VEGHATERMEATLOVER

Chris let out another barrage of bullets from his Kalashnikov and accidently let his other gun down, multitasking wasn't one of his strong points. The other gun shot, this time aimed directly at Mathers knee. He ran towards Kiemos, taking the gun which had shot Mather and the Kalashnikov and pointing them directly at Kiemos, he advanced forwards on him. And then he let loose, he let go of the kalashnikov and pointed the other gun directly at Kiemos's head, point blank.

The two electrodes were nearly about to hit Chris but he quickly pushed down on the trigger of his Kalkashnikov and let out a storm of bullets directly at Kiemos. Due to the shock of the situation they probably weren't on course but they weren't the most pressing matters at the time. Chris dropped the gun and quickly made a sideways turn but this wasn't enough, the electrodes let electricity rush through his body, it made him fall on the floor, gushing with pain. Soon he became writhing around on the floor, he kept his dribbling mouth shut. Chris tried to get up once he failed, the second time however he managed. He quickly ripped the two electrodes out of his back and picked up the Kalkashnikov off the floor, it had previously been dropped when the electdoes hit him. Hex moved towards Kiemos with a smile on his face, he slowly stumbled towards him, he did not know if the bullets had hit him but he needed to make sure. He held the rifle up towards Kiemos with his trigger at the ready. He suddenly heard the voice of Mather and with that he pulled a Dreyse M1907 out from his coat, and pointed it behind him at Mather, if the stranger made any sudden movements he would shoot and kill Mather.

((Mather, just keep it realistic. I don't think anything over six guns would work. Futuristic weapons not allowed, most of them will basically be magical. Keep it 20th century.)) ((Of course I have concealed weapons, whats the fun without them)) Chris walked in to the arena, he wore a short unbuttoned black trenchcoat and underneath a shirt with a black tie. His trousers seemed to be some sort of black jeans but they were hard to see in the rain and dark. On his eyes he sported some black teashades which along with his white gloves are the only bright part of his body. Slowly he walked up towards Kiemos, an AK-47 held in his right hand. Poising it quickly with one hand in a sideways grip he spoke. "If you move you die" A smile crept across his face, there was no dodging bullets here, just death.

Earth, why no? This was requested in IRC or the origional thread a long time ago.

This is a remake of the popular arena, I however think that due to magic it was ruined slightly and it became a god-mod-fest (I don't want to hear your comment on it, so shutup) Anyway, same rules apply however there are two more rules. No Magic/Anything impossible in real life No Magic satchel (E.G getting tons of deagles out of your cloak is just stupid) I will allow slightly unreal reflexes, speed and strength however. The arena will still change but not into something magical. Rules [hide] Rules of roleplay battling 1) be as descriptive as possible, Try and give as much description as possible, as if the reader is blind and your explaining whats happening to him; for example, if I kicked someone you would need to ask: what type of kick, which foot, did he run up, how much power was put into it?? 2)No autohitting Autohitting is attacking a person without them having a chance to dodge Bad: I punched someone in the arm Good: I swung my fist at his arm as fast as I could, waiting to feel the impact on my fist. Because the good one 3) No powerplaying Powerplaying is when your overpowered. just try to equal the other persons characters power to avoid this. Use magic, put you can't use it instantly, you can't make a fireball in one post. you need to give warning of conjuring it and such. 4) No godmodding You can't control other players characters, Hex went to punch Bob. Bob flinched. 5) theres no need to win Winning here doesn't get you anywhere in real life so whats the point? try to fight but there seriously is no need to win. [/hide] The arena took the form of a dark 20th century alleyway, there was a couple of bins and skips next to it, outside was the hustle and bustle of normal life. Somewhere the fighters didn't want to be, when they looked up they saw that the two slums that formed the alleyway went on for miles, there were clothes bieng hung out and cheap porn signs up high. The alleyway was about 10metres wide and 50metres long, the seemingly endless path went upwards seemingly forever though.

Meth is the worst because its very adictive.

