Gentlemanvaultboy

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"If you want to think about it like that, yeah. Werewolf isn't that far off I guess. And tokens are those big things she's using to try and buy stuff." He pointed down at the blob girl. "Guns are...I don't like 'em. They make way to much noise, hurts my ears. You ain't from around here, huh? What sort of time capsule they pull you out of?

@Shadow Dragon

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"Huh?" Dog said, confusedly looking the new guy over. "Nah, it's totally normal. You put your token in, the electronic voice goes 'OH! That's a Winner!' and a prize comes out the bottom."

It struck Dog that this might not be entirely normal even for people that had been manufactured in Labs. Ordinary folks did the same stuff the slime was trying to do, bringing money into big stores like this to buy whatever they wanted. Dog didn't get that. It seemed much less exciting. "At least, uhhh, that's how it worked where I was raised."

He felt Mikkish slide past him back outside and all too soon heard the now familiar splattering sounds commence again as more viscera splatted up against the glass. "You know, in movies they tell you that you shouldn't get any of that stuff in your mouth or eyes, or else you get infected with whatever made the zombies in the first place. So we should try to avoid that."

The low, rumbling "STARS" reached his ears at about that time. "And that too. Maybe. I don't think that's friendly."

@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Shadow Dragon@Strong Potato@Karkinos

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Dog wasn't two steps to the door when the slime girl wandered inside. Dog paused and watched as she went past him, her eyes fixed with some profound sense of purpose. She grabbed up a decorative helmet and stumbled into a weapon rack, accidentally impaling herself and knocking a assortment of blades to the ground. This didn't seem to bother her at all. Some deep, deep cash must have gone into her development. What he wouln't give for a body like that.

His eyes were taking off her as Zanni shouldered past him into the store. The two past one another as the clown wandered back to talk with Mikkish and the girl tottered up to the counter to...pay for the helmet.

No matter what this whole exchange was enough of a break in the action to at least let him cool down a little and think things through. The unread weren't here yet, so there was time for that. He reached forward to tap the slime girl on the shoulder, then stopped after he saw the state of his hand. And his sleeve. And his shirt. And a little on his pants, no doubt. He had not been able to avoid splatter and it chilled him to the bone to think just how long it would take to get the stench off his hands.

He wiped his hand on his shirt as best he could, deciding they were in a mall anyone so he would be able to get a new one, and crouched down to tap the slime girl with a hand that was mostly clean. "Uhhhhhh, hey." He said. "I don't think we're expected to pay for any of this stuff. I think it's like, y'know, kind of rules of nature in here."

@Strong Potato@Karkinos@Shadow Dragon@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Royal Rumble!

Hey, I know there was no interest check around, but the status of the game seems to be "apply" and i've seen you mention that there has been a loss of players recently - are you possibly looking for people to fill in for those who went missing? I've read the IC and about the setting and it's pretty interesting for me.

@Instigator

So far as I'm concerned a game is always open so long as the Apply sign is green. Feel free to post a character and hop into the Discord at the bottom of the zeroth post.

Royal Rumble!

All right, everybody! First, I'd like to provide everyone with the map of the tournament arena if they haven't seen it already.



Each team obviously starts in one of the two opposite ends, with their flags starting position being inside one of the small open walled area. The grey dots are the pillars, lined up from shortest to tallest so that athletic participants can use them to gain height advantage and clear the center diving wall if they're daring enough. The dark green patches are areas of thick vegetation, a few rows of light blocking trees interspersed with long grass in order to facilitate stealth, ambushes, and anything else you could think to do with a bunch of plants.

Now he have our teams! Fighting for St. Laurel's School of Academic Excellence:

Andreim/Lise/Samoth
Katherine/Cassius/William

Representing Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined:

Rurik/Bak/Thobias
Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine

And finally, our good friends The Vigilantes:

Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
Andras/Brutus/Aram

Doing a random draw at randomresult.com/tournament.php spit this out at me:

Group #1
competitor #1: Andreim/Lise/Samoth
competitor #2: Afterburner

Group #2
competitor #1: Rurik/Bak/Thobias
competitor #2: Andras/Brutus/Aram

Group #3
competitor #1: Katherine/Cassius/William
competitor #2: Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine

Group #4
competitor #1: Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
competitor #2: Burner

If anyone has any objections to where they were placed feel free to talk to me about it so we can work something out.

