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Feanor
FFO Survivor - Zynk

So Beowulf had been lost.

Hmm. Is it really that big a loss…? Thought Zynk to himself. He was slowing us down and if doesn’t get treatment for that wound soon he’s going to die soon anyway. Maybe he just wanted to have a dignified end away from strangers such as myself….

Zynk was continuing to ponder over what he should do about his injured comrade. But he had little time to think anymore as two figures came crashing from out of the trees on to the beaten path that Zynk had been following in his search for Beowulf.

Zynk didn’t need any introductions. It was obvious that the pair had seen some intense fighting and were not in properly fit state. Not that this bothered Zynk. They were fellow contestants all in the tournament together. He didn’t need an excuse to attack; it was all part of the game.

Reno and Kuja looked as though they were still trying to get their bearings as to where in the jungle they were. They’d been running from one attack to the next and Reno was too late to realize that they were about to encounter another one.

The shrouded figure of Zynk was upon Reno just as he spun round to see what was coming up behind him. It made no difference as Zynk hit him squarely on the forehead before Zynk followed in up with another blow to the groin to be sure. In his weaken state Reno could not sustain such blows from a skilled hand to hand combat specialist and fell to the ground, his body exhausted.

However Zynk was not fast enough to escape unhurt from an encounter with Kuja. The powerful mage he seen what had happened to his team mate and was determined not to go down like that himself.

Zynk pivoted on the spot and swung to his left facing Kuja lunged in for the attack. Kuja had seen that Zynk though and so unleashed Thundaga upon the robot.

The thunder struck Zynk in his head and he struggled to move on but in one last-ditch attempt he forced himself on and extending his fist from his arm he managed to connect a single blow to Kuja’s face.

It was enough to send Kuja to knees, only briefly stunned and not unconscious.

The thunder attack had been most effective on Zynk; it was the first major blow he’d taken in the tournament. However Kuja was only dazed and Zynk did not want to receive another blow like that so soon.

He hurried back down the path sure now he knew what had to be done with Beowulf.

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>_<

Sorry to add to your misery guys, but I've gotta use these votes!

One vote - RENO/BOKO MOG
One vote - KUJA/SEIFER ALMASY
One vote - KAZUKI/RUFUS SHINRA (tho I can't fit into my story)

2 votes remaining

I feel a bit guilty about this seeing as how the votes are piling up a bit now but like Zynk says, it's all in the game.
At least I do it publicly, so if you survive you know who to hunt down...>_<

08-05-2001 11:57 PM
 
 
Daigohji
Ronfar - FFO Survivor

More references for the observant

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Ronfar, Izlude and Nash (the name Ghaleon had given to them) continued in the direction that they hoped would take them to the river. They had all been attacked repeatedly throughout the day, often by hidden assassins who struck from afar without showing their faces. The exertion of have to remain constantly on guard was getting to them. Ghaleon was defiant, refusing to show any signs of weakness. Izlude had spent much of his life either training for or experiencing situations of this kind and though he felt the pain he blocked it out as best he could. Ronfar alone could visibly be seen to be affected, his stance was stooped and his steps shuffling. The months of abuse he had piled on his body and mind were clearly taking their toll. He was disgusted in himself and decided if he could just have five more minutes of quiet moping he would pull himself together.

After miles of flat, densely forested terrain the three companions came to another clearing. This one seemed natural though, as it was centred around a tall hill.

“That’s lucky”, Izlude had started to look more positive, “we should be able to see the area more clearly from the top of that hill.”

They started to climb. The rock was dark and uneven but had plenty of footholds and took only a few mintes for them to scale. Five more minutes, Ronfar told himself, just five more blissfully uneventful minutes please. They reached the summit and looked around. Though still far off they could finally see the river clearly in the distance. Their spirits had lifted a little and they were about to climb down the hill when the ground suddenly started shaking.

“An earthquake” Izlude shouted.

“If it’s an earthquake why aren’t the trees shaking?” Ghaleon asked.

Ronfar sighed deeply and mentally kicked himself for expecting a moment’s peace. As suddenly as it had started the ground became calm again.

“Have you ever had that feeling…” Izlude started.

“…like someone’s just walked over your grave?” Ronfar finished the thought in a weary tone. “Every day.” he mumbled as the ground erupted beneath them.

