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Jorza
02/09/2003 10:23 AM

In the gladiator rings of Caprona, only the strongest survived. The weak fell like flies before the fall of the sword and the blast of mage-fire and dragon breadth.

The games were the favored blood sport of many of the citizens of the ancient town. People traveled from the far corners of the world to witness the battles and cheer the victor. The battles were always brutal and to the death.

Every year the champions of the ring would challenge all newcomers to test their skill against the Master Gladiators. The prize would be the glory of having beaten a champion of Caprona and to the victor went a solid gold statue of Pyrite- the mightiest of golden dragons, weighing more than a small child.

The banners were out. All takers were welcome. The contestants would first fight each other, and the winners would then have to prove their worth against the Master Gladiators.

The list was being written by the clerics, and all those who wished to join the championship games were asked to give their names to the busy scribes:To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

eswiftfire
02/09/2003 10:39 AM

OOC: Hehe, thought you were going to start something based on that cool horror flick."Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Jorza
02/09/2003 3:02 PM

OOC: *GRIN* Sorry to disappoint. I have not seen that movie yet. Maybe I will nick some ideas and start something up when I do.To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

PrincessOfDarkness
02/09/2003 4:19 PM

I was thinking it was gonna be LotR....

Lesse, i have Karina in two posts, Syr in one, and Krystal in Fernwood......i think i'll take Asuu, my girl with the whip. (i have a thing for whips...)
***

She paitently waited on line. SHe was weaponless, except for a small whip on her thigh. SHe was thin, and tall, with short brown hair and silver eyes. And currently, it was her turn on line.

THe scribe looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "This isnt for children."

"I know." Asuu said, with a squeeky voice from puberty (sorry...ack...>_<) "I'm wanting to join the real thing. My name is Asuu Nehordrin."

"I cant sign you up girl, i'm only you a favor."

"Do it, scribe. I wont blame you if i lose a nail." She said sarcastically.

The scribe sighed and wrote her named down, and sighed.

"Next."

Asuu walked away, thinking about how badly she'd be underestimated this time.

Jorza
02/11/2003 7:25 AM

OOC: Cool, let me see who else is going to join the games, otherwise your girl child will win by default.To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

PrincessOfDarkness
02/11/2003 8:01 AM

*grin* Well, that would be a short post, woulnd it?

Jorza
02/11/2003 11:46 AM

too trueTo be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

Crimson
02/11/2003 12:53 PM

"Rathor" The giant man said. Standing at 6'4 he was an immense sight. And the giant hammer in his hand, was something to note as well.

"noted" The scribe said.

Rathor moved on. For someone of his size he could move quite gracefully. The hammer didn't even seem to encumber him.

Most people always underestimated the speed at which he could move. But he didn't mind that of course. It was all in his advantage.

(OOC: Always wanted to do something like this. And yes there should be more people here.)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/11/2003 5:32 PM

Asuu glared at the giant. "Well, that was sterotypical." she mumbled. "the huge guy with the giant hammer. Oh well, no matter."

eswiftfire
02/12/2003 2:58 AM

Eliar Swiftfire sat among the crowd, eating popcorn, staring at the other female spectators.

"Whoa." The all-powerful alien mage keanu'd. "That girl's stacked. Huh huh huh."

"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Jorza
02/12/2003 6:00 AM

OOC: COOL- spectators in the arena as well! Going to wait some more for more people understandably. When the list is filled, I’ll announce the first set of games. Ok?To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

Straea
02/12/2003 9:34 AM

OOC:Want some more spectators?Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Crimson
02/12/2003 12:10 PM

OOC: Maybe if there aren't many fighters. You can make up some extra's for us to beat up. Like in those movies, where you see a guy in only one fight. Gives us something to do.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/12/2003 12:27 PM

*nods in agreement*

SoaringEagle
02/12/2003 1:53 PM

OOC: hmm... this sounds rather interesting. I think i'll try a knew character I made.

BIC: As he waited in line he twirled his two blades around. He was very good when it came to a speedy attack. Although he was alittle built he could still hold his own. After awhile the line moved and he decided to stop just incase he hit somebody... which he didn't do often. "Name please?" said the scribe. "Duncan Morrack." He said and then turned and walked away.

Straea
02/12/2003 5:54 PM

A short man, not very built nor handsome man walks up to the scribe. He carries an old sword with him. It is painfully obvious from the clumsy way he carries the weapon that he does not know how to use it.
The scribe looks up at him, arches an eyebrow, then goes back to his scroll.
"Name?"
"Person Fells."
"Person? What sort of name is that?"
Person shrugs. "My parents weren't very imaginitive...in fact, when I was born, the midwife took one look at me and said 'Oh great, another useless person in the world.' And that's how I got my name."
Walks over to stand with the other contestants.

OOC: (sarcastically)Gee, think he'll make it past the first round...Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Straea
02/12/2003 5:54 PM

A short, not very built nor handsome man walks up to the scribe. He carries an old sword with him. It is painfully obvious from the clumsy way he carries the weapon that he does not know how to use it.
The scribe looks up at him, arches an eyebrow, then goes back to his scroll.
"Name?"
"Person Fells."
"Person? What sort of name is that?"
Person shrugs. "My parents weren't very imaginitive...in fact, when I was born, the midwife took one look at me and said 'Oh great, another useless person in the world.' And that's how I got my name."
Walks over to stand with the other contestants.

OOC: (sarcastically)Gee, think he'll make it past the first round...Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/13/2003 3:47 AM

OOC: LOL! PERSON FELLS! LMAO!

***

Asuu went over to the huge muscular guy and stared at him. Noticing how she was 5'4 and he was 6'4, she began to poke him in the ribs until he answered.

"Hey! Big strong sterotypical guy! WAZZZZZZZZZZZUP???! (JK ^_~) hey, i think that its going to be a a good fight between you and me."

Crimson
02/13/2003 5:37 AM

Rathor looked down on the little girl holding her whip. He could she from the way she held her stance, she knew how to fight.
"Perhaps, it will." Rathot replied. He never was a talkative person.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/13/2003 8:12 AM


"Perhaps, it will."


Asuu could tell this man wasnt the talkitive type. She could also sum up in his stance and the way his sword was on his belt that he was an experianced fighter. She glanced at the sword, and instantly realized that it was goign to prove a problem. A Bastard sword, often called hand-and-a-half sword, leaned against his thigh. One look at his muscles told him that this man could handle the sword easily in one hand.

Strange, she thought, he should probaly have some use for his other hand if he wants to have a chance.

"So, why are you here? Money? Fame? Power? I'm Asuu Nikoria (if the name was different, i'm changing it), and i'm from Neraka. But i'm not bad, i just live there."

OOC: PLay the typical sterotype please: you live in Neraka, you worship the dark queen, etc. She's got the Jasla thing: She lives in Neraka, but shes not bad.

Jorza
02/13/2003 9:27 AM

OOC: Way to go, now we have people- we can let the games begin:

ROUND 1

The scribes looked upon their list and by divine guidance drew forth the names:

The tall man in dark robes rose and faced the audience.

“The first two contenders shall be, the two top names on my list”.

OK people: - you know who you are!

Just some guidance rules-

No using magic on round one.
The arena is large enough to accommodate two fighting dragons and you can use airborne creatures to carry you.
You cannot turn invisible.
Before you play you have to specify your hit points, charisma number out of 6, skill level, and etc…you know the standard vital statistics drill for RPG.
One attack per person.
When you have written up your stats I will toss a coin and see who goes first.
Ok?

Let me know if you have any probs.
To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

Straea
02/13/2003 1:27 PM

OOC: I don't know how to build stats for Person tho....oh, here comes another spectator.
BIC: A cloaked figure, of medium height, stayed hidden in the shadows. All that could be seen of this persons features were it's eyes, almond shaped and hazel. A fellow spectator in the stands tapped the person on the shoulder.
"Hey, can you see alright from there?"
"I can see just fine," a femine voice said. "Thank you for your concern."
"Alright....hey, they're about to start!"
"Good," said the figure, smiling from the tone of her voice. "Let's see how they do. I need some entertainment before I continue on my way."Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
02/14/2003 12:04 AM

"Oh goody. They are about to start." Eliar said while munching popcorn. "I'm going to place my bet on... er... hm.... maybe I shouldn't bet right now." "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Crimson
02/14/2003 6:51 AM

OOC: Interesting way of doing the fight. Also my character has a hammer, not a sword.

Stats:

Str: 18
Dex: 16
Agi: 17
Wis: 13
Int: 12
Chr: 4 (ugly ain't he?)

BIC:

Rathor went to stand on his side of the ring. Flexing his mussles and weighing his hammer, he awaited his oponent.


(OOC: I would prefer freeform fights though)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/14/2003 8:26 AM

OOC: oops, sorry.
Here are Asuu's char stats

Str: 13
Dex: 18
Agi: 16
Wis: 14
Int: 14
Chr: 17

Ya, me too...

