Roleplay:Tigeroan Colosseum

This is a special RP...PLEASE READ THE RULES CAREFULLY

THe Tigeroan Collosseum is famous for it's many different way of battling, and the many people that battle there. Now, all of Mobius is admitted to join in the intense battling.

This is a battle-strict RP. Except for the waiting room, where you register, it's battle only, and does not travel outside the collosseum. There are no divisions of good or evil.

Please leave a link to char. THe char must be on this list to battle.

CHARACTERS:

Dragairo* [0]

Decebal* [1450]

Symeriss* [1450]

Virlash* [0]

Saizo* [0]

Maekyn* [0]

the courses of battling you can play depend upon rank. rank is shown as *s next to your char's name. So it is ESSENTIAL that you enter your char's name up there.

COURSES:

Tigeroan Normal=*

Tigeroan Normal-Yu-Gi-Oh*

Tigeroan Normal-Poke'mon*

Tigeroan Special=*

Tigeroan Special-Yu-Gi-Oh*

Tigeroan Special-Poke'mon*

Onyx' Challenge I=*

Onyx' Challenge-Poke'mon I=*

Onyx' Challenge-Yu-Gi-Oh I=*

Based on strategy, skill, damage amount, finesse, and wether you win or lose, you get points, wich ar counted in [] next to your name. With these, you can buy weapons and items THAT CAN BE CARRIED TO OTHER RPS. Your aim is TO KILL YOUR OPPONENT. This is because the Green Tigeroan Dragons are on hand to ressurect. All battles are done UNDER DIFFERENT HEADINGS THAT WILL NOT BE MOVED. The waiting room, where you go to register for battles, WILL NOT BE MOVED EITHER. You may start off once you put your character's name up there. You start in the waiting room. THIS RP WILL NOT MOVE OUTSIDE THE COLLOSSEUM. A few rules:

NO SWEARING/CUSSING IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM.

NO ARGUMENTS WITH OTHER USERS. [problems directly to me]

WAITING ROOM:
[example]

[char walks up to desk. He asks cat at desk for a particular course. a new heading is created for this battle course. the battle stays in that heading until cleared or failed. points and possibly a rank are added once course is over]

[start off-Tigero]

In a flash of light, they appeared. The three were strange, oddly colored, oddly marked, and they had wings, or something similar. The tallest of the three, a white one with green markings in the shape of flames stepped forward. "My name is Decebal. I've come to join your competition. Special course, please."

[tigero-don't need signature up]

"okay.....Special....there ya are. Decebal. And here ya go.

It had been a while since Saizo actually did any fighting... far too long. Still, he wasn't one to suffer from loss of form so easily. Looking around the inside of the structure, the tall man glanced at the roman-esque architecture, obviously stolen from the Greeks, and marveled at its finesse; the walls looked glossed over, the craftsmanship was astounding, but it didn't let him get distracted from the task at hand. Making his way to the desk, he placed his hand on the desk, tapping his fingers on the desk as he looked at the courses; only the normal and YuGiOh courses intrigued him. Still, he came here to fight, not play cards.

"Erm... Hi." Saizo said; half of his face obscured by his mask while the other was partially covered by his bangs, he smiled at the cat behind the counter. Granted, the smile would reach no one because of its obscureness. "I would like to sign up... to... hmm..." He could see the receptionist getting a bit impatient, but he finally decided. "The Tigeroan normal match, please."

"ah, you too? Had a telekinetic-lloking guy in herer earlier, same match. Alright......."[saizo feels himself teleport]

SYMERISS VS. DECEBAL
[he is teleported to a large ringed room. 4 green dragons are behind the audience, one on each area of the ring. Opposite to him is a female siamese]

Siamese: I am symeriss...You are my opponent...And you will be defeated.

Decebal: Is there a bell, or do we start wailing on each other as soon as we want?

"actually, there's me"

[Tigero, the colosseum lord, appears above them.]

Tigero:Your aim is to kill your opponent. The green dagons will ressurect you. No superforms. Most abilities are allowed. You may begin

[The siamese creates an armor of ice around herself]

Decebal: Interesting. [Decebal's jewel, wings, and markings begin to glow as he rises into the air.] But cryokinesis is hardly a match for telekinesis.

[Decebal extends his hand and fires of a wave of telekinetic energy.]

[the siamese twirls to the side, sending a blade of ice in return]

Symeriss: never underestimate your opponent!

[Decebal catches the blade in mid-air with his mind.]

Decebal: Never do. [Decebal fires the blade back, then flies straight at Symeriss.]

[Symeriss catches the blade and sends it back. This time, it exlodes when it gets near]

Symeriss: And never underestimate a technique. Many have died to that folly.

[A glowing shield surrounds Decebal, catching much of the shrapnel, but leaving him with a few scratches.]

Decebal: You've been underestimated a lot, haven't you?

