Professor_Wyvern

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

The announcer/commentator spoke, "And it looks like Zharkov will allow Shah'Nahul the opening move!" Some members of the crowd were actually on the edge of their seats, ready for the true show. The commentator spoke again, "Uh also Partial Metal Slave, he gave effort... Maybe. Anyway for the real fighters!"

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"Well comedy is part of my Handiwork. Oh! Hey uhm, on the subject of puns, does anyone know if Crystal is liking them?" Gabriel kept his attention on the Chef eying him as he kept on the defensive. Just because you are fighting a much stronger brute, doesn't mean you cannot stop to ask about the material. And now then back to thinking about how to win! he thought to himself.

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Gabriel laughed a bit as he was punched square off the chef, "OOF" Gabriel tumbled around in dirt, and spat out blood "First off Lily... This is not a fight of mere honor." Gabriel smirked, as he wiped some blood from his mouth "THIS IS FOR FREEDOM! And my fists are speaking the language of freedom! Oh and uh to be fair he DID say only fists. But that is a matter of rule interpretation!" Gabriel cackled a bit, as he smiled, as he got up and brushed the dirt off. He rushed towards the Chef as he swung one of his hands to strike the Chef's feet, before pulling it back and attempting to poke the Chef's eyes with his other Hans's index and middle finger, jumping up if needed. Gabriel did an impression of the Legendary Bard Moe, "Wiseguy eh!?" He dropped the impersonation, "Though we did never specify IF the fists had to always be fully closed! I guess we should have had some OVERSIGHT! But I suppose we were both BLIND in that regard. But I suppose it'll give some INSIGHT for later!"I love you puns. Gabriel thought to himself. He then attempted to maneuver away from the chef. "I guess I'm really COOKING now. Crowd I will ask this, do you care for the pun based humor, and if so what subject would you like me to work with? Or do you guys just want me to punch him around some more, without puns. But you can't spell punch without pun."

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

Senator Vicaver giggled as he watched Akira charge straight towards Zharkov. He wrapped his tongue around another berry he was fed. He gulped it down as he waggled his left index finger, "Willful slaves will be taught obedience. And Zharkov crushes Wills... Eheheheh. Most delightful." Senator Vicaver stretched his back as he laid down on the luxurious bed. He smirked a bit as he turned his head back as he heard a knocking on his door. Senator Vicaver grabbed a small ornate bell, which was situated near his chalice. He picked it up and rang it, the bell giving off a high pitch tone.

A service droid headed over to the door to open it. Senator Vicaver swiveled his head back to see who had entered, he smiled, "Magistrate come in... Watch as my slave has his will broken. It will be oh so delightful."

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

And so the glorious fight rages on!
Zharkov the Crusher, he whose bloodthirst is never quenched and will eliminate you in a horrendous way!
Shah'Nahul, he who is merciful and the guardian of all pit-brothers!
And Akira, Wannabe Hero.

Truly a Festival of Beasts to be remembered as it features our Protagonists ladies and gentlemen!

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Upon hearing his moniker, cheered out by Crystal, Gabriel grinned ear to ear, as he hopped back into a fighting position with a renewed vigor, shrugging off the pain he felt. Gabriel you are NOT going to let her down! Now let's finish off this jackass once and for all! He thought to himself. Gabriel quickly rushed towards the chef as he jumped in the air as he swung down a flurry of fists at the Chef's face, and as he was descending closer to the ground, he would try with his acrobatic precision to swing around his head and force the chef down to strike the ground, all the while laughing wildy. I really, really hope this works out for me. Also secondary thought, this should look cool. Damn it Gabriel! Why are you thinking about aesthetics when you need to win!? He thought to himself.

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Punting... The bane of all Vertically Challeneged Adventurers. Well hopefully this technique/move goes well, for Gabriel.

DUNGEON CRAWL!!: The Stylized Dungeon Crawling Adventure Game

Gabriel, suffered the same fate that many small-folk were cruelly forced to endure at somepoint, he was punted back, with a strike to the shins, hard. Gabriel fell back with a loud slam as he coughed up and spat out a bit."I thought we said no feet, only fists? Did you really just break the code we established at the beginning of the fight?" Gabriel slowly got up, panting as he glared at the man, "On a side note, you know I'm getting real tired of you calling me a 'squirt'. I wouldn't recommend doing it again."

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"Oh right, I am going to free her from the yoke of your tyranny!" Gabriel said as he shifted his foot backwards and rotating his body quickly away from the strike and then thrusting his fist towards the Chef to get his own punch in. "And -me- the jackass? If I was a jackass, that'd just be calling the kettle black sir pot. EH? Did you enjoy the banter with the kitchen implements? Tell me what you think of my material, and I'll consider doing a bit more of it..."

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

The chanting in the Arena was divided between "Shah-Nahul! Shah-Nahul!" and "Zharkov! Zharkov!". From the upper levels of the arena a voice announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, from the Honored Patricians, to the Simple Plebian castes... All are welcomed at the Festival of Beasts! For your amusement, we present to you! Two mighty bastions! Shah-Nahul a man of great mercy and heart!" The Zharkov fans began booing. "And Zharkov, a man of great destruction!" The Shah-Nahul fans began booing. "Which one has the greater instinct of the beast, who will the Goddess bestow favor upon!? LET THE FIGHT COMMENCE!"

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Far in the upper reaches of the Coliseum, Senator Vicaver sat down on a silk bed, as two Braxian slaves began waving giant fan leafs towards him. A slave-girl was hand-feeding the Senator berries that were a deep vermillion. Vicaver peered down at the arena floor as he grabbed an encrusted chalice filled to the brim with a light green substance. He brought the chalice to his nose as he sniffed at it, "Exquisite." The slave-girl paused in feeding him berries as he took a drink from his cup, as he returned it to the position he wanted. "... Well then my newest slave... You will be initiated, when you are broken..." He was fed another berry, "I hope you remember, you forced it upon yourself..."