LeeRoy

The Everlasting Arena: Character Deposit

^ Pretty much what Lalliman said. Your phylactery can't be indestructible, that's what makes a Lich balanced.

As well, regeneration that fast is ridiculous.

You're Deadpool if Deadpool was undead, could summon stuff, and unkillable.

The Worth of a Man

General Freedom was beginning to express some second thoughts, and intentionally had softened his tone to try and defuse this predicament. But one small thing that he had said was about to make this conversation difficult. Freedom said one thing, one little morsel of dialogue that crushed any hope of this not turning into a fight. Kanitah reeled back, his mouth opening up in disbelief. The short alien couldn't believe what he had just heard, he could absolutely not believe the words that had just left General Freedom's mouth.

"I am not going to fight you; you are clearly and admittedly drunk."

The words echoed through his head, intensifying every time. Kanitah dropped down, finishing his task of preparation. Moving the two from his head and two from his chest down to both of his feet. Increasing the number of rings adorning each foot to six. Preparations finished, Kanitah took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Frustration became impossibly evident on Kanitah's visage, with every single vein in his skin becoming visible for a moment, his muscles tensed and forced them to the surface. Most noticable being those in his face and neck. "You just insulted me in the worst possible way, Freedom." The stout little extra-terrestrial took a few steps forward, digging his feet into the ground. "You just insinuated that I can't fight while I've got a few bottles of liquor in my veins."

"When a man challenges you to a duel, you either accept or call yourself a coward. But you just decided to near blatantly state that I can't fight you while drunk." Kanitah raised his hand upwards, lining it up directly with Freedom's eyes. "You just insulted me, Lightbulb. And now I'm actually mad." With that, Kanitah stood there. Arm extended, about three meters separating them. "Raise your fists or get to runnin', rank and file. Cause I'm gonna whip you."

The Everlasting Arena: Character Deposit

Well, as is, he's an acceptable character. I'll add him to the list.

The Worth of a Man

Sorry I keep holding you up, I've got a lot on my mind lately, and nobody to talk to about it. So I wind up just staring at things instead of actually accomplishing anything.

The Everlasting Arena: Main Thread

Hey, I've reviewed the currently posted Character Sheets, everyone who posted them should go check that out.

Also, I'm gonna go ahead and put Jean (The Extreme of Strength) in the Swamps. Anyone who has the guts to fight her, she'll be there.

The Everlasting Arena: Character Deposit

@ Melon:
John Henry is acceptable as is, I'll add him to the list.

@Tharraleos:
The only real question I have about his Pride Empowerment:
Is this empowerment the source of his power, or does it increase his power? The former is fine, the latter is not acceptable.

That's a good way to have telepathy, I like it.

The elemental manipulation is orderly and not floaty at all, I like it.

Is the Cross Halberd shaped like this:


or this

T-1 PC Multi challenge (me vs 2-4)

No need, I've already posted.

T-1 PC Multi challenge (me vs 2-4)

Though his disdain at Shin's joke was quite apparent, the skeletal figure deemed it reasonable enough for him to complete his job without a hitch. The mud child hadn't said much, but one could not expect something with no real trachea or mouth to really speak much. Would you? "Great, then we're in agreement. I kill the kid, because he's over there harming himself. You get your information, I get paid. And then we all go home, lay a woman or man of your preference, and nobody but the mud baby gets hurt. That sounds like a full day's schedule to me. I intend to be back home before breakfast tomorrow."

Shin tilted his head towards the mudman, raising his left hand upwards. Aiming the but of the staff directly at the center of his head. "Now, about you. Normally I'd say 'You have one last chance before I attack!' However, you're probably not the reasonable sort. So I'll let my weapon do the talking for me."

Without the slightest movement, or rather, without any movement on Shin's part. The staff began to grow, extending forward so quick that normal men would be run down before they could even react. The staff grew towards Jynx's head with cruel intent, Shin wanted to end this as quickly and quietly as possible. Honestly, he's trying to take it's head off in one strike. That doesn't mean that he won't resort to incredible violence, it's just preferred that it end quickly.

Northern Grassland

"What do you think I'm in the mood for, you putz? Didn't you pay attention to the big opening speech? Or are you one of those assholes who ignores everything because you're on a higher horse? I'm one of the Agents of Tarvin, you prick." Flint's flames licked outwards, growing to their peak and receeding repeatedly. The ground beneath his feet charred black to the heat, crunching under his weight. "The whole reason I'm here is to kill people, cause havoc, and then when everything's said and done I get sent home with rewards of my own."

Flint scowled, letting fire overtake his face for a moment. "And you, well, you have the misfortune of being in my way when I decided to join this venture. Yes, I'm here for the express purpose of killing, maiming, destroying, and general misconduct. I'm not a nice person, I have no class, I don't enjoy talking to you aside from mocking you. And finally, I'm ready to kill you. I'll even let you go first."

With that, Flint wadded up some saliva in his mouth and spit on the ground between them. "I think you'll find that sufficient enough insult to fight me, eh?" His face was polluted with a sickeningly smug grin, crossing from ear to ear and warping his entire visage. "Don't you think so?"

The Everlasting Arena: Main Thread

Ooh, splendid!