aiming help.Occupation: CombatantCountry of Origin: NextariaName: Benjamin GrimpenUsername: Canis LupusBiography: Ben has grown up with a strong sense of morals installed in him. He is twenty seven, and is constantly training to be the champion. He is very skilled with his swords. He is about six feet tall, and is very muscular. He has light brown hair and hazel eyes.Attribute: Strength: Upper Body Strength, Weakness: AgilityWeapon: Pair of short swords. Also has a mace.Occupation: CombatantCountry of Origin: Fernalian KingdomName: Jack StormUsername: Canis LupusBiography: Jack Storm is a twenty five year old newly wed. His wife is Alexander Black's sister Meredith, whom he met on the Prolieum. He runs a successful restaurant that serves cuisines from all over the world. He is skinny, and five foot eight. He has dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes.Occupation: Restaurant OwnerCountry of Origin: Siskarun

 

 

Ra's al Ghul's Profiles:

 

 

Name: Jacyk Cover -- The Dragon Knight [Jah-syk Coh-vehr]Username: Ra's Al GhulBiography: The fun thing about Jacyk is he doesn't speak a lot. To anybody, about anything, and when he does speak he doesn't talk about his past. What is known about him is he is from Proelium's Underworld, a jaded, poverty ridden place that rubbed off on his persona. He spent his childhood ducking into dumpsters and hiding from people, thanks to a distant and drug addicted mother who wouldn't take care of him and older brothers that all got sucked into the gang life, and Jacyk would've ended up with them until one tragic incident where all members of his family were annihilated in one foul swoop. He had been only a child when this happened. He left the underworld then, with only the rags on his back, and made it to the overworld. Here, he was fitted to be a fighter.Attribute: This is where it gets fun.Jacyk was either rebuilt or born differently. He doesn't behave the way a typical human does- injuries do not hinder him. Instead, they feed him. He is a berserker. As his vitality decreases, his upper body strength increases to incredible levels. Once his blood is drawn, he does not become weaker, the adrenaline begins to overwhelm him and he instead becomes stronger. He breaks bones regularly, and it is difficult to put him under. The drawback to this is while healed, however, at the beginning of fights, he has little power. He is unable to start quickly, and can lose fights because of his reliance on pain. A short overload can put an end to him quickly, though in longer fights he never loses.In short; as vitality decreases, upper body strength increases.Weapon: Jacyk brandishes a spear in combat. That's the abridged version. The spear itself has a long, black shaft, at four feet four inches. The head of the spear is more interesting, however. It is an electric blue, two pronged metal head, cut into a rough, jagged parabola. It is cut purposely, though, with clear, distinct ridges and razor sharp points.The second weapon Jacyk brings into battle is not a weapon in the traditional sense. When he became a gladiator he requested a specific implant, one on his glandular chords. When he chooses, this implant activates his 'Dragon Roar', a loud, disorienting and deafening bellow that can often turn the tide in battle. This is a double edged sword, however, as the roars can devastate him, too, and the pitch of the cry can often shatter bones. While this has good synergy with his berserk, it can also be overwhelming and he often knocks out himself. Most of his broken bones come from himself, but an enemy would need to be at a very close range to suffer similar consequences. As a result, he needs to be extremely careful as to how he is standing to avoid knocking himself out. The implant activates whenever he speaks too loudly, at painful degrees with his regular speaking voice, like someone shouting in your ear, and with destructive degrees at shouting volume. Because of this, he often speaks with a low, almost whispering tone most of the time, or simply chooses not to speak at all.Occupation: Spartan (Fighter)Country of Origin: Proelium Underworld

 

 

JiMing: Metal Overlord's Profiles:

 

 

Name: Evan DebarUsername: JiMing: Metal OverlordBiography: Evan is a rookie fighter who is 17 years old, hailing from Siskarun. He had become fascinated by the Proelium at a young age, and worked tirelessly to become a part of it. Now that he has gotten in, he is determined to prove himself to not only the other combatants, but also to his family who he left behind to compete in the tournament. He is generally friendly to most people, even those from other countries, and even if he acquires a rivalry, he attempts to keep it friendly. He is five foot nine inches, has shirt, black hair, and hazel eyes.Attribute: Strength: Agility, Weakness: DefenseWeapons: Evan has two mechanical gauntlets which cover both his arms. The one on his left arm has a electricity shooter above the gauntlets, the one on his left is a plasma bolt shooter above the gauntlets as well, and both have an extension on top which have sharp edges and points, similar to a sword to be used for melee combat.On his legs are mechanical attachments which increase his already great agility and reduce fall damage if he lands on his feet.He also has a visor covering both eyes. This gives him the capabilities of night vision and infrared vision. It also allows him to zoom in for more accurate long distance shots.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Siskarun

