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The Black Mountain Tournament: Trixi Vs. Gonad

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The Black Mountain Tournament: Trixi Vs. Gonad

@Fallenreaper
He's at Start Position #1, facing the rest of the arena.

The Black Mountain (open tournament)

@Fallenreaper
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The Black Mountain Tournament: Trixi Vs. Gonad

@Fallenreaper
Gonad's equipment and garments lay in a big heap behind him. He was buck naked, shamelessly performing a set of deep, mighty squats. It was too hot down in this crater to wear anything while exercising. The path ahead was blocked until he dealt with the next challenge, so until said challenge arrived, by God he would squat as no man had ever squatted before. Being at the bottom of a volcano was no excuse to skip leg day. Upon his grizzled mug was a look embodying stern concentration, along with a couple smudges of blueberry from the pie he had taken at the entrance. A stereotypical dumb brute, the sort that normally got booted into space by the smaller, more clever heroes early on. There would be little reason for a challenger to think twice about this. Except...

What sort of man emptied his bowels where he pleased? Who would thrive naked and unarmed among enemies, out in the open?

A mental image, unbidden, sailed by on the hot wind.



Some things do not have natural enemies...

The Black Mountain (open tournament)

@Fallenreaper
I'm used to In-Game and chat roleplays, where everything is real time. I try to post as soon as possible, so don't worry about inactivity!

The Black Mountain Tournament: Trixi Vs. Gonad

Gonad Yaksplitter

Name: Gonad Yaksplitter
Title: The Lord of the Rising Sun
Age: 34
Height: 7'2"
Weight: 499 pounds
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Eye Color: Hazel

Weapons and Equipment- His body, occasionally a set of thick six-kilo runite (a foreign metal of nigh-indestructible toughness) bracers and a pair of dragon gauntlets (a metal that is a tier above runite, also almost indestructible). He often wears the "Tzhaar-Kal-Ket", an incredibly rare and magical cloak bestowed upon those few in history who have triumphed over the brutal challenges of a terrible volcano-dwelling race known as the Tzhaar. It is impervious to heat and cold & incredibly durable to boot. He also always keeps an enchanted "Inoculation Brace" on his ankle, a magical trinket which renders him immune to harmful substances.


(Gonad with his bracers)

Appearance- Silhouetted against the burning passions of war, a figure stands tall, unmoving. His physique is as definitive as the gory victory with which his gruesome hands secure. Woven into his beard is a tapestry of blood, proclaiming the legendary tales of the countless scars adorning the sacred weapon, known as Gonad. For weapon he is, heated and hammered in the unquenchable fires of battle.

Pure unadulterated muscle. Lean muscle that ripples under his flesh like the waves of the ocean. He has muscles on his muscles. Feet Muscles. Finger muscles. Muscles in places that muscles should not be. A grisly body resembling tanned granite that might as well have been chiseled by the gods. Bulging veins, thick and course. Tendons like steel cords. Fingers like blunt iron rods. Long, sinewy limbs crafted for naught but the deliverance of phenomenal destruction. His enormous yet supple frame moves with a primal grace, the likes of which are comparable only to the untamed beasts of the wild.

His body is riddled with the innumerable wounds left by his combative livelihood. There are hundreds upon hundreds. Where the scars do not cover his body, coarse manly hair, thick and strong like steel wool, does.
He boasts a great dark gray beard speckled with the blood and bone flakes of his foes, flowing down his freakishly striated chest in thick, oily waves reminiscent of the River Styx. From it emanates the very stench of death and graverot, every bit as inescapable as his piercing glare. Within his single eye resides an undying flame, sizzling hotter than the arse-winds of Satan himself.

