LeeRoy

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Rage.

"If you want to run, run faster! You can't escape me, Stars'n'Stripes!" Another nickname for the All-American hero, this time around he wasn't even trying to be clever. He was just angry. Sigmund was trying to atomize him. Instead, he had managed to bump the hero out of his targetable range. A liquid rage actually dripped from him, crackling as it fell to the floor. His saliva had mixed with his energy as it fell from his mouth, a dribble thrown from his maw as he shouted.

A huge spark of light emerged behind Sigmund, a wall of explosive force shoved at his back. It nudged him forward, almost unsettling him from his standing posture. Another flash, he was forced to take a step forward. Sigmund threw himself onto all fours(I suppose all threes), his body dropping to the floor as he rushed forwards. With surprising dexterity he managed to run towards the door before setting off a massive explosion beneath himself. This blast catapulted him through the air, as he hurtled upwards he took in his surroundings. Spotting the hole left behind by Freedom.

"Peek-A-Boo! I've found you!" In mid air, another concussive wave erupted from behind him. Launching him diagonally downwards through the same hole left behind by his previous attack's aftermath. Windows across the entire building exploded with the sudden and explosive change in air pressure that followed in Sigmund's wake.

The cloaked warrior plowed into the pavement, chunks of concrete exploding from his impact crater. Thin trails of energy in the distance marked his foe's exit, leaving Sigmund in a crater of his own making with no reason to even be there.

An enormous extension of his own arm shot towards the nearest building, busting through two windows on separate floors. The fingers clenched on the ceiling and floor of the respected levels, crunching slightly with their grip.

"Just a little more! I'm coming for you!" Sigmund once more launched himself with an explosion, the extended arm serving as a lever to catapult him down the same street as General Freedom. While he wasn't the best flyer in the world, Sigmund could get around very efficiently.

Arena Chat Thread

Yeah, I realized that my old way of writing was decent, but it lacked a certain something that I'm trying to find. To be honest, I don't feel like I'll find it either.

@Rilla Thank you~

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

Feet planted on the ground



From my end, Fury's energy sense is obscenely obvious. But on Kanitah's end, he still has no clue what Fury's capable of. While, to be fair, Fury hasn't seen everything that Kanitah is capable of. It isn't nearly as much hidden as Fury has tucked away.

The list of things that Kanitah is aware of for Fury includes;
Energy Drain
Energy Blasts
High Speed Flight
Unbridled Fury

Arena Chat Thread

WOTW stands for, what pray tell? I cannot for the life of me remember or decipher its meaning.

Arena Chat Thread

Man, I'm sorry for kinda bein' out of the loop for so long. I've been really busy lately, and scraping out posts is time consuming enough. I've only had one day off for the past week and a half and it doesn't let up either. I'm working every day but Wednesday this week too.

Honestly didn't think that working as a "porter" would include so much shit, so I asked a senior worker about it. Turns out, I'm doing more stuff and less stuff than I should be. As the only porter, I'm cleaning up the mess for what would usually be for two or more people. As well, I'm not doing stuff that I should be doing because I'm not being assigned to do it.

So anyway, I'm gonna get caught up on my other posts.

@MelonHead I already caught up with you and @Tharraleos Polemistis.

@Skallagrim & @Rilla I'm typing them up now, and I guarantee that my next posts won't be nice at all.

Only for Skallagrim and Rilla. Really long and boring for anyone who isn't them.

Also about my characters aforementioned power levels. In the rework of my mythos, a lot of my characters have been raised to higher power levels. I increased them to match higher end Marvel and DC character superhuman levels. Just because it always comes off more entertaining. However, the characters in the higher tiers are the only ones who have gotten buffs.

Several characters like Kanitah, Erde, so on and so forth haven't changed much. But characters like Sigmund and Pikatok have gotten massive buffs for the sake of storyline progression and rule of cool. As my art improves, I intend to start making comic books of my characters. I've always wanted to make comic books. So that's why I challenged Freedom with Sigmund, because Freedom is straight out of golden era comic books, whereas Sigmund falls into the morally questionable quagmire that is modern comic books.

Characters like LeeRoy, Shin, so on and so forth haven't actually received any buffs. Many of my characters who fell into the Intermediate Tiers have become de-powered or had their powers shifted around to be more interesting.

I kinda noted the characters who could survive in single combat with them. What with Freedom being more than capable of fighting people stronger than Sigmund. So that's why I figured it would be alright to challenge you with him.

I did notice that bit of hesitation though, so I do apologize.

I'd say it's a power creep among the characters that I have, but the fact that so many have lost power instead of gained, I'm not certain how to describe it.

@Bartimaeus I hope you're enjoying the show.

@Impaqt Sorry that I didn't come when summoned, like I previously mentioned, busy.

@GreivousKhan Still makin' that fuckin' face I see. >:C

Now, onto something that I've read in the thread:

I just think since Fury is hunting the Dreamer it might be nice to pepper elements of him into fights. Like a story line of sorts. I actually got the idea from reading Melon and LeeRoy's fight.

@Skallagrim

I do like the idea of some sort of continuity inside of the Arena. Characters who have fought eachother knowing how the other works, noticing slight changes in them from the last time they met. So on and so forth.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

Every muscle in his right arm screamed, immediately throwing a punch like that after slamming into the tree on it was brutal. His pain was more than worth it, it gave him precious seconds on his opponent. Kanitah glared at Fury with a divine. . .Well, Fury. Immediately after his strike at the tree, Kanitah burst into a sprint towards the energy leech. The gap between them was entirely negligible at this speed, leaving Fury less than a second to react. The old man brought both of his arms backwards, barreling towards his foe in a headlong charge.

