Roleplay:Trials of Conquest

The Trials of Conquest is a large battle arena constructed entirely of glass and marble; this is one of the main coliseums constructed in order to test the powers and finesse of this generation's greatest warriors. The coliseum was constructed years ago as a training ground for athletes, but after Saizo's refurbishment, it is now what it stands for today.

Restriction Notice (Please read first)
There are sveeral restrictions on characters in terms of abilities and such and, in which case, they will be denied to participate in the Trials of Conquest. These include, but are not limited to;


 * Invincible or invulnerable; characters who cannot die, take damage or otherwise have an absolute passive defense will be denied entrance into the Trials of Conquest. This also includes higher forms such as Super Forms.
 * Characters that have instant kill abilities or techniques with no drawbacks or virtually uncountable drawbacks will be denied into this RP.
 * Characters who can do, quite literally, anything and everything will be denied into the RP.
 * Users who have an extensive history with godmodding may be denied entrance into the Trials of Conquest.
 * Characters who have no or very little abilities at the time of a match' creation will have those abilities; this also means that any characters who have no listed abilities will have none whatsoever. However, if a character has no abilities I will be asking the character's author about any abilities, if any exist. If they refuse to divulge information, they will either be removed from the match or the match will continue but with no abilities; in the latter case, if any abilities are used in the match, you will be removed from the roleplay and suspended for a certain amount of time if not indefinitely.

Info, Rules and Regulations
A user must first post in the Lobby, requesting a certain match, either against an NPC or User. If it is against an NPC, an NPC will be generated according to the skill level chosen (see Skill Levels). If a User is chosen, both participants must accept the match; this can be done through your own Talk Pages, or in the Lounge section.

All matches are watched over by me (Guyviroth) and all questions or complaints from any parties must be told to me as to avoid any User/User conflicts. There is no strict rules against godmodding or powerplaying, although extensive use will result in penalized points, premature ends to battles or, in severe cases, ban from this roleplay.

The aim of each match is to kill or otherwise incapacitate your opponent to which they concede the fight; this will result in a victory. However, please note that the overall objective is not to win but to develope your skills as a roleplayer, although winning is a bonus. When a character is killed, don't worry; On hand Dragon Clan priests will be there to ressurect you after the match.

Each match is determined on seven categories; Offensive, Defensive, Damage, Strategy, Style, Etiquette and Victory. Offense is the amount of time you spend on the offensive; Defensive is the amount of time you spend defending; Damage is the amount of damage you deal and take; Strategy is the actions you perform in a post to determine your tactics; Style is the length of your posts and the amount of detail in them; Etiquette is the amount of good sportsmanship in your posts such as taking hits, not godmodding, not making up stuff on the spot etc; and Victory is granted if you win.

Each category gives a maximum amount of 200 points, except for Victory which gives a fixed amount of 300 points. However, too much defensive, damage taken and bad etiquette will result in loss of points instead of a gain in points. A maximum amount of 1500 points can be gained per fight.

As you gain more points, you will raise in rank; the higher your rank, the more it shows as a value of your experience as a roleplayer. The ranks are Starter, Amateur, Beginner, Trainee, Practicioner, Advanced, Experienced, Veteran, Artisan, Master, and God. These ranks need a certain amount of points as well as evidence of improved roleplay skills.

There will be no talkplaying on either this pages sections (except for the Lounge) or this RP's discussion page; doing so will result in penalized points or ban for a set duration of time. In relation to this, the discussion page will only be used for any questions one might have about this roleplay or anything in relation to this roleplay, as well as any complaints one may have.

No one is allowed to post in any fight sections apart from the contestants of that fight and me, in case there's a violation of rules or otherwise.

The lobby section must contain only a fighter signing up for a specific match; no talkplay or spam must be posted there.

The Lounge is the only section where talkplay is allowed; however, the top half of the lounge section will be cleared every 2 weeks on a Sunday evening.

When five or more finished battles are present, they will be removed from the Battleground section and archived on a seperate blog page for those to see.

A Character that is owned by one person can be used by another person if given permission; however, if the second party's character challenges the other character to a match, that second character must be controlled by the original creator.