[Not stopping his flight, Decebal continues forward until close enough to deliver a melee punch.]

[Symeriss grabs decebal's fist in her palm, and digs her claws in]

Symeriss:Yes. I have. I'm thin, I'm female, and i play with ice cubes. people underestimate that.

Decebal: I'm sorry to hear that. In my travels, thin females are some of the most ferocious fighters I've seen.

[Decebal grabs her wrist with his free arm, then lifts her into the air and throws her.]

[her claws are dug in deep, bringing decebal with her]

Symeriss: Agility is what does it for thin people. Strength for thick. Females are'nt recognized for anything, though. That's why i;m here. To disprove that!

[she sends ice down the flesh she cut into]

Decebal: I hope those dragons do more than revive. That is some serious frostbite.

[His hand numb, Decebal unleashes great psychic force, allowing the claws to rake right through his skin.]

[symeriss lands on both hands, quickly returning to her feet. She blows an icy wind toward Decebal]

Decebal: In many worlds, women are considered inferior, in some they are little more than pets, but never have I considered them anything but my equals. I am glad to have such a powerful opponent.

[Decebal lands and raises both arms, letting loose a barrage of psychic bolts, each landing like a well thrown punch.]

[Symeriss manages to dodge most of them]

Symeriss: You know how to use your ability well. Every opponent here is powerful. Tigeroa is a continent of fearless fighters, devoted to thier leader.

[Symeriss starts up a blizzard]

Decebal: If people as powerful as you are subservient to anyone, that person has power to rival the Authority.

[Decebal recreates the telekinetic shield for protection, then begins to psychicly gather snow and ice shards.]

[The ice shards begin fighting his control, influenced by Symeriss]

Symeriss: we choose to follow him. If it was his choice, he would'nt even have a palace. We chose him.

[Decebals crystals and markings glow brighter as he overcomes the ice's will]

Decebal: Seems odd to force leadership on a person, but if that's your custom.

[SYmeriss continues to mentally fight]

Symeriss: not su much force. We just convinced him. He was partially intrigued anyway.

[The markings and crystals glow brighter and brighter, and Decebal is clearly struggling, yet continues to fight.]

Decebal: Lucky man. I wonder in how many world it is you in command instead.

Symeriss: probably none. I prefer anonymity in those areas.

[the ice continues to fight by Symeriss]

Decebal: There are bound to be a few. The beauty of the multiverse is that everything possible exists somewhere along the axis of probability.

[The glowing reaches its peak as the entire blizzard is caught in the mental duel.]

Symeriss: i suppose.

[Decebal can sense a slight shift in Symeriss' mental pattern]

Decebal: (Thinking)Now is either a good time to let go or a good time to pull as hard as possible.

[Decebal stops fighting Symeriss' pull on the ice.]

Symeriss: Wrong choice!

[the ice rips at Decebal in a whirpool]

[Decebal closes his eyes, ignores the pain, and goes into a meditative trance, causing the glow to start again as he's lifted into the air.]

Symeriss: [thinking] He does'nt have much time left before he dies. The ice is ripping him apart...So what is he doing?

[symeriss keeps a deadly hold on the ice]

[Decebal's eyes open dramatically as he forces the very air out towards Symeriss, flinging many of the ice shards along with it.]

Symeriss:not good...

[symeriss is sent flying across the ring by the blast. She lands safely, however]

Symeriss:grrrrrr....

[Decebal charges forward again, this time keeping a cushion of psychic energy in front of him.]

[Symeriss stares straight at Decebal]

Symeriss:nno matter where we come from...A female has on epower...attraction...physically...or magically!

[an Attract hits decebal hard]

[Decebal hesitates and begins to falter.]

Decebal:[Thinking] Remember Manisha!

[Decebal hits Symeriss hard, a blow much like that of a Honda Civic.]

[symeriss' ice armor takes the blow and shatters, and Symeriss continues focusin attract]

Decebal: That's something women are known for. But your magical attraction is no match for the way I feel about Manisha.

[Decebal extends an arm, catching Symeriss' limbs telekinetically.]

Decebal: Your species, what's fatal?

Symeriss:if you are asking what is fatal to Tigeroans....Then you ask a deadly question.

[Symeriss blows ice from her mouth]

[The ice impacts on the telekinetic shield, startling Decebal, but not breaking his concentration.]

Decebal: Time to take a shot in the dark.

[Decebal begins to lift Symeriss into the air.]

Symeriss: You don't stereotype me, and you are a powerful opponent. For tihs, i will tell you this: If you meet one called Raeverai, keep manisha strong in yur mind, and aoid eye contact....She is a master of what i failed at.

[Symeriss' fur stands on end and fires at Decebal like needles]

Decebal: Thanks. I'll remember that.