Before the gap slammed shut, Kanitah leaned forward with both hands thrusting forward. Fingers clenched tightly into bony fists, with every single pound of his weight and every fiber of his muscle aimed into a pair of titanic punches aimed towards Fury. His right arm thrust straight towards Fury's sternum, and his left arm aimed at where Fury's right kidney should be.

(Though to be fair, Pundambayans have twin stomachs in the same place as human kidneys. So, he's actually aiming for his right stomach. )

With the full weight of his body and an angled strike to two sensitive areas, Kanitah intends to both knock the wind out of his foe, and to cause intense pain bodily pain.

Ranked Tournament: Tharraleos Polemistis vs LeeRoy

Honestly, Godfrey didn't know what the beast was doing. The plume of dust had done quite a bit to conceal his movement but the loud noises were enough to dissuade him from staying near the ground. With his orbitals maintained in the wide coverage pattern, Godfrey ascended vertically. Putting himself parallel with the ground, keeping his eyes pointed downwards. At this point in time he wasn't going to take any sort of chance, to this point he's managed to kite his opponent. Keeping them at a reasonable distance to prevent himself from being wounded.

Now, while he was at a distance, he doesn't quite know what this monster is capable of. If this thing is like some kind of landshark that can leap from the ground faster than it can fly, well, Godfrey doesn't know how well he can deal with that. The only thing that he can have confidence in is the spacing between them, if the gap closes, he doesn't know how well he can trade blows with them. "God save me." The cleanly dressed hero muttered quietly to himself, this constant flow of fear burning through him.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

Well, at least he had the decency to let him stand up. Which was nice. Then the everpressing issue of how much Kanitah could get done before Fury closed the gap between them. It was quite obvious that he hadn't been utilizing his full skillset, so maybe Kanitah had misread his abilities three years ago. Some limitations and terms may apply, and stuff like that. So that was even better. To be entirely honest, Kanitah isn't the sort who likes his opponents to have their full power. Never has understood that idea that other brazen warriors employ, it just pits you against the firing squad, and that's not a good place to be.

So here he was, catching his breath with his hand against a tree. Hmm, what can he do with a tree and a few dozen feet. Picking it up wouldn't be too far out of the question, your average oak tree by calculable weight is only around 8.8 tons. Which is well within the realm of possibilities. But hoisting a tree from the ground and hurling it would take a fair amount of time, and would put him at a distinct disadvantage. So, that wouldn't work very well.

But, he could utilize at least part of the tree to turn the battle in his favor.

Nothing to do as he stood up though, Kanitah took a deep breath and stepped backwards twice. Putting him just slightly rear of the tree. "I'd lie down and die, Fury. If I didn't know that I'm about the only one who can put you down!" The muscles in his entire body tensed and the veins from his neck to his feet bulged as he yelled. Kanitah brought his right arm backwards, his right hand curling tightly into a fist.

Kanitah slammed his hand into the tree, the blow shredding through the wood with relative ease. Chunks of bark and splinters of wood erupted from the opposite side of the tree as his hand passed through it. While it wasn't any kind of targeted attack, Kanitah was making an attempt at forcing Fury to turn his head away from him. (Keep in mind, the tree isn't destroyed. It just has a chunk blown out of it.)

If the gambit worked out, Kanitah would immediately clear the gap between them and begin his own offensive.

Ranked Tournament: Tharraleos Polemistis vs LeeRoy

@Tharraleos Polemistis Post incoming, gimme a few hours.

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Rage.

If it were possible, one would have sworn that they could hear a vein burst inside of Sigmund's forehead. First off, he had been trapped by some dumb cunt who didn't know what he was going to happen to her when he finds her again. Second off, this colorful jackass was ignoring him. Pretty much everything in the entire universe made Sigmund angry, so him getting angry right now isn't particularly special. But this bastard just turned his back to someone who genuinely considers himself the most dangerous man in the world, and with a mile long list of evidence to back up that claim.

To be totally and wildly ignored in favor of someone that Sigmund was later going to find and actually tear in half, well, it wasn't smart. In fact, it was probably in Kali's plan for Freedom to totally ignore Sigmund. If that's the case, Kali's an incredibly intelligent woman.

Because if her plan was to make Freedom turn his back to Sigmund, which in turn would cause Sigmund to become unbelievably pissed, it worked out swimmingly.

Sigmund's body boiled over with a copper colored encasement, it shredded through the chains and caused Sigmund to lunge forward from his crucified posture. "Freedom come back here you Red White and Blue son of a bitch!" The words left his mouth with a bitter spark, the air literally crackling with his fury.

Through the aura his face spread, his mouth parting and his nostrils flaring upwards. With his expression stretching unnaturally wide, the red of his lips becoming visible through the violent haze that surrounded him.

If Kali's plan was to use Sigmund as a distraction, Sigmund would happily oblige if it would let him destroy this cock-sure All-American Reject!

A spheroid of explosives generated inside of his mouth, containing the maximum explosive force of an uncharged blast. The full kiloton of explosive might, right between his teeth.

With an audible crack, Sigmund snapped his mouth closed. Sending the blast flying forward towards General Freedom. Sigmund doesn't know how strong Freedom is, but he was absolutely certain that if this hit, it would disintegrate him on the spot.

That'll teach him not to turn his back on The Splatterer.