BIC~

Asuu stood next to the big tall guy, she paitently regripped the handle of her whip several times until she had found the worn part of it where she was most fond of it.

"Ooh yay!" She squeaked. "The first fight!"

OOC:
You wanna go first Rath, or me?

eswiftfire
02/14/2003 10:53 AM

OOC: I don't know about you all, but adding this whole stats thing really lowers the realism and limits the space for creativity. "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Jorza
02/14/2003 4:07 PM

OOC:

Fair enough- by popular demand we will scrap that system and go with the free form idea. Never let be said that Jorza put a dampener on creativity. I was going to use it to keep score but if you guys prefer the other way- go for it! Each player has 50 hit-points in the arena, we will try, and figure out how good an attack is as we go along? I am impartial so points will be given for skill, courage and creativity of mind. The ‘spectators’ feel free to criticize my points system. I am just asking for trouble now aren’t I? *laugh* ok let’s try it!

BIC:

The High Tor stood on the podium beneath the golden canopied balcony that overlooked the grand arena. He raised a hand.

“Let the Games of Caprona begin! Round One: Asuu with whip versus the giant Rathor”.

The crowd hushed in anticipated glee as the two combatants entered The Ring. To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

Crimson
02/15/2003 2:32 AM

OOC: I'm cool with score by creativity, style, and realism. But in a true fight, combatants respond to each others attacks. So I'll give it a try.

BIC:

Rathor stood ready, hammer in hand. With the sound of the bell he cam into action. Quickly moving forward, swingin the hammer backwards. Carefully aimed, the hammer swung upwards at Asuu.


OOC: Let's warm up first, and see how this works as a fight.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

eswiftfire
02/15/2003 9:47 AM

Eliar started waving signs.

The first one was:

VISIT ME AT THE OOC:ESWIFTFIRE THREAD!!!

The second one was:

MORE BLOOD AND MORE VIOLENCE! GIMME SOMETHING R-RATED!! (something X-rated won't hurt either...)

The third one was:

I WANNA SEE SOME GUTS FLYING AROUND, PEOPLE!!!

The fourth one was:

LOOK FOR ME AT FUTURE FELLOWSHIP 2 TOO! ANYONE CAN STILL JOIN!



"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Leandra
02/15/2003 1:49 PM

"DOWN IN FRONT!" A voice shouted from behind the signs.

It was the blue-cloaked figure, seated up on the second highest bleacher from Eliar, with a tub of popcorn in one arm and Cola in the other.

"Watch were your waving those things Eliar Poofstealer. I can’t see the arena when you do that!"


My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/16/2003 1:32 PM

OOC: LMAO "poofstealer" btw, i have laughing while writing this, so mind my typos...


Rathor stood ready, hammer in hand. With the sound of the bell he cam into action. Quickly moving forward, swingin the hammer backwards. Carefully aimed, the hammer swung upwards at Asuu.


BIC:

Asuu already knew the hammer was coming. she dodged it easily, and cracked her whipped near his fingers. SHe had missed, but it was enough to give him a little shock. "Nice try, Rathor, but i'm faster then i look." she grinned, and handspringed away from the hammer again.

She ran towards the giant and with a bit of careful timing, she jumpe donto his hammer, and literally flew over his head. Unfortunatly, she had misjugded it, so she went tumbling into the dirt. However, she still had time to lash his legs. the last time, she hooked onto his left leg, and ran the oppisite way. the giant tumbled into the dust, and she unhooked him and ran backwards into the oppisite corner in which Rathor was dusting himself off.

OOC:
The only problem with thread fights is that you can do whatever you want.

Jorza
02/16/2003 1:49 PM

OOC:

Exactly- that is why I wanted to put a few limits, not to spoil it but just so that you work within the framework of your character. Since you both have already posted your fact sheet, that is fine!

One attack per person at a time sound fair?
To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

PrincessOfDarkness
02/16/2003 4:15 PM

OOC *shrug* you started it, you get to decide who wins...*glances at webpage* I am so cruel.....I think i should not kill Tanis....*ponders*

eswiftfire
02/16/2003 7:23 PM

OOC: Well, I think it's better if the players are the ones who decide who wins and who loses instead of Jorza. If both didn't want to lose, just fight on... i'm sure one will soon get bored and decided to throw the match away. But remember, don't write the actions of the other combatant.

IC:

Eliar smirked. "Oh, it's you, BCW. Poofstealer eh? Watch this!"

A sign materialized on his hand with a POOF! POOF! POOF! and it read:

"Eliar Is God."

Then, the sign disappeard with another POOF! POOF! POOF!

"Now, how about a wager? It's boring if I have no one to root for in this tournament." "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Crimson
02/17/2003 3:06 AM

(OOC: Uh yeah, I gave you the chance to react to the comming hammer. You could've at least given me a chance to react to your whip around the legs. Don't forget Rathor is huge and heavy, you don't just tip someone like him over.)

Rathor got up not bothering to dust himself of, he sprinted at the little vixen. Not even bothering to pick up the hammer, he dashed at her with incredible speed. And at the right moment threw his right fist forward, landing straight in her stomach. Sending her flying backwards.

(OOC: There now we're even. Let's get back to a proper fight.)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/17/2003 6:49 AM

OOC: lol. And the whip thing, i had to run in the oppisite direction to make him tip.

BIC~

Asuu was completely winded. she had rammed straight into teh wooden boards of the arena, and she could feel warm blood running down her back. The shirt was sticking to her cuts, and it would not be good. Remembering she had an undershirt on, she pulled off the heavy leather armor she was wearing, and felt much much lighter. Grabbing her whip, she ran straight at Rathor, slid between his legs, and sent her whip flying towards his back. If it hit, then they would be identical. A man walks into a bar and falls down.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Straea
02/17/2003 7:20 AM

Person watched the fight between Assu an Rathor with growing dread. He was way out of his league here, and wasn't sure how he was going to survive. Always assuming he lasted for five minutes...


BACK IN THE STANDS: The mysterious figure watched the fight going on, ignoring the patron with the signs. This was just what she needed to take her mind off of life for awhile. So far the first match seemed about evenly paced, both combatants were making a fair show of it. She hoped they would continue on like they currently were, and that the other fights would be just as good.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Jorza
02/18/2003 9:30 AM

The monks continued to write down obscure marks on the dry parchment as each blow fell. Their expression were detached, and unemotional. Their eyes calculating...

OOC: I like that idea! Saves me having to stick my head out and ruin someone's day by saying they lost! Ha! Cool fight BTW.To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

Leandra
02/18/2003 1:40 PM


"Now, how about a wager? It's boring if I have no one to root for in this tournament."


Pfffft!! Those are second-rate poofs! You cant even do them right!." she snickered.

"As for a wager…Hmmm…I'll pace my bet on that large hammer flinging fellow over there for this round. And I’ll wager this!"

In a sudden POOF!a handy dandy notebook appeared on her lap.

“My ever so reliable, element proof, Handy Dandy notebook. Complete with crayon! What have you got to throw into the pot?” she asked, stuffing her face with popcorn.
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/19/2003 10:24 AM

OOC: Is the crayon green? How many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one to screw it in, but 99 to complain about the screwing part.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Straea
02/19/2003 11:02 AM

OOC: Yeah, if you have the Handy Dandy Notebook, then you must have a green crayon....Hey, are you sitting in your thinking chair?Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/19/2003 6:16 PM

I'm sitting in my computer thinking chair. My THINKING thinking chair is three feet away. How many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one to screw it in, but and an unlimited men to boast about the screwing part.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
02/20/2003 8:00 AM

"Okay, I'll take the girl then. And I'll wager this!"

A box of autographed pink underpants appeared on his hands in a large
POOF!

"The infamous Pink Underpants of Doom autographed by yours truly. Put it on your victim's head and his head will go SPLAT!" Eliar cackled evilly.

"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

[Edited by eswiftfire on Thursday, February 20, 2003 8:01 AM]

Leandra
02/20/2003 9:57 PM

"Done Poofstealer! And we'll put the items in here...."

In another grand POOF! a large rusty safe
appeared on an empty arena seat.

The BCW opened the safe and placed her notebook inside.My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

Jorza
02/21/2003 4:31 AM

OOC: I love it! But what happened to the epic battle?To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

PrincessOfDarkness
02/21/2003 4:42 AM

I dunno, whoever i was fighting dissapeared. But Rathor, BEWARE OF THE UNDERPANTS OF DEATH! How many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one to screw it in, but and an unlimited men to boast about the screwing part.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
02/22/2003 2:42 AM

(OOC: My most sincere appologies about my absens. I have a new internship, and am still having to get use to the hours. So i'll try to post more often.)

Rathor felt a sharp snap on his back, causing a slight trickle. Not wasting any thought, he lifted his right foot and started to bring it down on the girl.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/22/2003 2:59 AM

OOC: A job is good!

