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AsylumXKP
RTT::Conker
Posts: 45
(6/4/02 12:54:09 pm)
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Re: Round Two
---*Plays "I will Surrvive" by Aretha Franklin.* I'll be trying to think of some good movie parodies this round.
"aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" *SPLASH*
Conker shook his head only to find himself underwater. His mouth gaped open and he swam back to what looked like the surface. He looked down and realized he was wearing a black hawaiian shirt with white flowers. He grabbed the sides of his hip and realized "Ahh. A fur speedo. Great. Like it's any different.". Conker grabbed the sides of his head remembering the screecher that hit him earlier.
"Ugh my head." A familiar looking character with light blue skin, blue hair, and wings swam near him.
"Conker. Why are you still up here?" he asked.
"I'm new here." Conker replied with a dumb looking smirk.
"Alright, just swim down to the bottom of the ocean, your bracelet will let you breathe, find the city and your team mates. Now go!" thre draconian figure swam off muttering something.
"And just when I thought I'd be sick of swimming. Wait a minute! While I'm underwater my ranged weapons will be useless!" Conker looks in the direction of the reader "Wow, I am just giving away way too much plot information huh?" Conker shrugged and dove into the water. He noticed a large looking turtle swimming around.
"Hey it's bowser!" he gurgled. Swimming closer he realized it was just a a large turtle. Conker swam further down, using his tail to help him swim.
"Oh yeah, I'm gonna get tanked tonight!"
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Slipstream
RTT: Gilder
Posts: 45
(6/4/02 12:54:46 pm)
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"And I alone escaped to tell thee..."
'Swimming' hadn't taken that long to get the hang of, thankfully, given that Gilder would be doing a lot of it for the remainder of this round. When he'd first dived underwater it was impossible to prevent himself from reflexively taking a breath, and when that had run out several metres down he had been forced to fill his lungs with water. Somehow, though, the bracelet fixed to his right arm was keeping him alive.
Scarlett led the way, the expert amongst the three of them in the water, cutting a fine shape as he somewhat erratically tried to copy her movements through the water. To his left Ramirez was moving with a fluid style - he was apparently self-taught, since his style involved a lot of subtle body motion and strong kicks with his legs, while his hands remained to the side and held the silver sword parallel with his body as they descended.
They sank lower and lower, and Gilder began to feel the effects of the water pressure on his body - he knew that the different air pressures of High Sky and Low Sky back on Arcadia could tear a ship apart, and expected much the same to happen in water. But hopefully the bracelet would protect them from that too, otherwise they weren't going to be able to go much further.
//Wait!//
The engineer suddenly came to a halt in the water ahead of them, and turned back to face them both. She pointed downwards at a trio of others who he hadn't seen from the previous round - a blonde-haired woman bearing a sword, and further below were a dark man with pale skin and an much older man who screamed 'wizard' to the gunman.
//See that group?// Scarlett's voice sounded, like she was speaking yet her lips weren't moving at all.
//How are you doing this?// he thought back.
She shrugged. //Probably down to these bracelets, since it's pretty impossible to talk down here. I haven't seen this lot before, and I don't know what they're capable of. Why don't we find out?//
//You can't expect me to attack a woman!//
//Pah. Chivalry only works when the woman isn't going to fight back, Gilder, she's probably as capable of looking after herself as you are. We need to know what all the contestants can do, but if you still want to be the nice guy try out the flunkies.//
//...alright.//
Gilder sighed as the mental conversation ended, watching as Scarlett and Ramirez looked at each other and appararently had a conversation of their own. Why wasn't he ever able to say no to a woman? It was kind of a pain to keep running from Clara, kept pushing her away for the sake of his sanity and his freedom. He knew she could handle herself in battle since she also sailed as a Blue Rogue, and with a sinking feeling he knew that at some point he'd be forced to attack one of the ladies in the tournament.
Whoa!
Just below, the gunman who'd called himself Laguna was looking towards the two men in the trio and focusing, then a ferocious tornado appeared from nowhere and dredged up stones and sand from the ocean's bed, hammering and cutting into the two as they were flung upwards and then crashed down again to slowly sink to their previous location. However, the resulting injuries from the whirlwind's stones cutting into their bodies had allowed blood to leak into the water, and there were things out there that were attracted to such a taste.
The vast serpent almost appeared from nowhere, undulating rapidly through the water and heading straight for the hapless trio, the woman swimming over to the two falling men and not seeing it coming. Gilder started and drew his pistol, aiming square, then heard the horror of a clicking noise as he realised there wasn't a cartridge loaded.
Move, dammit! Move!
In desperation he fumbled at his belt pouch, trying to retrieve a cartridge before the serpent could strike, but realised that with the drag on his body he'd never make it. Then the second big - and he meant big surprise of the day happened - something like an arcwhale but in water crashed into its neck, shoving it off-course and then turning to slap it away with its vast tail. Gilder would have been relieved as the whale moved off and the serpent fled from the trio, if it wasn't for the fact that it was headed their way.
