Duck and Cover

Blarg parries the stroke from above with his hilt high and his sword angled point-down and braced against his left arm, causing the cut to be deflected down and away. A mighty thunderclap sounds, both fighters are obscured by a blue-white flash. As the afterimage fades from the onlookers' retinas, both fighters are amazingly still standing. The insulation in Blarg's armor is smoking and stinking from his armor having channeled the lightning's charge to the ground.

Blarg's armor's sensors determine BB2's true location, then he steps in and grapples BB2's sword hand with his already extended left arm, twists it into a wrist lock, then jerks BB2 forward as he thrusts for the sternum with his now white-hot blade. The cold iron and silver inlays drip and spatter from the Fnordite alloy, scorching BB2's armor and flesh where they land.

OOC: Yup. That's it. It should be on the filing cabinet. Tell me at Knights' if you get stuck again.

*Sits back against the wall, fingering his weapons, waiting for a challenger.*

A sizzle fills the air as the blade cuts through bloodbath's flesh. Its hilt slams against his sternum, forcing the blade out of the other side with an arc of blood. The crimson liquid spatters to the ground, seeping from bloodbath's left boot as it pours down his leg. As the warrior staggers, his feet splash in the growing pool of blood.

Bloodbath gazes into the eyes of his opponent and grins. To Umpa, there is only an instant in which bloodbath's free hand can be seen. Before he can react, he lies sprawled on the ground, drenched in his opponent's blood. Bloodbath's eyes seem to glaze over as he reaches and grips the handle of the sword buried in his chest. As the blade retracts, more blood than ever flows from the wound.

In his hands are both swords. In his eyes is madness.

bloodbathmaster2 wrote:To Umpa, there is only an instant in which bloodbath's free hand can be seen.

I'm guessing that you meant me here.

bloodbathmaster2 wrote:In his hands are both swords. In his eyes is madness.

*watches as Madness begins playing "Our House" from BB2's eyes*

Oh, wait, wrong kind of madness.

*gets to his feet as BB2 is withdrawing the sword*

"This could suck."

*draws scramasax and warhammer*

*Reaper yawns and the two dragons go to sleep while waiting. Meanwhile, in the hospital, Fenris wakes up, on a bed, fully cured. He walks out and into the arena. He sees Reaper with the sleeping dragons.

"Hey, how are you?"

OOC: Heh. Sorry bout that blarg. I thought you were umpa.

IC:

"Let's end this."

Bloodbath extends his hands forward as he closes his eyes. A dark energy seems to radiate from them, filling the entire arena. From beneath the cracked tile of the arena floor, a ghoulish hand breaks through and grips Blarg's foot. More undead break through, ensnaring Blarg with their rotting limbs. The smell of the dead reaches his nostrils. It is almost enough to make one vomit. It is then that bloodbath launches the two blades from his hands with all of his might, sending them spinning towards Blarg at high volocities.

*Reaper and Fenris watch the battle between BB and Blarg. Reaper shouts out.

"I'm after FF then. Let's see if we can have another climatic battle like the old times eh?"

ooc: Whew! Finally finished!

bloodbathmaster2 wrote: More undead break through, ensnaring Blarg with their rotting limbs. The smell of the dead reaches his nostrils. It is almost enough to make one vomit. It is then that bloodbath launches the two blades from his hands with all of his might, sending them spinning towards Blarg at high volocities.

"ENOUGH!"

Blarg sneers, the very air around him shimmering with the force of his anger and contempt. The thrown swords bounce from the physical manifestation of Blarg's scorn and fury. The impact knocks him loose from the grasp of the undead. He throws his hammer and knife with the force of his Rage, staggering BBM2. He drops a Blessed Fusion Grenade(made with Holy Heavy Water), as he advances, cleansing the foul undead infestation and the tainted smears on his armor with sanctified flame.

Striding out of the purifying inferno, unslinging his Bùgg'rôfff Wood Runefencepost, he walks to BBM2.

"I grow weary of this. You, not you and your undead playmates, issued the challenge, so you, not you and your undead playmates, fight me."

With two mighty swings, BBM2 is knocked into the air by a whack to the testicles, and then swatted across the Arena, landing with a sickening, crunching, almost-splash against the far wall. Blarg calmly retrieves the weapons, walks to BBM2, and tosses his sword at his feet.

"You have dishonored your challenge, and it is therefore null and void. I know that you are not a coward, so I am at a loss for why you felt it was necessary to try to bind me into helplessness before striking. Do you feel that much contempt for me, and what have I done to deserve it? I didn't think that the mighty Bloodbathmaster2, fabled in song and story, needed that much help."

*walks away*

*Reaper shakes his head.

"And I thought BB powerplayed. FF, your turn now, then mine :twisted: "

TheReaper wrote:"And I thought BB powerplayed."

bloodbathmaster2 wrote:The is a slight whistle before his form blurrs, and the silver in his blade catches the hazy sun with a twinkle. Blarg looks to his left. Nothing. To his right? Nothing. Behind him? No... Above? A bolt of lightning arcs from the sky, leaving a wake of blue light. It touches with bloodbath's blade, held a few feet above blarg. The lightning seems hardly contained in the sword as it comes down upon its opponent. A mad grin fills bloodbath's face.

bloodbathmaster2 wrote: Bloodbath extends his hands forward as he closes his eyes. A dark energy seems to radiate from them, filling the entire arena. From beneath the cracked tile of the arena floor, a ghoulish hand breaks through and grips Blarg's foot. More undead break through, ensnaring Blarg with their rotting limbs. The smell of the dead reaches his nostrils. It is almost enough to make one vomit. It is then that bloodbath launches the two blades from his hands with all of his might, sending them spinning towards Blarg at high volocities.

He does. Quite well, actually. If I have to PP in response, oh, well.

I'm not irritated or anything, I just thought that I would try a variation from the standard "escape from the Evil Trap and counterattack".

Hm, I think BB is probably the only person I actually really like fighting, oh wait, Haplo as well.

FLoats around, a simple mote of existence, having no Idea waht's going on.

*Reaper almost falls asleep from boredom at not having anyone to fight.

I'll fight you, biznatch! You thought you defeated me back at the weed, but I don't go down that easily!

[Whips out his twin Desert Eagle .50 Magnum pistols.]

HAVE AT THEE!

*Reaper gets up and draws his ultimate rune sword, a demonic grin on his face.

"You have no idea who you are challenging, you'll soon see!"

*Reaper holds the runesword, which is easily bigger than the biggest two-handed sword ever, with one hand effortlessly and his other hand starts glowing with a dull purple flame.

"Make your move!"

Voodoo opens fire, guns blazing.

*Times slows down for Reaper and he can see each bullet approaching him, he holds up the rune sword and deflects each bullet with precise skill of much practise. Voodoo stops firing and Reaper casts multiple shards of bone and hurls them at Voodoo.

OOC: Ooooo, bullet-time with a sword. That looks cool[/i]

(OOC: Sure does, I just wish they would put that into a film.)

OOC: The ninja dude in MGS did it. It looked really cool.