The gargantuan demon on which they had been standing slowly woke up and began to stand. The three warriors desperately clambered down the behemoth’s back as the scales on it’s hide snapped together as it straightened. Izlude jumped from high up without a second thought and landed effortlessly on the ground. Ghaleon also jumped and used him magic to cushion his fall. Ronfar seemed more irritated than afraid and allowed himself to tumble to the ground, landing with a heavy thud. He got to his feet and dusted himself off. Oddly he found himself grinning all of a sudden, as he resigned himself to the pure ridiculous nature of this place.

“You don’t get many of those to the pound” he giggled as the beast turned its gaze upon them. It stood taller than the canopy of trees, so black that it was almost a silhouette. They saw the reason for the clearing, the demon had simply flattened the trees on which it had slept. Izlude snapped into action; bounding up its leg, then it’s arm and finally plunging his spear into it’s right eye.

“Ronfar, I need a distraction for a moment to gather energy” Ghaleon yelled over the monster’s agonised roar.

“You got it, Nash” Ronfar laughed and pulled a crest from his coat. Holding it up high and speaking an incantation he laughed heartily, “You always hurt the ones you love.”

The sky darkened overhead. Ghaleon glanced up and his jaw dropped as he saw a vast black dragon that seemed to curtain the entire sky with its wings. “Impossible” he muttered to himself, “It has the power of Althena, but it is not the same as…”

The dragon roared at the demon and the air distorted around it as the beast was thrown to the ground by the immeasurable force of the gravitational attack. It strained against the field of gravity but was pinned firmly in place.

“Hurry up, Nash.” Ronfar shouted, his whole body shuddering from the strain of keeping the dragon summoned, “I can’t keep this guy here for much longer.”

“It’s ready” Ghaleon told him. The black dragon faded away and as Ronfar turned he saw Ghaleon holding a long spear of lightning in one outstretched palm. The demon stirred and tried to stand. As it did so Ghaleon thrust the magical spear at it. It struck dead centre in the beast’s chest and punched straight through leaving fingers of lightning in it’s wake. The giant was dead on it’s feet and collapsed backward, flattening another portion of the forest as it landed.

The three exhausted warriors stood together for several minutes, regaining their energy. At last Ronfar took a swig of wine and handed the flask around his companions. “It’s like I’ve always said” he chuckled as they headed for the river once more, “If you gotta go … go with a smile.”

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I'm a boozer with a mission

Team: Arts Of War is
Ronfar -- Ghaleon -- Izlude

08-06-2001 12:02 AM
 
 
Boko Mog
Most Hated FFO Member =(

Thanks guys....

Efli, don't waste your R-Vote on me. It's over.

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08-06-2001 12:02 AM
 
 
Balbanes
Heavenly Knight

quote:

The sound of a snapping twig made them jump up, startled. In the distance, they saw 3 figures...one had odd hair...shaped like the top of a pineapple...one was clad in the clothes of a knight, and the third looked like a freak...with metallic claws.


Dark Hyperion, please describe new people your character meets a bit more, because im in a delema. Were you discribing Gohan when you said "A guy whos hair looks like the top of a pineapple". (Besides the fact thats funny ), I now dont know if I should continue the story... thanks.

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Urg...


Well Gohan and Videl are having a rough day, they wake up to a wild looking claw freak thinking about killing them, and now they are surrounded by some black haired man with a gun, and his companions. Gohan was worried about the gun, as he can stop bullets, but can Videl??

Sydeny started to get angry.

"Hey you there, with the gun. You disturbed us. You will now suffer the conciquences..." Licking his claws, he jumped into the air, right as he was about to slash Laguna, Gohan flew up and grabed his arm.

After a big struggle, ("Geez" Gohan thought, "for such a small man, this Sydeny sure is strong!!") "We must not fight!" Gohan screamed,

"Gun man here hasnt said a word, and neather has his companions behind him, so how do we know to attack him yet?? Calm down Sydeny..." It seemed Gohan had calmed him down.

So What does this black haired, gun toating ladies man have to say?? Stay tuned for the next post in FFo's Survivor 5!!!

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Well I hope I did the right thing and posted this, if I have goofed up in any way, DH or Makube should tell me to edit my post. thanks.

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Bal -- Heavenly Knight -- Ultima Warrior
Former Usernames: Wiitigo, Heero Yuy.
Living true to your heart is the warriors way...


08-06-2001 12:02 AM
 
 
Angelalex242
Vampire with a soul

OOC Note: Beware of Lunar spoilers. They're EVERYWHERE!