Out of the way, Gilder, Ramirez's voice echoed, and as he pushed himself to the side the silver swordsman shot forward with blade ready. The serpent hissed in recent pain and shot straight towards them, and fast though he was Gilder didn't think Ramirez could get out of the way in time. Shouting a silent challenge, Gilder rammed the purple cartridge into the moonstone gun and fired, several large chunks of ice hammering through the air and into one of the serpent's eyes. The thing screeched and reflexively keeled to its injured side, which gave Ramirez the opening he required.
The sea turned red as Ramirez, with a single strike that moved between the nanoseconds, caught his blade on the edge of the serpent's open mouth and braced himself there. Moments later a vast cut opened along the edge of the serpent's body, ripping half its head open and continuing down its body as the momentum of its own charge worked against it. Screaming in pain and rage, the serpent fled from the trio and the man who could inflict such damage with just one strike.
Gilder breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed that once more the serpent was heading for the previous trio as it barreled through the oceans in its dying throes, and this time there was no arcwhale to save them. The three were hit dead-on by the impact of the serpent's body, pushed forcefully though the water for a short distance and clouded from his view by the escaping trail of blood. Gilder shook his head sorrowfully as they faded from view, realising that he couldn't have saved the woman after all.
Is this the way it has to be? Is it inevitable that we should attack others, since they will always be in such danger?
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A-Votes to Agrias, Golbez, Strago.

~~~~~ dance ~~~~~ for ~~~~~ me ~~~~~
Edited by: Slipstream at: 6/4/02 1:21:00 pm
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allenhill2002
RTT: Golbez
Posts: 286
(6/4/02 1:03:05 pm)
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Re: Round Two
Edit:Ok, so things went like this.
1. tornado via Laguna (my bad, you were right)
2. us hurt
3. serpent comes
4. Billy+whale hit serpent
5. serpent moves towards Gilder's gang
6. Billy gives potion to Agrias and swims off
7. Gilder's gang kills serpent, which hit's team Holy Redemption.
8. We scream "help us somebody!!!!!"
How's that?
 Redemption comes at what cost?
Edited by: allenhill2002 at: 6/4/02 2:16:34 pm
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Slipstream
RTT: Gilder
Posts: 46
(6/4/02 1:19:42 pm)
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Re: Round Two
Well, technically it was the same serpent that Billy drove off with his whale, which attacked our team and then hit you guys as it fled. I'll edit so that you're not flung into the distance, yeah?
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Bugenhagen
RTT: Billy Lee Black
Posts: 805
(6/4/02 1:47:31 pm)
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A different ride
WHAAAAM
Billy turned his head to the side and listened. Something had hit the ground. Hard. Billy turned to see the great serpent which he had fought before on the ground, dead. He saw the three people who he had helped before struggle to get back up from under the beast. Apparantly, someone else had killed it, but it hit those unfortunate three in the process. They didn't look too badly hurt, so Billy grabbed hold of the whale and continued on his way.
The whale was much faster than the other contestants, and soon Billy was far away from everyone else. He looked around, but he couldn't see any city. Was that man lying to us?, thought Billy.
Unfortunately, the whale had decided that he had had enough with the little human on his back. It shot to the surface, and Billy let go as he watched the great beast break through the surface, jump majesticly, then splash down into the water, making an incredible wave. It swam off, singing it's haunting melody as it went.
..........uuuuuuuuuuoooooooooowwwwwwwwooooooooowwwwww.....
Good luck, big guy.
Billy glanced around. There were large mountains around him, and there was a lot of coral. It was possible that the city was nearby, but from Billy's point of view, there was no city in sight.
kik-kik-kikkik-kik-kik!
Billy turned to see a large dolphin stare at him. It looked at him with a sort of wise-guy grin. Billy smiled. Dolphins were cool. Dolphins were fun.
It swum a little ways away from Billy, then doubled back. It stared at Billy again. It was inviting him to play. Billy swam forward and put a hand on the creature's dorsal fin. It swam forward like a bullet, carrying Billy with it. He was so excited, he almost missed what happened next. A voice in his head.
Follow me, young one, and I shall show you my world.
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Sponsoring Billy Lee Black
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Shizuyoko
RTT::Laguna Loire
Posts: 36
(6/4/02 1:50:59 pm)
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A-Votes
allenhill2002: Laguna has two extra A-Votes this round, because of guessing something right on the mini-game, that's why his A-Votes are only down to 6 now.
'yoko
 "I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors, but I think that God's got a sick sense of humor."
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Soujiro Seta
RTT :: Kaze
Posts: 16
(6/4/02 1:51:07 pm)
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Re: Round Two
The Singing Sea - Part I
Kaze looked up at the surface of the water that met the sky, seeing the perpetual undulation refract the light from the surface like the window of some grand cathedral. He had been mildly alarmed to find his traditional clothing replaced, but was glad to see in its place a black wetsuit, as opposed to the things some other contestants had been given. The silver bracer on his upper right arm glinted in the light that shone through the surface of the sea, and below it, the golden pod. They could change his clothes, they could strip him naked even, but it would always remain.
