We call this place the Colosseum, right? A place of fighting, of gladiators, of epic battles and cheering crowds. Yet there's not enough fighting, no gladiators, and the crowds have dwindled. It's time to change things, my friend. Let the blood splatter on the walls! Let the lions roar as they feast on fallen warriors.
It's time to restart the ancient Colosseum battles. Sign up, my friends, and wage war against each other to see who can fight the best.
The rules are simple:
1. Sign up.
2. Make a basic character, with a single weapon. No armor, no abilities.
3. Get your matchup.
4. Fight.
5. Win.
Winners will receive the ability to gain new weapons, abilities, spells, armor, what have you. Survive long enough and new paths may open to you.
I will be the sole judge of unfair fights. The fights are to submission. And, in some cases, to the death. Be prepared, this isn't your grandfather's tournament.
Elthalin - Elf Male
-Appearance: Slightly over 6 feet tall, has pointed ears and raggedy blonde hair that hasnt been combed in years along with a beard. Wears clothes made from fabric he found.
-Age: Around 20 (nobody knows but him)
-Story: A prisoner of war, he was held in a tent but escaped by killing 3 of his guards with a shank. He ran to the nearest city and now he does odd jobs for money and lives on the street. He was captured by city officials after stealing an apple from a vendor and since he had no backgroung, the corrupt officials sold him to be a gladiator.
weapon of choice: spear, he built a sturdy spear from a broom that a shopkeeper threw out and a knife that he had.
Media is not making me steal. But in a way is like the story of the very hot girl with the short skirt teasing the old sick guy with a history of rape.
Name: Jael
Human Male
Weapon: Metal Staff
History: Jael was orphaned at a young age but was taken in by a famous fighter.
Apperance: Black hair, green eyes. Wears a cape, a pair of goggles and carries an censure (is that even what it's called?).
Name: Alam Migoria
- Human Male
Weapon: Trident
Alam was never one of those filthy slaves who fought for honor and freedom. He was the wealthy man in the crowd, cheering on the victor and calling for the killing stroke. Colosseum fights were his lifeblood, and when the numbers began to dwindle he bought into the management of the arena, hoping to inspire confidence in its resurrection. Deals were made under shady circumstances, and Alam was never a good businessman. Outwitted by his financial opponents, Alam was left broke while the Colosseum began to flourish. Having no choice but to join those who trained as gladiators, Alam trained to fight in the very thing he had grown accustomed to watch. He had no intention of losing to mindless gladiators, for a loss was far worse than death. It was financial suicide.
Media is not making me steal. But in a way is like the story of the very hot girl with the short skirt teasing the old sick guy with a history of rape.
Well, a single weapon and no abilities, yes. But feel free to make up their appearance, background, whatever you like. You'll probably be playing this character a while.
Well, a single weapon and no abilities, yes. But feel free to make up their appearance, background, whatever you like. You'll probably be playing this character a while.
But we're fighting to the death?
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Name: Juliet
Age: 17
Appearance: Red hair(approximately the colour of that in my avatar), straight, cut roughly just below her shoulders. Emerald-green eyes. About 5'4" and very slight in build. She wears a ragged tunic and leggings, but they appear to be of good quality originally.
Personality: Juliet's cold, sarcasting, and unwilling to trust anyone but herself. She's not a big believer in emotional responses, either.
Weapon: An ornate kris, with an intricately carved handle made out of something that appears to be bone. She's never received formal training with it, but she's had it since she was a very small child, before she lost her family (though she's not sure how that happened), so she's effective.
I'll give this a shot. No guarantees about how good I'll actually BE at it, though.