 

 

Name: Narym Zai-'The Blossom Blade'Username: JiMing: Metal OverlordBiography: A combatant from The Fernalian Kingdom, Narym has always been rather quiet and distant. He does however care for his family, and has gone to fight in the Proelium to support his ill father. He started training with weapons after witnessing an innocent child being beaten near fatally, vowing to have the strength to do something should anything similar happen. He settled on a katana, as well as a unique fighting style. When he started training, he discovered his lack of vitality and stamina. Therefore, he trained his reflexes to the point he could react to and counter attacks with near perfect timing. He uses this to his advantage during battle, moving only if he has to, and waiting for his opponents to strike so he can counterattack. He is also quite fond of gardening, and his katana has a flower pattern on its hilt. He is 21 years old, 6 feet one inches, has long black hair and cold, grey eyes.Attribute: Strength-Reflex, Weakness-VitalityWeapon: KatanaOccupation: FighterCountry of Origin: The Fernalian Kingdom

 

 

Plot as of March 19:

Will add plot updates when they come. Nothing has happened yet.

Edited by Strong Arm BioBeast

"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

I am the mad scientist, Hououin Kyouma!

Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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IC: Proelium Docks

The face that popped up on the screens everywhere was that of in inviting, good-looking, middle-aged man. "Welcome to The Proelium, home of the world's finest fighting arena, and the most prestigious fighting event of them all." Even amidst the bustle and noise of the Proelium's docks, passengers could clearly hear the words coming through the speakers in the walls. "I am Alcinder, Mayor of the Proelium and founder of the Proelium tournaments. I hope you all enjoy your time here, and experience the most exciting tournaments anywhere held anywhere!" The screens then changed to advertisements, highlighting things like equipment from Suharto Manufacturing Co. and food from Pantagria National, but these things were hardly noticed. Everyone was here for the tournaments, after all.

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well, I would like to join!

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Name: Skafora

Username: StrackkorotusBiography: Skafora is a melee fighter from Pantagria, 24 years in age. his left eye was lost in a small fight and was replaced with a bionic eye. it has zooming capabilities, limited heat vision (as in the ability to "see" heat, not laser vision) and night vision. he is 2.3 meters tall and his weight is 130 pounds. first time in the Proelium arena, he is unfamiliar with the current technologies. preferring to drop in on unsuspecting victims, he is silent and cool as an icicle.

Attribute:Agility.Weapon: flexible metal gloves that can expand into a fist about 8 inches from the edge of one side to the tip of other. when not expanded they are only a millimeter away from his skin.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Pantagria

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Previously known as Aiwendil.

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well, I would like to join!

PC

 

 

Name: Skafora

Username: StrackkorotusBiography: Skafora is a melee fighter from Pantagria, 24 years in age. his left eye was lost in a small fight and was replaced with a bionic eye. it has zooming capabilities, limited heat vision (as in the ability to "see" heat, not laser vision) and night vision. he is 2.3 meters tall and his weight is 130 pounds. first time in the Proelium arena, he is unfamiliar with the current technologies. preferring to drop in on unsuspecting victims, he is silent and cool as an icicle.

Attribute:Agility.Weapon: flexible metal gloves that can expand into a fist about 8 inches from the edge of one side to the tip of other. when not expanded they are only a millimeter away from his skin.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Pantagria

I'd just like to remind you that you should post your profile in the Discussion Topic instead of here, then It'll get approved.

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well, I would like to join!

PC

 

 

Name: Skafora

Username: StrackkorotusBiography: Skafora is a melee fighter from Pantagria, 24 years in age. his left eye was lost in a small fight and was replaced with a bionic eye. it has zooming capabilities, limited heat vision (as in the ability to "see" heat, not laser vision) and night vision. he is 2.3 meters tall and his weight is 130 pounds. first time in the Proelium arena, he is unfamiliar with the current technologies. preferring to drop in on unsuspecting victims, he is silent and cool as an icicle.

Attribute:Agility.Weapon: flexible metal gloves that can expand into a fist about 8 inches from the edge of one side to the tip of other. when not expanded they are only a millimeter away from his skin.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Pantagria

I'd just like to remind you that you should post your profile in the Discussion Topic instead of here, then It'll get approved.

 

 

 

well, I would like to join!