It is my heart…my life…
He saw the contestants; some swimming, some floundering, some already attacking each other. He sat alone, on the outer ‘ring’ of contestants, watching with a detatched interest at their various doings through his one-lensed sunglasses, which also remained. He knew that he, too, would have to go where they went, though he did not wish to. It would be easy to ride a summon to his destination quickly, he knew, but it was not his choice to make; it never had been.
The two he had seen from the rooftop of the building; they were connected with him. He had supported them in spirit as they had supported him, but he knew not how, nor why. Would he see them again? Almost certainly. But like most other things in life, he saw that at face value also. People came and went from one’s life like the ebb and flow of tides. Chasing after them was meaningless, wasn’t it? He glanced down at the bracer on his arm; it appeared cold and lifeless, its solitary blue jewel seeming to be a frozen drop of sea and sky itself.
Soil…my strength…my strength…. His thoughts faded off into the cold ocean as he slowly caressed the golden pod on his right arm. That was his strength. He was extremely resillient for a man of his build, but did he have power? Not more than any normal man on his own. But the Demon Gun…it was his life; his power; his all.
He began to swim, his long bound ponytail of hair fishtailing as he moved forward. The contestants had already begun their journey, but their decisions were not his to make; he was nobody to decide their fate. He would stay in the shadowy water beyond and swim by himself…he would not interject any more than necessary.
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Soil! My strength!
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TenshiKain
RTT :: Ramirez
Posts: 16
(6/4/02 1:57:54 pm)
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Re: Round Two
Well, at least they didn't put me in one of those purple thongs.
As he whipped from his Ginken the blood of the serpent, Ramirez painfully cast another glance over his body. All too bare, his familiar black outfit absent over his lithe figure to let only a black-rimmed pair of silver trunks cover his dignity. Whatever had transported them obviously didn't know his size, either, as the thing was a size too big and held together by a thin gray fiber cord. While, on the bright side, it felt wonderful to swim again, it was also a problem in that they were all fairly scantily clad, which left their bodies open for any would-be attackers.
Ramirez glanced from the corner of his ever-dark eyes to the figure of Scarlett, her shapely legs kicking to hold her afloat. Yes, very open.
She craned her head languorously from the attractive black-haired journalist keeping afloat himself, and Ramirez averted his eyes quickly. Admittedly, it was actually his first time seeing a woman's body revealed in such a way.
...or rather, second.
He closed his eyes, the memory sending a pang through his body. Galcian had such extravagant tastes, Ramirez knew. He wondered, though, why it was to those tastes that Galcian catered. His memory of the man was sharp; Galcian was much taller than him, an imposing 6'4" and a literal ball of muscle. Crowned with somewhat gray-gold, curly hair and a beard and mustache to match, with cold but cunning eyes to match Ramirez's own blank and lethal irises, Galcian was the epitome of what an Arcadian man should be like. No, the epitome of what an Arcadian ruler should be, would be. Seeing Galcian heft his dread sword, a heavy broadsword of gold and black, as he donned the heavy battle cloak and dark Supreme Commander's outfit, it inspired Ramirez. Gave him new hope...even if Galcian was a bit lacking in sword skill, his physical prowess was uncontested. Even the great warrior of Valua, Gregorio, wouldn't stand a chance when the time came.
And yet, for all his worth, Galcian had been so...well, sexually driven, for lack of a better term.
What had he said her name was? Belleza. An admiral, as always...beautiful, curved Belleza. Brandy-brown hair, cupids-bow red lips, a firm but yielding body that either hugged or repelled the red admiral's outfit she wore so much. The swell of her breasts, the figure shaped like a loqua bottle, and the mind of a tactician...a leader. A perfect queen, to rule by his side. Galcian boosted her ship to full power, gave it optimum shielding and a full fleet of warships under her command. The power to turn any island to a smoking husk of ruin, all for her gorgeous frame to own.
Ramirez realized his hand was shaking around the hilt of the Ginken. Galcian had adored her, but only her body. Something he'd proven to Ramirez that cold, awful night so long ago...
The only time I ever desired with all my will to raise a hand against him.
The memories flashed in front of Ramirez, forcing him to cock back his head. A lush bed of Nasr silk blankets, Belleza's breathless gasps, Galcian's impassioned hunger, minutes on the grandfather clock in the room that had seemed like eons, whole oceans of lust opened up, and all the while...all the while, Ramirez had...
I just stood there, and held his and that harlot's clothes.