Personality- What attributes the primal organism known as "Gonad" bears are no different than the attributes of mother nature herself. Blood-tinged Westerlies carving jagged sluices along the tepid surface of a great and mysterious ocean, whose calm demeanor belies a vast and terrible capability. The wisdom of towering snow-capped mountains, whose interminable experience has been honed over countless millennia of wear and tear. The trepid balance between predator and prey, animal and man, intermingling to form a singular amalgamation of virile life. And yet, he maintains a feature apart from nature. Self-awareness. He lives only for pushing the boundaries of human strength and spirit, forcing himself beyond the utmost limit in extreme combat. He fears not death, nor pain, nor loss, for it is from these things that the vigor and strength of true manhood and honor spring. He revels in the pain, luxuriates in death, and basks in loss. He never will engage in dishonorable practices such as deception, and will not tolerate an unfair fight. Though he may oftentimes appear a comical fool, Gonad is truly just a simple man who very rarely premeditates an action, instead acting from the heart and without hesitation, following only the voice of his soul.

Abilities/Skills- Regarded in his home realm as the greatest martial artist and warrior to have ever lived, Gonad boasts tremendous dynamic and static strength greater than that of a wild animal. He fights through experience and instinct, capable of reacting to attacks through muscle memory before he consciously registers them. Gonad is the supreme master of his own body, and can control its functions at will. He can use the full potential of his latent strength, constrict blood vessels to keep from losing fluids, and transmit senses other than sight through his visual cortex along with a plethora of other abilities. He is capable of touching and harming incorporeal or transdimensional entities by virtue of being too ignorant to know that he shouldn't.
Gonad is a grandmaster of the berserker arts and can utilize three different forms of the technique, each one a step up from the last. These three modes are Semi Berserk, Fully Berserk, and the preeminent Primal State.
He witholds a vast array of rare and lethal wisdom and is said to know of over one-thousand ways to kill with his bare hands.



Background- Gonad is a legendary warrior who hails from the realm of Gielinor, a faraway land entrenched in fantasy and warfare. He has seen countless wars, killed countless enemies, made countless friends. To recount the barbarian's many adventures would be an exercise in futility, for the blood wrought odyssey of Gonad transcends time and experience.

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The Black Mountain Tournament: Trixi Vs. Gonad

The battle takes place in a deep pit, which both constestants have fallen or climbed into. The bridges have steady footing, but are very hot, and hard to walk upon for long. There are no barriers around the magma pools, anything that touches the magma is burned/melted. The ground is hard, level, and smooth. Weather conditions will be hot for the first 10 posts of the fight, after which thick steam will begin to build up in the arena, gradually reducing visibility.

Black Mountain Tournament: Iolanthe vs Sigurd

@MelonHead
Pommels aren't very meaty though.

Black Mountain Tournament: Iolanthe vs Sigurd

Knuckle sandwiches are tastier than pommels.

Black Mountain Tournament: Iolanthe vs Sigurd

Now the follow up, did she think she could lift herself in armour so quickly as to avoid Sigurd’s forward momentum? Not a chance. The point of his longsword was fitting into place to the left of his shield as it made heavy contact with Iolanthe’s hoplon, depriving her of her precious guard. His right foot shot forward as her left leg tried to propel itself backwards, his foot dropping down, and without any upsets, just in time to catch his enemy’s own. It was almost childish to try to trample on someone’s foot in battle, but it could also be of extreme usefulness.

@MelonHead

That's my signature move...


From: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/89698-doc-doctor-vs-elgainsborough/ic

As the knight readied his shield, Zande took a sudden step forwards before attacking, aiming to plant his right foot upon the knight's left.

@Doc Doctor

From: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/90819-black-mountain-tourney-guzman-vs-gonad/ic

As this occurred Gonad would take another step forwards, aiming to plant his left boot directly atop the King's right whilst trying to peel his shield away. They would be virtually face to face if this happened.

@Doc Doctor

From: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/87958-creeping-death-shiden-vs-doc/ic

Whilst the man was in the midst of finishing the word "traveled", Zande would clench his raised left fist and step forwards. But this seemingly simple action was of far greater significance than the simple threat of a punch. You see, when the wildman stepped forth he'd have done so with the intent to firmly plant his left foot upon Nicoli's left and bear down...

@Doc Doctor

From: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/89698-doc-doctor-vs-elgainsborough/ic?page=2

He'd step with the knight, left foot seeking to trap the right. If Zachary again dodged, the tribesman would keep relentlessly stomping after his feet, as if they were engaged in a demented, rapid tango.

@Doc Doctor