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Introduction
Welcome! its good to see you again, if your here then you must want to renew your contract right? Six months not enough eh? Well it seems someone liked your performance because you've been offered a sponsership to go pro! Theres big money to be made, espescially with the new events that have been added to the team circuit.
History of BloodSport
In 2020, a game was devised as a way to lower crime in the U.S. and depopulate the prison systems, BloodSport. A violent game similar to the gladiators of ancient rome where viewers could gamble on prisoners who fought to the death in a huge arena. It quickly became a smash hit in the first year, and after many heated legal debates and a strong response from the sports extensive fan base, BloodSport was opened to civillian competitors, [more commonly refered to as 'Gladiators'] in 2022, which caused the shows popularity to skyrocket, quickly passing Football, Basketball, and Soccer in ratings. The increase in popularity funded new events and match types, such as mounted vehicular combat, and team events, and the opening of dozens of arenas across the globe.
U.S. Arenas:
Nevada Desert Dome
A huge underground arena in the barren desert region just north of Las Vegas, The battleground here has a maximum of five miles and can be sectioned off to as little two-hundred feet and has a hilly landscape of loose dirt and large boulders.
Kentucky Bio Dome
Although not quite as large as its sister arena in Nevada, The Bio Dome boasted a highly wooded landscape littered with tall cliffs and many water sources, adding a unique depth to the combat. At maximum the battlefield is just over four miles in diameter, and can be sectioned off to a minimum of one-hundred feet.
East Asian Arenas:
Tokyo Mega Dome
A fairly new Battleground that boasts a unique urban enviroment, the only one on the pro circuit. It appears as a ruined city and was also the inspiration for the mounted vehicular combat match type. the aspects of the arena at maximum diameter reach about six miles and minimum about two-hundred feet.
Hong Kong Arena
A well tended arena that is comprised half of tall grasslands and half bamboo forest, this was the first arena built outside of the U.S. and brought a huge revenue basis into china's once failing economy. This particularly small arena tops off at two miles in diameter and can be anexed to as little as fifty feet.
Euro-Australian Arenas:
London's Nocturn Arena
This arena's unique environment simulates a moonlit island about three miles across, with rocky beaches and a wooded inland area
Australian ThunderDome
The largest arena on the pro circuit by a landslide, the battlefields maximum diameter reaches almost eight miles and features australia's harsh 'outback' environment that can be downsized to three-hundred feet.
Rome Coliseum
A large replica of the ancient coliseum of the bronze age, a huge tourism attraction for visitors of southern europe, this arena boasts a five mile battleground that, when downsized to its minimum of one-hundred feet, mimics the ancient coliseum's circular gladiator arena.
Match types
Grudge Match: original one on one fight to the death with melee weapons of choice ranging from battle axes to chainsaws [small battleground]
Team Grudge Match: Same concept with eight man teams instead [small battleground]
Vehicle Combat: Two Teams boasting a modified combat vehicle go head to head [large battleground]
Search and Destroy: Two individuals or teams separated on opposite sides of the arena are given prep time before being released to search for opponents [large battleground]
Battle Royal: Six Teams are pitted against each other in grudge match style combat [medium battleground]
Shootout: Three teams pitted against each other are given a firearm of thier choice and a large supply of ammunition in the form of a backpack *supressors and silencers restricted* [medium to large battleground]
You
As a Gladiator coming from the ameture league you have been sponsered by Isaiah Frost, a two year veteran to the solo pro tours and last years north american champion is looking to compete in the Pro team circuit this year. You have been chosen for Isaiah's team because you have shown exceptional skill in the arena and can handle yourself with the Press and Teleivision. All that stands between you and fame is one tiny little signature, what will you do?
With Mr. Frost's generous sponsership you will have unlimited access to a vast array of BloodSport approved weapons and equipment along with access to Mr. Frost's personal garage and pitt crew where your combat vehicle, when you should aquire it, will be housed and properly maintained.
Character Sheet
Name:
Gender: [females are welcome to compete as well]
Arena Alias: [Badass nickname? optional]
Age: [competitors must be over the age of 21]
Height/Weight:
Physical Description:
Photo: [optional/Anime preferably]
Melee Weapon: [within reason, no pocket knives and no 10 ton hammers]
Firearm: [shootout matches only, no snipers or rocket launchers, be reasonable]
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Brief History:
RULES!!!
No Godmodding, i will kill your character off without a second thought if it persists
Romance? there will be plenty of down time in this roleplay so yes, BUT sites rules are PG-13... dont go overboard
Swearing, know when its appropriate
There will only be 8 spots on the team, if you still want to take part after we fill up i might come up with a non combat role for you... Fan? Mechanic? idk PM me
Activity is key, dont join and then never post
Posts must fit the situation, it only takes a few sentences to stab someone if you leave out the unneeded crap, and it takes a paragraph or two for a character to reflect his/her thoughts or emotions, so make sure the length of the post fits the situation :)
History of BloodSport
In 2020, a game was devised as a way to lower crime in the U.S. and depopulate the prison systems, BloodSport. A violent game similar to the gladiators of ancient rome where viewers could gamble on prisoners who fought to the death in a huge arena. It quickly became a smash hit in the first year, and after many heated legal debates and a strong response from the sports extensive fan base, BloodSport was opened to civillian competitors, [more commonly refered to as 'Gladiators'] in 2022, which caused the shows popularity to skyrocket, quickly passing Football, Basketball, and Soccer in ratings. The increase in popularity funded new events and match types, such as mounted vehicular combat, and team events, and the opening of dozens of arenas across the globe.
U.S. Arenas:
Nevada Desert Dome
A huge underground arena in the barren desert region just north of Las Vegas, The battleground here has a maximum of five miles and can be sectioned off to as little two-hundred feet and has a hilly landscape of loose dirt and large boulders.
Kentucky Bio Dome
Although not quite as large as its sister arena in Nevada, The Bio Dome boasted a highly wooded landscape littered with tall cliffs and many water sources, adding a unique depth to the combat. At maximum the battlefield is just over four miles in diameter, and can be sectioned off to a minimum of one-hundred feet.
East Asian Arenas:
Tokyo Mega Dome
A fairly new Battleground that boasts a unique urban enviroment, the only one on the pro circuit. It appears as a ruined city and was also the inspiration for the mounted vehicular combat match type. the aspects of the arena at maximum diameter reach about six miles and minimum about two-hundred feet.
Hong Kong Arena
A well tended arena that is comprised half of tall grasslands and half bamboo forest, this was the first arena built outside of the U.S. and brought a huge revenue basis into china's once failing economy. This particularly small arena tops off at two miles in diameter and can be anexed to as little as fifty feet.
