Duck and Cover

(OOC: why did you post that twice?)

Silent Trigger comes out from behind the burned out husk of the car, dropping the desposibe rocket launcher to the floor, and sticking his middle finger up to Apoc with his middle finger, he pulls out his bowie knife again.

'Knife fight eh? I'll give you a knife fight then you turd.'

Silent Trigger makes his way towards Avenger, and takes up a left boxing stance with the bowie in his right hand, blade down.

OOC: (dunno man, it just happened, sorry for the double post)

Avenger Smiles broadly with relief as the challenge is accepted,

Having had little time to recover, he's not in the best shape for a long fight.

Avenger adapts to Silent Triggers Pugilist style, and does the same, crouched over holding the long blade like an extension of his arm, He Swings it, Tapping Silent triggers bowie knife, *avenger grunts a noise of amusement*

in one fluid motion Avenger swings the machete up and to the left,The blade arc's and misses with a solid block by silent trigger, The long Blade still in the air, in a millisecond, avenger has reversed the thrust of this missed shot, and hammers the machete steel into silents triggers upper leg Striking bone.

Avenger moves back quickly to see what kind of damage has been done...

'Ah, fuuuuuuuck!! You bastard!'

Silent Trigger looks at the wound, copius volumes of blood spurt with the pulse of his heart. His eyes starting to roll as he begins to lose conscienciousness, a last thought flashed in his mind, if he was going to die, he was going to have to take this s.o.b. with him, and as a bonus, Apoc too.

Silent Trigger falls to the ground, one last reach to the back of his never ending belt of military hardware was all he needed. Before Avenger could slit his throat, Silent Trigger pulls out a Desert Eagle, and empties all of seven rounds into Avengers torso.

Leaning into make the final Slash, the silver shimmer of the Desert eagle is brought forth, and the flash of gunfire is the last thing avenger sees before his lungs breathe their last.

The bullets fly through flesh like a hot knife through butter.

Avenger croaks his last words.... "desert,....eagle,....damn that .....fucken,........neverending utility buh..................


OOC: ( LMFAO great stuff)

Valdis walks into the Arena, watching people die. Valdis desires to die too. He sticks a gun to his head. (damn, forgot to take off my helmet)
Seeing how futile life is, Valdis wishes to watch everyone else get murdered. He activates an(hopefully) impenetrable(I know I spelled that wrong) force field around him. Hopefully watching death will make Valdis press the red button, exposing him to death.

Lightning crackles in the sky and the ground splinters in recognition. Slowly a gateway forms and the air crackles around it. A dull click can be heard as Archchancellors power armored foot crunches onto the dull desolate, bloodstained ground of the arena. He bends down and pick up some dirt. slowly he lets the dirt trickle through his hand. He gets up and sees the arena. Slowly he pulls a sword out of the ground. He looks at the combatants and then Valdis in his shield. Nothing is impenetrable in the arena. To demonstrate his point he throws the sword and watches as it cleaves through the sheild like butter.

Apoc forces himself up and wretches blood momentarily. He knows that he will not survive if Vladis is allowed to live. Apoc notices an Ak-47 with a half-full clip beside a burned out corpse... possibly the former driver of the wrecked car. He snatches up his rifle and yells to Silent Trigger, who is trying to fight back the pain of his wounds and ignore the cries of his mind to go to sleep.

"Silent!" Apoc yells "Vladis's force feild can't defend itself against close quarters weaponry when it's already being fired on! Stab him in the back quick, whilst I open fire!" With that Apoc aimed his Eastern bloc assault rifle at Vladis. Silent leaned up and saw Avenger's stainless steel machete glinting in the sunlight. As Apoc let rip his ex-soviet weapon he prayed that Silent Trigger was feeling in a co-operative mood.

Valdis realizes that nothing is impentrable in the Arena, then shoots himself in the leg, hoping that the wound will kill him. Or, is Valdis really tricking everybody...

Archchancellor watches as the sword hurtles towards his head with unerring accuracy. he then turns on Apoc and Silent Trigger who are firing at Valdis.
"Oh no, you silly little people this is my kill." he takes out a surprsingly small grenade. He pulls the pin and throws it to Apoc
"Guess what happens when high explosives get mixed with white phosphorus?" he yelled to him "It's called get out of the way or get killed"

Silent Trigger can't be assed to fight anymore, his wounds are just too painful. He hobbles out of the Arena before anything kills him, so he can come back and fight another day.

As the grenade rolls beside Apoc he quietly mouths the words 'Oh, fuck my luck.' and the grenade explodes. As the dust settles, revealing nothing excepts a blood splattered crater Apoc's New York Yankees baseball cap falls down from the air and lands at Vladis's feet.

The Stealth Rabbit mysteriously appears out of nowhere after a long absence and starts dancing. after he is done, he pulls out a fusion cola, sits down and starts drinking it. after hes dont he pulls out another, then another. oh my god! i think he's addicted!

*Takes out Sword of Spammer slaying*
Again.

are you talking to me mr constipation?

The sun seemed quite hot. It was humid, so much so that the heat was the unpleasant, sticky kind. Bloodbath pressed the AC button on his armor again, hoping that, unlike the previous 586094 times he had mashed it, it might actually work. Alas, no blissfull AC filled his suit of Mandelorian armor.

The barren wasteland of what had once been the Arena lay before him. The great marvel of a lobby rotted, long abandoned and burnt to the ground. The statues of all fighters gathered an overgrowth. Weeds grew between every cracked tile. Still, the skeletons of old deaths brought back memories.

"This place hasn't changed at all since I last set foot..."

And so bloodbath lifted a hand into the sky, summoning a rip into the fabric of this world. The endless mass of star ridden darkness (called a void or vortex for those of you who don't know) expanded to encompass the entire sky. It was beautiful. Things began to appear. Mechanical drones and hordes of slaves marched from the darkness. They got to work instantly, painstakingly replacing every last marble tile, clearing away the weeds and repainting the walls of the lobby. It was restored to its former glory.

"Ahem," said the demigod to the one or two people actually listening, "this is MY world now. Bpen don't own shit no more!"

He smiled, no, rather crookedly grinned. His servents dissapeared. The void dissapeared. The sky returned and with it the heat. Armed with a butterknife, he awaited a challenger...

"Correction! it was your world, now its time for you to fight for it again" a voice booms and a statue shatters open to reveal Arch.
"Your still going to have to get past me BB"

Bloodbath scoffed at Arch, throwing his butterknife with deadly accuracy. The knife was followed by a barrage of pointy silverware sailing through the air.

"Eat shiny metal D00M!"

bloodbathmaster2 wrote: Armed with a butterknife, he awaited a challenger...

Blarg arrives, holding a blender by its cord and his Vorpal Spatula(With non-stick coating!).

"Dammit, I'm late again."

"D0000000000000M!"

Pulling out a shiny Supersledge, bloodbath swings it around with all of his weight, smacking Blarg like a... um... a... rather heavy and shiny Supersledge.

"Ooh, shiny..."

BLANG!

"OW!"

Blarg is sent flying by the massive impact. Hurtling through the air with the greatest of cheese, B manages to sling the blender at BBM2's head, wrapping the cord around his neck...


...then Blarg plugs it in.

Pulling a meatpacker's bandsaw from the depths of his armor, Blarg brandishes it and his Vorpal Spatula(Now with non-stick coating!) and goes for a bisection...