Drifting Pollen

Pre-Christmas Tournament Round 1: Important Nobody Vs Drifting Pollen

@ImportantNobody oh sorry I meant @Drifting Pollen

@Dynamo Frokane

It'll be up sometime within the next few days! Was busy celebrating Christmas with my family, and then had a bunch of medical appointments to deal with afterwards. Will get back to this as soon as I can manage.

Let The Blood Run Rampant

Gaaaaaah just hit each other already!

Pre-Christmas Tournament Round 1: Important Nobody Vs Drifting Pollen

"IS THIS THE BEST YOU HAVE GOT?"

A heavy body crashed down in the dirt, moaning loudly before rolling over and desperately trying to scramble away. Before the man could get anywhere, however, a booted foot drove into his behind and knocked him over again, face-first this time.

"They say this city has good fighters! They say, 'go to Ominar, Tekla, you will find challenge there!' But all I find-"

The man on the ground flinched as a huge figure loomed over him, wincing before a blow that did not come. Instead, his opponent simply spat, then turned away.

"-IS A BUNCH OF WIMPS!"

The victor stood tall, bunched muscles standing out in the dim light, glaring at the ring of hooting figures around her. By day, this park was a simple gathering place for civilians. By night, it was home to delinquents, street fighters, martial artists looking to prove their worth. A battleground, where the strong and the violent let loose their frustrations upon each other.

Right now, however, none of the watching fighters and low-lifes dared step forward to face her. Six had tried, and six times Tekla had sent them whimpering back to their friends, pissing their pants in fear. Though she was one of the only women present, she stood taller than most, with an imposing figure that seemed at odds with the flowery tattoos covering her arms and the bright pink and blue dyes in her hair. Some had questioned her ability at first, but there were no doubters now.

She still fought unarmed. These boys were weak. Grunting with disappointment, she spread her arms wide.

"I ask you for the last time! Is there ANYONE here who can give me a FIGHT?"

Verse Versus

A whispering upon the breeze that swiftly hops from ear to ear, words spreading like hungry fleas, dark omens for all to hear. They murmur it in marbled courts, they mutter it in crude ghettoes, it dwells in every family's thoughts: he's struck again...

The Red Pierrot

...

Perhaps you sense this mounting dread, and ask about, "Who bears that name, which pierces hearts, a black spearhead with point sharpened by fear and fame?"

Some say he is an eldritch shade, a wicked phantasm sent to snatch any young child whose feet have strayed too far from safe homes locked and latched. In truth, he is nothing so strange, a mortal man like you and I. A killer, utterly deranged, yet cunning as the sharpest spy.

He paints his skin as black as night, then daubs his face with purest white, while in his eyes glows crimson light that paralyses men with fright. A great long axe he bears in hand, to cut down guardsmen where they stand, and hook around the little necks of boys and girls that he collects. Those poor souls whom he takes away never shall see the light of day, stolen by night from their beds and soon returned- as severed heads.

Once the moon's risen, stay inside! Search for a safe place to hide, and there remain until the dawn, until the murd'rous monster's gone...

Verse Versus

'neath the bright full moon we'll fight, an unseen duel in the dead of night

Mist and silence rule the streets now that the sun has set and died. A still portrait, deserted, for nobody dares to step outside. It's a rule in town, one by which all families must now abide: if you've children, keep them close, lock your doors and hide.

The air is cold with fear, as guardsmen watch with peeled eyes, and hark with reddened ears, listening for screams or cries. One rings out not an hour past dusk, and they race for the sound on booted feet, but find only a thin red trail, leading down a darkened street. Their captain frowns, remembering the massacre mere weeks past- his duty's clear, but what's honor worth if it makes this night his very last?

He dares not follow, fearing that he too shall meet a painful end, even as guilt wracks his heart, pain for a town he can't defend. A monster hunts for boys and girls, and none now dare to challenge this foe.

Someone, prays the silent town, save us from the Red Pierrot.

@tasuke

Verse Versus

Thus begins the promised duel

The brave is pit against the cruel

So come at me @tasuke

My post is up- now we can play.

The Official Guild Pre Christmas Knockout Tournament!

Now she could create weapons too large to wield effectively but use other creative applications for them, but this power you have is perfectly fine and balanced to me if she uses it in the intended purpose.

@ImportantNobody

I think the key word here is "weapon."

In theory, a creation ability could be able to make a spear that reached the moon, but then it wouldn't really be a spear, would it? Just a space elevator shaped like a spear. And a sword dense enough to be a black hole would be a black hole more than a sword. A weapon by definition is a tool meant to be wielded, and I'll state right now that for the purposes of this character/fight I won't consider giant and/or completely bonkers objects as weapons.

In short: as a rule of thumb Tekla's power can't summon anything she can't wear as armor or wield with her own two hands.

The Official Guild Pre Christmas Knockout Tournament!

I trust you and all, but according to the character sheet it seems like she could create a hundred foot long spear. Just throwing that out there.

@ImportantNobody

Technically true! However, a hundred-foot-long spear would be absolutely useless as a weapon. The thing would have to either be too heavy to move, or have a shaft so thin it would snap like a twig.

If you want to hit someone a hundred feet away with a spear, you use a javelin.

The Official Guild Pre Christmas Knockout Tournament!

@Dynamo Frokane

Round 1 Character Sheet

Name: Tekla Pavlovna



Height: 6 feet 3 inches
Weight: 185 lbs

Abilities & Skills:
Armament: Tekla can summon weapons and armor out of nowhere, quickly equipping herself with whatever tools are most appropriate for the situation. She can customize the details of objects she creates (ex: if she conjured up a sword she could decide the shape and length of the blade, and whether it was made of steel, iron, wood, etc), but her ability can't produce gunpowder or complex mechanisms, preventing her from summoning firearms or tech-based weaponry. She can have a maximum of two weapons or armor pieces summoned at a time- if she already has two and wants to create something else, then one of those two will disappear. Additionally, after she summons an item she cannot summon another until three seconds have passed.
Strong: Even if she's a woman, she's also very large and muscular, and able to physically overpower most men her age.

Optional Flavor Text: Runaway daughter of a mafia boss. Actually pretty friendly, but can and will beat the shit out of anyone who challenges her. Has fought magic users and supernatural creatures in the past.

The Official Guild Pre Christmas Knockout Tournament!

Sweet!

Am a bit busy this evening, but I should be able to get a Round 1 character sheet up for you tomorrow.