Euro-Australian Arenas:
London's Nocturn Arena
This arena's unique environment simulates a moonlit island about three miles across, with rocky beaches and a wooded inland area
Australian ThunderDome
The largest arena on the pro circuit by a landslide, the battlefields maximum diameter reaches almost eight miles and features australia's harsh 'outback' environment that can be downsized to three-hundred feet.
Rome Coliseum
A large replica of the ancient coliseum of the bronze age, a huge tourism attraction for visitors of southern europe, this arena boasts a five mile battleground that, when downsized to its minimum of one-hundred feet, mimics the ancient coliseum's circular gladiator arena.
Match types
Grudge Match: original one on one fight to the death with melee weapons of choice ranging from battle axes to chainsaws [small battleground]
Team Grudge Match: Same concept with eight man teams instead [small battleground]
Vehicle Combat: Two Teams boasting a modified combat vehicle go head to head [large battleground]
Search and Destroy: Two individuals or teams separated on opposite sides of the arena are given prep time before being released to search for opponents [large battleground]
Battle Royal: Six Teams are pitted against each other in grudge match style combat [medium battleground]
Shootout: Three teams pitted against each other are given a firearm of thier choice and a large supply of ammunition in the form of a backpack *supressors and silencers restricted* [medium to large battleground]
You
As a Gladiator coming from the ameture league you have been sponsered by Isaiah Frost, a two year veteran to the solo pro tours and last years north american champion is looking to compete in the Pro team circuit this year. You have been chosen for Isaiah's team because you have shown exceptional skill in the arena and can handle yourself with the Press and Teleivision. All that stands between you and fame is one tiny little signature, what will you do?
With Mr. Frost's generous sponsership you will have unlimited access to a vast array of BloodSport approved weapons and equipment along with access to Mr. Frost's personal garage and pitt crew where your combat vehicle, when you should aquire it, will be housed and properly maintained.
Character Sheet
Name:
Gender: [females are welcome to compete as well]
Arena Alias: [Badass nickname? optional]
Age: [competitors must be over the age of 21]
Height/Weight:
Physical Description:
Photo: [optional/Anime preferably]
Melee Weapon: [within reason, no pocket knives and no 10 ton hammers]
Firearm: [shootout matches only, no snipers or rocket launchers, be reasonable]
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Brief History:
RULES!!!
No Godmodding, i will kill your character off without a second thought if it persists
Romance? there will be plenty of down time in this roleplay so yes, BUT sites rules are PG-13... dont go overboard
Swearing, know when its appropriate
There will only be 8 spots on the team, if you still want to take part after we fill up i might come up with a non combat role for you... Fan? Mechanic? idk PM me
Activity is key, dont join and then never post
Posts must fit the situation, it only takes a few sentences to stab someone if you leave out the unneeded crap, and it takes a paragraph or two for a character to reflect his/her thoughts or emotions, so make sure the length of the post fits the situation :)
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OOC Notes
Cedric's patience was wearing thin with young Isaiah, the vagrant had barged into his office and perched himself atop his desk with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
As Isaiah turned to the contractor, he flicked his ashes into the coffee cup that sat in front of the older man. "So have you heard from any of 'em? I'm kinda on a tight schedual here, the team circuit starts in two months and I'd like a little prep time before the whole ordeal."
With his eyes remaining on the the ashes drifting in his coffee, Cedric replied slowly and softly, as not to explode in his own frusrtation. "I was still drinking that, prick... and I know just as much as you do at this point, just wait and see if they show up for now, I made it clear in each statement that the appointment would be today, but i didn't specify a timeframe."
When Isaiah finished his smoke, he tossed the butte into the cup and hopped off of Cedric's desktop. "My mistake, but if you would've come up with a 'timeframe' I wouldn't have to spend the entire day in your office, your mistake, but atleast I'm not the only one suffering for it." Isaiah said with a sly smile on his face. He really hated the old man, he screwed Isaiah with a few unbalanced matches in his earlier days, almost killing him, and tried to skim off the top of quite a few of his paychecks. Isaiah excommunicated himself from Cedric long ago, but since he was dealing with guys coming out of the ameture leagues he had to go through a contractor, namely this old bastard, dispite his wishes. Seating himself in a chair across the room, Isaiah popped in his ear buds and turned his music on, not removing his eyes from the snide old contractor.
As Isaiah turned to the contractor, he flicked his ashes into the coffee cup that sat in front of the older man. "So have you heard from any of 'em? I'm kinda on a tight schedual here, the team circuit starts in two months and I'd like a little prep time before the whole ordeal."
With his eyes remaining on the the ashes drifting in his coffee, Cedric replied slowly and softly, as not to explode in his own frusrtation. "I was still drinking that, prick... and I know just as much as you do at this point, just wait and see if they show up for now, I made it clear in each statement that the appointment would be today, but i didn't specify a timeframe."
When Isaiah finished his smoke, he tossed the butte into the cup and hopped off of Cedric's desktop. "My mistake, but if you would've come up with a 'timeframe' I wouldn't have to spend the entire day in your office, your mistake, but atleast I'm not the only one suffering for it." Isaiah said with a sly smile on his face. He really hated the old man, he screwed Isaiah with a few unbalanced matches in his earlier days, almost killing him, and tried to skim off the top of quite a few of his paychecks. Isaiah excommunicated himself from Cedric long ago, but since he was dealing with guys coming out of the ameture leagues he had to go through a contractor, namely this old bastard, dispite his wishes. Seating himself in a chair across the room, Isaiah popped in his ear buds and turned his music on, not removing his eyes from the snide old contractor.
OOC Notes
It was a sunny day today, not too hot, but comfortable. Amanda had flown to town a few days back, and had spent most of her time in her hotel room. Now it was the day of the scheduled meeting, and Amanda had wanted to be early. She wanted to make a good impression, as she didn't know if there would be any competition. She paced outside the designated office for a few minutes, trying to flush the red out of her face, but to no avail, only ushering in more red. She was not a people person, and she worried, vocally.
"What if he doesn't pick me? He probably wont like me. I'll just be kicked out or something...ugh!" She stomped her foot in frustration, but then worried she might of bothered someone below, and looked around nervously. It took her a moment, but she finally steeled herself, turned the nob on the door, and stepped into the office. What she saw before her was a little different then the flaming, lightning-shooting glory she expected. It was only slightly less unnerving. Two men occupied the room, an older one sitting at a desk, looking rather cross, and a younger, whom she recognized as Isaiah Frost(she blushed for a moment), sitting on a chair, listening to music, and smiling a wry smile one only has when they've won something. She was unsure of what to do, or who to introduce herself to first, so she stood there, awkwardly looking between the two of them, and for once, actually praying for someone else to come in the room.