//Brooding doesn't help much, Ramirez,// Gilder's voice beckoned from some ways away. //Hey, so what if I had to help you a little? We're on the same team.//
"Same team." Ramirez half-twisted his lip, craning his head back as the water held up the silvery bangs from his dark-rimmed eyelids. //I wasn't actually thinking of such. I don't truly care.//
Gilder seemed preoccupied with thinking, himself, so Ramirez tore his penetrating gaze from the man- and his other teammate- to focus on the Ginken once more. The power was regenerating, as it always did by itself, so again it was held in the traditional Ginken saber form. Still, that meant he had much more to clean from its straightened edge, unlike the Silvatana form, which had so much a better blood channel. The blood would just roll off that beautiful blade like dewdrops from a summer Yafutoman tree, or like the rain from the great wall of the Valuan Grand Fortress after a storm, or-
-or like the blankets had rolled off Galcian's bed, while he watched all the while from shadow.
For Zelos's sake... Ramirez slashed the Ginken through the water, sending the serpent's blood from its edge in a swift movement. So what? Even if he had been subjected to watching that atrocity against nature, it meant nothing to him. The act was something he'd never commit, whether he desired to do so with a woman or not. And something as trivial as swimsuits were not a source of these thoughts, these damned memories- to Deep Sky with them.
Ramirez clutched the Ginken in safeguard, bowing his head as he strayed somewhat closer to his teammates. To Deep Sky with everything.
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Switchblade
RTT- Ryogo Kusama
Posts: 37
(6/4/02 2:02:48 pm)
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What's the international hand signal for "one-track min
Ryogo watched in relief as Ward rejoined Cinder and himself. He started to call out a greeting, but the big man's quick actions defending their steaming friend distracted him. Not one to be left out Ryogo raised his right machine gun and fired a quick salvo at the attacker. "Glub gurgle gurgle glub gurgle," (mess with one of us, mess with all of us) he called out as his bullets collided with the giant turtle.
With that threat ended the wanzer pilot turned to look at his large friend. He didn't know what Ward had been up to since he sank below the surface, but whatever it had been must have been mighty unpleasant. The bug guy was sporting a very nasty set of cuts and bruises. Most of them seemed to have been patched up, but a couple still looked pretty painful. For a moment Ryogo was a t a loss for what to do. His medical kit had been left behind at that alien-ridden facility, and that left him with no way to treat Ward's injuries. He supposed that he could cut part of a leg off of his wetsuit and fashion it into crude bandage, but the big flaw of that plan was that he didn't have anything sharp to cut with. He wondered idly if there was maybe a bandage tree or something growing on the ocean's floor. Then he realized that there was almost certainly the next best thing.
Ryogo turned to face Cinder and Ward. Holding up a finger to indicate he'd only be gone a minute the wanzer pilot then dove straight for the bottom. It was a pretty long swim and the increasing water pressure kept making his ears pop, but he eventually made it. Success, there on the floor was a whole forest of seaweed. Moving quickly Ryogo swam over and grabbed a few strands of the marine plant. Quickly yanking them up he turned and started heading back towards where his friends waited.
After only ascending a few dozen feet, though, the wanzer pilot caught sight of something both surprising and very welcome. Swimming through the water a few yards in front of him was another contestant. Not a freaky monster or a violent swordsman, though, this one was a woman. No, make that a hot woman. She had long blonde hair and a very imposing spear in one of her hands. It may have had something to do with the fact that Ryogo hadn't seen a woman in over a day, but something about this girl took his breath away.
He instantly stopped his climb back upwards and started over towards her, but before he could get very far he noticed that her teammates were with her. Although not much of a deterrence to him, it did remind Ryogo that Ward and Cinder were waiting for him. Sighing heavily he continued swimming back up to his friends.
Once back Ryogo quickly fashioned a couple of crude bandages out of the seaweed and tied them over Ward's wounds, again using his Skill2-up battle skill to enhance the effect of his first aid. Once that was done he tossed a few of the bandages towards the center of Cinder's steam cloud, he didn't know if the fire man had been hurt, but it couldn't hurt to offer anyway.
With his makeshift healing done Ryogo pointed in the direction he'd seen the girl with the spear heading. He then made a C shape with both of his hands and stuck them in front of his chest with the palms facing inwards, making what he was pretty sure was the international hand signal for "babe." He then pointed after the girl again before starting to swim off. Ward looked at Cinder and shrugged before the two turned and followed their teammate.
1 A-Vote against Bowser
Herbology (11 SP)
1 R-Vote each for Ward and Cinder
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Darkken
RTT - Yamazaki Shinnosuke
Posts: 18
(6/4/02 2:03:12 pm)
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Re: Round Two
Yamazaki floated in the depths, wondering where his incompetent teammates were. Every now and then, he felt a strange jolt, diminishing his life-energy. Clearly, his teammates were getting themselves into trouble during his absence.
Some more ordinary person is probably wiping the seabed with that pathetic squirrel right now...
Much as the mental picture of the squirrel floating in the water surrounded by his own blood, its head severed off, appealed to him, Yamazaki sighed wearily and headed back to the direction where the bracer showed his companions to be. It did not take him long to reach them.