Starters
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 * Twister the Fox (Played by Twist) [300 pts] [0 Wins / 1 Loss]
 * Meta-Fox (Played by Twist) [250 pts] [0 Wins / 1 Loss]
 * Kasumi the Panda (Played by Famotill)
 * Ming-Ming the Panda (Played by Famotill)
 * Shamia the Meerkat (Played by Famotill)
 * Shiva the Fox (Played by Famotill)
 * Alexandra the Bat (Played by Famotill)
 * Kairu the Bat (Vamp)
 * Kyle the Hedgehog (Vamp)
 * Umbra the Hedgehog (Vamp)
 * Hyve the Hedgehog (Vamp)
 * Casey the Rabfox (Vamp)
 * Cindy "Cindi" Rose (Vamp)
 * Smash The Echidna (Played by Smash The Echidna)
 * Kyle Tyris The Hedgehog (Played by Smash The Echidna)
 * Sango The Raccoon (Played by Gamergirl304)
 * [[Turbo the Chaos Hedgedragon(played by HS664 20:03, December 7, 2010 (UTC))

Amateurs

 * Abumi Anko the Panda (Played by Famotill) [1000 pts] [1 Wins / 0 Loss]

Skill Levels
Amateur (This is the lowest category for starting off characters or those who have not roleplayed much before. You will be given information on your opponent before the start of the match.)

Beginner (A step from Amateur; the opponent's are slightly tougher than usual, but nothing that should be overwhelming. You will be given information on your opponent before the start of the match.)

Trained (These NPCs are trained in the art of combat and are quite difficult. They have a certain amount of tactical knowledge, so some advance gameplay will be needed. You will be given information on your opponent before the start of the match.)

Advanced (Powerful and durable, these characters are diverse in approach, and so caution is necessary. They have diverse knowledge in combat, so good tactics are vital. No information will be given to you about your opponent)

Diverse (Nothing can escape their sight, there opponents are deadly and relentless; it seems nothing works well against them, so great power and strategy is the key. No information will be given to you about your opponent)

Mobian (As it suggests, you will face one of the many existing characters within the Sonic Universe. They will be controlled by me, and are difficult to defeat. No information will be given to you about your opponent)

Nightmare (Step up from Mobian, these characters are nigh on impossible to defeat, but perhaps you have the skill to do it. No information will be given to you about your opponent)

God (This is an endurance battle against the Five Hands of God; Nexus, Guyviroth, Samanexum, Gai'Vahros and finally Saizo. All four of them are legendarily powerful. If you can win, you are truly a God. No information will be given to you about your opponent)

Ranks
Starter (Default rank)

Amateur (Need 1000 pts)

Beginner (Need 2000 pts)

Trainee (Need 3000 pts)

Practicioner (Need 5000 pts + 10 fights)

Advanced (Need 10,000 pts + My approval)

Experienced (Need 20,000 pts + 25 fights)

Veteran (Need 30,000 pts + 20 Victories)

Artisan (Need 50,000 pts + 50 fights)

Master (Need 75,000 pts + 100 fights + 50 Victories + My approval)

God (Need 100,000 pts + beat God Skill Level)

Lobby
Abumi:I would like to enter a challenge please!

Over the counter looks Trey the Mouse with pale white color; his hair is shoulder length with various accessories along his arms. After signing a few papers, he looks up at the client. "Wow, didn't think word would spread this quick..." The mouse muttered, looking at the requestee cheerfully. "Well, you can either apply against one of our many fighter under these skills categories," Trey pointed at a chart next to him with all of the difficulties of the challenges. "Or you can face another person here in the lobby. So, what will it be?"

Abumi:I shall prove myself through rankings.I will begin with the novice or amateur level, and I shall work my way up! *Bows*

Trey nodded and took out a piece of paper from one of the trays from under the counter and started filling it out, marking down Abumi's name, the opponent's name, as well as a date and time stamp for archival purposes. "Okay, amateur... I see..." Trey finished writing it up and signed it off. "Well, in corrospondance to customs, I should explain about your opponent. He is a crackshot with his bow; very fast, so I hear. He has a number of different attacks such as slowing you and poisoned arrows, as well as a number of traps he can use; these traps are special in which you can't see them until you trigger one off, so remain cautious. He has a pet that he usually battles with, but because you signed for amateur, he won't be using it... in fact, he probably won't even need it, eh?" Trey said with a chuckle, turning the paper to Abumi. "Just sign here, then we can get started on your battle."