Oh, She thought, that's original. STEP on me.

Dodging it except for a finger, she winced in pain and noticed she had broken most of the bones in it. Luckily it was only a pinkie finger. She ran towards the other side to get a head start and attempted to jump on his head or shoulders. How many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one to screw it in, but and an unlimited men to boast about the screwing part.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Jorza
02/22/2003 5:47 AM

A cheering section had broken out on the north wing of the wall. “YOU GO GIRL!”

They were boo’s at, along with hisses and jeers by the ‘Giant Support Group’ that had gathered in the southern section of the ring.

“GIANT! GIANT!”, they were calling.

“Things seem to be hotting up,” said the first commentator.

“Yes” agreed the second commentator. “It will be a push to see who draws first blood”.

The High Tor watched with the impassive face of one who had seen it all before. And then his eyes widened with the surprise of one who had evidently not seen it all before, as a Gnome streaker ran across the pitch!

“Um” said the first commentator.

“He runs fast for a little guy,” said the second commentator. “He’s outrunning the monks chasing him. Oh, they’ve got him now. Oh, Poor little guy. They’re taking his telemetric sub-quasi speed machine away from him. Back to the fight then…”To be or not to be, ay there's the point,
To die, to sleep, is that all? Ay all:
No, to sleep, to dream, ay marry there it goes.
For in that dream of death, when we awake..

eswiftfire
02/22/2003 10:21 AM


The BCW opened the safe and placed her notebook inside.


Eliar did the same with his box of Underpants of Doom. "Heh, the girl's gonna win. I can feeeeeeel it!"


OOC:

Great job with the commentators, Jorza. I was about to suggest that too.

And the Underpants of Doom is a reference of my Harry Potter fanfic (http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1005783).



"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Crimson
02/23/2003 3:34 AM

Rathor saw the little girl trying to jump on him. With amazing grace, he managed to elude her. Quickly he ran over to where his hammer lay, picked it up and charged her.

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"Did I miss much?" A seemingly small girl said comming to sit next to Eswiftfire. She seemed a small girl, but she carried a mature look. She also had a hammer hanging from her robes. Which looked a lot like the one Rathor wielded.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

eswiftfire
02/23/2003 6:42 AM

ELIAR SWIFTFIRE turned to the girl. "Not much. I dunno, I think it's still a draw. They're pretty even... I think." Then, noticing the hammer. "You're Rathor's daughter or something?" "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Crimson
02/23/2003 9:59 AM

"No," The girl said, "he is my guardian." Keeping her eyes on the fight.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/23/2003 12:50 PM

Missing Rathor, she fell but gracefully rolled out of it. Pulling out her whip again and cracking it (making the audience cringe) twice, she (OOC: gonna find out when he's naughty or nice ^_^) , she settled herself into a strong stance. "YOu're better then i thought." she said to him. "Not like the other muscular brutes i've fought who are complete morons." How many men does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one to screw it in, but and an unlimited men to boast about the screwing part.

In the Name of Her Dark Majesty, the Queen Tahkisis
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
02/24/2003 8:14 PM

Eliar snickered at the girl's 'attempts' of trashtalking. "This is sooooo like something uttered by those magical girls in Saturday Morning Animes... not that I would know anything about it. Since I'm an all-powerful, worlds-destroying mage of infinite power and would never stoop to watch SUCH asinine lameass crap... even though I AM attracted to girls with long legs and wearing very short skirts. *cough*""Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Jorza
02/25/2003 10:05 AM

The gully dwarfves entered the ring during intermission for the requisite hit parade. The result was predictable and deafening! Gully dwarf cheerleaders were just plain scary...

and the fight continued with the ringing of the second bell:-The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

eswiftfire
02/26/2003 9:41 AM


The gully dwarfves entered the ring during intermission for the requisite hit parade. The result was predictable and deafening! Gully dwarf cheerleaders were just plain scary...


Eliar shuddered for a moment, what he saw made him remember the dwarven ballet dancers he used to summoned during his poem-making sessions."Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

PrincessOfDarkness
02/26/2003 10:07 AM

Asuu had tied a couple of strips of cloth around her hands to get better grip (and so she didnt bleed when the whip kicked back at her). she also put a splint on her shattered pinkie, and pulled off her shoes and left them in the corner. She'd need to pull out all the stops to avoid him and that damned massive hammer. That had GOT to go.

Standing back in the arena, she gripped her whip and ran straight in front of Rathor, slid under his knees, and sent her whip flailing at the back of his head. Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
02/26/2003 12:24 PM

That move wasn't going to work twice on Rathor. Seeing her slide between his legs again, he quickly turned his torso. Placing his hammer in the path of the whip. The whip neatly spun around it, and he yanked the weapon out of her hands. Immediately the hammer went into a downward swing onto her.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Leandra
02/26/2003 1:19 PM

OOC: Ooog sorry for the disappearance. My computer exploded and I had to put it back together again. :(
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IC:

Throughout most of the fight, the Blue-cloaked woman had ungraciously fallen asleep. It was, of course, unintentional. Early on, before the battle took place, she had accidentally dropped some sleeping solution (that she just so happened to be carrying) into her drink.

The potion soon took effect causing her to doze off, just as Poofstealer shoved a box of deadly underpants into the safe.

How did this happen you ask??

Well… it just did, so there!

Soon after, the effects of the solution wore off and she woke up in a start, dropping a tub of popcorn on Eliar’s head.

“Whoah…hey... whaddd’I miss?” She asked groggily, rubbing her cloaked head. “Whooo’s winnin? I’sit Rathor?”
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

eswiftfire
02/26/2003 7:01 PM


Soon after, the effects of the solution wore off and she woke up in a start, dropping a tub of popcorn on Eliar’s head.

“Whoah…hey... whaddd’I miss?” She asked groggily, rubbing her cloaked head. “Whooo’s winnin? I’sit Rathor?”


Eliar stifled a yawn, before the tub of popcorn fell on his head.

"Well, neither's winning... yet." He replied. "Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

PrincessOfDarkness
02/26/2003 7:09 PM

'Aw damn. It's a good thing i decided not to wear shoes.' She dodged the hammer easily, and pondered how to get her whip back. An idea sprang to her mind. 'Am i really that bad?' A second's thought. 'Yes.'

She grabbed some sand and threw it into his eyes, effectly blinding him. Then she used the seconds to think, and decided to use the really bad one.

She jumped onto his back.

'he aint gonna hit me with the hammer on him' Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
02/27/2003 1:53 PM

The little vixen was stuck on his back. Not wasting another second, he throaws himself backward to the ground. Landing on top of her, full weight.

(OOC: hehe)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
02/27/2003 4:56 PM

OOC: Hey, no fair. You keep...beating me! I just wanna dehammer you! GRRRR!!Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Straea
02/28/2003 10:29 AM

The woman sitting in the shadows watched as the giant flopped on his back, and wondered if he had succeded in squashing the girl that had been clinging to him like a tick. Half of her speculated on the mess, while another half of her sorrowed in the potential loss of life.

MEANWHILE.....
Person watched the two combatants in the ring, and swallowed hard. There was no way he was going to make it out alive, he was sure of it. But he had to do something with his life. Even if it meant getting himself killed, because then at least he would have done something good for the whole of humanity. Or so he believed.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Crimson
02/28/2003 4:33 PM

OOC: It'll just require some creativity from you side. Besides I haven't landed on you yet. There's still a chance to avoid getting sqaushed. Dehammering isn't that hard btw.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Jorza
02/28/2003 4:53 PM

“HAMMER! HAMMER!”

“WHIP! WHIP!”

“Well, it looks like the bloods up in the crowds!” said the first commentator.

“Yes” agreed the second, “they seem like a blood thirsty crowd tonight and they don’t look they’ll be happy till somebody draws first blood? Where is the guts and gore you ask yourself?”.
The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
02/28/2003 9:46 PM

As Duncan watched the battle he knew that he might just get killed fighting in this arena... but then again he could be wrong. It seemed that if he were to go on after his first match he wouldn't know who he would wanna fight. The giant had that huge hammer which could probably do some serious damage to his whole body. And the girls whip might just leave him with a couple of whip marks. Yet then again her looks might just throw him off also.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/01/2003 6:29 AM

Asuu looked up and saw two giant feet and rolled away. She hopped up onto her feet and ran straight into him, and brought her fist into his jaw, and was satified with a cracking noise. Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Straea
03/01/2003 8:46 AM

Person continued to watch, glad that the woman hadn't gotten sqooshed. He saw her hit the giants jaw, and winced as he heard the loud crack.
"Do you think that was his jaw or her hand?" he wondered aloud.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Crimson
03/01/2003 9:42 AM

OOC: Hehe nice. But i'm expecting a hurt hand.

Rathor burst up, sending Asuu reeling. Facing her with an angry look. The slight disforming in his face, told his jaw had broken.
He was still holding on to his hammer though. The whip, had allready fallen to the ground.