On the way, he passed several familiar faces, not staying long enough to allow himself to be recognized in his embarassing state, however. The swordsman whom he'd fought earlier and his two allies, as well as a group of three that appeared to be in some trouble with their surroundings. A man with a giant harpoon was also close by. Yamazaki decided that he had no time to play with them now, however. Passing through peacefully could be troublesome, and so he decided on a rather unorthodox route - triggering a hand grenade he'd picked up earlier in the base, he swam right at them. Before the two groups could even notice anything, the hand grenade exploded, and Yamazaki flew through them shards of the grenade caused a moment of chaos among them.
I'll fight you for real later on, but this is not the time nor the place.
As he reached his companions, to his surprise, the two animals were in a rather ordinary shape, though Bowser sported a black eye and neither of them seemed to be particularily happy about being underwater. Yamazaki floated next to them, inquiring what was taking them so long.
"Yo, Mayozacky. Nice pants", the rodent greeted.
Without looking, the swordsman sneered. "While that bracer may allow you to breathe underwater, you will soon find that it will not stop you from being throttled if you fail to watch your tongue", he warned, making a very obvious squeezing move with his left hand. The squirrel let out a few angry expletives, but he was stopped by Bowser, who slapped him in the back very hard, gaining his attention.
"Ahem. As KING KOOPA, I, Bowser, hereby ORDER YOU to open a CAN OF WHOOP-ASS on our enemies." his face twisted into a very unnormal expression that was apparently meant to appear regal, but only succeeded in being smug and snobbish. Yamazaki's eyes gave him a sarcastic look, but since the turtle had, for once, said something with at least a bit of intelligence, he decided to let it slide, and nodded. It was high time to start the fight, indeed.
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1 A-Vote on Golbez
1 A-Vote on Gilder
1 A-Vote on Ward
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Darkken - Yamazaki Shinnosuke - Rurouni Taikai Tactics

"Hear me... If you hate that which is evil, the greater that hatred may be... the more your own evil inside you will awaken!" |
Baka
Wind Seer
Posts: 88
(6/4/02 2:08:57 pm)
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Act 2, Scene 4 - "Green"
The tides were stronger here, and Ivan's robe was beginning to become a nuisance. Vivi, on the other hand, was making perfect headway, despite the high drag-factor of his robe and hat.
Oh, that's just TOO much. That's IT!
Pulling off his green robes, he cast them aside, stirring up a flurry of water and disturbing a passing shoal of fish, who swam off, giving him occasional worried looks.
Vivi turned round and his eyes widened.
(What?) Ivan thought to the Red Mage. Vivi raised his hands wardingly - (Nothing, nothing!)
The Adept crossed his arms. (No really, WHAT?)
Vivi put his hands behind his back and shifted nervously... (Well... uh... green Speedos?)

Baka // Wind Seer // Salva Nos
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allenhill2002
RTT: Golbez
Posts: 289
(6/4/02 2:14:59 pm)
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THIS HAPPENED JUST BEFORE Darkken's POST!
THIS HAPPENED JUST BEFORE Darkken's aka.Yamazaki Shinnosuke's post.
Focusing as much power as he dared, Golbez shot great gusts of wind and barely managed to move the serpent over enough to free himself and his team mates. Looking up he saw a man with a sword, a man with a gun, and a lady in a crimson bathing suit.
He instantly recognized her from the previous round (via the cameras) as Scarlett Weles. She was laughing uncontrollably at his situation. The other 2 where most likely her partners. They were probably the ones that our host was talking about, although the one with the gun didn't look like the evil type, so Golbez would spare him some of the punishment.
None the less, Golbez immediately started chanting, and no more than seconds later, a huge stream of greenish blue energy flew from his out-stretched finger tips and totally encompassed both Scarlett and Ramirez. The light drained them of some of their energy, then with a sway of Golbez's hand, flew to Strago and Agrias, and promptly healed then of their injuries.
Golbez then lowered his hands to the ground and with a quick, upwards motion, caused the ground below team 2 0n 1 to erupted. Chunks of the ground, stones, and coral flew around them causing many scratches and bruises.
Team Holy Redemption took this as the perfect time for them to be on their way.
Ramirez: 1 A-Vote + 1 A-Vote via Absorb
Scarlett: 1 A-Vote + 1 A-Vote via Absorb
Gilder: 1 A-Vote
Strago: 1 R-Vote via Absorb on Ramirez
Agrias: 1 R-Vote via Absorb on Scarlett
that leaves me with....
1 Attack Vote
1 Reversal Vote
56 Special Points
 Redemption comes at what cost?
Edited by: allenhill2002 at: 6/4/02 2:28:50 pm
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AsylumXKP
RTT::Conker
Posts: 46
(6/4/02 2:34:46 pm)
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Re: Act 2, Scene 4 - "Green"
"One can of whoop ass huh? Well I'm bringing out a whole KEG of whoop ass, and I'm about to tap it!" Conker gurgled.