Abumi:*Gives Trey at "That wasn't funny" kind of cold look, she then signs the paper*

Trey smiles sweetly then sarcastically, before taking the paper from her. "Oh come on darling, I don't mean it." He takes the paper and files it in one of the cabinets and then starts to type into the database the info on the paper before sending it through. "Hmmm okay, your match should be up shortly, so take a seat while the match is being sorted. Oh and, best of luck."

(A cloud of gold particles swirl into the room, and forms into the shape of a gold hedgehog, with Silver spines, wearing faded tan shoes and a tan trenchcoat.)

???: We would like to sign up. Trained, please.

Trey turned, noticing only one hedgehog, and pulled a confused look. "We? Eh, nevermind..." He thought the guy of a nutjob, but this was probably some paranormal phenominom much like Saizo. He pulled out a sheet of paper and dated it, but stopped a third of the way and looked up. "Name?"

???: Our name is Hyve the Hedgehog.

"Righto... Hyve..." Trey jotted down the name and filled out the rest of the paperwork, jotting down the name of his opponent as well. "Well then, your opponent; he's a spacialmancer; someone who can manipulate space, although he's not very adept to it, but nonetheless he is very tactical and unpredictive; it would be in your best interest to watch for his moves before you attack first. Anyway, having said that..." Trey signed the paper and then gave it to Hyve. "Sign here, then you're free to fight."

Hyve: (nods, and signs the paper)

A black and grey Raccon walks in looking around. "Hey there Im Sango! Could I sign up for a fight?"

"Damn it's getting busy today..." Trey muttered. He placed his pen on the stand next to him on the desk, on it was a list of all of the skill levels. "Pick one and then we can get started."

Twister: *going through the door and shuts it* I'm here to get the registration, yeash my cousin is making me enter and he's on is way to nearly destory me *gets to the line*

"Huh, the amount of people who just can't read..." Trey muttered under his breath, leaning to Twister. "Pick a skill level, then we can proceed with the paperwork."

Twister: mobian, thats all I'm doing for now thank you

Trey snickers, very audibly, and then leaned behind the counter for a sheet of paper, writing down Twister's name, stamping the time and date and signing it before handing it over to Twister. "Sign here, then you can get on with the spectacle."

Twister: *signs the paper* thank you good sir *gives him a 5 dollar bill* that's for doing your job....

Grasping the note, he stretches it to make sure it's an actual bill and not some flimsy piece of paper, then smiles as he takes the paper as well. He rights down his opponent's name before filing it away. "Well, unlike other categories, you won't be finding out your opponent until you get to the arena. Please proceed to the battleground when your matchup has been created. In the meantime, take a seat." He then turned, waiting for his other client's response.

Twister: okay....*nods then gets to his seat*

Meta-Fox: *now coming in* so this is registration right?

Trey looked over, kicking his feet off the counter and wheeled his chair forwards "Yeah it is. What skill level would you like?"

Meta-Fox: I'm starting with amateur...it WOULD eb a disgrace starting with a high-level match like mobian....

"Ah, someone with a good mind set." Trey remarked, taking out a piece of paper and dating it with the time stamp before writing down the person's name and his opponent. "The opponent is not all that great in terms of strength, though prolonging the match would be considered stupid. I've heard he uses various seals to attack the opponent and hinder their movements, and carrying out the match for far too long would result in a lockdown; you can't do anything; can't move, can't attack, so forth; you'll be forced to give up. So, my advice; finish as quick as you can. Anyway, just sign here." Trey gave the paper to Meta along with the pen.