You might be wondering about who "Burner" and "Afterburner" are. Due to the unfortunate loss of a player we don't have the manpower to fill those slots, so they are essentially free wins against a group of NPCs of your choice. Depending on what happens in the next couple of days we may have enough characters to fill out a third Mephisto's team, but right now I think this is the best way to move forward. If anyone wants to throw character that aren't participating together to make one of the burner teams into a real one I'm also open to that.

Finally, I'd like to pitch something: Would you like to go on the assumption that this bracket is for the second round, and that every team in it won their first match already? You don't have to write out a whole fight with some scrub NPCs if you don't want to, I just think that it would make the world feel a little bigger.

@Letter Bee@KillamriX88@rawkhawk64@Crowvette@Dezuel@Scarifar@Hammerman@Bartimaeus@RoflsMazoy

Royal Rumble!

I'm waiting for Hammer to weigh in on the team change thing before I make any more posts.

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Dog felt the undead bounce off left and right from his two struggling shields. He could hear and, because of his size, feel Zanni tramping along beside him, occasionally knocking a zombie or two into his path due to his sheer girth. It was almost as though they were having a race, and with each bump and jostle from one of the undead he felt himself grow a little more frustrated, a little more into it as the rush of combat began to take over.

There was no doubting the pang of uncharacteristic anger that flared up as Dog saw that both he and Zanni had been beaten.
Mikkish had made it first, blazing across the finish line in a shower of gore and dismantling every zombie on the escalator. Dog growled and forewent the escalator entirely. As he approached it he couched and leap, his powerful legs propelling him upward onto the banister of the second floor. Seeing Mikkish dodge past another hoard into some shop Dog reeled back and threw one of shields at the zombies that had turned to follow him. Somehow he'd managed to put a spin on the zombie, and when it slammed into the hoard its flailing limbs snapped as it took most of them to the ground.

He laughed to himself and took that moment to turn and survey the carnage down below. Between him, Mikkish, and Zanni a wide hole had been punched in the hoard down below, paving a blood soaked pathway straight to the escalator. But that hadn't stopped those coming in from the sides around the elevator where, he noted with some disdain, the slime girl was still hanging around. Dog looked over at the other zombie he'd picked up, then at the festive Christmas tree sitting in the middle of the room.

Could he make that happen?

He thought he could.

The zombie slammed into the Christmas with enough force for its stomach to burst, but that sound was dwarfed by the ominous wooden cracking and as it tipped, leaned, and tumbled over from the impact, breaking in half and falling to the left of the slime girl forming a makeshift barricade the zombies would have to climb over to get to her. At least from that side.

He heard Mikkish calling for him and hopped down off his perch, rushing into the...medieval arms store? "Oh-hohohoho," He said, rubbing his hands together. He walked over to the long glass case containing a bastard sword to big for anyone to actually use and smashed the glass, pulling the thing out of the debris and letting it drag along the ground as he made his way back to the door to actually help that slowpoke and, maybe, just engage in a little more wanton violence. He wasn't a swordsmen by any means, but he figured a simple HACK HACK HACK would suffice for this crowd.

@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Karkinos@Strong Potato@Shadow Dragon

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Who knows how the t-virus would interact with her physiology.

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Dog was content to wait for a bit. The smell was unbearable, no one liked him, and he actually doubted that the zombies were going to go after the big clown. That just made sense, didn't it? There was no real point in going out there when the big guy was perfectly safe.

That's when the elevator tipped itself forward and almost spat his and the blob girl out onto the ground. Dog tumbled into a sitting position, resting on his haunches as every undead monstrosity but one seemed to home in on their position. He stood, grimacing, as the first one stepped forward. Dog reached back his arm and plunged it forward as the thing clumsily lunged at him, wide mouthed. The strike went into its mouth and Dog felt three fingers wrap around the things crooked teeth and with a heavy grunt he he lifted, ripping the entire top half of the things head clean off. The body stumbled for a moment before collapsing on the ground, the half-head cracking against the ground a few feet away.

That was it, right? That's how it was in all the movies. You take out the head and the thing dies. That was Zombie rule #1.