Name: Shana Age: 14 Appearance: Reddish hair that falls nearly to her knees (usually worn in a braid), and eyes that seem nearly amber in color. A small young woman, standing only 5'2", and very slender, with the build of a dancer. Shana looks AT no one, instead looking through them as if they didn't exist. Personality: Shana seems cold, uncaring, and utterly ruthless. This is mainly because she doesn't speak to anyone. Ever. The reasons behind this are known only to her, and she's not telling. She is very mature for one of her young age, and seems as if she believes that she is meant for a far better life than the one she's living. Weapon: Primary Weapon: Whip. A six foot length of worn leather. She uses this to trip, befuddle, and disarm her opponents. Secondary weapon: Unarmed Strike. She also isn't above throttling people with her long hair- just ask the brute who tried to get him to "join" her last week after having too much strong drink.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
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There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
I've been waiting a very long time to do this. :D:rofl::D Fans of CAD will know exactly what I'm talking about.
Name: Chef Brian
-Human Male Appearence: Tall, blonde hair, chef's outfit. Personality: Beef potato wheel man! Sometimes there is a sunset. In that sunset is cottage cheese. Eat it if you want headworms. The koala knows......... Background: Chef Brian is random. VERY random. We theorize he was dropped on his head a little too much when he was a child.Regardless, he is now being forced to fight in the colloseum as punishment for being so god damned annoying. Weapon: Butcher knife
Name: Kerst Age: 21 Appearance: 6'3, 230 pounds of almost pure muscle. Wears surdy leather. Short Brown hair. Background: Kerst's father was in the military and died in Battle. He grew up the standard military child's life but chose to enter the coloseum to show off the skills his father taught him. Most people thin k that because he is so muscular that he is dumb...but one of Kerst's more valuable tools is his intellegence. Weapon of Choice: His fathers Claymore
This is my first attempt at entry into the colo, but I've done a little bit of RP'ing before- tell me if I stuff anything up.
Leyur - Human Male, Age of roughly 19.
Leyur is a young man who leads a fairly simple lifestyle- he joined the army a few years ago, and he is proficient with a shortsword, as well as being born on the day of Oralan, the god of Light- in his culture, this shows that he is blessed with the ability to channel the Light and magically cure wounds. He is dressed in a simple white robe, and has parted blonde hair. He has proven in his military training to be fairly agile- he has good reflexes and can dodge blows well. He is talkative and friendly, and he sees these gladiator fights merely as a way for him to improve his battle skills.
You mean the healing ability? I worded it to show that he doesn't exactly have the ability yet- but the "laws" of his culture show that it must be a skill that he will learn. Sorry for that not being clear enough.
It's time to restart the ancient Colosseum battles. Sign up, my friends, and wage war against each other to see who can fight the best.
The rules are simple:
1. Sign up.
2. Make a basic character, with a single weapon. No armor, no abilities.
3. Get your matchup.
4. Fight.
5. Win.
Winners will receive the ability to gain new weapons, abilities, spells, armor, what have you. Survive long enough and new paths may open to you.
I will be the sole judge of unfair fights. The fights are to submission. And, in some cases, to the death. Be prepared, this isn't your grandfather's tournament.
Let the battles begin!
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.
-Appearance: Slightly over 6 feet tall, has pointed ears and raggedy blonde hair that hasnt been combed in years along with a beard. Wears clothes made from fabric he found.
-Age: Around 20 (nobody knows but him)
-Story: A prisoner of war, he was held in a tent but escaped by killing 3 of his guards with a shank. He ran to the nearest city and now he does odd jobs for money and lives on the street. He was captured by city officials after stealing an apple from a vendor and since he had no backgroung, the corrupt officials sold him to be a gladiator.
weapon of choice: spear, he built a sturdy spear from a broom that a shopkeeper threw out and a knife that he had.
Human Male
Weapon: Metal Staff
History: Jael was orphaned at a young age but was taken in by a famous fighter.
Apperance: Black hair, green eyes. Wears a cape, a pair of goggles and carries an censure (is that even what it's called?).