Meta-Fox: okay I will since I'll give him a lashing he won't forget *signs the note and he sits down in his seat*

Both a blue echidna and a cyan hedgehog came into the lobby, both with a determined look about them. "This is it. Are you sure you can do this, Smash?" The hedgehog asked. Smash shrugged. "There's only one way to find that out. But I'm ready to take on anything that comes up." The hedgehog looked around the lobby. "It looks as if warriors from all around the world have gathered here.." He said. Smash looked at him. "And what about you, Kyle? Can you do this?" Smash asked him, looking concerned. Kyle thought about it before answering. "..It is just as you said. There is only one way to find out. This is the ultimate test of skills, right here in this colosseum." He looked over at Smash. "And should we have to face eachother on the battle field, Know that I will not hold anything back." Smash nodded. "And neither will I. C'mon, Lets do this." Smash walked over to the registration counter, with Kyle right behind him. "I'm in." He said. "I'll start at the first level, as usual."

"Ah, yes, okay," Trey stuttered, trying to find the right paper to fill in. He dated and stamped it and signed Smash' name on the document, along with his opponent. "Okay, sign here, then I shall explain about your opponent."

Smash nodded and took the pen, quickly signing the paper before returning it to him. "So, Who am I up against?"

"hmmm..." Trey was in thought; he checked the name on the database but didn't get any more than what was on their profile sheet. "Unfortunately there's not much information; just that he's a dragon species mobian with a large sword; apparently is some sort of mercenary, so you shouldn't be in too much trouble; keep your guard up anyway."

"A Sword, huh..? Hmm..." He said silently to himself. "Well, Alright. Thanks man." He stepped to the side to let the next person enter, which happened to be the friend he was talking to when he entered the building, Kyle. As Smash headed towards his match, he couldn't help but feel a tad bit worried. Fighting people with swords wasn't exactly his idea of a picnic. But from the way the receptionist spoke of him, he shouldn't be too much of a problem. Even so, Precautiouns was one thing he never overlooked.

"I would like to enter..." The hedgehog asked. "But, may I get a brief summary of the rules, please? This is my first time in an arena."

"Rules huh? K, let me think... Oh right; fight till one person is dead or otherwise incapacitated or gives up. How, having said that, what skill level would you like to enter?"

Kyle tilted his head to the side. "Skill level...? Well..I suppose I should start at the beginning. Rushing headfirst into an unknown powerful opponent is a sure way to die."

"Righto." Trey leaned behind and got the paper he needed. He stamped the date and time as well as Kyle's name and his opponent. "Well your opponent is quite powerful but nothing overly dramatic... well, maybe slightly... okay, a lot. Anyway, he uses Chaos Energy due to some sort of G.U.N. created machinery developed recently; they're in the experimental stage so each attack is not guaranteed to be as strong as the last, or indeed even work. However, because they are unstable they could create a much more stronger Chaos attack than what may be already known. Keep cautious and don't be too reckless. Anyway, just sign here."

Sango looked over the list of skill levels. "Hmm... I guess Ill go with Beginner. "

Kyle took the paper and pen, signing the paper with a very delicate signature before handing it back. "Thank you. I will keep that information in mind." He turned to walk towards the ring where his match was being held. He couldn't help but feel uneasy. Smash got it easy, while he was fighting someone who's power was unstable.

"Ah, beginner then? Okay, darlin..." He leaned back on his chair and pulled out the document for beginner; it was a shock that she would not pick amateur; maybe the title of the difficulty is a bit patronizing. He dated and time stamped the document, also writing down her name and her opponent's. "Right, so your opponent... Like you, he's a raccoon, but don't let that hinder your performance. He's an avid surfer, and has the manipulation of water to match; he's not all that great at either though, so it should be no problem. Anyways, just sign here."

"Ok" Sango grabbed a pen and singed the paper. "Alright Im ready to fight!"

Turbo:*walks in* I'm looking for a fight. Begginer Level. Anything will do except a spider.

"Hmmm... yes I should have something." Trey leaned down and went through some of the files of participants. he grabbed at one and examined the information; seemed simple enough. "Okay, this should be fine." Stamping the date as well as the names of both participants, he left the paper infront of him. "So your opponent is of dog descent; goes by the name of Jimmy. Not very intimidating, but don't get too confident; the guy is a karate expert as well as a gunslinger; Texan raised so he knows how to deal with people. Long ranged seems to be ideal but try not to get in the way of his S.A.A.'s. Anyway, please sign on the dotted line."

Turbo:*Signs the paper* Alright...

"Alrighty. Your match will be ready shortly."

(Abumi re-enters the Lobby. She approaches the counter with a "matter-of-fact" look. She looks at Trey.)