I thought I'd create a thread to discuss any other games that we'd like to see in falador tavern, the idea is that you simply post the game here and you can get suggestions and critiscisms on it, most importantly however is the fact that this thread will help you gauge the interest of other players. Please post on whatever appears in this thread, it would be nice for new ideas for roleplays could be worked out here. :)

I do the same I feel like someones going to push me or drag me back up the stairs ESP. Samara Morgan. Hate mirrors, just hate them. I feel that someones behind a door or something, just in the corner of my eye.

The worms wiggle on the bloody floor.

The worms continue to wiggle all over the floor, contorting in the blood.

Unless theres more interest, No.

Hex's brain falls on the floor. His bloody head and body stare at Octos and then transform into a mass of slimy white worms. They spread across the floor, contorting and twisting as if they are on fire.

I telepathically turn all of Earth's buildings out of existance by magic. All of the humans fall on the floor and transform back into the jelly before dissapearing into nothingness. The bullet that was aimed at Hex ripped through his head, revealing his brain, his eye was ripped out and the bullet was lodged directly in his brain, The skull of Hex was cleary visible. The skin was only on in parts and Hex's battered nose had a gigantic chunk of flesh out of it. He smiled and shot Jen three more times in the chest and then began to shoot Octo's.

((Its the arena, your not meant to build)) The blood turns black, with the consitency of jelly. The stops at the black jelly. The jelly forms into the shape of ten men, each pointing a gun at Jen. "Smile" Hex laughed as the jellyed biengs transformed into human biengs, they wore suits and black tinted shades with one ear piece. They all held large handguns and were aiming at Jen. Bang! They all fire simultaniously.

Then don't post if your not in the arena.

((No your dead, don't post until I say you can)) The staff hits Hex on the head and creates a large bruise but it doesn't stop the force of the one armed rugby tackle hitting her. Some of the boiling water streams down his hair.

((Earth, you have now godmodded aswell as powerplayed and due to the lack of grammar, you are dead))

((Thats powerplaying. You are dead, come back next arena :))) The troll hits Hex's arm off but he carrys on running. Hex runs towards Jen and attempts to rugby tackle her, blood has now filled the floor up to his waist.

The next hegemony should start from 2010 (the year we are in) and then it should have a much simpler expansion and combat system. Space should not be allowed for a long time, playing on one map is more fun then everyone bieng spread out.

((i ignore the bullets, as i just grab them out of the air.)) Hex walks to Earth, puts a gun to his head and shoots twice.

The bullets carry on flying through the air, covered in the blood of Earth. The blood from his eyes carrys on coming out, it seems to make the blood on the floor grow. It is now touching his knee's.

Hex shoots the bullets, they pass through the shield as if it was nothing but air and then fire directly into Earths head. "Magic cannot stop everything." Hex walks over to the hatchery and destroys everything with his gun, He then shoots Earth a bit more. Blood drips from his eyes and falls on the floor, making puddle of blood across the floor.

Hex also falls into the dark endless pit, it looks as if everyone else will too, the entire ground is splitting. A darkness fills the room, it competes with the light of retech's staff, making it look only like a dull bulb. The body on the floor transforms, tendrils grow out of it until it starts to create the ameobic shape of a man, with a single glowing white circular eye. Hex laughs, the piercing laugh fills the whole room. And there he stands, in the middle of the room, the blood had gone from him and he wore a black cloak which left about a metre of space on the floor beneath him. His hand contorted, as if it was snapping of its own accord. Two black claws formed out of them, they seemed to glow against the two white lights which filled the room, one was retechs staff and the other was the light behind Hex's teashades. "Shing" The claw went to snap retechs staff in half. A gun formed in Hex's other hand, as if it was bieng painted by some god, some illustator on the outside. Hex pointed the gun at Earth, if you move you will die - These bullet will not miss.

The halberd rips off Hex's arm, he smiles and falls on the floor. The knives on the floor grate his face and his body is nothing but a raw mess standing in a pool of bloody swords. "Magic....." He mutters under his breath, before he collapses on the floor.

((Retech chooses))