PC

 

 

Name: Skafora

Username: StrackkorotusBiography: Skafora is a melee fighter from Pantagria, 24 years in age. his left eye was lost in a small fight and was replaced with a bionic eye. it has zooming capabilities, limited heat vision (as in the ability to "see" heat, not laser vision) and night vision. he is 2.3 meters tall and his weight is 130 pounds. first time in the Proelium arena, he is unfamiliar with the current technologies. preferring to drop in on unsuspecting victims, he is silent and cool as an icicle.

Attribute:Agility.Weapon: flexible metal gloves that can expand into a fist about 8 inches from the edge of one side to the tip of other. when not expanded they are only a millimeter away from his skin.Occupation: FighterCountry of Origin: Pantagria

I'd just like to remind you that you should post your profile in the Discussion Topic instead of here, then It'll get approved.

oh sorry. when I made the thing the discussion wasn't up. at least, until after I had visited the page again. moving it to there...

Previously known as Aiwendil.

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Yeah, fixed a few things, anyways, Profile Approved.

 

IC: Logan Carter

Logan walked towards a shop in the shopping district. He walked in, but suddenly heard a loud clang of metal right behind him. "Hey, watch that thing, will ya! I'm the one paying the rent on this place, and whatever you break, will come out of your prize money!" came from a voice inside the shop. "Sorry, Lisa," Logan replied, "I'm just not used to carrying my hammer into places with small doors."

"Then get used to it," Lisa replied. "Why are you here anyways? Aren't you supposed to be training?"

"We finished early. Thought I might leave my stuff here, and then go around the city for a while. You know, get used to it."

"Fine," Lisa replied with a slight frown. "Just leave your stuff in the storage room and get it before I close up." After Logan came out of the back rooms and was right about to leave, Lisa looked up at Logan and smiled. "Oh and one more thing: please, don't get lost this time."

"All right, can do," Logan replied, as he walked out onto the streets of the Proelium.

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to get to RPing!

 

IC: [skafora]

Skafora looked around, amazed at the world around him. it seemed that everything that was mundane in Pantagria had been technologified. from remotes to doors to even beds, everything had electricity running through it. hate to be here when the power cuts he thought. snapping his gloves like rubber bands, he headed for the Gym. he saw people shouting their goods, fighters meeting up, and a general noisy happiness. on the way he was stopped by a vendor. "would you like to try a power boost, sir? it makes your bionic functions improve even more!" he picked up a cylinder and examined it. cheap he thought. wouldn't power my eye up for a second. "no thank you, sir" he said and headed on.

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IC: Logan CarterLogan headed towards a building labeled Dark Line Subway Station on his map, which also showed his exact location. As he walked up to the building, the automatic doors slid open. He had a choice of going down on the elevator, escalator, or stairs, and he chose the stairs, as those had the least amount of people on them. When he got down, he was greeted by many signs, but two stood out more than the others: SHOPPING DISTRICT SUBWAY PLATFORMS and DOCKS- ARENA SIDE. He was wondering where to go for a few seconds, but decided on the docks, as he didn't want to get in the train yet. Besides, he wanted to see the airships, and the docks did have some great views of the outside world, especially on a clear day, like today.

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finally, Skafora had arrived at the Gym. he went inside and chose a punching bag. expanding his gloves to about 3 inches, he punched the bag, making it swing wildly.WHAM! one good punch after another. he used his whole body weight in the throw, driving punch after another into the bag. after 30 minutes of this intense training, he took a three minute break to catch his breath. also, he used the time to look over the agility course, the strength course, the sneaking course, the balance course, and the punching bags, taking notes over where everything was. switching to heat vision with his left eye, he noticed that the gym was nearly deserted. shrugging, he walked to the agility course. jump, land, spin around, backflip, wall jump, and so forth.

Previously known as Aiwendil.

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IC: Alexander Black [Proelium Gym]

I fired the rounds from my gun at the dummy and dodged to the side. I continued firing, and then ran in close. I activated my bayonet, and sliced at the dummy with it. I stood up, and wiped the sweat off my forehead. I started to walk around the gym, looking for someone to have a practice match with. I said, 'Anyone want to have a practice match?", to no one in particular.

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Skafora looked up from what he was doing. after a few seconds of consideration, he stood up and nodded. "seeing as I have nothing better to do.." and expanded his gloves, bringing them to three inch sized. he walked up, got in a ready stance, and attacked.