Rathot winced slightly at the pain. But wasn't showing any more. With a roar, which was heard throuhgout the arena, he stormed at the girl hammer poised.

OOC: Do we know who's going to win?Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/01/2003 11:52 AM

OOC: that's the problem with thread fights......I would like to

BIC~
'Ouch.' she thought to herself and nursed her hand. 'Damn, he's got a thick damn skull.'

She noticed she had an angry giant storming to her. Going up on her toes, she gracefully avoided the hammer (which made the arena shake)

She also noticed that her whip had fallen to the ground and was completely unnoticed. Dashing over to it, she cracked it once and nodded.

"Bring it, Rathor." Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Jorza
03/02/2003 5:59 AM

OOC: Don't worry about it. We'll all just pitch in with some ideas when the time is nigh.The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

Crimson
03/02/2003 11:20 AM

Slowly the giant started to move, circling his opponent. The girl was too fast his attack straightforward. So instead he decided on a different approach, continually moving around the girl. Not doing anything else.


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In the crowd the small cleric sat silently watching him.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/02/2003 2:18 PM

Asuu had learned long ago how to focus on two different things. That's what's she was doing now: Using one eye to watch the hammer (which had already shattered a finger) and the other to watch the giant, who was moving in circles around her.

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes (as she needed to focus on Rathor) she watched his circles and slowly backed herself into a corner. Knowing that he'd attack her (as teh odds were to good to be true- if this didnt work, she'd be dead)

She walked backwards until she hit the wall. scowling in concentration, she waited for the attack. Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
03/04/2003 7:47 AM

Rathor watched as the foolish girl backed into the wall. A very bad move on her side. Slowly he kept moving.

Without any warning he shot forward. The crowd went silent with amazement at the speed. In the blink of an eye he was right in front of her, bringing his massive hammer down on her.

Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/04/2003 3:04 PM

'YES!' She thought. 'His momentum wont let him stop me this time!'

Jumping up, onto the hammer, she ran onto his shoulders, and backflipped off. While she was doing all this, her whip caught his hammer and sent both of them flying into the stands.

"Psh, you fell into my trap! Now we're both weaponless!" Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Jorza
03/05/2003 10:58 AM

"Very slick" said commentator one with approval.The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

Crimson
03/05/2003 12:18 PM

Rathor was taken slightly by surprise, as were the innocent bystanders who ran for their lives.

So the girl thought his hammer was his strong point, well Rathor was certainly going to change that. With a leap he was in front of her, and with one sweep he picked her up with one of his giant hands.
With a single swing he threw the girl across the arena.


(OOC: Are there any chairs or other objects lying about the arena?)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Straea
03/05/2003 3:16 PM

Person watched the action, his apprehension growing, when he suddenly saw a seat cusion, followed by the seat itself, fly into the ring. Apparently there was someone up there who thought that the fighters could use more ammo.

~STANDS~
The mysterious person, who was a half-elf/half-kender, had a sudden burst of inspiration. She grabbed the nearest portable chair she could find, and flung it into the arena. The elvish half thought it was ridiculous as she watched the cusion and chair fly into the ring, but the kender half loved it, and wondered if anyone else would follow her example.

OOC: There's something in the arena NOW!Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/05/2003 5:14 PM

The throw was shocking to her head, but she recovered fast enough to land on her feet. Noticing the chair and cushion, she immdiatly grabbed the chair. Gettign a good running start, she handspringed into the stands (right, ironically next to Person) and found her whip. Grabbing the hammer, (which two hands) She brought it down on teh wooden bleachers and dropped it into the hole she had created. Jumping back into the areana, she landed back onto the chair and kneeled in a froglike posistion.

"Your hammer is right over there." She said, pointing to a wall. "If you're stupid enough to break the with your back to me, you can get it." Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
03/06/2003 12:32 PM

Rathor merely smiled. Suddenly a whistle could be heard coming closer.
The giant man raised his hand, and caught something. It was another hammer, smaller than the one he had before. But still a weapon.

Rathor turned his head towards stands, and smiled at the small cleric sitting next to Eswift. Then he turned towards Asuu, hammer poised in one hand.

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Maron, after throwing the hammer, got up and headed to where Rathor's hammer lay.


(OOC: it's amazing Asuu managed to lift that heavy hammer. Even Maron is going to have some trouble getting it out again.)Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Jorza
03/08/2003 7:57 AM

The first commentator looked to the second with a puzzled brow. He placed a hand over the microphone.

“Are they allowed to have outside assistance?” he asked.

The second commentator gave him a wolfish grin.

“Just this once, I won’t say anything if you don’t”. They nodded in agreement and then turned their attentions back to the match. The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/08/2003 9:28 AM

OOC: I know, Crimson. She pulled a muscle in her arm..or two..or three. or most of them...

BIC~
Asuu attemtped to backflip off the chair but fell becuase of the searing pain in her arm. ]
"Damn! I pulled a muscle lifting that damn hammer! Now he's go another one!"

Swearing, she folded up the chair in her good and and laid it to the said of the arena.

"HEY BCW AND MANLY GUY! HE'S GET A CHAIR AND A HAMMER! WHAT DO I GET?!?!"

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Wabuguk
03/08/2003 10:14 AM

(OOC: wuddup, just being part of the story and adding a change, since neither of u guys wanna die.)

Wabuguk twitched in anticipation. Now was his chance, the woman stood weaponless and her arm drooped oddly at her side.

Wabuguk was no warrior, he was a goblin. Standing about 4 feet tall and sporting a large pot belly a devilish red eyes, the goblin more looked like a demented child than anything one should be afraid of.

ANd they where right. Wabuguk was cowardly, even in goblin standards, but his drive for wealth usually took over and he was able to muster a certain amount of courage when the time presented itself.

Now was the time, he glanced quickly at the huge gold statue and grinned stupidly. Making his way through the crowd Wabuguk lept over the wall and into the arena.

He landed awkwardly and ending up landing sprawled out upon his face. Standing quickly and spitting sand the small fat goblin qith drew a crude and extremely rusty spear from his back.

"HARHAR! Lil girly ima stick yas!" The thought of the gold statue drove the young and inexperienced goblin to new hieghts of courage and he waddled forward in a strang charge, spear hefted clumisly at his side.Yous a flea.

Straea
03/08/2003 10:59 AM

Salmina (the cloaked figure) watched the fight below, and was pleased to see both fighters doing so well. Her eyes widened as an extremely ugly goblin ran into the ring, without any warning, and started to charge at the whip-girl. Salmina quickly reached under her cloak, and pulled out a bow and arrow. She nocked the arrow, and took careful aim. She wanted to at least cripple the goblin by shooting it in the leg.
"I hope no one here in the stands minds my doing this," she said, as she let the arrow fly. She held her breath, waiting to see if it would hit its target.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/08/2003 11:23 AM

Staring at Rathor with an injured arm and her whip in the other, she only noticed the goblin out of the corner of her eye. Cracking her whip in his face, she glanced at Rathor, she cracked it again and severed his nose. (the goblin..not Rathor.) Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Wabuguk
03/08/2003 12:02 PM

(OOC: yeah ok, i wasnt even close to you yet, so ill keep my nose )

Wabuguk didn't even see the arrow as it came streaking from the crowd. It was with pure luck that the waddling goblin avioded instant death as he suddenly stumbled and smashed into the ground just as the arrow came screaming right where his head had been.

Looking up through swollen eyes, Wabuguk noticed that the woman had got her whip back and was only twenty feet away.

And then suddenly his sudden and spontaneous courage winked out and Wabuguk became extremely afraid.

Screaming and wailing Wabuguk scrambled to his feet and waddled away. leaving his spear behind.Yous a flea.

Crimson
03/08/2003 12:34 PM

Rathor managed to hold on to his hammer before throwing it at the goblin.

This fight was getting long. And the girl wasn't appearing to be giving up. He admired such courage. Of course he came here to win.
With a deafening roar he charged at the girl.


OOC: btw this hammer is woman sized. So if you can get your hands on it, feel free to use it. Also his guard is slightly down.
Are there going to be anymore fighters? Otherwise, this is gonna be lame.

Oh and Wabuguk this is an arena fight. Not Mortal Kombat. We don't fight to the death.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Jorza
03/08/2003 5:35 PM

"What the hell was that?" asked the the tiny little bald man in the tangerine colored robes with a face like Ghandi, who was the Supreme Eminence known to all as the High Tor.

"I'm sitting at my chair in hysterics! That was just so lame and altogther too funny. I loved it!". He turned to the robed monk by his side. "I want to hire that goblin for the next round!".

The High Tor turned his attention back to the fight. The grand master studied the two combatants carefully.

"Time to bring this round to its ultimate conclusion fighters. This is not Mortal Kombat and so a life will not be taken in the ring. The winner must go on to fight the next contestant on the list, and so on. The ultimate warrior will then go on to fight the last champion of The Ring".