Abumi:You shouldn't ever underestimate me! I'd like my next match please!

"Hey! Grats on your promotion!" trey said rather ecstatically. "Well, I hope your next match will be as good as the last! What difficulty you going for this time?"

Abumi:Thank you, I will be competiting in the next skill level please. I believe a beginner.

(Kasumi interferes)

Kasumi:Sticking to the little leagues huh Abumi? Not me, I take on a mobian.

"Okay, let me deal with Abumi first." Trey said with a smile. It was the first beginner's match held in the tournament so far, but the challenge should be that steep. "Okay, so your opponent is a martial artist. The problem being is that this guy is a Judo expert, specializing in throws, grabs, counters, that sort of thing. His weaknesses aren't known; people who have faught him have always lost. Then again, they were his own students so who knows exactly how strong this guy is." Trey turned to Kasumi and raised an eyebrow. "The last guy who chose Mobian ended up getting killed in a matter of minutes, but it's your funeral." Trey reached down for the two papers he was searching for; one for Abumi and the other for Kasumi. "As per usual, you won't get any prior knowledge on who your opponent is in a Mobian Match. Just pray you get someone ludicrous." Trey signed and timestamped each paper before passing them along to their respective recipients. "Just sign here, and we'll get you up and running shortly."

Abumi:Seems interesting...*Signs paper*

Kasumi:Yeah, whatever just worry about stamping papers, while I worry about my opponent *Signs the paper*

"Righto then," Trey said, taking the papers and filing them. "Your matches shall begin shortly. You know the drill."

Lounge
Kasumi:*Looking at the closing of Abumi vs. Jaeger* Good job sis. *Grabs the handle of his large gun* I won't be losing either.

Meta-Fox: like how my cousin and I lost to both a woman and a ninja?

(Abumi re-entered the room. She was healed like Jaeger was.)

Kasumi:*Slow clap*

Abumi:Your here! *Runs and gives her brother a hug.*

Kasumi:Good match *Pats his sister on the back as she hugs him*

Abumi:So you are competing too?

Kasumi:Yup.

Kasumi:*Kasumi threw the gun he had (which was very large) over he shoulder, he then let out a jealous snort* What is it?
 * "I thought I would find you here..." A voice echoed from behind; Saizo, the Coliseum's creator, appeared face to face infront of Abumi; it was almost an intimidating presence, but his calm stance and facial expression, but it was also a great honor to of met him. "My lady, I wanted to congratulate you in person for putting on such a great match; I can see you in our hall of fame in the coming years... However, on a personal note, I wait anxiously for the chance to fight you... you have studied the way of the Ninja; a technique I believe died several hundred years ago when I first started practicing it." It was almost scary to think about this guy; he had lived for centuries according to his story; he must be immensely powerful. "Oh, and before I forget, I want you to have this..." Saizo offered Abumi a special Kunai; it was made of solid gold with a special seal engraved on it. It began to resonate a bright color of chakra once Saizo held it, and then changed when Abumi touched it. "This is one of my kunai; it's special in which it is linked to your chakra. If you will it, you can transport your body to the location of the kunai, and vice versa. Anyway, have fun with the rest of the tournament." With that, Saizo left the lounge, going back to spectate the other matches.

Abumi:He just said it nimrod...-_-'

Kasumi:*Threatining*Watch it, sis.

Abumi:Well it certainly is an intresting device, a golden kunai....hmmm.


 * (Famo-Mind if I add that to her weapons section?)

(Of course)

Smash vs Gantt

 * The crowd cheers and the applaud revs after the previous fight. However, the next match is up. The announcer takes the stand, trusty microphone in hand, and begin to announce the next contender. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to another exciting match here at the Trial of Conquest! Next up is, what we all are wishing for, a supreme match as it becomes Echidna vs Dragon; brawler vs swordsman! I introduce to you first, the Dragon Wave; the Black Knight, Gantt!"

As the crowd applauds, a tall dragon species mobian, cladded in heavy dark iron raiment steps forth; his sword was his most distinguishing feature; the blade is wide and thick with extremely sharp edges, and towered over his already large build; the sword's blade alone was about five feet tall. More astonishingly, he seemed to wield it over his shoulder almost effortlessly with one hand. He swung the sword around his body in a circle before planting it in the ground; being able to wield it like it was a katana stunned the crowd, creating an uproar of screams.