"I can't understand you!" gurgled the samurai.
"What?" asked Bowser.
Conker then noticed something on his bracelet. He pointed out for the others to do the same.
*RING-RING. RING-RING. Booweeep!*
Conker: Ha! We can use the bracelets to communicate under the water! Brilliant!
Yamazaki: I'm sure we could use these things for long distances too.
Bowser: WASSSSAAAAAAAP!
Conker: ...
Yamazaki: You want to, or should I?
Conker: Don't mind if I do.
Conker swam over, and whacked Bowser in the head with a frying pan.
Bowser: Fungah, sorry.
Conker: As I was trying to say earlier, I'm going to bring out a KEG of whoop-ass, and I'm about to tap it!
Yamazaki: That's what you were trying to say earlier? You wasted our time for this? For a stupid retort?
Conker: Hey! It's a cool retort! Speaking of tapping it, did you see that chick in the 2 piece number! DA-AMN!
Bowser: WHERE?
Yamazaki: That's it, I'm ending communication.
Yamazaki has disconnected! Quit: I WILL HAVE YOUR SOULS!
Conker: What's up with him?
Bowser: I dunno.
Colonel: Got your feet wet? These are the basic controls for swimming. When you're on the surface, you can swim in corresponding directions using the up, down, left and right movement of the left analog stick.
Conker: ...
Bowser: ...
Conker: Who the hell was that?
END COMMUNICATION.
"Oh yeah, I'm gonna get tanked tonight!"
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Sylphid
RTT - Vivi
Posts: 25
(6/4/02 2:34:56 pm)
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2-1
The mage floated along the floor of the grand ocean, accompanied by his new friend.
Ivan bounced ahead, his blonde hair wisping freely in the gentle current as he hopped along.
The mage gazed up into the murky heavens above. A faint glimmer of light dared to pierce through the great layer of water, shining faintly above and casting rings of luminescence below. In the distance the ocean grew a murky, midnight blue, hiding whatever secrets it held in the hazy distance. Rock formations and coral reefs spanned the sandy ocean floor, and small fish of a multitude of colorful hues darted about.
(It's so beautiful down here...) the mage thought to himself.
(Isn't it?) Ivan thought as well, looking back at his partner who had suddenly stopped. Vivi wasn't fully accustomed to the whole mind reading deal quite yet...
To think there was an entire world down here! And Vivi had never even gone swimming once before. What an experience this was...
<Yeah... these things really change a person, don't they...?> a mysterious voice - albeit familiar - echoed in the mage's mind.
(Huh...?) the mage thought in response. (Who... wh-who's there...?)
<I mean, look at you, Vivi... laughing, swimming... heh, you don't even stutter as much! You're definitely not the same person I left my amulet with ages ago...>
As these words were heard, the lapis lazuli amulet upon Vivi's chest began to give off a gentle radiance...
...and instantly, the mage knew who it was.
(Sylf...?)
<Well, at least you haven't forgotten me!> the warm voice chuckled. <Keep going, young one! You, Ivan, and Kaze are doing well together... I'm watching over you all, y'know.>
(Oh... w-well, that's good, I guess...)
<Continue onward, Vivi. And should you require my assistance, feel free to summon me... but, er...> the voice paused, finding the words to say, then adding <uh... just not right now. Water is Undine's department, not mine... Call me when you're on some windy cliff terrace or something. Er, yeah.>
The mage laughed. (Er... sure!) he responded as the pendant's glow faded back to normal.
(VIVI!) Ivan's voice rang inside the mage's head, startling him. (Who exactly are you talking to? Why aren't you answering me?)
The mage shook his head, as he refocused his thoughts. (Er... s-sorry... It was just... er...) The mage fumbled at the pendant on his chest.
Ivan stopped, letting the mage catch up to him. (I sensed something... but I couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was...) he said.
(Um... well, it's m-my pendant... it... er...)
(Hmm?) Ivan looked at the mage quizzically. (Let's see it...)
Reluctantly, Vivi removed the amulet and handed it to Ivan. Taking it in his hands, the Adept focused his telepathy upon the bejeweled necklace.... and suddenly pulled his thoughts away in shock.
(There's... a Djinni in there! And one more powerful than I've ever seen!!) Ivan shouted, handing the pendant back to the mage, who placed it back where it belonged. (Amazing... you'll have to show me its power someday.)
(A-alright.) the mage replied. (Can we keep going now...?)
(Sure.) answered the Adept.
(Oh!) the mage suddenly exclaimed, an idea popping into his head. Charging a spell to distort time, Vivi focused the swirling energies on both himself and Ivan. (Haste!)
A wave of... Roman Numerals, one could say, engulfed the children, slackening the passage of time around them.
(Th-that should help us g-get there faster...) the mage finished as he bounced along, with Ivan not too far behind.