Lucia turned, to see her big sister for the first time in 2000 years. This family reunion was far too long delayed. Indeed, after what Lucia saw on top of the Goddess Tower, she feared it might never have happened at all. But she was rather surprised to see a young Luna. The one that talked to her was 60 years old. However, Lucia was too happy to bother with technical details. She'd been looking for her sister for so long.

"Althena!" She ran over and gave her sister a huge hug, while silently thanking the children at Taben's peak for teaching her how to hug in the first place.

Luna happily returned her hug. "Call me Luna now."

Lucia was almost in tears, "Sorry. But it's just I haven't seen you in 2000 years..."

Luna cocked an eyebrow. "2000? It's only been 1000..."

Lucia did break into tears now. "No, its 2000. When you chose to be mortal, you died 1000 years before I ever got back to Lunar. Why'd you leave me alone like that sis?"

Celes, watching the family reunion, started getting confused. "Sis? Multiple thousands of years between seeing eachother? Mortals?"

Marle understood the concept of thousands of years much better however. She was used to time travel.

Meanwhile. Vivi had gone...somewhere. But nobody looked for him just yet.

Luna did her best to comfort her still immortal sister. "I'm sorry Lucia, but I had to. I gave up my immortality so I could be with Alex."

Lucia replied, "But why? Why didn't you just make him immortal too?"

Luna shook her head, "I didn't want the humans to get to dependant on me. I had to become mortal so they could learn to believe in themselves."

Lucia sighed. "I know, I know, that's what your message said. Nall kept his promise to give it to me, by the way. He was really sad you left him you know. It's not just me."

Luna's eyes widened. "Message? But I didn't..."

Lucia replied, "You did. But you looked about 40 years older when you did it."

Luna had some questions of her own. "So what exactly woke you up? The Blue Star wasn't destined to awaken for another 3000 years, when I...died."

Lucia got an angry look. "Zophar showed up. He had to be dealt with. And you were right about him too. The power of humanity, not your power, was what defeated him."

Luna chided Lucia then. "And why exactly do you have my power then?"

Lucia looked kind of embarrassed. "It...took me a while to truly believe in humanity's power. I nearly got the world destroyed because of it. I kept it because it's helping me and Hiro revive the Blue Star."

Luna smiled at Lucia then. "Hiro?"

Lucia smiled back. "My idea of Alex."

Luna hugged Lucia again, "Congratulations then. I can guess, by your questions, that you want to make him immortal, instead of dying along side of him? You can do that, but make sure he understands the price. My dragons know the price, and they're often sorrowful because of it. Make sure he knows what he's getting in to."

Lucia nodded. "I will."

Luna smiled at her younger sister. "So. Do I get to meet your friends?"

Lucia looked embarrassed again. "Oh right, sorry." She gestured at the blonde girl in the white cape. "That's Celes." She gestured again at the girl with a ponytail. "That's Marle." And she went to gesture at Vivi, but found him gone. "Where'd Vivi go?"

Marle looked kind of worried. "I don't know! Maybe we should go find him?"

Celes turned to Marle, "Let's go. It seems the sisters have much catching up to do."

Lucia had a tough decision then. To go with her friends, or stay with her sister. She couldn't decide. While she was still trying to decide, Celes and Marle had taken off, trying to look for Vivi...

08-06-2001 12:03 AM
 
 
Mintaka
Lenneth Valkyrie

I remember poor Tseng's misery last tourney. o.O;; Talk about vicious... *passes out*

My votes? Partly random haphazard searching for a name to place. So, JC, there's really no reason per se, behidn the vote. SOMEONE (well, 7 people) has to go this round, and I'm just trying to hope it isn't me. If I get voted out, i get voted out, and I'll bound back as a sidekick.

Last tourney I came within a hair's breath of being voted out in at elast two rounds, or at least was pretty high on the vote counts and barely skittered through each round. Every round I was almost sure I'd be gone, and I barely crawl through.

But above all, it IS a game. Trsut me, if I really did hate you guys, 1) My posts would be a LOT worse, and 2) I certainly wouldn't be making my hate known here. You'd know it. Besides, I don't HATE anyone here. -_-; I may not agree with some people at times, but tis human natureto not agree on everything.

And yes, you CAN come back as a sidekick. Personally, sidekicks are sponsor's WORST nightmare cause we can't retaliate. Actually, private votes are. >D Sidekicks are second.

But really, ... *sets out a HUGE replenishing platter of Mintaka cookies* nyah. Lets cheer up, and have fun.

Oh, and Feanor - exactly why I do mine public too. I'll live with my actions and have the payback come back to me if desired. Live for the game, live for the fun. Besides, one can only try.