So saying the High Tor nodded and a gong went off in the distance to signal the last remaining ten minutes of Round One. All eyes turned to the giant egg timer and saw the grains of sand that slipped through to the bottom end.

"Ten minutes" repeated the High Tor.The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
03/08/2003 9:44 PM

As he watched he was getting restless. This battle was taking forever! He wanted to atleast have his match today! But then he heard a gong and looked over at the High Tor. "Finally, I might just be able to fight today."

PrincessOfDarkness
03/09/2003 7:08 AM

OOC: Can i impale you in the side?

'Ten minutes' she though to herself. 'No more fancy stuff.'

Picking up the spear of the goblin. She glanced at Rathor and loking for an opening. Running towards him, she hoped to leave with Rathor and a nice hole in his side.

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Jason (Hellforge): Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
May the Dark Queen walk with you
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
03/09/2003 7:21 AM

Rathor brought the (smaller) hammer down on the girl. Just then he felt a piercing feeling in his side. The little wench had stabbed him with the rusty spear. But with only ten minutes to go, he let the hammer swing down on her.

OOC: heh double knock out? Judges decision? :P Heaving great fun with this thread.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

eswiftfire
03/09/2003 12:15 PM

OOC: Calling my character ELIAR is waaaaaay easier than calling him ESWIFT, don't you think?

IC:

ELIAR, who had almost been dozing off during the past ten minutes of the fight, shot up from his seat. "What the...??? DAMN! They both hurt each other at the same time!! i gotta do something! I gotta do something! Maybe I'll toss the girl the nuke I got for my birthday? No, wait, that'll wipe out the entire city around here. Hmm... okay, I'll toss her a shotgun... damn, wait, no killings in the arena. Hoo boy."

Sighing, he sat back to his place and watched quietly.

"Oh, and Kalia's advice about ignoring the posts of those who irritate you is a sound one. It's what I usually do when some self proclaimed "oldies" start reminiscing about the good old days and then complain about how this forum isn't as fun as it used to be."

-Alanded

Crimson
03/13/2003 12:00 PM

OOC: Hello? I was kind of liking this thread.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/13/2003 2:56 PM

OOC:....?

BIC~
Asuu felt, and heard, and saw her arm crack.

"OWWWW!" she yelled and red filled her vision. NO ONE did that to her arms.

Grabbing the spear again, she glared at him, her left arm hanging limp and her whip at her side. Scowling, she glanced at her arm for second. It hung out at an odd angle, with a bump showing where the bone stuck out slightly.

Looking at Rathor, she gritted her teeth from teh pain, and smiled a small smirk. "Do you know what PMS is? If not, i'm going to show you. It involves pain, and alot of it!"

Though it all she couldnt help thinking. 'I hope he gets tetnus.'

OOC~
Since the fight is coming to an end, we have to decide who's going to win.

MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Crimson
03/15/2003 7:35 AM

Rathor staggered back slightly, his hand covering the gaping wound in his side. This had better not take to long.

"As a matter of fact I know what PMS is." He smiled.

With that the relieving sound of the gong game. The fight was over. The decission was for the judges now.

Rathor staggered of in the direction of the benches, where Maron was waiting for him to patch him up. As he walked he turned his head towards Asuu, "You need help with that arm?".

OOC: Figured I could end the fight in this way. Now it's up to Jorza to decide which of us won. I'll accept his decission.

Also we need more fighters.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/15/2003 10:55 AM

"Sure." She said and followed him. Looking up, she smiled at him. "You are one of the best i've fought, no doubt. I take back what i though about you getting Tetnus...who was the girl who threw you that hammer?"

She poked her arm gingerly and winced. "that's going to need a cleric. You got one?"

OOC: I will accept it as well Jorza.

[Edited by PrincessOfDarkness on Saturday, March 15, 2003 10:58 AM]

Crimson
03/16/2003 2:57 AM

"She is my charge." Rathor said proudly. "My duty is to protect her, but she sometimes returns the favor. Come, she can help you with your arm. You are quite a good fighter as well."

"You did well." Maron said as they approached. "But come those wounds will need proper care. Mishakhal can aid in that."

OOC: So she isn't the perfect cleric around. Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

eswiftfire
03/16/2003 6:03 AM

OOC: Now, the question is, WHERE'S jorza? "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

Jorza
03/16/2003 6:57 AM

OOC: Many apologies comrades. Been a bit busy of late and far away from anything vaguely cuboid.

BIC:

The High Tor rose to his full staggering height, all four feet of it. He raised his tiny hands into the air and the ring was suffused with a deadly silence. Even the two commentators in the High Tower ceased their wrangling over the best contender to hear what ultimate decision would be passed over by the little man.

“Contenders of the Ring. You have both battled with much valor and bravery. You have shown fortitude under the full gaze of the Ring, and I, the Ring Masters have all been much impressed with our two young heroes…BUT only one warrior can go through to the next round to fight the next contender on the list who is even now, donning the full body armour and preparing for the next match”.

An eerie wind blew across the Ring.

“The winner is…”.

OOC: Don’t you just hate cliffhangers!
The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

eswiftfire
03/16/2003 7:13 PM

"Uh oh, what if this whole thing's a draw?" Eliar muttered to himself."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

Crimson
03/20/2003 11:43 AM

OOC: If either this thread or Mortal Kombat does not continue. Then I'm out of here.Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

Leandra
03/20/2003 8:00 PM


“The winner is…”.


The BCW woke up in a start. "Gluteus Maximus!!....." she shouted reflexively.

"??......Oh wait, this isn’t anatomy class......were the heck am I?" she blinked a couple of times before remembering were actually she was.

"Oh yeah.....the fight..." she sighed slumping back into her seat. "HEY RATHOR!" she shouted towards him.

"You better have won! I bet my best notebook on you!"



My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/21/2003 6:08 AM

Where IS Jorza? I havent seen him/her (i dunno)...hasnt been posting on anything...MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Jorza
03/22/2003 8:16 AM

“The winner is … (equal rights being what it is these days) the foul mouthed little girl!”.The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
03/22/2003 10:09 AM

He was hanging on the edge of his seat, althought he wasn't sitting down, he was. Then the High Tor said who was the winner. "So if I can win my fight then I might fight her? Very interesting." He hoped that he would win his fight but who knows.

He looked down to were the two fighters were sitting. "I wonder who my opponent will be?"

PrincessOfDarkness
03/22/2003 5:48 PM

"WEEEEEE! I WON!!!" Asuu said and jumped around rather happily. She looked at Rathor. "TAKE THAT!" MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
03/22/2003 11:26 PM

"Hah. She won." Eliar said, although he was overwhelmed by the underwhelmingness of the entire situation. Turning to the BCW, he smirked badassedly. "Gimme your notebook, my dear.""Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

Straea
03/23/2003 6:21 AM

Person gulped. It looked like he would be fighting next. Luckily for him, (and too bad for his parents) this was a no kill arena. Oh well, he would do his best, learn a lesson, and continue on with his life the best he could.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/23/2003 7:45 AM

Asuu was still very happy and teh stuff that makes you happy in your brain had not settled down yet, so she looked over to the High Tor and yelled. "WHO'S BUTT AM I KICKING NEXT?"MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
03/23/2003 8:40 AM

Eliar grimaced and turned to BCW. "If the girl didn't give such a bad name to the wonderful art of trashtalking, I might be PROUD of betting on her." "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

Crimson
03/23/2003 11:54 AM

"It was a good fight." Was all Rathor said.

OOC: So will I fight in some losers bout? Or am I just out.
Why is it we always forget to keep the good things close to our heart, but let the bad things cloud our mind.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/23/2003 12:31 PM

OOC~
I'd think either a losers bout or you could make another character. MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Jorza
03/25/2003 11:14 AM

The High Tor shook his head. Fighters these days just lacked the dignity of the ancient heroes but what was an old man to do. He raised his arms into he air and uttered “Hoi!” to the mighty Paladin who resided above them all.

Paladin returned the sentiment.

The High Tor waited for the crowd to settle and then the fan fare trumpets began anew as the next two combatants entered the ring.

The High Tor looked at the girl who had so recently won and her over-dramatic display of acrobatics. He smiled benevolently at her and then turning whispered to the gladiator by his side-

“If she does not quiet soon you have my permission to smack her one. False modesty is one thing but this is ridiculous”.

The High Tor then looked upon the fallen Rathor.

“You will have a chance to redeem your honour in round three my son” he said.

Then all eyes were turned to the next round. ROUND TWO. As the trumpets and the cheering of the crowd died down, the gates at either end of the arena parted slowly.

Before the eyes of countless thousands stood: -
The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
03/25/2003 2:17 PM

OOC: Am I the next fighter? Or what???

