The ogre announces to the audience: "On dis side, Doh... doh-dare, and on dis side, Aroo-kahm. No killin', first one to force da other guy to give up wins. Go nuts!"
"Whatever you say," said Dodaer mockingly. Although he may have sounded like he was smiling, underneath his dark hood, he wore the face of a killer, cold and serious.
OOC: You won the roll. You're up.
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OOC: Well, there's usually a little more RPing than that, haha. You might want to try to expand on you explainations there. RPing is the fun part of the colluseum. Otherwise, you might as well be playing on mws, right?
IC: Dodaer noticed a fellow swamp mage and grinned a small, hidden grin. This might just go my way...
Dodaer called mana to him. A dark aura became slightly visible around him. Apparently following Dodaer's elaborate hand motions, Dodaer's aura dwindled as a dark blob shot out from him. It crashed into the ground, dissappearing as it did. It left behind a fetid corpse of a goblin behind. Dodaer took out his dagger then. With a swift motion, Dodaer ran up to his own goblin and swiped it cleanly. As the goblin died, a black smoke shot from the dying goblin's body right toward the opposing zombie goblin, suffocating it.
OOC: I played the festering goblin and killed my own goblin with my dagger (which is legal in this game, fyi) which then took your goblin with it to the grave.
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"So, a little bit of self-pain never hurt anyone, right?" Arukam watched as the Goblin creature bled in front of him, laughing - almost maniacally. "Fool," he returned.
Black mana flooded the hands of Arukam, pooring through his veins. A mire rose from the earthen ground beneath him, and his opponent, in addition to a wretched skeleton.
Dodaer recentered himself onto the fight. As Dodaer called more mana to him, his aura grew darker. Another blob shot out and left another zombie goblin behind. Once again, Dodaer swiped at his goblin and sent the dark smoke at the opposing skeleton. He wasn't done this time however. His remaining aura started moving. It moved toward his outstretched hand. There, it condensed into a small orb of darkness. "I hope you aren't too fond of your memories." said Dodaer.
Dodaer caught the floating orb and crushed it in his hand and pointed it at Arakum. Tentacles of black mana shot straight towards Arakum's head. As Dodaer sifted through the mage's immediate memories, he found what he needed. Ah, there it is... The tentacles then inserted themselves directlly into Arakum's head deeper, grabbed the memories of casting that skeleton, and forcefully ripped the memories from Arakum's skull. As they exited the head, the tentacles began to dissappear.
Arukam begins to cry, not in sorrow, Tears of Rain. His pupils flood with water and the mire beneath his feet rises. The core of the arena sinks, and the corrupted marsh around Dodaer sinks into it.
As his mana connection is severed away, Dodaer struggles to regain it. I haven't had that happen in such a long time... With the newly restored connection, Dodaer's aura darkens further. A new dark blob shoots out of him, this one sinking into the ground before dissipating. This darkness left behind a shadow that stirred in the ground. One point from Dodaer's hand sent the shadow skittering across the arena ground, straight for Arakum. "By the way, we never formerly introduced ourselves." As the shadow scraped at Arakum, Dodaer continued. "My name's Dodaer." An evil grin once again appeared on Dodaer's hidden face. He had a feeling this match was going to go his way.
"The name's Arukam," Arukam huffed, "...and it's the last damn name you'll ever hear."
As Arukam attempted to draw out the wither of mana that remained within his corrupt forme, he fell to the floor in submission. His body sunk into the mire beneath his feet, and he ended the duel. "Guess you're not too bad after all."
"Well... alright then," said Dodaer. He was pretty surprised. Maybe he's afraid of shadows. He wasn't sure what the reason for consession was, but he decided to not care and instead collect his payment. "Time for you to pay up, then. Then we can get the judge to formally declare a winner here." Dodaer severed his mana connections and stretched out his hand in search for payment.
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Dodaer snatched the gold with a hand on his dagger. The confusion he felt earlier had flushed from his mind as did the smile he wore. This was a business transaction. If Arakum even thought about backing out of the deal, he would find out just how sharp Dodaer's dagger was. Fortunately, there semed no need for the precaution. After pocketing his gold, Dodaer turned towards the judge to formally announce the winner.
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Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
OOC: You won the roll. You're up.
Life: 15.
Turn One: Swamp, Festering Goblin.
Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
IC: Dodaer noticed a fellow swamp mage and grinned a small, hidden grin. This might just go my way...
Dodaer called mana to him. A dark aura became slightly visible around him. Apparently following Dodaer's elaborate hand motions, Dodaer's aura dwindled as a dark blob shot out from him. It crashed into the ground, dissappearing as it did. It left behind a fetid corpse of a goblin behind. Dodaer took out his dagger then. With a swift motion, Dodaer ran up to his own goblin and swiped it cleanly. As the goblin died, a black smoke shot from the dying goblin's body right toward the opposing zombie goblin, suffocating it.
Life: 15
Field:
1x Swamp
Dagger (1/0)
Grave:
1x Festering Goblin
OOC: I played the festering goblin and killed my own goblin with my dagger (which is legal in this game, fyi) which then took your goblin with it to the grave.
Black mana flooded the hands of Arukam, pooring through his veins. A mire rose from the earthen ground beneath him, and his opponent, in addition to a wretched skeleton.
Life: 15.
Field: Swamp, Swamp, Drudge Skeletons.
Graveyard: Festering Goblin.
Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
Dodaer caught the floating orb and crushed it in his hand and pointed it at Arakum. Tentacles of black mana shot straight towards Arakum's head. As Dodaer sifted through the mage's immediate memories, he found what he needed. Ah, there it is... The tentacles then inserted themselves directlly into Arakum's head deeper, grabbed the memories of casting that skeleton, and forcefully ripped the memories from Arakum's skull. As they exited the head, the tentacles began to dissappear.
Life: 15
Field:
2x Swamp
Dagger (1/0)
Grave:
2x Festering Goblin
1x Extirpate (targetted drudge skeletons)
OOC: Killed my own festering goblin again and then extirpated your skeletons. You can PM me your satchel for extirpate.
Life: 15.
Field: Swamp, Swamp, Swamp.
Graveyard: Festering Goblin, Drudge Skeletons, Rain of Tears.
Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
Life: 15
Field:
2x Swamp
1x Nether Traitor attacking
Dagger (1/0)
Grave:
1x Swamp
1x Extirpate
2x Festering Goblin
OOC: Your turn.
As Arukam attempted to draw out the wither of mana that remained within his corrupt forme, he fell to the floor in submission. His body sunk into the mire beneath his feet, and he ended the duel. "Guess you're not too bad after all."
Match result: Loss.
Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
Mafia Stats 2016-2017:
Town: 1-0 | Scum: 2-0 | Neutral: 1-1
IG: The crowd starts to get antsy, and eventually they start throwing stuff at the judge, who appears to have fallen asleep.
He comes over, holds Arukam up by his arm, and says "Da—"
He pauses, then grabs Dodaer by his arm, and holds him up. "Da winnah!"
OOG: Dodaer gains 0.5 xp for beating an opponent of lower level. Closing thread.