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#5950 The Person Above You Game

Posted by Mizukage on 21 April 2007 - 09:31 AM in Chat-Box

/\ made himself a loincloth

#6921 The Person Above You Game

Posted by Mizukage on 11 June 2007 - 06:55 AM in Chat-Box

^owes me six bucks

#4605 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 10:59 PM in RP Archive

'he seems a little upset, this is excellent!' Montresor guessed that his enemy was tired of running, his hypothesis was proved correct when his opponent used the trident to pull himself Towards Montresor, his left hand raised in a death blow.

Feigning fear Montresor fell backwards, sliding his hand up the shaft of the trident and simultaniously delivered a thunderous kick to his oncoming targets groin, a blow that took advantage of Montresor's rippled muscles, his enemies forward momentum and the leverage created by his strong downward pull on the trident to offset his opponent's balance

#4610 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 02 March 2007 - 12:07 AM in RP Archive

the tight grip on his leg was an irritant, no more and his gauntlet saved the foot from crushing his hand, Montresor found himself dangling by his right foot, right hand pinned to the ground by a shaky foe, 'excellent' Montresor thought upon seeing the signal from the emperor, early but unmistakable. Death.

Hiding his movements with a left footed heelkick to face of his shaken opponent's head Montresor released the trident and grabbed his second beltknife in his left hand and stabbed at the hidden artery in his captor's groin. 'nowhere to hide now'

#4603 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 10:48 PM in RP Archive

"beautiful! very Nice!" Montresor murmured to his fleeing opponent, 'but the gods favor ME above all!' Before his opponent had gotten too far Montresor was on his feet, and and noiselessly thrust his trident into ((or at, but it IS pretty much unavoidable)) his opponents unprotected back.

#4612 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 02 March 2007 - 12:28 AM in RP Archive

(( I think I'll just Ignore the auto hit)) 'my own trident, how typical' As soon as he felt the knife catch on his opponents hip Montresor pulled his legs in and pushed the knife up to up-end his opponent, pushing the enemy foreward onto his stomach on top of Montresor causing his right shoulder to become separated He could clearly here the death rattles coming from his recent victims throat through the pain.

(( I believe this is over?))

#4614 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 02 March 2007 - 12:51 AM in RP Archive

(( Cool, it just sounded funny, no problem)) Hearing the roar of the fake crowd Montresor heaved the "corpse off of his back, walked unsteadily to his trident and raised it in a tribute to the crowds a magnificent roar went up as the arena faded back to its original form.

With pain shooting through his shoulder and chest Montresor grabbed his fallen net, "still in one piece, good" then returned to the "body" which he rolled onto its backside, so to remove the dagger from its groin, and pick up his fallen one, cleaning them on the "corpse's" pant leg.

He then pulled out a small notebook from his belt. Montresor then took his opponents thumb and dipped it in the blood "may I?" and placed it firmly against the empty page he had turned to. Thus cataloged Montresor stood up, bowed to the stranger in the seats and walked to the infirmary singing an old Terran song send in the clowns looking for a fix and maybe a well earned massage. ' I love my job'

#5276 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 29 March 2007 - 08:25 PM in RP Archive

This whole system, merely being based on wordplay, with no base to build on, there is a reason why D&D and other tabletop games work, they are based in imperical processes.

You roll a die and math ensues, you do not describe the action UNTIL you are certain it succeeds, the forum nazi is also cramping the style, I side with Casey.

#5273 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 29 March 2007 - 08:05 PM in RP Archive

This is pathetic. I withdraw from the arena.
Some semblance of order and inevitablity is always present in a real battle.

I know this better than just about any of you.
Continue with your foolishness.

#4670 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 05 March 2007 - 12:04 PM in RP Archive

" nothing like a good massage after a workout" Montresor said to the dark hall as he walked back to the arena. He had thought at length about the art of combat during his near fifty year stay in this underground oasis. How long had it been since the Reichsf?hrer himself had commissioned this? And Why? questions, but no answers but this is the territory of a scholar. Montresor was shaken from his musings when he was struck with a massive change in temperature. "cold, setting 2 then?" his inquiry was answered when he saw the tundra before him, with two figures twirling around each other in a close spiral, a chain connecting both.

Montresor then took his regular position above the infirmary exit and watched the new arrivals enter his Arcadia

#4599 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 09:52 PM in RP Archive

With his lever gone and the kick blocked Montresor had nowhere to go but down.

Bringing the trident down laterally underneath him with the point facing to his right Montresor landed on his knuckles, in a push up position, then released the trident and spun on his hands to bring his left knee into the small of his opponents back with enough force to shatter vertabrae.