"What if he doesn't pick me? He probably wont like me. I'll just be kicked out or something...ugh!" She stomped her foot in frustration, but then worried she might of bothered someone below, and looked around nervously. It took her a moment, but she finally steeled herself, turned the nob on the door, and stepped into the office. What she saw before her was a little different then the flaming, lightning-shooting glory she expected. It was only slightly less unnerving. Two men occupied the room, an older one sitting at a desk, looking rather cross, and a younger, whom she recognized as Isaiah Frost(she blushed for a moment), sitting on a chair, listening to music, and smiling a wry smile one only has when they've won something. She was unsure of what to do, or who to introduce herself to first, so she stood there, awkwardly looking between the two of them, and for once, actually praying for someone else to come in the room.
OOC Notes
Brenna was nervous. She didn't show it ,but she was. She consulted the tarot several times before she came here and one card kept coming up. Death.
She cooly walked into the meetingroom, where a short grey dress, her red mane flowing doen her back. He cool blue eyes flickered back and forth between the old man, Isaiah Frost (whomw she heard was a complete jack ass), and some girl she never recognised.
"Hello everyone. I am Brenna O'Conner. I was told that there was to be a meeting here." She spoke with a suductive tone. She slowly batted her eyes at Isaiah and smiled.
She cooly walked into the meetingroom, where a short grey dress, her red mane flowing doen her back. He cool blue eyes flickered back and forth between the old man, Isaiah Frost (whomw she heard was a complete jack ass), and some girl she never recognised.
"Hello everyone. I am Brenna O'Conner. I was told that there was to be a meeting here." She spoke with a suductive tone. She slowly batted her eyes at Isaiah and smiled.
OOC Notes
Enzo walked into the lobby just outside the office he was supposed to have the meeting. He and his 'lawyer' sat there waiting for a few minutes to see if anyone else would come in. After about ten minutes, the lawyer had had enough of waiting. He reached into his coat where he was obviously holding a gun. This was nothing new to Enzo. He knew exactly what it meant. He got up from out of the chair he was sitting in and walked towards the door. He grabbed the nob and began turning it, but before he opened the door, his lawyer spoke to him.
"You know what we are capable of Enzo. Try anything funny and you will find yourself dead. If you don't get the job, you will also find yourself dead. Any questions?"
Enzo didn't say anything. He never spoke to his captors unless he wanted to and no matter how much they tried to get him to speak when they wanted to, they just couldn't force him. He was a strong individual.
Enzo opened the door and was created by three people. He said his hello, not expecting a reply. There was a form of tension in the room that just didn't warrant any sort of friendly behavior it seemed. This tension, Enzo could tell was between the contractor and Isaiah. He could just see that they tried their best to avoid contact with each other. It almost seemed like they had just had it out with each other before he arrived. It must have been before the girl had arrived too. She looked awkward, but not because she had just witnessed a fight. Her blushing indicated that she either had an infatuation for Isaiah or that she was just really nervous and didn't know how to handle it. There was another girl too. She was wearing a grey dress and seemed to be trying to put on a show for the guys. He wasn't sure what that was all about, but he tried his best to ignore it for the time being. Enzo decided to break this lingering tension and the awkward silence and said, "So why don't we all get started while we wait for the rest to arrive. I'm curious to see why you asked me to come here." He smiled and took a seat beside the girl. He hoped that maybe it would make her feel more confidant to say something if she had someone who had a voice sitting beside her. Hopefully he was right otherwise she would never have a chance at making a pro team.
"You know what we are capable of Enzo. Try anything funny and you will find yourself dead. If you don't get the job, you will also find yourself dead. Any questions?"
Enzo didn't say anything. He never spoke to his captors unless he wanted to and no matter how much they tried to get him to speak when they wanted to, they just couldn't force him. He was a strong individual.
Enzo opened the door and was created by three people. He said his hello, not expecting a reply. There was a form of tension in the room that just didn't warrant any sort of friendly behavior it seemed. This tension, Enzo could tell was between the contractor and Isaiah. He could just see that they tried their best to avoid contact with each other. It almost seemed like they had just had it out with each other before he arrived. It must have been before the girl had arrived too. She looked awkward, but not because she had just witnessed a fight. Her blushing indicated that she either had an infatuation for Isaiah or that she was just really nervous and didn't know how to handle it. There was another girl too. She was wearing a grey dress and seemed to be trying to put on a show for the guys. He wasn't sure what that was all about, but he tried his best to ignore it for the time being. Enzo decided to break this lingering tension and the awkward silence and said, "So why don't we all get started while we wait for the rest to arrive. I'm curious to see why you asked me to come here." He smiled and took a seat beside the girl. He hoped that maybe it would make her feel more confidant to say something if she had someone who had a voice sitting beside her. Hopefully he was right otherwise she would never have a chance at making a pro team.
OOC Notes
Isaiah's unnerving gaze lifted from the man upon the first of the groups arrival, an attractive young woman oozing with timidness and caution. He soon noticed the woman was staring a hole through his head and when he lifted his cold eyes to meet her stare she blushed and turned away, this girl had been chosen for her skill, obviously not her charisma. She probably entered the room thinking he was going to pick from the group, when instead, all who recieved the letter have been accepted for Isaiahs team, but the timidness suited her so he decided not to say anything about it. Just when Isaiah decided to greet the young woman, another quickly entered the room. The first thing he noticed was the flaming red hair, followed by the flirty introduction, for which he plucked the headphones from his ears. Again Isaiah opened his mouth to speak but just before he could make sound, the door opened once more, revealing a male this time, he appeared to be a pleasent man, a nice hello and straight to the point quickly wanting to get to buisness. Finally finding a moment without interruption, Isaiah finally got out his introduction. "Hello, my name, as you already know, is Isaiah Frost." He was making an extra effort to sound approachable as they all noticed the tension between Cedric and himself. "Forgive me if i dont remember your names individually, but you all have been summoned here because of your exceptional performances in this past ameture circuit in your own perspective regions, wherever they may be. I have hand picked each of you, along with four other young gladiators to compete, with me, on the pro team circuit this season."
Cedric cut in for a moment. "If you'll each take a copy of your contracts and take a moment to read them over, you'll find your generous bonus upon signing along with all of your rights as a pro BloodSport competitor, including but not limited to, access to a wide array of BloodSport approved weapons and equipment, along with access to Mr. Frosts personal garage and pitt crew where your combat vehicle, when you should aquire it, will be housed and properly maintaned." His voice was flustered and his hands shook with frustration as he passed out the forms to the man and two young women.