Jorza
03/26/2003 2:50 PM

OOC: guess soThe time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

PrincessOfDarkness
03/27/2003 10:17 AM

OOC~
Straea? is Person fighting next or Me? MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

Leandra
03/27/2003 11:34 AM


“The winner is … (equal rights being what it is these days) the foul mouthed little girl!”.

"Hah. She won." Eliar said, although he was overwhelmed by the underwhelmingness of the entire situation. Turning to the BCW, he smirked badassedly. "Gimme your notebook, my dear."


“Awww Tarter Sauce!” The BCW angrily gnawed at the edges of her Blue-cloak.

“I hate these darned arena matches! They’re jimmy-rigged I tell you! JIMMY-RIGGED!” She promptly tore off a piece of her cloak in rage and swallowed it whole without thinking.

“……??…!!!…Cough-COUGH!!-HAACK!!...Pitoowhee!! Wheeze, Wheeze.GASP. Whew!...Alwrighty then Poofstealer.”

She said after spitting out a wad of blue cloth.

“You’re little whip-lash girl has won this round, but she wont be so lucky the next time!...I’ll see to that...Muwha-Hah-Hee…Oh-Ahem!” she straightened herself.

”And as promised, my notepad is yours.”

With tears in her eyes the BCW Poofed the rusty (and delightfully heavy) safe into Eliar’s lap.

“Sniff...Do what you will with it!.” she cried, poofing herself away to the nearest hotdog stand to drown her sorrows in mustard and pre-processed animal parts slapped together in an all white bread bun.
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

SoaringEagle
03/27/2003 1:25 PM

Duncan walked out to see many faces turned to his corner. He gave a weak smile to the fans then, he pulled out his blades and started twirling them and tossing them all over the place.. the crowd seemed to enjoy it! He smiled and then while throwing his blades up over his shoulder he did a couple of back flips and then a no handed back flip right under the blades. He caught them and put them away and waited.. for his opponent.

Straea
03/27/2003 2:38 PM

Person gulped again. He was supposed to fight THIS guy? Oh well, at least it wouldn't be a very long fight. His opponent looked like he could be very good. Glancing up at the crowds, Person took a tentative step out into the ring, and waited for the fight to begin.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
03/27/2003 6:25 PM


With tears in her eyes the BCW Poofed the rusty (and delightfully heavy) safe into Eliar’s lap.

“Sniff...Do what you will with it!.” she cried, poofing herself away to the nearest hotdog stand to drown her sorrows in mustard and pre-processed animal parts slapped together in an all white bread bun.


"Yes! Oh yes! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!" Eliar cried happily, attracting disgusted glances from old women. "Now, I'll know what BCW had been jotting down in her notepad all these while of stalking me!!!"

Prying the safe open, he started reading the notepad....

His eyes widened. "What the fu..."

The rest was drowned out by cheers from the audience, but some old women sitting near him (and could hear what he said) threw him disgusted looks again. "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

PrincessOfDarkness
03/28/2003 9:26 AM

Asuu paitently waited for teh fight to start. Aparently, it was a guy named Person, vs some other guy. she looked into the stands to see the guy who had betted on her playing with the notebook he had won. MY AVATAR DOESNT BELONG TO ME->(C) Brian Clevinger

Dannie: Hey, you know there's a new birth control drug out. Guess what the side effects are?
Hellforge: Heart Attack, stroke, and death?
Me: Pregnancy?

***
In the name of the Dark Queen
Karina Half-Elven Majere
Princess of Darkness

eswiftfire
03/28/2003 9:39 AM

"EEEEEEK! How did she know that I've bought the latest issues of 'Playmage' and 'Witches Without Breeches' last night????" Eliar shrieked."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Jorza
03/28/2003 7:33 PM

The High Tor clapped his hands together in the ancient signal to begin the fight. Scanning the crowd, his old eyes seemed to light on a figure lost in the thick of the crowd. She was ravishing. A beauty. A nymph.

It wasn't a mole on her nose but a beauty spot.

Why she didn't look a day over nine-hundred and ninety-nine!

The High Tor winked at the disconcerted old woman sitting next to Eliar. By now the old woman was very afraid.

The High Tor then winked at Eliar.

"Round Two!" announced commentator one....
The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

eswiftfire
03/30/2003 11:14 PM


The High Tor then winked at Eliar


"Ew. Is he trying to flirt with me?" Eliar stared at disgust."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

eswiftfire
04/11/2003 8:45 AM

"I. Am. Ridiculously. Bored." Eliar said, finally standing up. A dangerous glint in his eyes. "Better entertain me with some ultraviolence... I don't want to hijack this place with my Thread Enders Inc...""Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Straea
04/16/2003 9:44 AM

Person took a tentative step out into the ring. He hadn't realized there would be this many people here. He looked up into the stands. There was the High Tor...a man who was standing, and looking sort of pissed off in a comical sort of way...and a elf? What was an elf doing in the stands? He shook his head. His wasn't to question why, his was but to do and cry. Or something like that. He didn't want to be here, but where else was he going to go? He looked across the ring, hoping to see his opponent. He knew the fight wasn't going to last long, but the very least he could do was give it a try.

Salmina stood in the stands. She too was bored. The first fight was interesting enough, but she had a feeling this second fight wasn't going to work out too well. She sighed, shrugged her shoulders, and left the stands. She'd find some other excitement elsewhere. Maybe she'd go to Palanthas...there was bound to be something interesting going on there...Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
04/16/2003 6:41 PM

Noticing that someone has stepped into the ring, Eliar smirked and sat back to his place. "Ah, good, another round. Wouldn't want to blow things up that soon."

"Hey you! Go kick some ass! Okay???" Eliar yelled at Person."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

SoaringEagle
04/17/2003 1:33 PM

He glanced at his opponent. He doesn't seem to be very strong but, who knows, he could just be acting. I'll have to keep my guard up. He unsheathed his two blades. Of course he knew he couldn't kill but, atleast he could scare his opponent. He ran at his opponent with his blades behind him. He jumped up and held them high, hopefully he could make the fighter so terrified that he wouldn't fight... but who knows...

Jorza
04/20/2003 10:11 AM

Commentator One: “So what happens if he doesn’t defend himself?”

Commentator Two: “What do you think, he gets his brains bashed in and it’’ be the quickest round in the history of the Ring since Brightblade learned one end of the sword from the other”.

Commentator One: “Hmmm….I hope for the sake of his brains…not forgetting to mention, my lunch, that the man picks up his sword soon”.The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

eswiftfire
04/20/2003 11:08 AM

"Yay. Ultraviolence," Eliar said. He then turned around. "BCW? BCW? Where art thou?" "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Straea
04/21/2003 10:16 AM

Person saw his opponent charge at him, and then leap into the air, with two blades raised high. Person did the only thing he could think of doing: He turned around and began to run away. Half-way across the ring, however, he tripped over his own feet and fell onto his sword. He didn't die, though, seeing as how it was the flat of his sword that he fell onto, but it was embarrassing to say the least. He rolled over onto his back, the wind knocked out of him, and tried to locate his opponent through bleary eyes.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

PrincessOfDarkness
04/21/2003 10:22 AM

Asuu laughed- this was a joke. What kind of idiot signed up for a tournament that could even hold a sword?Black Mage:You cant arrest me for being a Stupid Smelly Jerk!

"If you think you'd enjoy it, perhaps i'll ask Her Dark Majesty to rip YOUR guts out."- Raist

"I didn't mean to bite you. Your hand got in the way of my teeth."-Tas

May the Gods go with you
Karina
Princess of Darkness

SoaringEagle
04/21/2003 2:52 PM

I can't belive this! This must be a joke. Is he really a fighter or just a drunk? He smiled. If this was all that his opponent was, then he could definately make him scared.

He threw one of his blades at his opponent. The blade landed right by his opponent's crotch. He then ran towards a wall. He jumped on the wall and then pushed off. He went soaring through the air with the blade in front of him. If his opponent were to get up, he would probably die...

Leandra
04/21/2003 5:52 PM

OOC: Eeep! I'm here I'm here!

IC:
-----------------------------------------------------------
By the Arena Hotdog stand not too far away
-----------------------------------------------------------

"Sho I shash to teh minatoor......where's my milky you shtuupid cow? An he looksh at me like Im crashy or sumethin....*HIC-HIC!!*"

“You don’t say?” the hotdog vender rolled his eyes.

“Oh I do shay that halfling cow had the nerve to …*Hic-Hic*…gimme n’other hotdogsh…”

“To what?” he asked annoyingly

“I shaid, GIMMIE ANOTHER HOTDOGSH!! An don’t shkimp on the shour crou.” The BCW spouted, drunkenly flinging a steel piece into the vendors face. The coin bounced of his skull and into a pot of relish.

“Oh I think that you’ve had just about enough.” He frowned as he fished out the coin from the pot; instead, he pulled out a roach.

“Besides…” he said, tossing the roach back in the relish. “The next round is about to start, you wouldn’t want to miss it.”