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Name: Alam Migoria
- Human Male
Weapon: Trident
Alam was never one of those filthy slaves who fought for honor and freedom. He was the wealthy man in the crowd, cheering on the victor and calling for the killing stroke. Colosseum fights were his lifeblood, and when the numbers began to dwindle he bought into the management of the arena, hoping to inspire confidence in its resurrection. Deals were made under shady circumstances, and Alam was never a good businessman. Outwitted by his financial opponents, Alam was left broke while the Colosseum began to flourish. Having no choice but to join those who trained as gladiators, Alam trained to fight in the very thing he had grown accustomed to watch. He had no intention of losing to mindless gladiators, for a loss was far worse than death. It was financial suicide.
My helpdesk should you need me.
Oh sorry, was following what the others had done. I'll update it soon
lol sorry, i thought it was just supposed to be simple
My helpdesk should you need me.
But we're fighting to the death?
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
My helpdesk should you need me.
Age: 17
Appearance: Red hair(approximately the colour of that in my avatar), straight, cut roughly just below her shoulders. Emerald-green eyes. About 5'4" and very slight in build. She wears a ragged tunic and leggings, but they appear to be of good quality originally.
Personality: Juliet's cold, sarcasting, and unwilling to trust anyone but herself. She's not a big believer in emotional responses, either.
Weapon: An ornate kris, with an intricately carved handle made out of something that appears to be bone. She's never received formal training with it, but she's had it since she was a very small child, before she lost her family (though she's not sure how that happened), so she's effective.
Will that do?
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Name: Shana
Age: 14
Appearance: Reddish hair that falls nearly to her knees (usually worn in a braid), and eyes that seem nearly amber in color. A small young woman, standing only 5'2", and very slender, with the build of a dancer. Shana looks AT no one, instead looking through them as if they didn't exist.
Personality: Shana seems cold, uncaring, and utterly ruthless. This is mainly because she doesn't speak to anyone. Ever. The reasons behind this are known only to her, and she's not telling. She is very mature for one of her young age, and seems as if she believes that she is meant for a far better life than the one she's living.
Weapon: Primary Weapon: Whip. A six foot length of worn leather. She uses this to trip, befuddle, and disarm her opponents. Secondary weapon: Unarmed Strike. She also isn't above throttling people with her long hair- just ask the brute who tried to get him to "join" her last week after having too much strong drink.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
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Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
Name: Chef Brian
-Human Male
Appearence: Tall, blonde hair, chef's outfit.
Personality: Beef potato wheel man! Sometimes there is a sunset. In that sunset is cottage cheese. Eat it if you want headworms. The koala knows.........
Background: Chef Brian is random. VERY random. We theorize he was dropped on his head a little too much when he was a child.Regardless, he is now being forced to fight in the colloseum as punishment for being so god damned annoying.
Weapon: Butcher knife
Really important guy at the [499]!
Name: Kerst
Age: 21
Appearance: 6'3, 230 pounds of almost pure muscle. Wears surdy leather. Short Brown hair.
Background: Kerst's father was in the military and died in Battle. He grew up the standard military child's life but chose to enter the coloseum to show off the skills his father taught him. Most people thin k that because he is so muscular that he is dumb...but one of Kerst's more valuable tools is his intellegence.
Weapon of Choice: His fathers Claymore
Thanks a ton to Spiderboy4 at High~Light Studios!
Leyur
- Human Male, Age of roughly 19.
Leyur is a young man who leads a fairly simple lifestyle- he joined the army a few years ago, and he is proficient with a shortsword, as well as being born on the day of Oralan, the god of Light- in his culture, this shows that he is blessed with the ability to channel the Light and magically cure wounds. He is dressed in a simple white robe, and has parted blonde hair. He has proven in his military training to be fairly agile- he has good reflexes and can dodge blows well. He is talkative and friendly, and he sees these gladiator fights merely as a way for him to improve his battle skills.
Thanks a ton to Spiderboy4 at High~Light Studios!
Thanks a ton to Spiderboy4 at High~Light Studios!
I'll be making a bracket soon for this, so you guys can fight.
The current Match-ups:
Alam vs. Shana
Elthalin vs. Kerst
Leyur vs. Juliet
Chef Brian vs. Jael
Please make your own threads.
My helpdesk should you need me.
My helpdesk should you need me.