"Thank you Cedric, after you look the form over, if there are no problems, please sign and date at the bottom." Isaiah looked the trio over as they skimmed the paper, still not able to recall thier names. He decided to extend his hand to the three in hopes to learn a bit about them and make a proper first impression.
Cedric cut in for a moment. "If you'll each take a copy of your contracts and take a moment to read them over, you'll find your generous bonus upon signing along with all of your rights as a pro BloodSport competitor, including but not limited to, access to a wide array of BloodSport approved weapons and equipment, along with access to Mr. Frosts personal garage and pitt crew where your combat vehicle, when you should aquire it, will be housed and properly maintaned." His voice was flustered and his hands shook with frustration as he passed out the forms to the man and two young women.
"Thank you Cedric, after you look the form over, if there are no problems, please sign and date at the bottom." Isaiah looked the trio over as they skimmed the paper, still not able to recall thier names. He decided to extend his hand to the three in hopes to learn a bit about them and make a proper first impression.
OOC Notes
Jeremy Krull walked into the main lobby followed by a main who looked like a rat. His hair was shirt and his nose was pointed. "Get lost..I don't need you here.."Jeremy said in a deep voice that sounded like grinding gravel. "I am supposed to be here! I am your lawyer and I speak for 'her' "the little man said with a tone of nervousness. With that Jeremy stopped and grabbed the man by his well overpriced jacket suit and lifted him up to be eye to eye "Listen here you little worm..I said I don't need you.. You will go and tell her that when I get out..I am going to BREAK HER IN HALF!" Jeremy Barked loudly and tossed the man at the door watching him scream and tumble through it.
With a small grunt of satisfaction Jeremy walked over to the office and opened the door, steeping through and having to turn sideways a bit and ducking his head only a fraction, Jeremy looked around the office. He did not say a word but he was already in a bad mood, and the mouse man had not helped. Seeing Frost and then the man at the desk "Who was the Contract.." Jeremy said finally.
With a small grunt of satisfaction Jeremy walked over to the office and opened the door, steeping through and having to turn sideways a bit and ducking his head only a fraction, Jeremy looked around the office. He did not say a word but he was already in a bad mood, and the mouse man had not helped. Seeing Frost and then the man at the desk "Who was the Contract.." Jeremy said finally.
OOC Notes
Nicoli tapped his foot impatiently as the taxi crawled at a snails pace through traffic. He was heading to a meeting with Isaiah Frost, the man was offering him sponsorship for a year in the big league, but the details of the contract were still unknown to him.
"'ey, mate, could you pick up the pace a lil', I'm late for a meeting."
The cab driver sighed and shook his head, then replied in a thick Indian accent, "It's not going to get any better than this you know, it's evening rush hour, everyone has places to go..."
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! How much further is it?" Nicoli rapped his feet on the floor of the taxi in rapid succession.
"Calm down, it's another about another twelve blocks, in this traffic I'd say... Uuuuh... 20 minutes?"
"Ok then, here man, take this," Nicoli slid a bunch of cash through into the drivers compartment, "Keep the change..."
Nicoli opened the door, and swung himself out onto the pavement. He pulled up his fur lined jacket, and set off at a jog.
"Wait!" The taxi driver called out after him, but it was in vain, Nicoli had all ready accelerated out of earshot. The man scratched the back of his head and examined the money he had been given, quizzically.
"Wait... These aren't dollars..."
****
Nicoli arrives at the office building in a few minutes, he stopped outside, and examined the towering structure. He tore his gaze away from the skyline, and briskly walked inside. He headed over to the front desk, and engaged in the most pleasant of conversations with her, in which he could only find out the room Frost was in.
"Not even a phone number... Not even a name..." Nicoli muttered to himself, slightly depressed, as he stropped off towards the office he was told about.
He walked through the open door into a room he could only assume was populated by fighters who had been offered sponserships as well. He looked around scanning each of the faces in the room, until his eyes came to a rest on Isaiah.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Swift has arrived!" He called out, in a loud, and slightly obnoxious tone. It's all about the first impressions y'know.
"'ey, mate, could you pick up the pace a lil', I'm late for a meeting."
The cab driver sighed and shook his head, then replied in a thick Indian accent, "It's not going to get any better than this you know, it's evening rush hour, everyone has places to go..."
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! How much further is it?" Nicoli rapped his feet on the floor of the taxi in rapid succession.
"Calm down, it's another about another twelve blocks, in this traffic I'd say... Uuuuh... 20 minutes?"
"Ok then, here man, take this," Nicoli slid a bunch of cash through into the drivers compartment, "Keep the change..."
Nicoli opened the door, and swung himself out onto the pavement. He pulled up his fur lined jacket, and set off at a jog.
"Wait!" The taxi driver called out after him, but it was in vain, Nicoli had all ready accelerated out of earshot. The man scratched the back of his head and examined the money he had been given, quizzically.
"Wait... These aren't dollars..."
****
Nicoli arrives at the office building in a few minutes, he stopped outside, and examined the towering structure. He tore his gaze away from the skyline, and briskly walked inside. He headed over to the front desk, and engaged in the most pleasant of conversations with her, in which he could only find out the room Frost was in.
"Not even a phone number... Not even a name..." Nicoli muttered to himself, slightly depressed, as he stropped off towards the office he was told about.
He walked through the open door into a room he could only assume was populated by fighters who had been offered sponserships as well. He looked around scanning each of the faces in the room, until his eyes came to a rest on Isaiah.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Swift has arrived!" He called out, in a loud, and slightly obnoxious tone. It's all about the first impressions y'know.
OOC Notes
Amanda wasn't the only one in the room with the two men anymore. Another woman had shown up not long after her, a woman she recognized as Brenna O'Connor, the Red Raven. She had made a point of flirtatiously introducing herself to Isaiah, who looked like he wanted to say something. Before he could, however, another man opened the door. He was blonde, good looking, and maybe in his low or mid 30's. Amanda didn't recognize him, but there were a lot of players, so it didn't bug her. He introduced himself quickly, but no one spoke up, and so the awkward silence continued until he spoke again, seemingly intent on breaking it.
"So why don't we all get started while we wait for the rest to arrive. I'm curious to see why you asked me to come here." He said it calmly, smiled, and sat next to Amanda.