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The tunnel itself was very thin, and he was alone in it. He slipped off his gloves and threw them into the shadows. He would emerge soon. On the far end of the arena, another tunnel stared back at him. Inside it was his opponent. In between the two warriors was a reddish brown wonderland of nothing but painted lines and stains from all the bloodshed. Today would be a good day to add to that.

 

The one goal he had in his heart was to kill a man. He knew it was difficult. He knew it would cost him. But nonetheless, he wanted to do it. The idea of impaling his spear through a man's heart appealed to him as if he were a judge. His hopes were particularly high today. He researched his opponents. He always did. Today he was fighting more of a mouse than a man; a thief turned fighter, called himself the Elf. This man would have no bulk, no resistance. The nimble ones he fared well against. They struggled to pierce him, they always did, and their pinpricks did nothing but arouse him. The announcer chimed in, and the crowds that framed the arena settled. Finally.

 

"In the blue corner, the challenger," The announcer began after sufficiently seducing the audience. He began to spin tales of the Elf, how he had won a Capture the Flag match single handed last fall, and had a record of 17 and 11, but "was on a hot streak." "Give it up for the Elf! Kyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyle Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!"

 

Kyle Rifter danced into the arena, flashing the crowd with his agility and finally flashing a dazzling smile at the camera, which then blew it up to the big screen suspended over the arena. He observed Kyle's conditioned hair, spotless skin, and clean fingernails. The man was a pixie.

 

"And in the red corner, the challenged," The announcer continued. The pixie had stopped giving the audience a smile and began to show his appall for the dirty arena his opponent had selected. "The Dragon Knight!"

 

He pressed his knuckles on the concrete beside him, and jerked his hand downwards. The friction from the stone tore the skin off his knuckles and fingers, and he marched out into the arena.

 

"JAAAAAAAAAAACYYYYYYYYYYYYYK COOOOOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!"

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IC: LoganLogan had been exploring the city, creating a mental map of it so he wouldn't have to rely on the tourist map anymore- he lived here now, after all- when screens everywhere flickered to life. Normally, these screens filled standard city purposes- signage, advertisements, news- but their true purpose was, of course, to broadcast the arena's fights throughout the city. The voice of the announcer could be heard all around: "And in the red corner, the challenged, The Dragon Knight! JAAAAAAAAAAACYYYYYYYYYYYYYK COOOOOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!"Logan sized the two fighters up, thinking who would win. Kyle Rifter was smaller than Jacyk Cover, but Kyle had been doing well recently. Of course, it only took one loss to kill a streak, and that was something any fighter knew. After a few seconds, he heard a beeping sound coming from his pocket. "Oh snap!" he said to himself. "Gotta grab my stuff from the shop soon!" He ran for the shop, trying his best to avoid running into people, which he thought of as a "training exercise", since he wasn't good at things involving being agile. When he finally reached the shop, he saw Lisa sitting behind the counter, her bionic legs resting on the counter, right next to a computer. "Hey," she called out to Logan. "Come over here and watch this." Logan noticed she had the fight with Kyle and Jacyk on. "I was gonna close up early to teach you not to get lost, but then I remembered about this fight. This is gonna be good."

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The Dragon Knight felt the shadows fall off his skin as the crowd roared to life. Across the field he saw Kyle's body language adopt an accent- he was intimidated, but masking it. Poorly. Good. He walked slowly towards the center of the arena, where Kyle waited for him. Finally, the two stood face to face.

 

He brandished his spear, twirling it like an Olympic baton, and rested it on his shoulders then hung his hands off it as the referee bolted over and began barking rules at the two. The official was no bigger than Kyle. Jacyk was bigger than Kyle. Considerably bigger. The pixie didn't came up to his shoulders, and was maybe half as bulky. Jacyk's hair had been shaven down to its black stubble. His black leather uniform was tight around his shoulders and muscles, and cut off just beneath his shoulder. The pixie was wearing an open windbreaker. He hadn't even attempted to dress aerodynamically. The Dragon Knight and the Elf locked eyes. Jacyk flashed a jagged incisor.

 

"DO WE UNDERSTAND?" The referee barked.

 

"YES!" Kyle barked back.

 

"Oh yeah." Jacyk breathed.

 

"GOOD. SHAKE HANDS." The pixie extended his hand first. Jacyk kept his rested on his spear for a moment, then reached forward and clasped the pixie's hand with a vice grip, and showed off his bloodied knuckles. The colour drained from the pixie's face.

 

The two backed up. Jacyk unlimbered his spear. The pixie took out a butter knife he probably called a dagger.

 

"BEGIN!"