Edit: .... o.O; I thought we'd already left those 3? *goes hunting for DH, who is probably still at that wedding thing she mentioned in her LJ*

Last edited by Mintaka on 08-06-2001 at 12:17 AM

08-06-2001 12:11 AM
 
 
Shinji
EVA Pilot

*gives BokoMog a cookie* Like everyone said, don't feel bad dude! It just a game...no one hates you! Like Minty, I kept barely getting through each round last time. It's all luck really!!

The Chibi scene was ingenious Saint! **falls of chair laughing** I can see it in my head!! AHH! So chibi!!! ^^

08-06-2001 12:14 AM
 
 
Thunder Blossom
All-purpose Magical-girl!

On an OOC note...

I just do all my votes public, since I don't see what's the real point of making them private... other than to be sly and weasly
Plus, it's so much more interesting to make everything a part of the story... I was even planning as a sponsor to do everything in character... with the help of a bit of strategy and luck. I wonder if I would've succeeded...?

But since I'm a sidekick, I base votes on whatever the heck Mizuki feels like doing. If someone annoys her... BAM! They're gone. If someone is nice to her... YAY! They'll be happy to see an R-vote pop up.

Plus, I don't want to e-mail Krizak every time I want to private vote... too much trouble

08-06-2001 12:16 AM
 
 
Baka
Eponymous


*is public vote guy too...*

Must...wait...for...teammate...to...post...

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// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training // m00 //

08-06-2001 12:20 AM
 
 
Balbanes
Heavenly Knight

Adding to someones point about how things like whats happening to boko happened to other people,

remember Gafgarion a tourney or 2 ago?? Didnt he get voted out first round?? Or did he get to the final round??

Bah im so confused nowadays...

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Bal -- Heavenly Knight -- Ultima Warrior
Former Usernames: Wiitigo, Heero Yuy.
Living true to your heart is the warriors way...


08-06-2001 12:23 AM
 
 
Terra_Break
Pint Pixie

Marle ran a few meters ahead of Celes. The rest break had rejuvinated her, mind and body. "I feel like I could take on another old evil lady!!"

Celes smirked, "Becareful what you wish for... There are people everywhere just waiting to strike" At the word 'strike' Celes slashed the air, and Marle nodded in aproval.

"Where do you think Vivi went?" Marle questioned, peeking behind a bush, "Vivi!? Come out, Come out, where ever you are!!" She called playfully.

Celes shrugged, "that's what we're trying to figure out..."

"I could really use that scan ability of his," Marle sighed, twisting the the chain of her necklace between her fingers. "VIVI!" Marle sighed, "How are you suppose to find such a little guy in a huge jungle?"

"If we don't find him, I have a good feeling he or at least something will find us..." Celes eyed the jungle tree tops over head.

Marle shuddered, "... Okay.... I think we better find him first!" With that, Marle and Celes bounded off into the jungle in search of the young mage, Vivi.




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"I knew you'd come for me..."

-=innocent + until + proven + guilty=-

Last edited by Terra_Break on 08-06-2001 at 12:55 AM

08-06-2001 12:25 AM
 
 
Magus
Professional Goober

Alas, we all know the sting of defeat. Want to know a secret about the sting of defeat?

It stings.

See, this time around I think I'll be a private vote person, seeing as I encountered some...unpleasentness last battle by revealing my votes.

Hmm, I've got a good ending planned, and I think it could come as a shock to some people what I've got in store for Magus...
Oh, and if anyone wants to see my complete story from last battle, I posted it in the Fan Fiction forum the other day. I think it's slipped to page two by now though.

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So we'll go no more aroving, so late into the night,
Although the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright.

08-06-2001 12:28 AM
 
 
Crystal Sword
FFO Survivor: Ghaleon

SOME LUNAR SPOILAGE

Ugh. How did Ronfar summon the Black Dragon? Or was that even the Black Dragon? It seemed... different. The dragon from his time, I suppose, is different - another suggestion that I was successful.

Well, I seem to have chosen good companions. But nightfall draws close, and I have questions that need answers.

"Ronfar, Izlude, the 'sun' will soon set. I think I shall go in search of shelter."

"Let's go together."

"No, I can't allow you two to exert yourselves any more. We have all been wounded, but I am used to using my magic in combat. Ronfar, you are obviously not. And Izlude, despite your obvious experience I cannot imagine that your legs are still in good working order after all your leaping about. No, I will go. You two rest here."