Isaiah waited a moment, and realized there would be no more interruptions for a while and decided to make his introduction. He sounded friendly, but also a bit mechanical, as if purposely friendly. His partner(whom he later introduced as Cedric) got out some papers from his desk and passed them out to the group. They were the contracts. Amanda didn't wait for Isaiah to finish. She knew signing this was locking her into the position, and she wasted no time doing that. Without reading it, Amanda scribbled her poorly formed signature at the bottom, and after pausing to remember the date, wrote that down too. Looking up, Isaiah had his hand extended, and he had still called anyone by name(apart from Cedric and himself, of course), so she very bravely took his hand, and introduced herself.
"Amanda Roma, Mr. Frost sir. I was the European Amateur cham-" She trailed off as the door open, and a large man entered with a cross look on his face. The room was silent, and then he spoke up, asking a question. "Who was the Contract..?"
How rude. Thought Amanda.
Before anyone could say another word, the door opened again(what a surprise), and in stepped a young man, whom she didn't recognize right away.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Swift has arrived!" He shouted out obnoxiously, and the sharp noise hurt Amanda's ears. Nicoli Swift. Great.
"So why don't we all get started while we wait for the rest to arrive. I'm curious to see why you asked me to come here." He said it calmly, smiled, and sat next to Amanda.
Isaiah waited a moment, and realized there would be no more interruptions for a while and decided to make his introduction. He sounded friendly, but also a bit mechanical, as if purposely friendly. His partner(whom he later introduced as Cedric) got out some papers from his desk and passed them out to the group. They were the contracts. Amanda didn't wait for Isaiah to finish. She knew signing this was locking her into the position, and she wasted no time doing that. Without reading it, Amanda scribbled her poorly formed signature at the bottom, and after pausing to remember the date, wrote that down too. Looking up, Isaiah had his hand extended, and he had still called anyone by name(apart from Cedric and himself, of course), so she very bravely took his hand, and introduced herself.
"Amanda Roma, Mr. Frost sir. I was the European Amateur cham-" She trailed off as the door open, and a large man entered with a cross look on his face. The room was silent, and then he spoke up, asking a question. "Who was the Contract..?"
How rude. Thought Amanda.
Before anyone could say another word, the door opened again(what a surprise), and in stepped a young man, whom she didn't recognize right away.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen, Swift has arrived!" He shouted out obnoxiously, and the sharp noise hurt Amanda's ears. Nicoli Swift. Great.
OOC Notes
Nothing happened after he sat down. No one was saying anything, and things were getting more awkward by the second, that is until Isaiah decided to speak up to initiate introductions. "Hello, my name, as you already know, is Isaiah Frost. Forgive me if i don't remember your names individually, but you all have been summoned here because of your exceptional performances in this past armature circuit in your own perspective regions, wherever they may be. I have hand picked each of you, along with four other young gladiators to compete, with me, on the pro team circuit this season." He seemed to be friendly enough, but he knew that people in bloodsport were not always the friendliest people, so it wouldn't be much of a surprise if he was a complete jerk.
The girl who was sitting beside her. She was obviously a little more confident than before. She introduced herself as Amanda Roma and was quite polite while doing it. Once again, it seemed a little fake, but that was nothing to be surprised of. Before Amanda could get much more out of her mouth, another person walked in and completely interrupted the girl. It was rude, but the man who had interrupted didn't know that he did so. Enzo decided that he would try to talk. Try to introduce himself, but another man quickly shot into the room and introduced himself before Enzo had the chance. A few of the people seemed a little annoyed by all of these interruptions, but Enzo tried to brush it all off. It would be a negative way to start out a new relationship.
"For the sake that I may be interrupted again, I will try to make this fast. My name is Enzo Sharpe. I don't like my business partners at all, but I have to stay with them for the sake of business. I'm sure you will become acquainted with them quite well. The second I can get rid of them, I will though. As for my personal life, it is all off limits. Any questions, I will be willing to answer as long as it isn't personal." He said quickly and simply. Nothing else that he wanted to say needed to be said and that was best. He slouched into his chair and waited for someone else to speak.
The girl who was sitting beside her. She was obviously a little more confident than before. She introduced herself as Amanda Roma and was quite polite while doing it. Once again, it seemed a little fake, but that was nothing to be surprised of. Before Amanda could get much more out of her mouth, another person walked in and completely interrupted the girl. It was rude, but the man who had interrupted didn't know that he did so. Enzo decided that he would try to talk. Try to introduce himself, but another man quickly shot into the room and introduced himself before Enzo had the chance. A few of the people seemed a little annoyed by all of these interruptions, but Enzo tried to brush it all off. It would be a negative way to start out a new relationship.
"For the sake that I may be interrupted again, I will try to make this fast. My name is Enzo Sharpe. I don't like my business partners at all, but I have to stay with them for the sake of business. I'm sure you will become acquainted with them quite well. The second I can get rid of them, I will though. As for my personal life, it is all off limits. Any questions, I will be willing to answer as long as it isn't personal." He said quickly and simply. Nothing else that he wanted to say needed to be said and that was best. He slouched into his chair and waited for someone else to speak.
OOC Notes
Jeremy glanced over his shoulder and then down at the man who called himself Swift. His right eye twitching some at the sound of his voice but otherwise turned his back on him and looked around for a seat. Grumbling some at the size of the chairs Jeremy opted for a corner in the back and crossed his arms leaning into the corner some. Looking at the group that was here so far, besides seeing Frost. The only other he knew by name was Brenna. Having heard her name mentioned by a few of the people who ended up bunked with during a tour in North America. Looking at them all and realizing he was the only one who would be considered the giant of the group. It looked like he had at least a hundred pounds on most of the guys and almost double that on the women. "This will be interesting.."he said to himself.
OOC Notes
Nicoli pulled a face, slightly irritated by the fact that all his entrance had earned him was a handful of glares. He remained quiet long enough for Enzo to get his introduction over with, then decided to follow suit with an introduction of his own, in hopes of softening those irritated faces a little.
"Well 'ello, m'name is Nicoli MacHall, you may have 'eard of my arena name, 'Swift', if not then I feel hurt... Very, very hurt... I'm 23, enjoy games, my favorite colour is purple, favorite food is white chocolate cheese cake... So yeah, please take good care of meee~"
Nicoli hopped onto the desk and began riffling throughout papers on it.
"So where do I sign?"
"Well 'ello, m'name is Nicoli MacHall, you may have 'eard of my arena name, 'Swift', if not then I feel hurt... Very, very hurt... I'm 23, enjoy games, my favorite colour is purple, favorite food is white chocolate cheese cake... So yeah, please take good care of meee~"
Nicoli hopped onto the desk and began riffling throughout papers on it.
"So where do I sign?"