 

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IC: [skafora] [Proelium Gym]

right before Skafora was going to get the first hit, the screen in the gym lit up and showed a match. shrugging and shrinking his gloves, he said "well, might as well pause the fight. seems like a battle to the death is going on here. I want to watch someone get killed".

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OOC: Here I go!IC: EvanEvan had just arrived at the Proelium Gym to train. He was eager to start but just then, he noticed the screen showing a match between two combatants, one who was large and imposing, the other thin and wiry. He paused for a moment, before telling himself "I'm not here to be a spectator, I came to train and try my hardest." So he continued into one of the practice room, finding two fighters there. "Hi, what are you guys doing?" He asked. "You guys gonna stare at two people beating each other into a pulp or are you two going to train for the time you're going to do just that?"

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The first advantage Jacyk flaunted was his reach. On top of being bigger his weapon also granted him a few feet that Kyle couldn't make up for. He swiped with the weapon, holding it in just one hand. The pixie danced backward, out of reach. He lunged. The pixie rolled to the left, but the Dragon Knight was onto him. He wasn't as slow as he was big. He stepped into his next strike, and brought the butt of his spear into the pixie's ribs. It just clipped him, and winded him and Jacyk heard the air escape through his lips like a gunshot. The pixie fell to his knees but recovered quickly, panting already. Jacyk turned to face his foe, his black clothes already coated in dust.

 

This fight was over before it began. The pixie never had a chance against Jacyk, it just wasn't in the cards. There was no place for pixies in one on one matches, and were that not clear enough already, Jacyk intended to bold face and underline it. He waved his spear in front of him, taunting the pixie, provoking him. And the pixie, sufficiently provoked, attacked. He lunged forward and danced over his spear, leaning in with his dagger to cut the Dragon Knight across the chest. The knife cut through the leather like paper, and got a good bite on the skin. He felt metal in his chest, and roared in pain.

 

The force from his throat rattled the arena, a single voice equal to the thousands in the audience, which quieted them all to some degree. Kyle was caught at the worst possible moment in this tornado: while in midair. The sound waves hurled him back and onto his stomach a few feet away, leaving the dagger embedded in the leather.

 

He tore out the dagger and threw it aside, then raised his spear high as he charged. The adrenaline pumping through his veins activated him like a switch as he bled profusely and thundered towards the pixie, who recovered just in time as the berserking Knight stabbed down with his spear. Kyle rolled out of the way just as Jacyk pounded his shear down into the hard dirt, but he tore through it as if it were sand and embedded his weapon deep in the ground. He abandoned it quickly and charged his opponent again with just his fists, eyes wild with fury and bloodlust, and swung his massive fist at the dazed pixie.

 

This blow struck clean. His huge fist clipped Rifter on the temple, sending him clean back down to the dirt. The Dragon Knight stomped hard on his chest, then kicked him hard in the ribs, which flipped him onto his hands and knees. He didn't stop. He wound up the next kick and drove his foot back into the pixie's pretty little face. He flipped again, onto his back. The crowd was aflame. Groaning, the pixie managed to work his way onto his elbows and tried to inch backwards, towards his weapon. His caramel skin was now entirely soaked in blood, and a stream was coming from his side as well. The Dragon Knight fared no better. His entire torso from the gash at the top of his stomach was soaked in blood, specifically on his shoes and fists. A few specs were on his face. But he wasn't done.

 

He leaped into his final assault, bringing his fist into into the pixie's face, smashing it back into the dirt. He strattled and began wailing on the pixie, once, twice and a broken nose, three times, four times and he tore out some teeth. The fifth blow was a two handed clap on either temple, and finally the pixie went limp. The referee dashed over as the victor rose. He didn't wait for the announcement to raise his massive fists in the air.

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IC: Lisa/Logan"That's what you'll be up against in the tournament. Kyle was more... 'Everyday' material, the kind of fighter who you send out just to watch an entertaining fight, while Jacyk was tournament material, the kind of fighter who can really dish out a beating. This was just like a practice match for him.""So," Logan replied, "this is what the tournament fighters are like. Of course, I really shouldn't be surprised, since I'm one of them." Logan then turned to grab his things from the back room. "Well, I'm going home, see you in a while."

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"woah..." Skafora breathed. he had expected a quick fight, but that had only lasted about a minute. he had taken that time to analyze how the victor had fought. he tended to charge in and simply hit at you until you dropped dead. technique and such wasn't in that fight, and he suspected that it wouldn't be present in any fight. so if I can get to a position to use his strength against him, he's screwed. he thought.