"And the challenger, the Blue Quake, Smash the Echidna!"

At the sound of his name, Smash jumped onto the ring, performing a flip in the air before landing inbounds. He took a few steps forward and took a look at his surroundings. The crowd was pretty excited. Smash felt almost like he was at the Blitz Pit all over again. Quickly, he turned his gaze to his opponent. ''This isn't the Blitz Pit..It's far more dangerous. He reminded himself. Never let your guard down, Smash. ''His gaze was focused on his enemy. He looked pretty tough. Judging by his heavy iron armor, he was probably a little slow. He could use that to his advantage. But he appeared to be able to wield the giant two handed sword with one hand only. It would be bad news if he got hit by that. Focus, Smash..He though.


 * Gantt seemingly glared at Smash in a fixating manner through the cross-shaped opening on his helm. He wasn't about to let someone like him get the best of him. As the match was called to start, Gantt quickly unsheathed the sword from the earth and ran, surprisingly, at a very quick speed as though he wasn't wearing the armor at all. As he got to a minimum distance from his opponent, approximately five feet away, he lashed out with his sword, aiming to cleave Smash in half with it.

Smash watched as he approached him. He was rather surprised at his speed, but kept focused on his enemy. He quickly sidestepped out of the way just in the nick of time, the blade just missed him. He took this as his chance to strike him with a blow, and threw a jab towards Gantt's side.


 * Gantt was well experienced in battle, and this kind of maneuver was no different than what he had seen before. With momentum, he spun around and, turning his sword on its flat edge, bashed Smash' hand away from his body, then came in with a horizontal strike to slice Smash in half at the waist.

Smash instinctivley jumped into the air to dodge, but the slash was quick, and just managed to hit the tip of his boot, causing him to lose his balance in mid-air and fall down face first. He held his hands under him and caught himself in a hand stand. He quickly pumped his arms and sprung himself back upwards, balling his fists together as he flipped and attempted to smash Gantt's head with both hands.


 * As soon as Smash had reared his arms backwards in commence of his next attack, Gantt lifted the sword up infront of him, in which Smash' fists collides with the flat edge of the sword. Gantt then pushed smash backwards with a hefty lunge of his sword, then thrusted the tip of his sword forwards to try and impale Smash.

Just as Smash was regaining his footing, he gasped as he saw the sword coming towards him. Without enough time to dodge, he tried to catch the sword by the edges of the blade. He just barely managed to succeed, slowing the sword down but it still struck him in his stomach, inflicting a good amount of damage to him but none too fatal. His gloves tore from the sharp edges cutting through them. Smash stepped back, his hands still on the sword with a good grip, He glared into Gantt's eyes before making his move. He was making a risky move. He slammed the sword's tip to the ground, and quickly ran up the blade a few steps before jumping at him, throwing a mighty punch towards his face.


 * It was a powerful blow, but that's what Gantt's armor was for, although it didn't do as much as what it was intended to do. The face of the helmet caved hin slightly, but it wasn't enough to cause a crushing impact on his own face. As soon as the punch was delivered. Gantt grasped his arm with one hand, and then grabbed Smash' face with the other, flinging him overhead and then smashing him into the ground with great force, then tossed him to one side several meters away. Reeling from the blow, he sluggishly grasped at the handle of his sword and pulled it from the ground, waiting for Smash to get up.

Smash tumbled a few feet away, then jumped to his feet. ''That could've ended better. He thought to himself as he faced his opponent. Still, atleast I know how strong his armor is now...This guy is tough. I need to think of a strategy...Going in for a frontal attack may cost me my life. Hmm..If I could somehow throw him off balance, that may give me the upper hand. The bigger they are, the harder they fall...the harder they hit, too. Gotta remember that.'' He changed his stance to a defensive position, observing Gantt's next move closely.


 * Gannt looked on at the now defensive-positioned Smash, but he merely relaxed a slight bit, then stood up straight. Holding his large sword to one side, the grasped thr handle with the other hand. In one swift and powerful swing, he struck the sword upwards. "Dragon Wave!" He bellowed; a pitch black wave of energy erupted from the blade of his weapon, traversing towards Smash at an accelerated rate. After the initial swing, he held the sword over his back, almost as though he was delaying a second attack.