OOC Notes
Brenna smirked as she observed the others in the room. Some of the men really needed to work on their manners. Namely Nicoli MacHall who oh-so-rudely barged in and interupting the other girl, who Brenna now recognised as Amanda Roma. She actually recognised several people, for sometime Brenna watches other battles to pick up on tactics.
She spoke up when she felt it was her turn to side. When she felt it was her turn to sign the contract she spoke up.
"As I just said, I am Brenna O'Conner. My only conditions are that my three younger sisters will be free of any interviews or publicity. They are already against me being here."
She crossed her legs in her chair and pushed a strand of hair behind her shoulder. "If you agree to that, I'm at your disposal, Mr. Frost." she winked at him and smiled. She then skimmed over the contract with her eyes,
looking for anything that would be considered a "bad deal."
Brenna hoped that she was making the right choice with this.
She spoke up when she felt it was her turn to side. When she felt it was her turn to sign the contract she spoke up.
"As I just said, I am Brenna O'Conner. My only conditions are that my three younger sisters will be free of any interviews or publicity. They are already against me being here."
She crossed her legs in her chair and pushed a strand of hair behind her shoulder. "If you agree to that, I'm at your disposal, Mr. Frost." she winked at him and smiled. She then skimmed over the contract with her eyes,
looking for anything that would be considered a "bad deal."
Brenna hoped that she was making the right choice with this.
OOC Notes
Feeling it was his turn to sign now, Jeremy did not even glance at the contract, he knew his business. Looking directly at Frost" When this Circuit is over Frost..I am released..I am a free man again.."looking around at the others" I was sent to prison four years ago..a military prison..I have been fighting in these arenas sense they were Death matches in prison court yards..this is my last tour..I would of been out last year."he stopped talking for a moment,"My name is Jeremy Krull..you might know me as The Krull.."With those words he took a pen and signed "That is my only condition..I walk after this tour is over.."Setting it back down on the desk, Jeremy went back to his corner and turned his head to the side to crack his neck.
OOC Notes
Phae was late, or rather she assumed she was late. The letter had said that anytime today would be fine, however she highly doubted that meant they would want her to show up at eleven fifty-nine p.m.; not that she was going to. Hopefully. It was official: all GPSs needed to go to hell, especially the one built into her phone. The thing couldn't give her proper directions even if it would save it's life. Crappy piece of technology. It wasn't completely it's fault she was late though. Under the impression it would be good exercise and faster Phae decided to walk. A very stupid decision really.
Finally, after what probably was an hour's walk Saraphael gave in and asked a taxi to take her to her destination; this also turned out to be a mistake due to traffic and the like.
The cab driver turned to look at her, "Miss, your destination is that building right there if you want to walk." Looking at the building she immediately jumped out if the car and jogged forward. The driver yelled after her almost in rage, "hey you didn't pay!" As is her nature Phae ignored him.
She made it to the building in record time, not that anyone recoded it or anything of the such, and dashed for the front desk. "Frost." the lady at the front looked at her before giving her direction. "I'd rather be shown the way." she mumbled as she left the lobby and entered an elevator. On her way up she read the 'use stairwell in case of a fire' multiple times. She lost count after the fifty-first time. When the the elevator door bell rung she stepped forward into a hallway with quite a few doors. "Jeez, they're just bound and determined to keep me from this stupid room." a thought struck her considering her sanity; speaking to oneself was the first sign of insanity, however she brushed it off. Glancing down the hallway for a second time she saw a man sitting at the end of it, she watched him carefully and noticed the very slight - almost unnoticable - bulge in his jacket and the hand that hovered over it. He watched her just as intently as she watched him. After a moment she dismissed him, although always kept aware of his presence.
After a couple of meager knocks she found that only one room was left, so she grabbed the door knob and attempted to open it. It didn't budge. She pulled harder. Still nothing. Standing back Saraphael stared at the door in front of her for a moment before trying again. This time however she put her foot again the wall and pulled, the door rattled but once again refused to open itself, This is just plain rediculous! Standing back she scratched her head and wondered if she should just kick the door down; problem was this looked like an expensive door, so she wouldn't want to pay for a new one. She glanced behind her at the man who sat there boring holes into her back, quite obviously he wasn't going to help her, unless she didn't give him a choice. In the midst of her deliberating she caught sight of a sign reading : push don't pull. Oh, well that's just...inconvenient. Once more she tried to open the door, this time pushing on it and the thing open quite easily. As the room came into view she saw a group of people seemingly having a conversation. No doubt they were other 'gladiators'. She herself took a step into the room rather quietly.
Finally, after what probably was an hour's walk Saraphael gave in and asked a taxi to take her to her destination; this also turned out to be a mistake due to traffic and the like.
The cab driver turned to look at her, "Miss, your destination is that building right there if you want to walk." Looking at the building she immediately jumped out if the car and jogged forward. The driver yelled after her almost in rage, "hey you didn't pay!" As is her nature Phae ignored him.
She made it to the building in record time, not that anyone recoded it or anything of the such, and dashed for the front desk. "Frost." the lady at the front looked at her before giving her direction. "I'd rather be shown the way." she mumbled as she left the lobby and entered an elevator. On her way up she read the 'use stairwell in case of a fire' multiple times. She lost count after the fifty-first time. When the the elevator door bell rung she stepped forward into a hallway with quite a few doors. "Jeez, they're just bound and determined to keep me from this stupid room." a thought struck her considering her sanity; speaking to oneself was the first sign of insanity, however she brushed it off. Glancing down the hallway for a second time she saw a man sitting at the end of it, she watched him carefully and noticed the very slight - almost unnoticable - bulge in his jacket and the hand that hovered over it. He watched her just as intently as she watched him. After a moment she dismissed him, although always kept aware of his presence.
After a couple of meager knocks she found that only one room was left, so she grabbed the door knob and attempted to open it. It didn't budge. She pulled harder. Still nothing. Standing back Saraphael stared at the door in front of her for a moment before trying again. This time however she put her foot again the wall and pulled, the door rattled but once again refused to open itself, This is just plain rediculous! Standing back she scratched her head and wondered if she should just kick the door down; problem was this looked like an expensive door, so she wouldn't want to pay for a new one. She glanced behind her at the man who sat there boring holes into her back, quite obviously he wasn't going to help her, unless she didn't give him a choice. In the midst of her deliberating she caught sight of a sign reading : push don't pull. Oh, well that's just...inconvenient. Once more she tried to open the door, this time pushing on it and the thing open quite easily. As the room came into view she saw a group of people seemingly having a conversation. No doubt they were other 'gladiators'. She herself took a step into the room rather quietly.
