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A Fight for your Life (Conumbra vs Rilla)

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A Fight for your Life (Conumbra vs Rilla)

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Conumbra on Sat May 08, 2010 5:47 pm

(This will be a realistic fight between myself and Rilla)

Here are the rules.

1. No god-modding/meta-gaming

2. No powers at all, since this is realistic.

3. Use logic when fighting. This is realistic, so being able to do a million dodges and not get hit at least once is not allowed.

4. If we come to a disagreement, a judge will be called to help end the argument.

Vieed stalked through the jungle on his private island, full of several...unique specimens. They weren't animals of course, but actual sentient creatures that he let loose in the jungles to try and hone his skills at hunting. He let them use their weapons, because as he often said to any maids that criticized the idea or went to the authorities about "No best in the wild has no claws or teeth. None of my specimens will be like that either." This would normally be followed by the maid in question having her guts ripped up and strung around Vieed's house to use as Christmas decorations and to remind the other employees around the house about the consequences of such actions.

So far he had bagged around 20 specimens today with the tranquilizer gun; although the more rambunctious ones had to be put down with his twin daggers which was rather sad. He hated to get rid of a good opponent but sometimes people just needed to be taught a lesson in humility, even if it was at their own expense, but that's how the world rotating. Vieed stopped thinking about philosophy and began to track down his newest opponent. Hopefully this one would be more deserving of being brought here.
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Re: A Fight for your Life (Conumbra vs Rilla)

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Rilla on Sat May 08, 2010 6:04 pm

"What the hell?" Worren angrily exclaimed as he stalked through jungle; wondering how he, The Ninja, found himself captured and drug to a far off forest. On him, was his attire; a short and vest set of brown and tan. His Camping Gear was strangely missing; though he was afforded two Kunai Knives and his Blow Gun and Darts. His anger was peaking, and outrageously so. However, neither heat nor flames, protruded from his body; his only source was comfort was suppressed by some type of ability suppressing drug, "Damnit."

Swiftly he continued to move and dodge the main trails; often times taking the route provided by the branches overhead. An animal, hunted for fun; not necessity nor sustenance, but for mere sport. He growled angrily, though forced himself to remain quiet; in order to remain hidden from his captor and sure to be predator. In between a thick bundle of leaves; laid comfortably on top of a sturdy Scyamore tree branch, Worren laid himself and withdrew his Blow Gun and Dart; loading one of the latter into the chamber of his Ninja weapon. Refusing to stay in one spot, he leaped up and continued moving; wondering where his hunter was currently searching.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Conumbra on Sun May 09, 2010 12:05 pm

Vieed was calmly stalking along, making sure to not step on any of the dried fallen leaves or branches, while wearing his camouflage suit that he used to blend into the jungle environment. He had not flown over any animals into the jungle mainly because he didn't want them sneaking onto his property and upsetting the maids. Any maids that were upset would most assuredly squeal to the authorities which was something he could not afford. So it was with great surprise that he heard a faint growling coming off from the distance. It was incredibly faint and were he anywhere else, he would have probably mistaken it for some kind of predatory jungle animal; but since there were no jungle animals on this island it had to be one of his specimens, though he was doing an excellent job of hiding himself.

He should have expected someone like him to hide himself well. From his weapons he was most certainly some type of ninja, or at least knew how to use their weapons. Either way meant trouble, which Vieed was certainly prepared for. Just in case, he loaded up the blow dart gun with a dart covered with a tranquilizer and readied it for immediate fire once he saw his target. He creeped along the ground, being careful not do make any kind of sounds to hint at his location, before he finally saw his target. It wasn't easy, seeing as he was up in a sycamore tree, but he had learned that most people tried to hide in the trees rather than on the ground, as if being up high would somehow give them an advantage. Once he saw his opponent, he positioned his weapon and fired the dart towards his opponent. The only sound it made as it left the barrel was a small whoosh as it pushed the air away from it.

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Already in motion, the tranquilizer zoomed past where he had once laid; penetrating the bark of the Sycamore tree. With it, was a piece of his vest; which now sported a sizable hole nearest the furthest corner on his right side. Stopping in his tracks, he looked through the leaves and caught sight of his opponent, his right hand reaching back and grasped the dart from the tree. Without time to examine it, he shot off again, attempting to put as much distance between himself and his opponent as possible, "Shit, he found me quick." Worren mused quietly, seeing the crystalline waters of the ocean that surrounded the island. Almost, as though he were allergic to the sands and liquid, he took a sharp right and darted at a parallel line from the environment.

Sure he was far enough away, he calculated his options and though the tree route seemed to be the smartest plan of action, it was also the most painfully obvious. Given his brown attire, and the amount of brush below, which lined the pieces of the forest that the main trails didn't overtake, he was sufficiently able to hide betwixt the underbrush, even at the price of small scratches from the Brier plants. His descent was swift and precise; he landed not within, but off to the right; further away from the direction his opponent was sure to trek. Between the soft browns of the densely populated tree trunks, he placed the end of his Blow Gun in his mouth and prepared to fire it towards the being that hunted him; already having drawn in the necessary air to propel his attack. With his back against a tree and his right side leaned against another, all that was open was his left and front; either for assail or escape.

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