Smash didn't waste another moment to leap to the side and roll out of the way. He somersaulted and jumped back to his feet, turning to face his enemy as he appearingly prepared another attack.


 * It wasn't obviously going to connect; a projectile at such distance wuld of been easily avoidable, but even though it wasn't successful, Gannt now knew what Smash' reaction time was like; from there he could judge the distance and how fast he'd have to swing to execute a direct hit, although it was too short into the match to get a 100% prediction. Gantt swung the sword over his head with both hands, smashing it into the ground, causing a powerful tremor as the earth began to crumble and crack in a straight line towards Smash. "Have some of my Tremor Edge!"

Smash lookred at the cracks coming towards him and gasped. The cracks went right between his legs and began to crumble. "C-crap!" He ran to the side to avoid the attack, but the ground crumbled under his foot, causing him to trip. Panicking, He pulled himself into a somersault and regained his footing. He ran a safe distance away from te crumbling ground and looked back at Gantt. "This isn't good. I've gotta get back onto the offensive!" He said to himself "But with him swinging that big sword around, I can't even get close! I need to think of a plan..." He thought about it quickly, never letting his eyes off of his opponent. Then it hit him. ''Wait..If I do that again..that seemed to damage him a bit before. In that case... ''A grin spread across his face. "Now it's my turn!" He charged towards Gantt, ready to give it all he's got.


 * Gantt looked on as Smash was losing his footing from the tremor. He didn't care though; he had already thought of a counter to Smash, because, in his opinion, he was a bit too predictable. He clammed his sword into the ground again as another quake erupted towards his opponent. "You won't escape your fate!"

Smash ran to the side of the crumbling ground, careful not to fall in, but not diverting his direction from Gantt. He ran up to him and threw a punch towards his chest, following up with a sweep kick.


 * It was somewhat tactical but lacking in finesse, Gantt thought. He grasped at Smash' fist as it came towards him and the sweep did nothing except bounce off of the thick armor. He soun around and threw Smash over his shoulder onto the ground behind him, following with an overhead slash from his huge sword; a hit would cut the echidna in half.

Smash landed on his back, wincing in pain. He looked up and saw the sword coming down towards him. Not wasting another second, He rolled to his right, just barely missing the sword. Now on his stomach, he pushed himself back to his feet. I gotta do something about that armor! He thought. ''Only something really powerful would penetrate that. If I don't, I'm just wearing myself out.'' He moved in quickly towards him while his sword was in the ground from the overhead slash, and threw a powerful uppercut towards his face, hoping to knock his helmet off.


 * Gantt didn't think his opponent would roll out of the way so quickly, especially after a heavy slam like that. With full force, the sword cleaved the earth, but was stuck in the ground. he tugged on it before making it move an inch, but not keeping check on his opponent, Smash ended up hitting Gantt right in the jaw. The impact caused Gantt to be sent flying backwards, but at the same time the sword was able to be pulled free, but at the cost of losing his helmet. Underneath could be seen a menacing black and purple dragon; a cyan jewel layed upon his forehead as a symbol of magical prowess, but exactly what element would he command? Stumbling to his feet, Gantt looked on, then simply threw a hand outwards; tendrils and coils of shadow raced towards Smash, threatening to pierce or entangle him.

"Yes!" He said to himself excitedly. His triumphant expression soon melted down. "Uh oh." He ran to his left, not wanting to get caught by the shadows. He managed to steer clear of most of the shadows, but one of them tripped his leg, right after another had sliced a bit of his back. He fell flat on his face. The cut on his back began to bleed. "Ugh..That hurt..." He stood up, looking over towards Gantt. I can't let myself stay down. He thought. ''Even though I got his helmet off, it won't mean anything if I can't hit him afterwards. Speaking of which, He didn't appear to be able to do that before...I know that jewel on his forehead enabled him to use those shadows, but perhaps his helmet was preventing him from using them before? I dunno, stay focused. Who knows what else he'll dish out?'' He got into a defensive stance.