“Jusht who do you shink you arrrr?? My mosher?” The BCW leaped up from her seat and shot the vender an angry glare from the shadows of her hood.

“Jusht do as I shay you shtupid, shtupid-

-Whaaaaaaa!!…Mommy I losht my notboosh…boo-hoo-hoo….why?…WHY?? I don-wanna ush the palm pilot you got me for chrishmasht itsh poshessed!!”

“That’s great to hear.” Grumbled the vendor. ” Now do me a favor and leave. Your scaring off my other customers.”

“I shink not!” she gurgled, sluggishly aiming her middle fingers at the vendor.

In a hasty POOF, he disappeared from the stand and in another POOF, reappeared 10 feet above the middle of the Ring area , landing headfirst into the ground with a SLAM.





My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

eswiftfire
04/22/2003 6:24 AM


In a hasty POOF, he disappeared from the stand and in another POOF, reappeared 10 feet above the middle of the Ring area , landing headfirst into the ground with a SLAM.


"What the bitch? Son of a hell?????" Eliar shrieked. "A man just fell out of da sky and into da ring!!!!!! WHO CAN IT BE??? Some crazy lunatic out to claim fame and glory by taking on two gladiators at the same time??? I know, one of the contenders must have been sleeping with his wife and now he's jumped in to get revenge! Yay!!!! ULTRAVIOLENCE!!!!!!!!! RIP THEIR GUTS OUT!! GOUGE THEIR EYEBALLS!! SEPARATE THEIR TONGUES FROM THEIR BODIES!! WAHOO!!!!!!"

"...ok, I think that's enough enthusiastic ranting for now. I'm off to get a drink and go look for that BCW."
"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

eswiftfire
04/22/2003 6:25 AM


In a hasty POOF, he disappeared from the stand and in another POOF, reappeared 10 feet above the middle of the Ring area , landing headfirst into the ground with a SLAM.


"What the bitch? Son of a hell?????" Eliar shrieked. "A man just fell out of da sky and into da ring!!!!!! WHO CAN IT BE??? Some crazy lunatic out to claim fame and glory by taking on two gladiators at the same time??? I know, one of the contenders must have been sleeping with his wife and now he's jumped in to get revenge! Yay!!!! ULTRAVIOLENCE!!!!!!!!! RIP THEIR GUTS OUT!! GOUGE THEIR EYEBALLS!! SEPARATE THEIR TONGUES FROM THEIR BODIES!! WAHOO!!!!!!"

"...ok, I think that's enough enthusiastic ranting for now. I'm off to get a drink and go look for that BCW."
"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Leandra
04/22/2003 5:13 PM

The vendor picked himself up from the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of sand and pebbles.
Frantically he looked up noticed that the tournament was taking place around him.



Yay!!!! ULTRAVIOLENCE!!!!!!!!! RIP THEIR GUTS OUT!! GOUGE THEIR EYEBALLS!!
SEPARATE THEIR TONGUES FROM THEIR BODIES!! WAHOO!!!!!!"


"Sweet merciful Mishakal!" he squealed gaily, before soaking his
underpants and passing out.
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

Jorza
04/22/2003 5:46 PM

Commentator One cast a glance at Commentator Two.

“Have you ever…?” he began.

“Never”.
The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

Straea
04/23/2003 9:21 AM

Person saw the blade almost hit his crotch, his opponent flying at him, and a man fall from the sky. All this was just too much for the backwater hick, and he fainted dead away.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Jorza
04/23/2003 3:03 PM

"You have till the count of ten to rise" said the voice of the High Tor over the speaker phone.

"One...".The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
04/23/2003 5:25 PM

He saw his opponent faint, he then flipped in the air and landed ten feet from his opponent. Was this all that his opponent had? Or was he faking it? "Let's hope that he stays down, for his sake."

Straea
04/24/2003 11:30 AM

Spectator #20: Hey, what kind of joke is this? That guy can't fight!
Spectator #19: Well, he may not know how to fight, but lets hope he gets up soon. I'm having fun watching him run around like that! It's hilarious!Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

gait_firestorm
04/24/2003 12:49 PM

dodododododododododododododododdoodododododo. Hey this is fun

Leandra
04/24/2003 1:50 PM

The vendor woke up in a terrible start. “What a horrible dream! He wept, but thank god it wasent-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

In another sudden POOF! A giant Troll appeared above the Ring arena, directly over the vendor. He landed on top of him with a SQUISH!

“Grunt Grunt! What the…? Where dat blue woman?? …” The troll groaned as he picked himself up from the ground and shook the mashed vendor off of his butt.

“Hmm? What this?” he turned and spotted Duncan. Seeing the sword in his hand, the troll gnashed his teeth and stomped his feet.

“What little man try to do? Kill great Guroglash Groineater!” He roared angrily.

“Me crush you and eat little body, then poop you out into river!” he bellowed pulling a giant metal mace from his belt strap. In a mad frenzy, the troll swung the mace around in crazy circles and rushed straight for Duncan.
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

Jorza
04/24/2003 2:54 PM

...two...The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

SoaringEagle
04/24/2003 8:56 PM

"Groineater? That doesn't sound good. Eat me, oh crap." He jumped up over Person and grabbed his blade as he did. "Ok, lets see."

He then ran at the troll and jumped over the troll. While he was doing this he swung his blades downwards. He then landed and turned, while doing this he threw one of his blades right at the trolls back. Hopefully the blade would hit its mark and maybe end this little fight with the troll....

OOC:I won't be able to post until Sunday or Monday. The reason, I am going turkey hunting until Sunday. :) If I can, I will try to post Sunday. If not, then I will post Monday. If anybody feels that because of my absence it will slow this thread down, then I give them permission to control my guy. But don't let my chararcter get beat yet. :) Later.

[Edited by SoaringEagle on Thursday, April 24, 2003 9:01 PM]

eswiftfire
04/25/2003 5:17 AM

"HEY! BCW! So you're here!" Eliar said, waving when he saw her standing near da hot dog stands. "Round 2 has begun! Wanna wager again? Oh, and I like the parts in your notepad where ya write love poems about me, neat stuff!" "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Straea
04/25/2003 9:53 AM

Person started to rise, when he saw the huge troll. There was no way he could fight this thing, so he did the only thing he could think of. He scrabbled to his feet, and wet himself as he ran for the exit.
"I DON'T WANNA DIE LIKE THAT!" he screamed as he made his way out of the arena.

-----------------------
Spectator #20: Hey, I didn't know he could do that!
Spectator #19: *laughing* Did you see him soak his pants?! Oh, I swear by the gods, I'm never going to see anything as funny as that for the rest of my life!Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Leandra
04/28/2003 9:08 PM

Duncan’s sword flew strait into the trolls back, cutting deeply. Guroglash lost his balance, swerving and hitting the ground after being caught by the deadly strike. The sword cruelly jutted out of his back.

“YAAARG!!” he howled in pain.

“Little man cut Guroglash! Me done for… Cough-Cough!!”

“End is near!” He moaned helplessly. “Me waste life, killing things and eating groins. Me think life good, but it not. Me no fulfilled… COUGH- COUGH!!"

“Me wish me could change eating habit, but it too late. Me have only on thing to say….”

The entire crowd fell silent. Everyone stared a Guroglash with sorrowful eyes. The poor troll! You had to feel some pity for this pathetic monster. Who had made his living by robbing men and biting off their dinkies because he was too cheap to buy the processed kind from the market.

The crowd sat in a hush, waiting for the troll to bear is soul upon his last dying breath.

“ ….Me want to say-“

“Guroglash!” A man from the benches cried out to the troll.”

“Guroglash! It’s me! Rillis Taylor. The man whose groin you ate just yesterday! I want you to know…that I love you man!”

Another person stood up, this time an elf. “And I Tyerrolas Ferinneoal. I could never stay angry at you for biting off my long sword.”

“I forgive you Guroglash!” Screamed a gnome.” I never really liked wearing a giant codpiece! You freed me from that terrible burden. “

In an unexpected wave of men from different races, dwarves, kenders, gully dwarves, all stood up in an instant calling out to Guroglash.

“Don’t die! We need you in our lives! Is there a cleric in the arena?”

“Hey! I’m a cleric!” Yelped a man in a tight, revealing pair of spandex. He jumped down from the stands and hurried over to the dying troll.

Within mere moments, the cleric had healed Guroglash.

The cleric smiled triumphantly. “Stand up…my friend.”

The troll grunted as he rose to his feet. On the way up, he spotted the clerics tight pants. His stomach began to rumble and he remembered that he hadn’t eaten in hours.

“What’s that sound?” The cleric asked.

“Uhhgg-nothing.” The troll shoved the cleric aside and turned to the cheering of the crowds.

“Groineater! Groineater! Groineater!” They all cried out harmoniously.”