"Well... okay. But if you're gone long, we're coming after you."

I think that warrants a confident smile. "That is fair. I shall return shortly."

*Time passes*

Luna and the uncanny power are drawing nearer. Is that a cabin I see in the distance? Perhaps they are inside.

No, outside. Several people sit resting in the shade of the hut, with two more presences detectable inside. Of those outside...

Luna, and another blue-haired girl with somewhat of a resemblance. She is radiating Althena's energy, tempered with... what? Another power, something more subtle. No wonder her spiritual signature confused me so.

"Greetings, all. Mind if I join the festivities?"

As I suspected, Luna does not seem happy to see me, though her eyes seem filled less with anger than with exhausted resignation.

"Ghaleon. Not again. I told you not to come here."

But her friend seems shocked. She clearly recognizes me, but has the same disbelief that Luna evidenced when first she saw me. But that disbelief is mixed with... happiness?

"Ghaleon! You're alive! But... how?"

"You know him, Lucia??? How is that possible???"

"It's a... long story. He was involved in the fight with Zophar. But... I can't imagine..."

Zophar? "Is this something else I have forgotten? I apologize, but I've no recollection of you."

"Oh... your face is whole... maybe you came here before your involvement with Hiro and Zophar and myself?"

"I suppose I must have. Unlike Luna, whose face and voice I can recall but not place, I have no recollection of ever meeting you, Miss...?"

"I am Lucia of the Blue Star. And... I know this won't mean anything to you now, but... thank you, Ghaleon. I didn't get a chance to tell you. Thank you for all you did for us."

"THANK him?! Lucia, what is going on?! You mean you were on his side?!"

I am completely lost by this point. I may as well just wait and see what they have to say.

"Luna, I don't know what Ghaleon ever did to you, and I know that terrible things have said about him, but... I don't know. I don't think I should say everything I know, as he has yet to participate in the events I have seen, but... whatever he did in the past, he did something wonderful for us, Luna. He may have been misguided, but he is not an evil man at heart."

Misguided...? When was I misguided...? But that matters not for the moment. Luna is confused, and now is the time to press my case.

"I ask not for your forgiveness, Luna, but only that you tell me why you hate me so. That way, you can come to terms with the emotions you still have yet to reconcile, and at the same time can help me to figure out what has happened to me. It is for both our benefit."

Now Luna seems completely baffled and torn, and Lucia looks concerned. I suppose, once again, I am not welcome.

"Well, Luna, this is clearly not the appropriate time to address this. I shall leave for the moment. Please consider what I have said, and if you ever do wish to speak with me, I shall be camped with my new companions, Ronfar and Izlude. I shall not hurt you, and only ask that you address me as 'Nash' if and when you decide to come. Thank you."

Walking away, I can hear their whispered comments - my ears are large for a reason.

"Nash? Why would he want me to call him... Nash?"

"Ronfar? He's here too?"

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OOC: Angelalex, Luna, I took a lot of liberties with your characters. If there are any inconsistencies or things you want me to change, PM me and we can talk about it.

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Arts of War Team: Ghaleon (Crystal Sword), Daigohji (Ronfar), Izlude (Izlude)

08-06-2001 12:33 AM
 
 
Daigohji
Ronfar - FFO Survivor

I was a little annoyed to be on the danger list in the first round too Boko Mog, but if there's one thing we should learn from previous great survivors like Efli it's ... just being dead won't keep a good character down.

If I get voted out I'll just come back as the moonwalkin', jive talkin' ZombieRonfar; just like Michael Jackson in Thriller

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I'm a boozer with a mission

Team: Arts Of War is
Ronfar -- Ghaleon -- Izlude

08-06-2001 12:34 AM
 
 
Slipstream
I Like Swords

"Beowulf! BEOWULF!! Damn it, you idiot, where d'you think you're going?!?"

Focusing on the terrain ahead, Arngrim had been caught by surprise by the knight's sudden move, rushing off into the jungle depths before anything could have been done to stop him. Was he trying to kill himself, running flat-out with that wound? He'd claimed it wasn't that serious but Arngrim was no stranger to battle-wounds - if that wasn't a life-threatening one by now he'd eat his broadsword.

Zynk heard his cries and quickly moved over from the area he was scanning, the two remaining warriors forcing their way through the greenery. But despite Beowulf's injuries the man was gaining ground on them - Arngrim's reinforced armour was too heavy for quick movement and Zynk's metallic body was nowhere near as capable as a human's for moving at speed.

