LeeRoy

The God-Killer vs The Baron

I will have a post up shortly, I was not joking about how impolite The Baron is.

Arena Chat Thread

It seems my plans have gone from a single deadman, to three.

You reap what you sow.

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@Cruallassar
@Doc Doctor
Who said I needed or wanted your help?

You realize that I'm not fighting for either side, I'm fighting to feed myself the excitement of bloodshed.

If anyone joins, they would be met with force from both Tetsue and The Baron.

I don't take kindly to interruptions myself. The Baron is less polite

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@GunI'm still waiting on you to start the thread, man.

Two Versus One - East vs. West Round Two

@LeeRoy

Did Feid swing the uppercut as Cho turned around for the sniper shot?

@DJAtomika

After he fired it, I though I made that clear with the bullet ripping through him.

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Alright, I think I'm caught up on all of my roleplays now. So fucking long have I delayed these posts. Now I just wait for:
@Rilla Though Rilla is busy with real life, and if he wants to end the fight he can just PM me about it.
@Takashi Who, also, if he would like to end the fight. Can PM me about it.
@MelonHead
@DJatomika
@Skallagrim
@ShidenBlades Who I delayed for the longest.
@Seed Who is drunk.

Neat.

A Threat Delivered (Low-Powered/Open)

Of course it didn't work, the both of them were having failed plans of deception. Though he did figure that Salvatore's deception was less intelligent than his own, because turning away from a man who is as incredibly well armed as Solomon, it's strange what kinds of plans people come up with. "You should never turn your back on me, young man."

Solomon grasped the handle of his mace and swung it around towards the now turning Ezio, aimed towards the back of his head. A quick and painless death for the man who threatened his friend's family. Far more than the deserved, but settling this quickly was certainly a task that he'd prefer over a long winded exercise in combat with a man less than half his age. Let alone one with such a smug attitude.

Though, unbeknownst to the assassin, he was already swinging his left hand in a longsword mid-riff chop. The mace was not a feint, but a distraction with a deadly side-effect, if that can really be considered a distraction. Just as his mace would either be deflected or entirely miss, the mace would vanish from his right hand, and his straightsword would appear in his left. Already being swung before even appearing in his hand, it would teach a swift lesson, whether or not Ezio survived.

If he survived, it would teach him to never underestimate an old man.

If he didn't, it would impart the same wisdom with fewer words.

Two Versus One - East vs. West Round Two

Again the sorcerous demon spat its evil spells towards the warrior, a few of its bullets raked across his left arm. Puncturing his bicep before passing through him, its speed barely halted by his mortal flesh. Pain would normally have seared across him, but the strange numbness and burning of the berserker rage was drowning out whatever pain the demon could provide. The chase was on, and the air had somehow grown more frigid.

A problem for the weak.

His body had begun to steam in the cold of the air, through the nostrils and eyeholes of his pelted beasts. His own eyes bloodshot, visible through the eyeholes of a bear, glared down at Cho. Movement, retreat, chase and kill. Though he didn't seem aware of it, Feidlimid was hot on the sorcerer's tail. Dragging behind him, his weapon tore the earth apart more and more as he ran. The noise was tremendous, though not enough to drown out the speach of Kolskegg. A wizard, magic user ilk. Barely noticeable as the Raven chased his prey, though possibly the source of the cold.

With his blade in his left arm, and blood oozing down his sleeve, Feidlimid chose upon an easier method of attack as Cho turned around. Whipping his weapon and firing off another shot, directly into his right kidney and out the back of his torso. Blood stained the ground behind him and the newly fallen sleet from Kol's frost magics.

As Cho spun around to unleash his own attack, Feidlimid had raised his right arm upwards and threw a harsh punch towards the throat of the demon. Even before his opponent had turned to face him, he knew that he was about to turn. A marksman always turns while retreating, an attempt to catch their enemy off guard as they flee. It doesn't work on Berserkers, they're too fast, even in their heavier armor.

A normal human couldn't reply to an attack like this, but the Raven wasn't normal.

He was a beast given the body of a man.

Aegis Faces the Man-Eater

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The good news is, I'm in good enough shape to do a handstand and frontroll.

The bad news is, my shoulder hurts a whole lot now, because I forgot that I still weigh near 300 pounds just because I'm buff and fat at the same time.