Duck and Cover

Letting out a shocked gasp as the Proved One fell to the earth, Glowbug turned, his aura of radiation dimming, glancing at Follower and BB. "I honor and respect your death, Proven One. may you return with honor." Leaning against a non-existent wall, he uncoiled his Nine-Piece Chain Whip, letting the tip hit the ground with a poof of dust. Watching the other warriors intently, he waited for one of them to approach him.

Looking to the sight of the crimson blood spewing from his foot, bloodbath screamed like a girl. Shortly later, he passed out.

Spinning his arms, Glowbug shot the whip at Follower, smacking him in the chin. "Do not touch his body, fiend. The Proved One died with honor, and you will respect his death!" Spinning backwards, he pulled the whip back, wrapping it around his arms, chest and legs, grabbing the five segments and pulling them tight, watching Follower closely. He crouched slightly, then leapt up into the air, firing the whip at him, the head and a few segments wrapping around his leg, then yanking back as he landed, throwing Follor onto his back. Giving a strong tug, Glowbug wrapped the whip around his arm, preparing to attack. His aura flared out, the whiteness spreading around him.

bloodbathmaster2 wrote:Looking to the sight of the crimson blood spewing from his foot, bloodbath screamed like a girl. Shortly later, he passed out.

*Smiley claps his forehead and shakes his head*

"How dare you to call me fiend. I am defender of poor animals... and all other creatures" - Follower looks at mutated body of dead hamster with confusion - "Anyway, I'll get him... and I'll get you too..." His grining face becomes dark and full of shadows...

"I didn't want to make it so difficult, pal, but it's your choice..." - human's body of Follower changes into the body of dark creature of the night. Many of his half-illusionary hands are thirsting for fresh blood...

Without any delay Follower atacks Glowbug with haste. Glowbug tries to hit him with whip, but Follower tears it easyly. Than he hits him strongly into the groin and ghoul flies away to the other wall of Arena.

"This is only the begining, pal. I haven't used my shadow blades yet..." - Glowbug hears quite voice in his head. Follower is coming slowly to him...

Dark clouds cover the skies of the arena, not a single ray of sunlight penetrating the layer of darkness. A few small bolts of lightning strike the ground around the arena harmlessly. A deep, inhuman voice is heard from the sky, chanting a strange message that is indecipherable to any of the fighters.

".lla uoy yortsed dna esir lliw repaer ,emoc sah emit ehT"

The text is a mystery to all the people as the lightning continues to strike down around a circle of the arena. Something big is going on.

as fortold in legends, the mighty first force has returned.
bound by the mighty ISP lords, he escaped just to return to the arena, just to enjoy the battle again.
WHO CHALLENGES ME?!

In the circle contained within the lightning a set of runes appears in the floor, they are illuminated by a mysterious light as a ring of light forms inside the circle on the floor. The lightning becomes more intense as does the glow of the runes and ring.

Grunting, Glowbug stood up slowly, checking himself out. Feeling no more injuries than bruised dignity, he drew a tai chi sword from it's sheath, standing on one leg and going into a Northern Crane stance. Twirling forward, a whirlwind of slashes and kicks, he stopped, watching Follower. His white aura brightened, a halo of heat around him. He raised a hand to Follower, smiling underneath his mask. "Bring it."

Suddenly a huge bolt of lightning hurtles down and strikes the middle of the circle. A figure kneels in the middle of the circle, he is wearing black plate mail adorned with bones and a black cape. The figure stands and draws a long katana with runes along the blade. The lightning stops and the runes and circle fade away, the clouds thin away and disapear. The figure speaks.

".eid ot eimT !skcatta ym evivrus llahs enon ,repaer ma I"

*The dark knight looks around with red eyes at the combatants. He takes his helmet off and his white hair falls down his back, his face is pale, almost bone coloured and his eyes burn red with pure evil, this is Reaper, he means business.

"Now, who will be first?"

Lunging forward, Glowbug lopped off several hands with a sweeping slash, then jumped up, spiraling with the sword and held the slash, lopping of several more of Follower's hands. As he fell, he kicked him in the stomach, the force of the kick knocking him back, then slashed as he landed on one foot. Drawing the sword up into a fencer's salute, he hopped onto the other foot, slashing across his cheek. He took a few hops back, waiting patiently. Glancing out of his eye, he laughed. "Proved One, you are back! Your honor abounds!" He laughed again, dropping into a Dancing Monkey stance, the sword point aimed at Follower as the blade and Glowbug danced in place.

i shall take thy challenge reaper, but know this, i am a formidable foe.
so make thy move.....

*Reaper walks to FF, his armour clanking with his every step. He wields the blade lightly but quick and deadly. He stands in front of FF, the wind flowing through his cloak, black as night, dark as pitch. Reaper's left hand flexes in his gauntlet. He lunges at FF with an elegant but deadly sword slash. FF only just manages to avoid it. "Damn, he's fast." FF thinks to himself as Reaper turns round to face his opponent.

"I'm just getting started, prepare to die a slow and painful death :twisted:"

just after the point where FF dodged the attack, he lunges out with his fist but misses and trips and thus scratching his newly polished chrome armor.

reaper laughs

why you little......

FF kicks reaper and pulls out a white spraypaint can.
whilst the reaper desperately tries to get up, FF sprays "FF kicked my ass" on his butt.

*Reaper gets up and swings round with his sword and catches FF's chest, slicing it open and letting a flow of the red liquid known as blood out of FF's chest. Reaper's cloak falls over FF's graffiti, making it invisible. The blood from FF's wound sprays on Reaper's armour, he wipes it off and raises the sword above FF's head to deal the final blow.

"You will regret the day you mocked me."

*Before dealing the blow, Reaper kicks FF harshly in the nuts 8O to make him go down to kill him more easily. The sword comes down...

FF dodges the final blow of the Reaper and rolls away to safety.
whilst coughing up blood, sitting against the wall of the arena he says:
i need a bandaid, Reaper, you will pay dearly for this *cough* *cough*
suddenly FF takes out a plasma grenade and lobs it at Reaper......

*Reaper does a spinning kick and hits the plasma grenade back to it's owner, the timer says 00:01. Reaper grins evilly :twisted:.

"Dodge this."

as the plasma grenade hurls at FF, he says heavely breathing: i shall return. this frag shall not be yours...
FF pulls out a gun and shoots himself thru the head.
BOOM! plasma grenade impacts leaving only some splattered organ of FF

"That's what you think!"

*Reaper goes over to FF and holds his left hand above the body. FF comes back to life and Reaper cuts his head off. The frag is Reaper's. He grins evilly as he turns to face the other fighters.

"Who's next! :twisted:"

A brilliant sphere of white light appears high in the skies above the Arena, with a noise like the very fabric of the universe itself being hastily patched with duct tape after being torn asunder. The sphere collapes upon itself, the displaced air returning with an awesome thunderclap. In the center of where the sphere was, a battlesuited figure hangs in space for an instant, then falls to earth screaming and flailing its arms and legs.

SPLAAAT

The grim figure gets up and brushes the dust from his armor.
"Damn shoddy coin-op teleporters."

A rocket pack ignites, propelling the figure up with sufficient force to have braked him to a soft landing if it had worked in the first place, then it goes out. A parachute opens upon the second impact.
"Gravity is a harsh mistress."

The man gets up from the second crater, retracts the parachute, and brushes jagged chunks of Arena floor from his armor.

"Hi, everyone, did I miss anything?"