The Arena!!!

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Thu Jul 24, 2003 4:54 am

*Bloodgeon dodges with a dynamic spin, but takes a slash to the ribs.*
Clutching his wound, he snaps at Blarg again, and says, "As long as those slugs aren't around..."

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Thu Jul 24, 2003 5:49 pm

"Slugs? You shall be their food."

*tries for B11's neck with the Vorpal RuneSpatula(now with non-stick coating!)*

*drags the RuneCheeseGrater along B11's chest*

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Fri Jul 25, 2003 1:19 am

*Bloodgeon looks down at his chest*

"Arrggg, spagetti!"

*Bloodgeon drops the ineffective whip and mentally reaches for his Dune armament*

"Aha," he proclaims as he activates his body shield and hefts his crysknife, "Try me now!"

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Fri Jul 25, 2003 5:19 pm

*draws cold iron and silver inlaid Fnordite(tm) alloy scramasax and activates his own shield*

"Shall we try lasguns at ten paces? No? Too bad. It would have been short, but glorious(and messy). Blades it shall be!"

*steps forward, off hand ready to block or grapple, and begins pressing his knife into B11's shield*

"The slow blade penetrates your 'nads!"

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Sat Jul 26, 2003 3:58 am

"Damn it," Bloodgeon wails,"i can't live like half a man!"
*Bloodgeon takes out a lasgun and shoots his foot, creating an atomic reaction and killing everyone in the arena, wiping the slate clean*

OOC: sorry, it was getting confusing...

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Mon Jul 28, 2003 6:08 pm

KABOOM

"OUCH! Ooh, clouds... wow, a satellite...the stars are so lovely up here... neat, clouds again... I can see my house from here... Mother Earth is coming to embrace me... that looks like a particularly soft patch of daisies..."

SPLAAAAT

*respawns*

"Dude, you could have blocked, or dodged, or something. That was glorious and messy, though."

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Tue Jul 29, 2003 1:50 am

*respawns*

"Was that a whale and some potted petunias i saw on my way down? How improbable!"

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Thu Jul 31, 2003 5:14 pm

*Bloodgeon commits seppuku, because of an impending 2-week trip to Canada, and doesn't want to inconsideratly leave a character lying around on the playing field...*

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Thu Jul 31, 2003 9:50 pm

"Let me help!"

"Drat. Too late."

Have a pleasant trip.

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Fri Aug 01, 2003 3:43 am

OOC: thx. Boy, remember when you and S_F and BBM2 and TR and Arch would have big bloody brawls and many absurd thing would happen? Yeah, those were the days...Last post till 8-15/16-03.

Megatron · Post by **Megatron** » Sat Sep 06, 2003 8:28 pm

avenger69ie · Post by **avenger69ie** » Sun Sep 14, 2003 12:28 am

Avenger drifts into a deep comatose like state due to loss of blood and the many blows to the head, ....warped dreams of naked large breasted women in thongs and big black men named Cyrus haunt and taunt him ......

avenger69ie · Post by **avenger69ie** » Tue Nov 18, 2003 8:39 pm

Avenger reawakens from his two month coma and sees that everyone has already decomposed, although feeling rather hungry and thristy, and losing a lot of weight, "how come i'm not dead" he says to nobody in particular, " i won, i'm the winner"...

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Fri Nov 28, 2003 1:52 am

*Respawns*

"Fool, noone can win in the arena! Your pride shall be your undoing!" Bloodgeon declares.

B11 reaches for his ever-ready Rowan wood limb, blessed by all the saints, rune etched in ancient Gaelic, with an excellent finish and varnish job...um...ok, it's just a piece of knobby oak...

"Prepare for a true Bludgeoning!"

avenger69ie · Post by **avenger69ie** » Sun Nov 30, 2003 5:53 pm

Avenger, Champion of the Arena; furls his brow at Bloodgeons remarks, smiles and picks up a discarded samurai sword plays with it, swinging it round then bringing it to rest with its flat side on his shoulder, Avenger tilts his head and smiles....."lets go"

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Mon Dec 01, 2003 3:24 am

Bloodgeon tests the heft of his wood, and, under this cover, takes a furtive look around for abandoned weaponry.

"Ah," Bloodgeon muses, "My crisknife somehow survived the explosion, just like avenger..."

He rolls suddenly, and comes up with the crisknife in his hand.

"May your blade chip and shatter."

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Mon Dec 01, 2003 11:35 pm

*respawns*

Blarg approaches, his powered armor glinting in the sun, his boots crunching in the rubble of the Arena floor. Carefully stepping past a cracked warhead that is leaking glowing purple ooze(or is the glowing purple ooze growing around the warhead?), he sees one of his old weapons lying in a pile of shattered bone and armor shards. He picks it up, dusts it off, and checks it. It is functional.

"Ahh. There you are, old friend. I've been looking for you. I made my first real mark in the Old Arena with you. It seems fitting to wield you again now."

With a thrum of power that shakes the Arena, Blarg activates the weapon. Aiming carefully, he blasts Bloodgeon11 and Avenger69ie with unspeakable horror from...

his habaÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â±ero pepper Spam cheese sauce(now with more preservatives!)flamer!

"BWAHAHAHAHA! Eat hot nacho Spam death!!"

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Tue Dec 02, 2003 2:49 am

"Oh no, Blarg's a necromancer and has raised a dead (or is it just old and tired) joke to attack me!" yells BG11.
He does a backflip, wards off the specters of Groucho Marx and Lucille Ball, and ducks behind a random pile, clutching his weapons and praying to the Muah'Dib.

Blarg · Post by **Blarg** » Tue Dec 02, 2003 8:02 pm

Bloodgeon11 wrote:"Oh no, Blarg's a necromancer and has raised a dead (or is it just old and tired) joke to attack me!"

"You have no idea. Seize him, my undead joke minions."

The SpamCannon; the belt-fed gatling shotgun loaded with alternating buckshot, slug, flechette, Dragon's Breath, AP slug, broken glass, fireproofed wooden stake, razor-edged discs, AOL CD shards/Spam/Biogel, explosive slug, and itching powder rounds; the Attack Haikus; the Full-Auto Razor-Sharp AOL CD Launcher; the Nude Mods for FO/FO2/FOT; the super mutant pinups; the 'Fallout 2.5: Quest for Sheep' mod; the Windows 3.1 Launcher; the Spear of Really Really Sharp Pointy Ouchiness; the Government Paperwork Launcher; the Phlegmthrower; the Ouchmaker; the Directional Sonic Amplifier loaded with Wayne Newton's Greatest Hits; the BÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â¹gg'rÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â´fff Wood Runefencepost; the Vorpal Runespatula(With non-stick coating!); the Fusion-Powered Meatpacker's Bandsaw; and the RuneCheeseGrater encircle and close in on B11. Cackling evilly, Blarg draws his cold iron and silver inlaid Fnordite alloy sword and his RuneCrysknife(in homage to Reaper, who had a RuneEverything) and approaches.

The animated necro-joke-weapons get closer, and closer...

Bloodgeon11 · Post by **Bloodgeon11** » Thu Dec 04, 2003 12:38 am

"Not the slugs!" B11 screams, "Anything but the slugs!"

Bloodgeon hurtles in every direction, trying to find an exit, but there is no escape. He pulls a shield and lasgun...

"Don't make me do this again..."

OOC:Go ahead, power play my char...i want to see your thoughts.