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IC: ArenaKyle had been taken out of the arena, and was laying on a stretcher. He was bleeding badly, unconscious, and barely breathing. The only reason he was still alive was that his body had gone through the enhancement process that all fighters were required to go through, and even then he had to be put on life support. "So, tournament season is starting again," one of the medics remarked, as he was wheeling the stretcher down the hall. "Yep," another one remarked. "We're going to see a lot more of these soon."

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Jacyk exited the medical room, into the hall with a sweater covering his bloodied and bandaged body, holding a duffle bag full of money. He had crushed the pixie, but in his mind he had still failed. He still lived and breathed, so Jacyk's business was not done. He had gone for the killing blow too early. He glanced down the hall towards Kyle's room, and snarled.

 

As he made his way down the hall, he passed the armory and recovered his spear. He had had it cleaned and sharpened, as he did after every fight. It wound up in the dirt more often than it should. He slung it over his shoulder and kept his march, without saying a word to the smith. That was just sort of expected; at first people had taken offense to his quiet and distant personality, though after a few fights they began to understand. He didn't regret getting the implant; he hated most of these people anyway. This whole tournament was just a way for him to get enough money to leave Proelium. He didn't know where he'd go.

Probably to Nextaria where the drugs were the best.

 

He kept walking.

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IC:Ryan Noc ~Proelium Gym~

 

*THUD* The loud sound of a sandbag hitting the wall caught the attention of everybody in the gym. When the glanced over to see who had knocked the sandbag off, they saw Ryan a frustrated look on his face. The young fighter had arrived and begun training during the beginning of Jacyk's fight, which is probably why nobody had noticed him before.That guy was obviously trying to kill his opponent! Why is nobody calling him out for that?! They-They're cheering him on! What the... What happened to the days where this was a friendly competition, back when people like him weren't allowed in the stadium?

 

As an attempt to distract himself from his frustrated thoughts, Ryan decided to speak to the other fighters in the gym. "So, you guys gonna join the Tournament too?"

"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

I am the mad scientist, Hououin Kyouma!

Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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"Yes I am. And I intend to win it." he responded to Ryan." I suppose the rest of you share that goal, otherwise we wouldn't be here training."

 

"Anyways, that was a pretty quick match. And a brutal one at that. I guess we know what we're in store for during the tournament." he laughed, quickly turning his attention to his thoughts.

 

That man, what was his name, Jacyk? He fought like a monster. He thought. That other guy stood no chance. What was that roar thing he did? It was like a sonic boom or something close to that. And is it me, or did he start after he got badly hurt? What could that all mean?

 

He turned back to the others, deciding to find more about the victor later. "So now that that battle's over, how about we have a practice match? We probably need all we can get. By the way. I'm Evan, from SIskarun." he said, extending his out for a handshake.

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The only thing that could further lower his spirits after his failure was his home. It was a dusty one room apartment in the poorest area of the living quarters with a cut out bathroom of the stone wall. His mattress was a one man cot up against the wall. There was about a foot of room under it, which is where he slid the duffel bag. Were anyone in this neighborhood desperate enough they could steal his winnings easily- the door locked but the door was flimsy anyone desperate enough could rob him. He had a few safety measures put into place anyways, though. The first was that nobody knew where it was. After every fight, he emptied the duffel bag into a larger bag then took the empty bag out to hand off to a contact from Underworld. Far as the public was concerned, all of Jacyk Cover's money was deep, deep under ground.

 

His second security measure was his dog. Dog wasn't even a good word for it- what Jacyk kept in his house was a domesticated wolf. He had discovered it with a broken leg, isolated from the rest of its pack, in one of Proelium's more outdoorsy biomes, and adopted it. The downtime had crushed the animals spirit, though. It no longer craved freedom, just respected Jacyk as the alpha and did his bidding. It slept in the corner opposite him and was fed plentifully. Nobody batted an eyelash when the man known as the Dragon Knight bought thirty pounds of meat a week, anyway.

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IC:Ryan Noc ~Proelium Gym~

 

"Ryan Noc. Suharto." He shook Evan's hand, his frustrated scowl quickly turning into a grin. "Siskarun eh? One of the two main countries... Quite a few winners come from that piece 'o land. And sure, I'd love to spar."

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"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

I am the mad scientist, Hououin Kyouma!

Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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Ryan nodded, putting his Gauntlets back on as he stepped away from Evan. After quickly sizing up his opponent, Ryan darted towards Evan, sending a punch towards the young adult's gut. It wasn't a very strong attack, as Ryan was testing how Evan would react to Ryan's different attacks before he actually went in for the KO.