OOC Notes
Nicoli had finished flipping through the thick stack of papers that was his contract. Finding it devoid of suspiciously small print, or foreboding warnings written in blood he decided it was safe enough to sign. He scrawled his name on the bottom of the last page. If there was any horrifically limiting things written in the contract, well 'swift' wasn't the sort of bird to let it tie him down to his roost.
As he ended his signature with a flourish there was a rattling at the door. He raised an eyebrow wondering what was going on. The door opened, and a small brown haired girl slipped into the room, with a small furrow on her brow. She seemed vaguely familiar to him.
Nicoli smirked, understanding her predicament, and shot a taunting side comment in her direction, "Doors are tricky things aren't they?"
As he ended his signature with a flourish there was a rattling at the door. He raised an eyebrow wondering what was going on. The door opened, and a small brown haired girl slipped into the room, with a small furrow on her brow. She seemed vaguely familiar to him.
Nicoli smirked, understanding her predicament, and shot a taunting side comment in her direction, "Doors are tricky things aren't they?"
OOC Notes
Phae stopped for a moment and looked at the...boy...that had spoken. Of course, quite obviously this 'boy' had to actually be a man but he was so small. Not that she was one to talk. Looking at him she quickly recognized him as Nicoli...something, better known as Swift. As a matter of fact she recognized most everyone in the room. She could tell he wanted her to react to his comment violently, either with words or actions, however she wasn't going to concede to his wishes that easily. Raising an eyebrow she gracefully walked over to an empty seat and sat down, crossing her legs as she did so, "There are..trickier...more deadly things in the realm of Blood Sport, you do know that. Right? Swift?" Ok so her tone was a little threatening but it wasn't like she over reacted. As a matter of fact, she considered it a practical and graceful defense of her own stupidity.
She quickly wondered if, like how she knew the people here, they would know or at least have some sense of recognition towards her. It didn't matter to her that much if they did or not, but it would be interesting to know how far her name had spread.
She quickly wondered if, like how she knew the people here, they would know or at least have some sense of recognition towards her. It didn't matter to her that much if they did or not, but it would be interesting to know how far her name had spread.
OOC Notes
Nicoli grinned gleefully, "Ha ha~! She gets the name! And yes, you're deffinately right about that... I'm really sorry to ask a fan of your status, but what is your name? Something about you reminds me o' a multitude of headless corpses, but I just can't place the name..."
Nicoli, frowned a little as he finished up, trying to recall anything he could remember about violent little girls in the lower circuits, but the frown loosened a bit as he began thinking about how she spoke. She did seem a little on edge, but she had handled herself pretty well. To him it seemed that the girl was either well versed in verbal combat, or jut didn't find him worth the effort. The first option seemed much more appealing to him since the second would be an attack on his oversized ego.
Nicoli, frowned a little as he finished up, trying to recall anything he could remember about violent little girls in the lower circuits, but the frown loosened a bit as he began thinking about how she spoke. She did seem a little on edge, but she had handled herself pretty well. To him it seemed that the girl was either well versed in verbal combat, or jut didn't find him worth the effort. The first option seemed much more appealing to him since the second would be an attack on his oversized ego.
OOC Notes
Raising his head to look at the woman who had entered and then listened to Swift talk, Jeremy grunted some" Her nickname from the Arena is Mademoiselle Guillotine..Nick name was given from the fact that all of her enemies in the arena have no heads..she uses a Ninja favorite weapon called Kyoketsu-Shoge Also known as a Kusarigama..something you also favor Swift..along with your Bracer knifes.."He looked at the two and already knew the question. "When your in the prison leagues for a few years and then come to the second tier leagues..you learn who everyone is..and no I am not a fan..this is my first go around in the First Tier Leagues..and hopefully my only one" Jeremy had finished saying, his gravel grinding voice sounding deeply in the room.
He looked from one to the other waiting for one of them to reply.
He looked from one to the other waiting for one of them to reply.
OOC Notes
Nicoli smiled, and adressed the big guy, "Prison leagues... Big guy... that scar... You are, correct me if I'm wrong 'The Krull', right? Saw a couple prison league matches featuring you a bit ago, you were pretty good... Anyway thanks for jogging my memory... 'Mademoiselle Guillotine' I knew it had sometime to do with heads... I need to catch up with you Americains, I was too busy following the big names back home, like 'Iron Bar' and 'Markus'..."
Nicoli leaned back on the desk and crossed his legs, "And you're setting yourself up for something bad to happen by saying you want this to be your 'last time' on the circuit, I mean don't you watch movies man?"
Nicoli leaned back on the desk and crossed his legs, "And you're setting yourself up for something bad to happen by saying you want this to be your 'last time' on the circuit, I mean don't you watch movies man?"
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Jeremy nodded "I am The Krull and yes I have watched movies" Smirking some "My 'employer' as I will call her..took me right out of a Military Prison..You have seen my matches..she has been trying to kill me for two years..but she can't get her goons close enough to do it..Fighting three guys my size..or double that your size swift..In this league though..she has no pull..I don't care if she knows im coming for her..I am going to get her..I will get out of this tour..alive and Ill be damned if anyone tries to stop me." Jeremy said as it could be seen visibly he was tensing up at the words he was saying. Who ever the woman is, had royally pissed him off.
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Amanda had signed her form and had been content just waiting. She didn't feel the need to introduce herself to the rest of the team gathered, they were all caught up in their own conversations. She sat patiently off to the side and listened to the groups converse. She started to daze off, letting her gaze wander. It stopped periodically, first on Jeremy's large arms, then again on Brenna's bosom, and back to Isaiah's face, then out the window, to the high rise across the street. The office sounds and the group talking all started to blend together, and before she knew it, Amanda had drifted to sleep.
OOC Notes
Phae looked at Swift, eyebrow raised, "I am most definately not a fan of yours, I'm not into annoying." She had said it so much under her breath she doubt anyone heard, but hey that was fine with her. When the big guy spoke, whome she immediately recognized as 'The Krull' although she couldn't put a finger on his actual name she oh so very little smiled. At least someone here knew who she was, and why she was so named. Although at the mention of her Kyoketsu-Shoge being otherwised named as a Kusarigama she was insulted, the two were both chained weapons but they held nothing else in common. Plus, she couldn't help not wanting to be compared to Nicoli, that in of itself was a deep insult.
She listened to The Krull rage on about his so called employer who had been trying to kill him, for god knows what, and how he was coming for her. Rage much? Becoming uninterested in the rest of their conversation her gaze began to flicker across the room, landing on Isaiah Frost, who had been uncharacteristicly quiet and then moving on to the young woman who had fallen asleep. She raised an eyebrow. "I certainly hope she doesn't plan on doing that in a room full of dangerous people, that could be catastrophic." Phae said nodding in the woman's direction.