((alright babe, hit me with your best shot))

#4596 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 09:33 PM in RP Archive

His opponent was desperate and Montresor could see it. The butt struck his opponents chin with enough force to knock him out, but again this wiry spellshaper withstood the blow. also, his opponent had given yet another beautiful opportunity, Montresor stuck the trident's head into the sand and using it as a lever sprang up to deal a two booted kick to his opponent's neck and chest thinking 'if I had hit him hard enough with my butt he should have trouble avoiding this'

#4543 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 26 February 2007 - 10:45 PM in RP Archive

Montresor turns to his partner with a gesture to the cleaned ring "so how about it? do you want to, mess around? I hope you can present a challenge to these old bones"

#4506 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 25 February 2007 - 05:01 PM in RP Archive

"How astute, but surely even YOU can feel the chakra coming to a head, this is a battle of attrition." Montresor takes a look out at the field " and i think things are going to erupt. its gonna take a severe shock to shut down the brute, his next move isn't likely going to be enough."

#4476 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 23 February 2007 - 01:09 PM in RP Archive

Upon arriving at the treasured arena Montresor was confused by the extremely dry air in the stands while the battlefield seemed to have undergone an extensive soaking, tendrils of mist still curled around the war zone.

After taking a seat Montresor was able to distinguish the combatants. "Four?" he said to himself quizically, but soon noticed the caster in the corner of the field, "Ahh, Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu, very nice." Montresor turns to the young skinny man beside him and says "but its not enough for Kakashi ((meh!)) wanna lay some odds? that Berserk has alot more fight in him."

#4465 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 23 February 2007 - 08:49 AM in RP Archive

Just outside the small subterranian village Montresor stands watching the arrival of the new warriors, they trickle in with a mix of fear and awe on their faces. Almost always they proceed to the great Colosseum. there was no doubt in his mind that he was easily the eldest of the warriors, he had been one of the originals in this hell, but he had no doubt that these pitiful recruits could not match his guile.

Picking up his trident and net, Montresor proceeded back into the town, to find a match. Upon reaching his favorite gathering hall he posted a challenge.

fighter wanted for a match, Type ten setting 3, and remember, Nemo me impune lacessit. I'll be waiting.

he then proceeded to the arena, hoping to catch the end of a battle. it was going to be a good day.

#4552 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 27 February 2007 - 03:43 PM in RP Archive

With a simple look Montresor could see the mysticism that swirled around this strange being, but knew for a fact that intelligence outwieghed aged religions and superstitions. " Special rules eh? hmm, setting 3 type two, shall we then?" and with that Montresor props himself up with his trident, grabs his razored net and hobbles towards the ring.

#4565 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 28 February 2007 - 12:23 PM in RP Archive

when he reached the centre of the pit Montresor turned to his wiry opponent and said with a shrug "the forms must be obeyed" then, turning to the newly created 'Emperor's Seat" ((casey, if you would assume the role?)) and shouted, "we who are about to die salute you!" then throwing down his feeble guise Montresor showed his true agility and rushed to close the distance with his opponent yelling "you should have thought this out more, you seem to be at a great disadvantage!"

(( show me on the field, I don't think the combos will suffice in cracking my cunning.))

#4586 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 01:20 PM in RP Archive

suprised and confused that his net did not grab his enemy's foot Montresor brought the butt of his trident up, hard aiming at his opponents exposed chin, and dropping down on his right knee, to catch the foot aimed to trip him and readied his dagger.

#4581 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 01 March 2007 - 10:51 AM in RP Archive

" ahh, how I love close combat!" Montresor yelled as he closed in on his now defensive enemy, manuvers circled through his mind as he decided on what to do, 'he wants my trident, so i'll give it to him.' Montresor threw his weighted net straight at his enemy in a spiderwep fashion hoping to trap him under its enveloping folds, he then grabbed his 1st dagger with his now free right hand and taking the trident in a two handed stab form strafed quickly to the left for a thrust at his target's side, gauntleted right arm leading.

#4571 Battle Arena

Posted by Mizukage on 28 February 2007 - 02:30 PM in RP Archive

Upon seeing his opponent run for the knives on the wall Montresor calculated a trajectory, 'he's testing me' he thought to himself, 'I'll play along.' Montresor took a half step and tumbled under the one knife that seemed closest to him. He got up in a flash and dropped into a more defensive position, low to the ground with his left hand holding the trident in the middle and his plated right arm grasping his net by an edge sweeping the ground in front of him, now he slowly approached his opponent. "Run or fight, you have no other option spellshaper, I'll make this easy for you. come, face me like a real man."