"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

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Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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His dreams were as dark as himself. Demons from his past ran through his head. He awoke and sat up in his cot. His chest ached from the pixie's wound. It was dark. He felt for the light switch on the wall beside him, a string with a weight on it, and pulled it. A dim beige lightbulb hanging from the ceiling chimed to life, and his pet in the corner sat up. He would never have peace in this land. Not while his mother remained unburied, and not while thugs in the Underworld sat and stewed. He waited for them to strike him. They waited for him to strike them. It was only a matter of time before he would snap and avenge his brothers, or they would snap and avenge theirs.

 

AhhhhhhoooOOOOOO

 

He didn't quiet the wolf. It got up and pranced over, sniffing his wound, then nuzzled him thoughtfully. He stroked its fur, and sat up to open the curtain. It wasn't a curtain, really. It was a wooden plate, jammed into the porthole of his home to block sunlight after a fight. Light poured in. He hadn't been asleep long.

 

He dressed and left. He had already handed off the duffel bag, but otherwise he was carrying the same things as he was earlier- his electric blue spear. Passing the tavern, passing the stalls and vendors, passing the gym. He marched up the steps to the Fighting Arena. It had cleared out, for the most part, since it was dinner hour. The secretaries looked bored but perked up when the Dragon Knight entered the foyer.

 

"Hello, Mr. Cover." The center said. She was a pretty, petite brunette who also resembled a pixie. This he found acceptable, however. Women should be pixies. Men should be dragons. "Congratulations on your victory, on behalf of-"

 

"I need another fight." He breathed.

 

"I'm sorry?"

 

"I need another fight."

 

The secretary looked confused, then turned to her coworker. "I believe you should speak to your manager about that, Mr. Cover."

 

"I am my manager."

 

The secretary looked into his face. His sunglasses prevented eye contact. Her lower lip quivered, but she raised the phone and called an official. "Mr. Cover has requested another match be arranged for him. Yes sir. I understand sir. Yes he is serious, sir." She paused. "Please don't make me tell him that, sir."

 

He cocked his head to the side. She nodded to herself, avoided eye contact. She stammered more into the phone, becoming increasingly more and more quiet, and avoided eye contact. Eventually the official caved, and the result was relief. She stopped avoiding eye contact, and smiled honestly. "A match will be arranged for you, Mr. Cover."

 

He smiled back, not as honestly. "Thank you."

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I turned away, suddenly nauseated. That guy had almost killed his opponent. That opponent could have been me. I could be the one laying in intensive care right now. I could remember a time when the Prolieum had good people in it, and didn't allow any street scum into the games.

 

I went over to the punching bags and began to swing my fists into them. I couldn't let what just happened happen to me. I couldn't. I had to get better. I looked over at the one fighter who had accepted a match and said to him, "Want to have our match? But, this time, wait till we get to the practice match arena, okay?"

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Skafora nodded and left the other fighter to recollect himself. he wandered through the streets of Proelium, making a map in his head that would be easier to follow than a map on paper. getting used to Proelium was taking its time on him. it seemed that everyone was always shouting, and when they weren't shouting they were laughing or playing or talking loudly. all in all, it seemed like a cheerful place. just wait till the tournaments he thought. he figured by then most of the people would have a blood lust. he headed back to his apartment that he had been rented. after he had arrived, he flicked on the light switch and started to unpack from the gym. he also took off his gloves and set them on the table. "can't prepare a good meal with those things on" he muttered.

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He prepped himself in the tunnel as the audience settled once more. On short notice, he was able to replace a dropout worm who was fighting another worm, so once again he would have an easy fight. This time he would kill him. He wouldn't hold back, but he would be cautious. He shook his head and pounded his hands into his temple. This time would be different. He would skewer the worm this time.

 

The medic had barely cleared him for fighting. His chest still absorbed his attention, but the wound had closed enough to the point where the bandage had been removed. His vitals checked fine but he was a little hysteric, but still fit to fight. It was strange, though. Having a fighter fight twice in one day, just a few hours and a cat nap in between each of them. And after trashing the last opponent like he had?

 

Jacyk Cover wasn't ordinary, though.

 

The announcer began to spit into the microphone, picking up each member of the audience and rattling them, one by one. The preseason was an exciting time in Proelium. The tournament would start soon. The fights were more intense, the fighters more driven. It was better and worse than the tournament itself- no ultimatums for the fighters, but still trying to prove themselves. But he didn't need to prove himself. He was proven. He was the Dragon Knight.

