[quote=Megadraco]
"All right, then." Says M, as he begins to exude more and more blue Mist, flooding the battlefield, while making sure that the air around his fellow anti-Godmodders is clean. He then grabs his intercom, and speaks into it,"So, A, you and T already at location? Good. Now, P should begin to open the portal. But don't go through it 'till I tell you. I'm in some sort of pocket Colosseum dimension, I need to defeat 4 guys to escape. I do have some powerful allies in here, so it should be easy."M summons his swords again.M hands grow brighter.CHARGE: 4/10CHARGE: 3/4
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[quote=gamer5910]
The mysterious man tugged his cloak before in on clean motion pulling it off. Once the cloak was pulled off it revealed what looked like a sixteen year old with white hair and demon horns, wearing a black sweat shirt and a red t-shirt with skeleton gloves on his hands, and black sweat pants and black shoes with white laces. "I am Riku son of death and by the creed of death you are far past your due time, so you must die Godmodder!" Riku shouted
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[quote=Mikellh Dejax]
"Since we apparently are introducing ourselves now." The chrome man put one of his hands under his chin, and the other hand supports the other's elbow. "I am Eubeal." (Pronounced, yu beyal or yu, beel) He stated his name with such casualness and calmness, not bothering to make it seem like it was significant, for it wasn't. He made this name for himself as frankly, it sounded awesome, it was a combination of two discoverers of what he specializes at, Physics. Since there was nothing to attack for now, Eubeal remained his stance.Charge: 2/3Charge: 3/15
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[quote=AnonyNoob]
The Russian took a moment of self-congratulation as his target was struck, finding a mere instant later that he was within alarming proximity of the many strangers whom were fighting said enemy. Armoring system adapting once more as the plating retracted only slightly, allowing him moderate mobility again while still granting a good amount of coverage. Glancing over each being in turn, before his gaze settled on the speaking one, Eubeal. Listening intently before taking his own moment to speak up, seeming fluent in English though his accent was thick."I am called Impul'Som Tyazhest'. Most find it simpler to call me Som."The man took another long swig from his bottle, emptying it this time before smashing it on the ground. Looking briefly over the crowds, before letting his gaze settle on one of the arenas' gates, awaiting their foes with rifle in hand.
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[quote=Vordak]
Suddenly, a loud rumble echoes through the arena, and the spectator seats being to crumble, hundred thousands of people falling into the arena sands together with huge chunks of rock which squish them underneath. Sand envelopes the writhin mass of faceless beings and tears them apart, creating a dark red sludge, which rapidly begins to consdense. With another series of loud bangs, a wave of heat washes over the arena, the ball of organic tissue and sillicon emanating a blinding white radiance as it is molded into the form of a humanoid. Slowly, it cools, and an armor clad robot is presented to the remianing spectators, the fighters and the Godmodder, colored a glossy black with a slight deep violet tint. Harvesting samples of nearly any chemical there is from the human bodies and forged superb accuracy, it is built from highly advanced materials, the creator showing acute technological prowess and the creation advanced enough to defeat a small army on its own. It might seems strange that somebody would have enough power to pierce the Godmodder's barrier - but frankly, the creator was inside all the time. A didgitalized replica of sentince, he were a biological being in the past, but now, fully cybernetisized and contanied in a microchip the size of one's toenail. Previously latched onto one of the anti-godmodders, he now transmitted himself into the newly created body and prepared for battle, transmuting himself a sword form several more of the faceless spectators.
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Yeah, no. The Godmodder reverses all the damage you did, and you're now stuck inside the arena as well.

The Godmodder smirks at the fighters' reactions. [B]Well, now. Let's see how good of a show you put up. Bring out the first Gladiator![/B] The Godmodder says. A muscled man emerges, standing fully eleven feet tall. He carries a short sword in a scabbard at his hip. He also has a net and a large trident in his hands. 

[B][U]Godmodder Mini-Boss: Spiculus the Trident Master[/U][/B]

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Godmodder HP: 95/100
Buffs: Mist

Spiculus: 100000/100000
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