A rabble of men left their seats. They rushed into the ring and hoisted Guroglash onto their shoulders.

“Lets all go to my tavern!” Shouted a burly man. “I’ll throw the biggest party that Krynn has ever seen! And it’s all for Guroglash!”

The mob cheered wildly as they carried their beloved troll out of the arena and onto the celebration.
My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

[Edited by Leandra on Monday, April 28, 2003 9:10 PM]

Leandra
04/28/2003 9:52 PM

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Meanwhile by the Hotdog Stand
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The blue-cloaked woman was currently fending off a hungry green dragon.

“Gesh back yoou ugly beasht. Thesh arrr my hotdogsh. All mine!” she screamed threateningly.

The dragon glared at the BCW . He arched his neck down to meet her face to face.

“Look lady.” The dragon fumed. “Either I eat the hotdogs or I eat you! “

“Easht me? “ She cackled. “Easht me?? Ha!! You couldn’t easht me even if I were smoothesherd in shauce and roashting on a shpit!! To the abyshiss wit you!”

She pointed her fingers at the dragon an then in a PooF. He disappeared.


"HEY! BCW! So you're here!" Eliar said, waving when he saw her standing near da hot dog stands. "Round 2 has begun! Wanna wager again? Oh, and I like the parts in your notepad where ya write love poems about me, neat stuff!"


"Huh? Hooshs there?" She whirled around.

"Poofy? Ish shat you?.” She squinted towards Eliar.

"Whatsh all dish about you an poems? I gosht nacked pictshures of you but I dont remebsher poems!...Hic!Whasht goin on? Why arr there shree of you...and why arr you shwinking?"

The floor suddenly seemed to turn into mush beneath the BCW feet while she dizzily tangoed to keep her footing.


My love, this rose we nurture is a window of our time.
So bright and young, so firm and strong as we are in our prime.
But like all things, this rose will wilt, and die as it is meant.
Yet in its death, like our true love, shall still keep its sweet scent.

eswiftfire
04/29/2003 2:22 AM

"Hm.... you OBVIOUSLY ain't in the shape to talk." Eliar frowned. He turned towards the camera. "See kids? That's what alcohol can do to you! if ya wanna be healthy like me, say no to alcohol."

More screaming could be heard from inside the arena. This time, there was even a loud roar that resembled a dragon's.

"Damn! I wonder what's happening inside!" The spiky-haired mage said. "Jeez, come on, BCW, get over it, it's just your most important notepad scrawled with all your secrets and stuff about your obsession with me. Nothing more. We gotta lay our bets for da next round!!" Grabbing hold of BCW's arm, he attempted to pull her away from the hotdog stand."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

SoaringEagle
04/29/2003 1:24 PM

As he stared in confusion at the troll being carried off, a dragon landed in the arena right by him! "What the...." Next thing he knew he was flying through the air. He then felt his blood trickle down his back. The dragon had nailed him right into the wall! He couldn't move an inch! "This is definately not good."

Straea
04/30/2003 9:24 AM

Person didn't make it far out of the arena before he was caught by two thugs. Fortunately for him, though, they took one look at his pants and burst into laughter. I think I'm safer in there than I am out here, he thought, as he crept away from the thugs and back into the arena.

He peeked out into the ring, and saw that the dude he had been fighting was nailed onto a wall, by a dragon. That wasn't good, especially considering the fact that the other guy was a good fighter. Person scoured the ground for something, and found a rock. Summoning what little courage he had, he threw the rock at the dragon, and watched it hit the dragons head.
"Hey lizard tail! Come try to get me!" Person shrieked. The he started to run, and dodge behind various objects, trying to get the dragons attention.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
05/02/2003 9:11 AM

Eliar joined in the choruses of 'ooh's and 'aah's at Person's 'heroism'. "Whoa! Guess the coward's finally... um... NOT SO cowardly anymore! Yay! Beat the dragon!" "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

SoaringEagle
05/02/2003 12:18 PM

As Duncan felt the dragon release him he looked for the person who had saved him. What that guy! No way. He's gonna get killed by this dragon! Why do I always have to help someone?

He quickly got up and ran around the dragon. While doing so he picked up both of his blades. The dragon seemed to be concentrating on his opponent. He then jumped on the tail and ran up towards the dragons head. The dragon by now, had noticed him.

The dragon then started swinging around violently. "Oh crap." He tried to hold on to something but instead he just ran up to its head. He then unsheathed his blades and started to stab it, if the dragon felt it. Hopefully, he wouldn't die today.....

[Edited by SoaringEagle on Friday, May 2, 2003 12:22 PM]

PrincessOfDarkness
05/03/2003 12:50 PM

OOC~
Testing New Sig..."If you think you'd enjoy it, perhaps i'll ask Her Dark Majesty to rip YOUR guts out."- Raist

"A tribute to a friend for years that never passed, a tribute to an enemy for days that spanned years." Krystal, Fernwood Village

-Karina Majere
Princess of Darkness

Straea
05/07/2003 9:46 AM

Person quit running when he realized that Duncan, his opponent, was on top of the dragon, stabbing it's head. Person groaned. He was hoping to save this guy, so that he could win this round. Instead, there he was on what appeared to be a suicide mission.
"HEY, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?" Person screamed at Duncan. Person then did his second brave thing in his life...he picked up a nearby spear and hurled it at the dragons chest, adrenaline and fear giving his throw an unusual amount of speed, power, and accuracy. With any luck the dragon would be so distracted by Duncan, that the spear would be able to pierce it's heart.Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
05/08/2003 6:29 AM

OOC: I know this is silly... but... STRAEA, YOU'RE A GAL????????"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

Straea
05/08/2003 11:39 AM

OOC: Yeah Swifty, I'm a gal. Why do you sound so surprised?Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
05/09/2003 9:02 AM


OOC: Yeah Swifty, I'm a gal. Why do you sound so surprised?


OOC: Well, you play male characters most of the time. Hehe.

IC:

Eliar continued watching the scene before him in amusement. "Yay." He said excitedly.
"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Heh, if he keeps this up. I might need a website for these gems. Mwaha."

-Eliar Swiftfire

eswiftfire
07/07/2003 10:09 PM

OOC: This thread has been officially hijacked by Thread Enders Inc."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

PrincessOfDarkness
07/07/2003 11:18 PM

it wasn't hijacked already?(http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1053662988_z3thetwins.jpg" border="0)want it.

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eswiftfire
07/08/2003 3:08 AM

It wasn't official back then."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

Straea
07/10/2003 11:08 AM

OOC: Well, now that it's official, I guess we should get on with ending this thread, huh? Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

Jorza
07/10/2003 11:32 AM

I remember this one...The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

eswiftfire
07/10/2003 11:43 AM


I remember this one...


OOC: Good for ya.

Well, go ahead, Straea, if Jor has no objections, just finish this one off and you're an official member."Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

Jorza
07/10/2003 1:31 PM

no objections- go for it!
? member of what?The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things. Of ships and shoes and sealing wax. Of cabbages and kings.

Straea
07/10/2003 1:46 PM

Straea appeared in the center of the ring. She looked over and saw some creature impaling a man up against a wall, and another running around like a fool. Rolling up the sleeves of her new glittery red robe, she took one more look around.

"This place stinks," she muttered. "Think it's time for a cleaning."

She waved a hand over her head, transporting a few choice people with fairly loud pops (and one gigantic poof) out of the arena and into a different, yet fairly safe, world.

"There, now that THAT'S taken care of," she said loudly. Several heads looked towards her, especially the two belonging to the fools in the ring.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" asked Person.

"I'm here for some fun!" Straea exclaimed. "My fun is your misery. Prepare for the end!"

"That's not fair! I'm sacrificing myself to end my life if ignomy," Person whined.

"Tough luck," the red-headed mage said, smirking. "And now, for your amusement...I shall make this world turn in on itself!"

Straea made a motion with her hands, and suddenly the world started to shrink. She watched Person collapse to the ground, moaning and complaining about how he was going to remain a nothing forever. Chuckling to herself, she waved her hand over her head, and transported herself out of the arena, leaving behind a shower of glitter.

The world continued to shrink, until there remained nothing of it.

THE ENDOh, I'm sorry, is this yours? You must have dropped it. You know, it's a good thing I found it for you. Here you go.

eswiftfire
07/11/2003 1:17 AM

Schtolheim Reinbach appeared beside Straea. "I'm filling in for Eliar Swiftfire since he disappeared in Future Fellowship 2. Anyway. Congratulations." He smiled grimly. "You are now an official member of Thread Enders Inc. This means you now have the power to hijack your own threads."

After saying that, the angsty yet totally handsome swordsman walked away. His long blonde hair billowing behind him. "Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."

-Dark Elf Damien

"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."

-Dark Elf Damien

Phobic_rion
07/23/2003 1:55 PM

Cain sat in the middle of the room pouting.

"Oh, so HE gets all the fun?!""Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)

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