[The shield fails, but Decebal's concentration stays true. Upon getting Symeriss at what he judges to be an acceptable height, he not only drops her, but telekinetically pushes her down into the ground.]

Symeriss:You forget i'm a cat of tigeroan breed. we, like non-anthro cats, can land from great heights without harm. True, you're pushing me, but the damage...

[she lands on the ground, the shock dropped by landing correctly. she does wince, however]

Symeriss:will be minimized

[she fires a ray if ice at Decebal's feet]

[Decebal cries out, the numbness in his feet seeming to replace the numbness that once kept him from feeling the wounds on his hand.]

Decebal: Forgetting had nothing to do with it. I had no idea cats did that.

[Decebal fires another telekinetic bolt, aimed at Symeriss' stomach.]

Symeriss:gah! rrr...yeah, cat's have some surprises...for instance, that did'nt knock me over because my tail balanced me.

[Symeriss drops to her paws and begins racing around decebal in a circle]

Decebal: [Thinking] She just told me something she shouldn't have.

[Decebal closes his eyes and focuses on a single area in Symeriss' circle, waiting for her foot, which he then catches.]

[Symeriss digs her claws in the ground once she feel sher foot caught]

Symeriss: woah...close.

[Decebal telekinetically pulls Symeriss toward him and into a Haymaker punch.]

[though it hurts, Symeriss bites her opponent's fist, and sends ice trhough it]

Decebal: And now my hand is numb again.

[With great effort, Decebal lifts Symeriss, physically, and slams her into the ground on his other side.]

[Symeriss does'nt let go, instead thrusting her claws into her opponent's chest]

[GAH! Decebal coughs up lightning blue fluid, which may be what serves for blood in his kind. The same fluid leaks from his open wounds, including the new ones on his torso.]

Decebal: Touché.

[Decebal coughs again, and his markings and crystals dim to a normal level.]

Decebal: [weakly] but you've underestimated me.

[The markings and crystals flash blingingly for a moment, as Decebal telekinetically pushes all matter away from him.]

Symeriss: [as she is pushed away] I never underestimate. I just take an oppotunity!

[she stops a few feet from him, digging into the ground]

Decebal: I thought that would work.

[Decebal collapses, not dead, but unconcious.]

Symeriss:you and me both....ugh.

[wounds previously hidden by thick fur now become evident on Symeriss, and she faints as well.]

[the dragons heal them, and decebal finds that he is concsious, the frostbite and damage completely gone. Symeriss stands opposite to him, also healed]

Symeriss:we tied. I think you would have won, had you stayed concsious a little longer.

Decebal: Telling all the atoms in the vicinity to sit down and shut up takes a lot out of a guy. So, what happens next?

Symeriss: we get points according to five categories. By the way, the colosseum lord there? that's the ruler i was talking about earlier.

Tigero:A second, and i will announce the points.

Decebal: Seems like a nice guy.

Symeriss: he is. but like any tigeroan, he becomes very dangerous if his freinds are threatened.

Tigero: in the category of finesse....How elegantly a move is executed....Decebal earns 300, Symeriss 350. In damage amount, an equal score to both of 200. in strategy, an equal 400 for each. in skill, decebal 350, symeriss 300. equal 100 to each for final category. 1450 equal to each. Good job, the both of you!

Decebal: As good a score as I've seen. You fought well, Symeriss.

Symeriss: as do you. your telekinesis is highly advanced. you may even reach a telekinetic power point half of tigero's. Anyway, your course lasts for four more battles. as does mine.

Tigero: im guessing that's a yes to symeriss' continuation. Decebal?

Decebal: If my other opponents are half the fight she was, it'll be worth the pain. Count me in.

[tigero nods, and decebal feels a heavy mental pulse teleport him]

Decebal VS. Virlash
[when he regains sight, he sees a large yellow Tigeroan bird, and axe in each of his four wings]

Decebal: I am Decebal. It appears we are pit against each other. I wish you luck.

[the bird twirls the axes and speaks in a rough Highlandish accent]

Virlash: och! Virlah' dinnae need loock, mah bonnah lassah! Ah been here all mah life!

Tigero: You should both be familiar with the rules, so i won't repeat them. Virlash, the highlander axemaster. And decebal, the telekinetic. you may begin!

[Virlash begins twirling the two rear axes speedily, the other two held defensively in front]

[Decebal sends a psychic bolt aimed directly at Virlash's head.]

Decebal: If it weren't for Manisha's translation field, I would have no idea what you just said.

[with amazing speed for something so bulky, the axe flashes in front od his head and deflects the bolt]

Virlash: och, these haer arent annae norhmal axes, mah lahssah.

Decebal: I can see that.

[Decebal rises into the air.]

Decebal: And neither of us is an ordinary opponent.

Virlash:och, annaewhun haer yooshalee izzent, mah lahssah.

