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

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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.

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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.

hex... no.

Earth, why no?

This was requested in IRC or the origional thread a long time ago.

Futuristic weapons allowed?

Also, max amount of poockets?

This sounds like it could be fun....

 

Kemios walks into the arena, wearing cargo jeans and what appears to be a t-shirt. Weapons may or may not be concealed on his person. He pulls a projectile taser out of one of the pockets, waiting for an opponent.

((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.

Kemios launches the two taser electrodes at Chris.

Mather entered the arena, he was wearing a brown trillby hat, a black kangaroo hoodie and a pair of black, loose billabong pants. Long brown hair was visble underneath his hat, and in his left hand he held a P90, the other was in his pocket. At his waist hung a kukri sheath.

 

"Anyone here who'd fancy an early death?" he said, his deep voice echoed through the alley, adding an almost demonic feeling to it.

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.

Kemios hit the floor, narrowly avoiding the storm of bullets that flew over his head. Noticing Chris's divided attention, he took the opportunity to reel in his taser's electrodes, retreat, and pull a pair of .44 magnums out of one of his pockets.

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.

Mather moved his leg out of the way of the slow-moving bullet, laughing, he then fired a three-bullet burst at Chris' torso.

Kemios moved out of they way of Hex's charge, laughing. "You really think I'd let you get close enough to let one off point blank?" He then shot a few rounds out of his .44 magnums at Hex, before placing them back where they belonged at pulling out what appeared to be a grenade.

hex. i said that because you were the one mostly using the god modding. i god modded, but i didnt actually atatck anybody, and i wanst going to be in an arena for two runs.

((Did you read the 'I don't want to hear your comment on it, so shutup'?))

 

Mathers bulelts were way off course, Hex had moved towards Kiemos just in time.

Most of the Magnum bullets missed apart from one which hit Chris directly in the stomach, he was pushed back slightly but he looked down, he was unharmed. Fire seemed to engulf his body, he looked down looking gleeful. He took a bullet and pressed it against his stomach, a gigantic grin spread across his face as he used his other hand to smash against Kiemos's head and stop him from moving, he attempted to get him into a headlock for just a second and then.

 

Bang, The area around them was engulfed in flames, Mather would've been safe where he was but no amount of running would've stopped Kiemos being atleast cut on the large amount of shrapnel flying through the air.

... see... godmodding. you said no magic hex..

Thats fire/ with a bullet creating a small explosion setting off more explosions throughout my body.

Hex, stop assuming I'm dumb enough to let you get close enough to go "haha boom headshot."

 

Kemios managed to once again avoid Hex's close attacks, although he did take a few cuts from shrapnel. He then took the grenade, as well as another, strung them together, pulled the pins, and threw it at Hex.

ooohhh.. my bad, but howd you survive the explosions? i jump in from one of the rooves, and slide down one clothseline. i smile and say "well, heres to another shot. i really couldnt resist" i pull out a katana with a poisoned blade, and run up to hex, and then try ro stab him in the back.

((You need good grammar/spelling to play, sorry))

((Pie, BOOM HEADSHOT [hide][/hide]))

 

Chris was almost dead on the floor, his right arm had been completly blown off along with his leg, smoke filled the room, in his left hand he held the Dreyse loosely. Pain filled his bloody body, he looked dead to most people on the outside but he was still alive, despite his crushed rib and loss of body parts he was still alive, still alive and kicking.

Chris played dead on the floor, despite the pain that rushed through his nervous system.

well sorry. I DONT CARE. i say the same thing, and then i stab hex with my poisoned katana.

This is a game just like the hegemony, without any signing up.

Just because you can't be rejected when you start it doesn't mean you can't be rejected when you play.

 

AFK till heston Bluementthal finishes.

so? doesnt mean i have to have good grammer. you can understand me perfectly.

Kemios decides to ignore the nearly-dead body and unloads a few .44 bullets at Mather.

When were roleplaying it matters, when were no it doesn't.

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