She listened to The Krull rage on about his so called employer who had been trying to kill him, for god knows what, and how he was coming for her. Rage much? Becoming uninterested in the rest of their conversation her gaze began to flicker across the room, landing on Isaiah Frost, who had been uncharacteristicly quiet and then moving on to the young woman who had fallen asleep. She raised an eyebrow. "I certainly hope she doesn't plan on doing that in a room full of dangerous people, that could be catastrophic." Phae said nodding in the woman's direction.
OOC Notes
Enzo didn't believe what he was hearing from all these people. All the angry people and sly comments that were being flown around the room and then the girl who was just sleeping while all this was going on. It amazed him. Enzo couldn't trust his life with these people, but didn't have much of a choise. The only thing that would get him through to the very end was his own wits. There was no way for him to escape at the moment, but the second he got a good opening to do so, he would. It was only a matter of time before his business associates would get lazy and loosen their grip around him. When that happens, Enzo would be ready.
The arguing continued, one of the girls, who's arena name had something to do with a guillotine, whispered something bitter under her breath. This was absolutely ridiculous that he was supposed to be in a team with these people. In his old business, people who spoke that way to any of his team mates would be kicked off the team, although, they were the ones who abandoned him when he needed it the most. Look where that got him. Although, they had good reason to and Tiffany was most likely safe now because of it. The mission always came first. These people would be more than glad to abandon him if it meant a higher likelihood of survival. Maybe he would use that to his advantage latter.
In the meantime, Enzo continued to listen to the conversation go on, trying to figure out the group dynamics amongst them. He finally decided that enough was enough though and interrupted before things got out of hand.
"Listen, if you guys can't even handle each other in this room, what makes you think that you will be able to function as a single unit in the heat of battle. This type of fighting will only lead to death. Trust me, I've learnt from experience what this can cause. So stop fighting about who has the worst life, or how is the better killer, because it doesn't really matter."
With that, he finished, hoping that these people would understand how important it was for them to listen.
The arguing continued, one of the girls, who's arena name had something to do with a guillotine, whispered something bitter under her breath. This was absolutely ridiculous that he was supposed to be in a team with these people. In his old business, people who spoke that way to any of his team mates would be kicked off the team, although, they were the ones who abandoned him when he needed it the most. Look where that got him. Although, they had good reason to and Tiffany was most likely safe now because of it. The mission always came first. These people would be more than glad to abandon him if it meant a higher likelihood of survival. Maybe he would use that to his advantage latter.
In the meantime, Enzo continued to listen to the conversation go on, trying to figure out the group dynamics amongst them. He finally decided that enough was enough though and interrupted before things got out of hand.
"Listen, if you guys can't even handle each other in this room, what makes you think that you will be able to function as a single unit in the heat of battle. This type of fighting will only lead to death. Trust me, I've learnt from experience what this can cause. So stop fighting about who has the worst life, or how is the better killer, because it doesn't really matter."
With that, he finished, hoping that these people would understand how important it was for them to listen.
OOC Notes
Phae looked at the guy who just spoke her face surprised by his words. She liked him. Practical, could survive a situation, she would be happy to be on a team with this guy. Smiling a bit she nodded; as much as she hated admitting it he was right and she couldn't afford to lose another battle, she doubted anyone would pay for her life that time. Looking at the man again she responded, "You're right. I apologize for my rudeness, it was uncalled for. I am afraid I don't recognize you, may I ask what your name is?" She bowed her head a little when she apologized - which she hated doing but her father/master had taught her how to be respectful, and she knew he would be ashamed of her if she didn't. Before he responded though she spoke, "I am Saraphael by the way."
No one here was allowed to call her Phae just yet - she didn't trust them enough. And Nicoli had better keep calling her Mademoiselle Guillotine or it was gonna be a head - she internally chuckled at her small joke.
No one here was allowed to call her Phae just yet - she didn't trust them enough. And Nicoli had better keep calling her Mademoiselle Guillotine or it was gonna be a head - she internally chuckled at her small joke.
OOC Notes
Jeremy looked up at Enzo and merely shook his head. He was not trying to say he was the better killer, He could honestly care less about being the better killer or having a shitty life. Plenty of people had it worse then he did. Letting everyone know what his purpose is for being here and as simple as that. Staring dead on at Enzo "got no problem doing team work.. Sounds good to me..Ill do it..if not well you figure that out on your own.."Jeremy finished saying, and looked at the one sleeping. "brave little one.."He said to himself as he watched her for a few seconds before stretching his arms out to get the stiffness out of them.
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Re: [OOC] Blood Sport
I HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE!
This roleplay is on the verge of rebirth! SO if anyone here would like to try this again it will be up sometime today! ^-^
*Chu*
~M
This roleplay is on the verge of rebirth! SO if anyone here would like to try this again it will be up sometime today! ^-^
*Chu*
~M
Re: [OOC] Blood Sport
RESSURECT RESSURECT RESSURECT RESSURECT!! I loved the chemistry between Nikolai and everyone, it was like mixing Lithium Aluminum Hydride with water, IT WAS SOO~OO BEAUTIFUL! If you're ressurecting this PM me, I'd love to rejoin.
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I also liked this story, along with my awesome chari. If you are up for restarting it I am also.
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Yea i know it has been dead which sucks a good roleplay dead before it even starts. was hoping with me coming back we can try to get others here or possibly start our own one sometime. I did like this story.
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I would love to..but I am going to be gone for 2 to 6 months starting tuesday, which is said cause I liked my character in this. Remember the krull fondly!
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i hate to say it but i think someone should take this and restart so those who still wanna participate can
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I'm still here, I asked bilge what happened when I saw him on but he never responded O.o
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You guys still alive? Has Bilge said anything about his absence? What's goin' on?
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yeah no kidding. I could hack his computer and see what he is really up to. However, that happens to be illegal soo maybe not.
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Ya i know we are all busy at times, but if it takes you half a hour to get one post up..We all have things to do. I Have guard drill this coming weekend but ill still be checking when I get home. Kinda funny that we are all active and the GM isn't. And he made the rule.
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how are you going to start such a awesome role play and then never be online grrrrrrr
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You're welcome. :3
I want bligey to come back soon too, but I can understand if he's got stuff to do...
With that I am off for the night, try not get too far ahead. :)
I want bligey to come back soon too, but I can understand if he's got stuff to do...
With that I am off for the night, try not get too far ahead. :)
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seemed like your lovable convict. hehehe. I laughed at that. Hopefully BW gets back and we can get this show rolling.