 

He was in the blue corner. The crowd may have known him from four hours ago. He was a fierce competitor and one to watch in the tournament. He was the Dragon Knight. He was

 

"JAAAAAAAAACYYYYYYYYYYYYYYK COOOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEER!"

 

He looked across the field, to the other tunnel. There his prey waited. He held his spear near the head, pressed the side of it to his opposite shoulder, and tore downward. The jagged edge tore skin but he was careful not to cut too deep. He bit his tongue to avoid roaring in triumphant agony. He charged out of the tunnel.

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OOC:Hey, I'm going to be busy for the next two or three days. Sorry...

 

IC:Ryan Noc ~Proelium Gym~

 

Ryan ducked underneath Evan's Gauntlet Sword, Ryan's own Gauntlet flying upwards as soon as the sword piece passed over his head in an attempt to daze Evan with an uppercut while he finished his swing. If it worked, then Evan would be dazed and the rest of the fight would be a cakewalk. If it didn't, then Evan would probably be able to land a few hits on him.

"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

I am the mad scientist, Hououin Kyouma!

Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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Skafora flipped on the TV or whatever it was called to watch the fight. preparing a meal made consisting of an apple, steak, and a glass of water, he saw that the fighter that he had just witnessed nearly kill another fighter was fighting yet again. does this guy ever take a break? he wondered. he sat at his table, watching the fight. it was, as previously stated, the "Dragon Knight" Jayck Cover. the other fighter hadn't been announced, but he figured he was either incredibly brave, or incredibly stupid. though he figured Jayck probably hadn't had much sleep, so that was an advantage to the other, unnamed fighter. using a knife, he cut the steak in half, then in half again, then half yet again until it was small enough to eat.

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His reflection stared at him staring at his casualties. The infirmary was empty save the pixie, the worm, and the presence he cast into it. A duffel bag sat at his feet. He had been more savage this time. More ferocious. Faster. Stronger. He had nearly torn the worm limb from limb. But he didn't. It was progress but it was also a sign; a sign that maybe he would never achieve his goal. He idly wondered if it could be done. If it had ever been done. He didn't think it had, otherwise he would know. Of this fact he had a love hate relationship. He loved the idea of being first, but hated the idea of impossibility.

 

He wasn't as outraged this time, maybe instead a little calmer. He accepted this, this time. His failure. He understood, maybe, why he wanted what he wanted. His dreams had awakened something inside him. Not like the dormant spirit that emerged when he was hurt, this was a different spirit. It was a demon that didn't seek to aid him, but instead held him back.

 

He walked home that night a different man than the one that had walked home earlier. This time he had a tangible goal in mind. He could accomplish something he needed to accomplish now. In fact, he could nearly taste it.

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IC: Evan DebarIn response to Ryan's uppercut, Evan raised his other gauntlet to block the blow. Evan staggered back slightly from the blow, but then stepped forward and stabbed with one of his gauntlet swords.

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IC: [skafora] [Apartment]

"well, that was vicious" he said aloud. he stood up, finished with his meal, and went to his kitchen. there he cleaned the dishes that he used and put them back where they had been found. he checked the clock. 9:30. time for bed he thought. he grabbed his gloves and put them on his night stand, then changed into some comfortable sleeping clothes and got into his bed. taking his gloves from off the night stand, he put them within easy reach: under his pillow. then he flicked the lamp on his night stand off and slept peacefully till morning.

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OOC:Sorry for the delay. I'm back now though.

 

IC:Ryan Noc ~Proelium Gym~

 

The sword cut into Ryan's abdomen, dousing the sword in blood. "Ouch." Ryan commented flatly, giving Evan the time-out signal. "That's gonna hurt in the morning. I think you got my spleen there..." It was common knowledge that when inside the Arena, no matter how bad the wound was the Proelium doctors could fix it. It was also common knowledge however, that if you got hurt outside the Arena that the doctors were only half as good, so wounds gained outside the arena should be taken care of ASAP. "Nice swing Evan, but how about we don't use the swords next time, eh? It makes practice too short when you do..."

"I'll do it... If that is the choice of Stein's Gate!

I am the mad scientist, Hououin Kyouma!

Fooling the world is nothing to me!"

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IC: Evan Debar"Oh whoops." Evan said as he stumbled backwards. "I didn't mean to do that, I swear. Well, I meant to swing it, but not to sish-kabob you." Evan shook his head."Sorry, I just find swords to be more my style. But we gotta get you to the doctors. Let's see, where are they....." he muttered, fumbling for his map.

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