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1 R-Vote to Ivan!
AP.04 / RP.03 / SP.80
 Vivi has returned once again for Rurouni Taikai Tactics. Member of Team ~Disciples of Wind~ Sponsored by Sylphid
Lord Sylphid - Master of Wind Madness takes its toll... please carry exact change. Edited by: Sylphid at: 6/4/02 2:48:57 pm
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Julia
1st-time Customer
Posts: 1
(6/4/02 2:36:32 pm)
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Hi
Kuupooooo! *pants* (as in out of breath) I can't believe I've only just found this place!! I'll have one order of Kupo Nuts to go please!!
Just thought I'd see what was going on here even though I'm not participating in the tournament this time. Good luck to you all, I'll see you at the next one.
Sorry, I think I'm spamming too much for this board. It seems a bit uptight to be Moogle related.
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Mintaka
RTT: Lise
Posts: 23
(6/4/02 2:41:03 pm)
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"A crystal vision..."
OOC: Ahh... that nap helped. Groggy Mintakas aren't very fun. :P
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Lise frowned, knowing full well someone was indeed down there, and very much in trouble. She looked over her shoulder, her blonde hair slowly follownig the movement and rippling with the faint currents tugging like small children, beckoning her deeper...
She looked a bit for her team, and looked down again. She was torn between commitment and a sense of having failed before at saving someone. Elliot was still in her mind, her thoughts, and every time she saw someone in trouble, she was constantly reminded how she had failed at that. They were nearing the city, but she couldn't find it within to just leave him, despite what he said.
She backed away and angeled her path downward, leaving Yoshi behind, towards the bottom, looking for whomever it had been. She didn't recognize him from the day before, so she knew it hadn't been someone she ahd dealt with. Not that she could recall at any rate. As she neared the bottom she could feel the wisps of currents more, and she lodged her lance between some rocks and held on, trying to spot him.
It wouldn't be fair if something decided to snack on him... besides, I don't think he meant to run into me.
Her head turned as a shadow passed, and she watched a large ray pass overhead. It veered away from the current and circled.
Uh oh...
She watched its whip-like tail lash as it seemed to test the waters, and veered towards the left, trying little by little to get through. She looked out and saw something floating along, and didn't need alot fo thought to add two and two together.
A competition is it? Well, my little fishie, we shall see abou that!
Yanking the lance free, she shot forward, head-on into the current. As she slipped within the folds of the torrent, she felt herself being shoved downward and shot her lance down, wrapping her legs about it as it smashed into the rock below and twisted as she felt herself being forced upwards now.
Yikes, its worse than shifitng winds in the Corridor!
She barely rose a bit before she was launched sideways, and in the blur she saw the ray skating around the edges and coming nearer and nearer on the far side where the turbulence spewed stuff out. Suddenly she went down, and hit her back on a rock, knocking the wind form her, causing her to sputter. Gritting her teeth, she twisted against the current, throwing her spear forward into a coral bed and holding on as the current suddenly shifted, sending her around. Her fingers were slipping as it shifted once more, and the lance sharted to shake free against the tide. It broke free of the coral, sending her suddenly right, and she braced as she hit some coral. She felt the sting of salt in wounds, and cringed as she could tell she had been sliced in a few spots. The turbulance was dying as it pushed her outward, away, and towards the body.
Unfortunately, the ray was almost there as well.
She bit her lip as muscles complained from the effort, and forced her way forward, towards him and the ray. She swatted at it with her lance, trying to get its attention, and succeeded a little too well as it whirled on her. She backpeddled and twirled her lance, gripping it tightly as she thrust it forward into its head, hauling herself up out of the path of its toothy maw. She twisted the blade, trying to free it, and watched as the blood lazily clouded out as it popped free. She pushed off towards the body of the person and grabbed on, burying the butt of her lance in the rocks to stabalize herself as she looked him over.
He seems to be alive at least..
She still had a bit of the frills she ahd taken off earier, and wiped away some grit form the wound, making sure it wasn't serious. Her attention shifted, however, to the hovering sharks not far away.
Damn it Lise, the blood!
She drew him close, and retreated back, tending to her own wounds as she backed off steadily, watching the large beasts going after the dying ray. She turned, freeing ehr lance and pushing off, seeking a slightly quieter place to tend wounds.
Well, that was fun. I'll have something to tell the boys when I get back.
*Miss Lise! Don't ever do that again~!* *You coulda killed us all~!* *You could have called on me~...*
Lise smiled a bit as she listened ot the panicked Mana spirits in her head babble on about what just happened.
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That's an R-vote to Isaac. I couldn't just leave him. :P
~ Shadow :: Lise :: Ryo :: Thrill Seekers ~
In times of trouble, sometimes you just have to trust.
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Mithrigil
RTT--Scarlett Welles
Posts: 31
(6/4/02 2:44:03 pm)
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Fun fun fun now that daddy took the flamethrower away...