[feathers fire from his wings, aimed at Decebal's limbs]

Saizo VS. Maekyn
[Saizo is inside a large ring. opposite him is a red fox in ninja apparel]

Tigero: The rules are simple. No superforms. most abilities allowed. your aim is too slay your opponent, the dragons will revive you. Saizo and Maekyn...Begin

[the fox is still and silent, but watching saizo carefully]


 * Saizo wondered to himself about what the announcer meant by "Super Form". What was a super form? Well, other than the obvious itteration that it makes you powerful. Did that also include Saizo's Bijuu? Eitherway, Saizo didn't want to drag this out for so long, so he made a step foward, and smiled at his opponent. of course, it was obscured by his mask. "Well..." He said to himself, while drawing a kunai from his pouch. "Let's have a good match." The kunai itself was spectacularly different from other Kunai; it was golden and had an odd seal on its blade. He threw it to his opponent, watching carefully at what he would do.
 * [teh fox ignores the kunai, instead drawing a katana made of black steel. The fox is once more still]
 * This somewhat baffled Saizo; it was aiming straight for the Fox' forehead, and yet all he merely did was draw a Katana. Saizo still waited on what this fox would do. Saizo placed his hands together, waiting for the fox' next move... the katana intrigued him; it reminded him of the Muramasa that was able to control shadows, but that sword was destroyed long ago. The kunai drew ever closer, until finally it came within several iches from the fox' skull. What would he do?
 * [the fox's shape becomes distorted for a split second, and the kunai goes through thin air...the fox a few feet to the side]
 * "I see..." At that moment, Saizo disappeared in a blinding flash of light to where the Kunai currently travelled only a foot away from the fox; Saizo's hand seal was used for the Flying Thunder God Technique. Upon reappearing, Saizo grasped the Kunai out of midair and attempted to swing backwards towards the fox' temple, aiming to pierce him through the skull. Summers was amazed at the Fox' Flash Step, but it wasn't something he hadn't seen before.
 * [the fox's arm snaps behind him, blocking the blwo with the katana, wich makes a hollow sound as it hits]
 * This was getting more interesting by the second. Saizo chuckled as he found an opponent who was capable of parrying his Flying Thunder God. Of course, that was just a test attack; if one could survive the feint, then the opponent was obviously skilled; something Saizo hadn't seen in a long time. "You're good. But how good are you really?" Saizo withdrew a second Kunai and flung it behind him upwards. Doing the handseal again while still holding back the katana, he performed his technique again, appearing in the sky, severeal meters above the ground, and with that he flung several more kunai in a fan motion towards his opponent. Whether or not they hit him or not, it already sealed his next move.
 * [the fox taps the blade with an equally black shuriken, and disappears]
 * Saizo quickly descended to the ground, landing upon on knee before getting to his feet. He looked around and wondered where his opponent went. Although invisibility was a good strategy, it wasn't all that great against Saizo. "Oh come on now..." Saizo looked around, thinking whether or not he should remove his mask. "If you have to rely on stealth, then try not to waste too much of my time..." As he spoke, he withdrew the abnormally large katana from his pauldron; the blade itself spanned a length of seven feet, but his strength allowed him to wield it like a pen. "This should work...


 * [black dots begin appearing in the sky above Saizo]
 * Saizo looked up, notcing that the breaking of the wind patterns above him were of abnormal amounts. He noticed small object flying towards him. "... Shuriken?" Saizo jumped backwards from the area of impact; a distance of ten feet would mean that nothing from that trajectory would catch him unless they would be guided by a secondary source.
 * [they turn out to be shuriken, as guessed. but upon impact with the ground, each on turns into a copy of Maekyn.]
 * Saizo was intrigued, but he'd faced clones before; a simple hit would disperse them, otherwise the energy needed to sustain them would be tremendous. Secondly, each clone only had the divided skill of the original, as is what he knew from experience; whether or not that was the case he didn't know, or even cared. Saizo circled them round the left side, keeping an eye on them, with his katana idle by his side. He didn't let go of his caution towards the surrounding area thoughl if the guy could teleport into the sky, he could teleport back down to the ground. However, Saizo did look at their feet; if there were shadows being cast, then they were real; if not, then they were merely illusions.
 * [strangely, all except one casts a shadow. each one draws the black katana]
 * Saizo glared at each one, especially the one that didn't cast the shadow. He had his own theory, but he would keep it to himself until it was a correct guess. Saizo decided to simply walk in calmly, perhaps working to lure them into a sense of false security, then as he got close enough to the one who didn't cast the shadow, he quickly took an upwards swing with both hands at the fox; perhaps this was the real one? he held his hands tight on the handle of the sword, with his hands overlapping eachother.
 * [the illusion disappears, to be replaced by a katana at his trhoat, behind him. Maekyn speaks in a thin, wispy voice]"That works....Every time...