same, i've already spoken to you about it and it would be unfair for me to bet. But i will most probably take part in the next grand tournament.
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EE
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same, i've already spoken to you about it and it would be unfair for me to bet. But i will most probably take part in the next grand tournament.
Stay Essential
EE
Snow howled across the mountain as the next two combatants stepped forward.
One was a young man with blond hair and an cheerful face. He wore a yellow hooded jacket that didn't cover all of his stomache and black short pants, the leg shorter on one side than the other. In his hand he carried jagged blue blade with inscriptions all over it.
The other was a strange man, abnormally short and dressed in a red bodysuit and helmet with white gloves and boots. He wore a pink scarf that trailed in the wind.
"The next battle is between Tidus and Viewtiful Joe! BEGIN!"
Tidus hefted his sword and prepared to attack. Viewtiful Joe suddenly shot forward, moving as a blur and punching Tidus in the chest, sending him flying.
Tidus landed deep in the snow a few feet back. Shaking his head to clear it, he stood just in time to take another punch, this time an uppercut to his face.
"Bastard!" Tidus screamed as he tumbled through the snow, finally righting himself.
"Haste!"
Viewtiful Joe came in once more, his fist extended in an almost comical superhero style.
Tidus dodged to the side, his movements much faster than they had been before.
As Joe overextended, Tidus dashed forward, tackling him with a forceful tackle usually only reserved for underwater blitzball play.
Joe was sent flying backwards, and this time he went ploughing through a snow bank.
Getting to his feet, he surged forward again.
Tidus grit his teeth and grasped his sword. As Joe came in for another attack, he thrust it forward with all of his might.
Joe stopped in midair as the sword slid into his right lung. Gasping and coughing blood, he fell backward, his weight shifting the sword downward. Landing softly in the snow, he immediately began to stain it red with his own blood.
8th Match: Tidus vs. Viewtiful Joe
Victory: Tidus
1,000 gold to Braska's Final Aeon for rent.
The next match will be between Cloud and Beatrix. It will take place in Larry's Lair. Betting will close at midnight tomorrow.
Placing Bet.
Placing bet. Realy looking forwards this one. :)
Confirming bet
Ran into a spot of homework, this update will be a bit late, since I really want this fight to be good. In the meantime, go find others to bet.
Bit nervous about this one, but I'm betting anyway. I guesstimate this'll be a close one.
Two figures stepped onto the platform amidst the frenzied cheers of the watching crowd.
One was a young man with spikey blond hair, a black tank-top and pants, and one black sleeve covering his left arm. In both hands he held a massive sword, the blade thicker than both of his arms combined and the blade's length only slightly less than his own height.
The other was a woman with brown, somewhat curly hair that fell to just below her shoulderblades. Her right eye was covered with a strip of white cloth, and she wore a white dress that ended in a skirt. In both hands she held a long blade with rune engravings upon it.
"The next battle is between Cloud and Beatrix! BEGIN!"
Gripping his sword in both hands, Cloud charged forward, swinging the massive blade at Beatrix with all his might.
Knowing that she had no chance of blocking the massive sword, Beatrix leapt nimbly into the air, allowing the blade to pass under her feet.
"Blind!" she shouted, extending her free left hand outward.
Cloud screamed and staggered back, trying to clear his eyes with his shoulder.
Putting his hand on his gauntlet, a green spherical gem held within it began to glow. Magic swirled around his eyes and they opened again, just in time to see Beatrix's next attack.
"THUNDER SLASH!"
Cloud desperately brought his massive blade up, the energy smashing into his arm before he could bring it completely to bear.
The magic attack knocked him off of his feet and near to the edge of the arena.
Grasping his sword firmly, he stood as quickly as he was able, just as Beatrix unleashed her next attack.
"CLIMHAZZARD!"
Cloud's eyes glowed with an eerie light as she dashed towards him.
"CLIMHAZZARD!" he roared, charging forward.
Both of their blades met with a titanic clash, the combatants pressing against the other's sword with all their might.
The blades locked in a shower of sparks for just a moment, before Cloud's pushed Beatrix's back.
With a massive upward slash, he broke her guard and sent her flying backwards, towards the edge.
Beatrix thrust downward, her sword thrusting into the ground. Using it, she pushed off, drawing the blade out and using the reverse-momentum to turn her fall into a charge.
"SHOCK!"
A massive shockwave of energy burst forth and slammed into Cloud.
He raised his blade to block, and the energy began swirling around it and dispersing to the side, although not without effect. The energy was definitely taking a toll on his body, and more and more wounds were appearing on him.
His eyes flared with mako energy and he began to slash furiously, each sword stroke accompanied by a surge of energy.
As he continued to slash, he chopped his way closer and closer, dispersing the energy of Beatrix's attack as he went.
Still holding her sword and emitting her attack, Beatrix closed her eyes, white light shining around her.
"HOLY!"
A wave of holy magic burst forth from her sword, merging with her attack and slamming into Cloud.
Cloud screamed and was flung into the air, over the ledge and towards the lava pit. A magical barrier burst to life under him, catching him before he was incinerated in the lava below.
"Beatrix is the winner!"
9th Match: Cloud vs. Beatrix
Victory: Beatrix
1,000 gold to Rase for rent.
The next match will be between Rubedo and Homard. It will take place in the Skull Dungeon. Betting will close at midnight tomorrow.
And more battlefields are always nice.
Placing Bet
is it too late to join?
Nope. Just post to confirm your bet and PM me your bet.
Confirming Bet.
Nice one, expected Cloud to to better. Next bet is placed.
CMB
Two figures stepped onto the spike-filled battleground.
One was a man in a flashy red-and-pink pirate's ensemble, with puffy white sleaves and brown, cat-skull marked gloves. He held two very long rapiers, one in either hand.
The other was a young boy with pink hair and a maroon overcoat. He wore a pink undershirt and brown pants, and held two old soviet pistols.
"The next battle is between Rubedo and Homard! BEGIN!"
"Fighting a little boy?" Homard asked in an arrogant tone. "Isn't there someone else around to offer me more of a challenge?"
"I'll make you eat those words," Rubedo replied with a smirk, drawing his pistols.
"Let's go pretty boy! Storm Waltz!"
Rubedo flung a handful of coins into the air before drawing both of his guns. With a cocky grin, he shot at the coins, the bullets richocheting off them and around Homard.
Homard grunted and jumped back, getting nicked by several of the shots but not taking any real damage.
"Not bad, little boy," he said through grit teeth. "Thunder Blade!"
Homard charged forward, his blade crackling with lightning.
Rubedo jumped into the air, the image of four angelic wings appearing on his back.
"Angelic Requiem!" he yelled, firing several shots of light energy at Homard.
Homard stopped in mid-charge, coughing blood as the shots pierced his body. Gasping for air, he staggered forward and collapsed, the spikes of the battlefield almost crushing him before they came to a stop.
10th Match: Rubedo vs. Homard
Victory: Rubedo
1,000 gold to Rase for rent.
The next match will be between Ichigo and Shinobi. It will take place in Mt. Gangezet. Betting will close at midnight tomorrow.
And more battlefields are always nice.