Rule #2, though, was don't get bit. That was another important rule that jumped through his mind, at least for him and Mikkish, as four more of the things stumbled toward him. The safe space that Mikkish has cleared out was rapidly beginning to be filled in, and not getting bitten would be much harder than it sounded if these things were able to come at you from all directions. Dog whipped his leg out at one of the newcomers, sending the thing moaning to the ground, before his spin and bringing his leg high. The next zombie in line had its head shattered like a melon under the force of dogs heel. The other two, however, were right behind that one and Dog felt their grasping fingernails dig in to his arms an shoulders as he brought his leg back on the ground. With their snapping jaws so close he reached up and dug his fingers into both their chests, sinking their their putrefying flesh and holding them at length by their rib-cages as they snapped at him. "Zanni, I think these guys are more interested in us than what you've got to say."

And there were more coming. He could see that their were more coming and that this was only going to get harder the more their were. You couldn't fight them out in the open, there needed to be a choke point. His eyes fixed on the pair of escalators headed to the upper level. Those could work, but there was a sea of these things between them and their small group. He looked grimly between the zombies currently struggling in his grip, then had a idea.

"This way!" He shouted, lifting both zombie bodily from the ground. He brought them close, pressed his shoulders into the chests just low enough to be out of biting range, and let out a scream as he charged into the sea of the dead using the two zombies as a battering ram to clear a path to the escalators.

@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Strong Potato@Karkinos

Royal Rumble!

Nasearph Sana
And

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"Ahhhhhhh," Ria screamed along with the crowd as she walked out with the Vigilantes to the riotous cheers. She sneered up at the exited faces in the audience, her eye giving her a detailed look at each individual face, no matter how far away they were. "What a bunch of sheep." She said. "None of them know us, they're just wrapped up in the narrative. Guess that's what an underdog story gets you, huh King?"

"You know, I believe we were informed that the field was for people that would actually be fighting today." Nasearph said testily beside her.

"You're just salty because you oven roasted yourself for nothing." Ria replied quietly. Naseraph unconsciously glanced down in the direction of his chest, still feeling the burns that he'd paid to develop a technique that he would not have the opportunity to use. Ria caught the gesture and grinned, leaning in. "You've got no one to blame but yourself. They announced what the tournament would be ages ago. You'd have know that if you ever paid attention."

"I do not believe I need tournament advice from the girl no one was willing to team up with."

"Yeah, it's such a shame." Ria replied, actually narrowing her eyes in displeasure at the people around her. She knew she was only a reserve member, but damn, you'd think some desperate straggler from either the vigs or her school would at least have the backbone to suffer her for a day if it meant they'd be able to compete. She really wanted to get into the ring. "Oh well, C'est la vie. Guess you wont be able to enjoy the results of all that training we did together."

"Yes." Naseraph said, completely blank faced. "How sad you will not be able to display the ancestral techniques of my people. How deplorable it is that these skills you blackmailed out of me will be of no use to you today."

Ria searched his face for anything, but the bird-man was really good at masking his intentions from her now. That was good. Every moment he had to display the real Nasearph to avoid showing her something it easier for him to be himself. As a reward, she decided to scope out the competition for anyone he would have to look out for. That was when she saw something...interesting. "What the fuck?" She asked to no one in particular before a ghastly smile began to spread across her face. She looked over Naseraph to Wolf and Micheal a raised her voice. "You boys take care of this tender birdbrain, make sure he doesn't fly face first into any more bonfires. There's something I've got to go check out about Wolf's side-piece."

As the girl took off across the field during the opening ceremony without a care of who saw her, Nasearph straightened himself back up and focused on the task at hand. "There's no need to worry about me. Michael got worse than this at the apartment." He said to his teammates. "In a physical contest like this there's no way the three of us can lose if we're together."

@KillamriX88@RoflsMazoy@Scarifar

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As people began to join in with Andreim's rousing VICTORY chant Ria integrated herself into the back of the group and started to to slip between people until she made her way to Meredith side. "So," she asked conspiratorially, just loud enough for the demon to hear. "Who did you fuck last night? Or whatever it is that you did that turned your body language Topsy-turvy. Honestly, I written you off as ever being about to walk around with the sort of self-love I see right now."

@AtomicNut