Scarlett winced as the burly mage started sapping her energy, then got a grip on herself and threw the ShriekerDEE, hitting Golbez smack on the forehead. Because the old man was nearby, he also caught the noise and doubled over in pain, dropping his staff and sinking after it.
She grinned by way of laughter as she expertly swam over to the third teammate, the girl, that her teammates had been reluctant to touch. Taking her by surprise, she wrapped an arm and a leg around the other woman, pulling her hair and readying the comb to strike. Let's give the boys something to do, shall we? she thought, hoping the other woman could somehow hear.
By pressing a switch under one of the rubies, the tines of the comb doubled in length, coming to shrap, claw-fine edges poised just by the brunette's neck.
Hey Gilder! she sent up to her teammate with a wink, you know what they say about not sending a man to do a woman's job? With a flashing smile, she swiped the baldes down Agrias' chest, bloodying and rending her bathing suit.
Gilder bit back a gasp, but Agrias couldn't.
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1 A-vote to Agrias
Silence cast on Golbez and Strago via ShriekerDEE/White Noise
Scarlett Welles
1 A-vote to go
6 R-votes to go
47 SP to go
Enjoying herself immensely
Kya-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Guess who Ms. Sexual Repression USA is playing in RTT?

Isn't the irony lovely?
Some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's Mithrigil.
(this links to LT)
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Merton Dew
RTT: Mog The Main Moogle
Posts: 2566
(6/4/02 2:45:23 pm)
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Ew, wet Moogle
        "Ack, my hair!" Mog protested. His fur was soaked. Wet Moogles don't float.
        "Last one to the bottom is a Marlboro!" Dath shouted, swimming by him. Mog let the weight of his water-logged fur drag him under. He carefully took a breath, unsure of whether the bracer would do its job or not. He didn't start choking on water, so that was a good sign. Flapping his little wings, he followed the onion kid to the ocean floor. Falco was close behind, and he looked really grumpy. Other contestants swam around, getting used to the water. Once at the bottom, Mog tapped his bracer and pointed off in one direction. Looking at their own bracers, the other two noticed the arrow illuminated on it, pointing them toward their goal. Falco scowled. He didn't seem very happy to have to swim that far.
        This'd be a lot better if it was like the Serpent Trench. Then we could just let the current take us, Mog thought. That gave him an idea. Mog started to dance around in the water, if you could call it that. It looked more like he was doing syncronized swimming by himself. Suddenly, a huge surge of water knocked them off their feet. The powerful undertow swept them toward their destination. Those unfortunate enough to be near the trio were swept into some rather jagged coral.
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Random A-Votes on Ward, Ivan, Link, and Golbez.
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Terra Lockheart
Customer
Posts: 9
(6/4/02 2:46:39 pm)
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OOC: allen! Ohhh, I'm sooo sorry...:P Seriously, though, this is in middle of exam review for me. You won't be on your own from now on...(at least I hope so...heh). Hold on, writing...
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Agrias choked back a scream, wrestling out of the grip of the blonde in red and attempting to punch her in the gut, which she expertly dodged.
“Kya-ha-ha-ha!” Scarlett laughed, seemingly enjoying the fight.
“Gather energy from the sky and strike!” Agrias exclaimed, whipping out her blade and pointing it at her three opponents. The woman had a sword, and she knew how to use it. “Lighting Stab!”
The reddish bolts of energy struck them, forcing them to stagger back.
“Augh!” Scarlett muttered, glaring at her.
Agrias put a hand to her chest and winced a bit at the blood, even though she’d suffered from such wounds numerous times before. But never with some kind of…comb-like…
“I suggest we make a proper retreat,” Golbez stated, grabbing Agrias and Strago by the arms and dragging them off to the right.
“Not over!” Agrias couldn’t help but cry over her shoulder as she was carried off by the sorcerer.
“What are you doing!?” Strago exclaimed, going maniac. “I’ll hit them all with a Grand Train and then—”
“Save it, old man,” Golbez cut him off, in that voice of infuriating calm.
“Injured?” Agrias inquired, looking down at her ripped breastplate and throwing each of them a Hi-Potion.
“Thank you,” he replied, while Strago merely continued muttering to himself.
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That would be…
1 A-Vote to:
Scarlett
Glider
Ramirez
1 R-Vote to:
Golbez
Strago
 Edited by: Terra Lockheart at: 6/4/02 3:02:32 pm
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allenhill2002
RTT: Golbez
Posts: 290
(6/4/02 2:56:12 pm)
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Re: ...
no prob hun, I just hope you can keep us from being eliminated. we are taking it pretty bad.
BTW: why is every one "randomly" picking on us. Come on Merton. Don't do this to us. I expect to see Mog help Strago in the very near future.
Damn you Scarlett , that leaves me with....
1 Attack Vote
1 Reversal Vote
46 Special Points
*sigh*
Edited by: allenhill2002 at: 6/4/02 3:00:39 pm
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