The two chased the knight for the next few minutes, crashing through the forest with all the natural grace and poise of a pair of drunken wilderbeasts, but they'd quickly lost all trace of Beowulf. Arngrim slowly staggered to a halt and leaned against a tree, fighting for breath after the prolonged run. At least... you don't have... to breathe, metal man, he thought wearily.

"So, what now?" he asked his remaining partner.

"At the moment, we won't be able to find Beowulf," the robot replied flatly, "so I suggest we keep moving in the direction he originally suggested. That is our best chance to meet up with him again."

"Hang on, you saw the state he was in!" Arngrim spluttered. "No way is he going to be able to make it any further by himself!"

"It isn't as if we can find him now," Zynk replied, "and he chose to leave us of his own will. Although I would wish him to return, it is his own choice to do so as well." The robot fell silent, as if he had said all he wished to or all he thought would be understood by the warrior.

So... down to two. Maybe I should have fought by myself after all - all I've done so far is fail to protect a wounded man from a sneak-fighter in an open clearing.

And what did Zynk mean by that, anyway? He left us of his own choice? Does that mean it was
wrong for us to try and find him? Was it wrong to try and become his friend, his ally?

He was about to reply to the robot with something along those lines, when the bushes near him exploded into activity and a man lunged towards him, a curved sword aimed for his exposed chest. Arngrim swore loudly and reflexively covered his chest with his arm-shield, there being no other option to take with so little warning. The curved blade scraped along the edge of the rounded steel with a sickening screech and a trail of sparks, finally whipping off the left edge and cutting into a nearby tree-trunk, trapping the blade for a second.

Arngrim took the chance; he bounded backwards with a single leap born of pure adrenaline, which left him three or four paces from his opponent. Now that he was in a position to notice such things, he saw the man was wearing loose clothing, clothes that allowed him full mobility yet did little to protect his body - it was a style built around speed and agility instead of strength and protection. He also wore a covering across one eye that he'd almost ended up getting himself, after the cut that had opened up the left side of his face had nearly taken his eye.

"Who are you?" he shouted to the swordsman. "Why did you attack me, from behind cover like the craven coward you probably are?" And while we're on, how the hell did you get so close to me without my noticing you?

The eyepatched man sneered at him, not bothering to reply, and rushed him again with the cutlass. Arngrim didn't even try to unsheath his broadsword - against an opponent as fast as this one he'd never get it out before the man managed to strike him hard. Instead he took the blow on his arm-shield again, taking the long dagger from his belt in his right hand and slashing back in return.

The pirate blocked his strike easily, the dagger being nowhere as long as the man's sword. Although Arngrim had the advantage in defence, and would have beaten the man hollow if he'd been able to use his broadsword, he didn't have the reach or the speed necessary to give the man more than trivial injuries. The blows hammered back and forth, each man looking for a weakness in the other and hoping to exploit it.

The decisive blow eventually came from a completely unexpected source; the pirate was slammed heavily into a tree as beams of light not unlike a Prismatic Missile took him in the side, driving him across the ground at speed. Arngrim followed up the attack immediately, his body twisting as his arm-shield smashed through the air and into the pirate's stomach. He immediately collapsed on the ground, clutching at his chest and breathing hoarsely.

The mercenary looked to the side and saw the briefly-forgotten Zynk standing there in a battle stance, a cluster of strange equipment and other metal oddites protuding from a chest cavity. He must have been behind that light attack, now I know why he didn't close in to combat - he was waiting for me to give him a clear shot.

"Hhhh... ahhh... thanks, Zynk. I owe you for that," he managed, regaining his wind after the battle.

"It was no problem; we are working together," the metal man replied. "But I believe our foe is leaving us."

Arngrim spun round, placing a hand on his broadsword in case the man tried another attack, but he seems only interested in staggering into the foilage and escaping the two other fighters. Not that Arngrim blamed him - he must have known that he couldn't have taken either of them in a fair fight, never mind the two working together. Well, Zynk, I guess there's something to be said for having someone to watch your back, after all.


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OOC: Aaah! Sorry this took so long, I was following Baka's lead earlier and then I screwed up that fight so badly I had to rewrite most of it. Anyways, one vote against Vyse.

I SWEAR it wasn't supposed to be this long, either. o_O

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"Are you just a blade of grass, to be blown in the wind?"

Last edited by Slipstream on 08-06-2001 at 01:35 AM

08-06-2001 12:36 AM
 
 
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