 * Gantt smirked and withdrew his hand. Extending his sword to the side, he picked up his helmet with the point of the blade before bringing it to his other hand. replacing the helmet on his head, he held the sword forwards; runes began to glow a deep purple, with an equally colored veil eclipsing the whole blade. "Feel despair as you wither away!" Taking the sword high, Gantt swung it down to the ground; a wave of purple energy launched itself from the blade at a fairly fast velocity. "Corrosion!"

Dang, I probably should have gotten rid of that helmet first. He thought. He watched as he began to launch his attack, and then dodge-rolled out of the way as fast as he could. He rolled more than a safe distance away, and then got to his feet. Okay, I think I know what I need to do, but it's not gonna be easy. He thought again. Here goes nothing... He charged at Gantt and threw a quick punch towards him. He tensed up his leg muscles more than his arms, preparing for something else.


 * "Fool!" Gantt held up his sword, still brimming with a purple haze, blocking the punch with the side of the blade and then pushed Smash away. Gantt smirked under his helm; Smash' glove suffered from burns, with part of the material smoldering and turning to ash before flaking off onto the ground. "You're lucky you've got some protection. This Acherus Blade possesses the power to inflict corrosion to anything it touches, directly or indirectly. I wonder how you'll survive against this." Gantt took a step back, rearing his arms before tossing the blade like a boomerang.

Hyve vs Jaraxx

 * As the applause and cheering begins to ring throughout the battlegrounds, the announcer with mic on hand steps up to the podium, ready to give out his speach on the next fight. "Welcome one and all to the next match of the Trial of Conquest! Today, the opponent is one creepy looking dude; drenched in black with the hue of violet, it's the Space-bender, Jaraxx!"

As he approached the stadium, one could just about see light refract around him, although in reality it was night light, but space distorting slightly around him; he could not easily manipulate it as it's apparent around him, almost as though he's trying to keep it around him with force.

"And the opponent, the... I can't think of a witty title; Hyve!"

Hyve: (walks out into the arena, waving) Are you ready, Jaraxx?


 * With no word of warning, Jaraxx Lifted a hand in the air, with a small portion of space beginning to distort and compress around it. Suddenly he blasted his hand outwards, with that piece of space firing towards Hyve like a bullet. The announcer looked on, but called the match to start anyway.

Hyve: Projectile attack? Please. (torso ripples, and expands, leaving a hole which the space-bullet flies through harmlessly) My turn! (hand morphs into a hammer, he roundhouse-punches Jaraxx innto a wall)


 * It wasn't too much damage; as the hammer swung, the space around Jaraxx compressed it down to a smaller size, leaving it with little impact. However, as he hopped off the wall, his expression grew more sadistic. Holding out both hands, the area around Hyve began to cave in on itself; if it would continue, it would surely crush Hyve within the collapse.

Hyve: (smiles, and his body disperses into millions of tiny particles which scatter in every direction, avoiding the collapse of space)


 * It wasn't going to do Hyve any good dispersing; not against this opponent. As long as he exists, he can still take damage from the attacks. Widening his hands out, the space around the point of impact exploded in a bright jolt of light and space, blasting Hyve's particles away from each other. This would of done two things; it would of damaged him on a molecular level because of his particle form, and also would spread them out away from each other so that they could not reform.

(Then, a small army of miniature Hyves appear, but a tiny bit skinnier and a tiny bit shorter.)

Hyves: You can't take on all of us.


 * Jaraxx looked on, watching as there was only perhaps ten or fifteen of them. He smirked, then grinned. "Your power does not do anything to impress me. Your power would only be divided between them all because they all share your molecular structure. The whole becomes greater than the sum of its parts, and thus the whole becomes weaker when taken apart. You won't be able to defeat me like that..." He extended a hand, as space began to collapse slowly around a small portion of them. "Now die."

Kyle vs Vice

 * The crowd was going wild; it was only the third day of the opening of the colliseum and already they had seen some pretty intense matches, and they wanted more. The announcer, complete with shining marble microphone, stepped up to the podium. "Ladies and Gantlemen, welcome to another exciting match of the Trial of Conquest! Today, the opponent is a G.U.N. special agent on the verge of discovering to harness Chaos Energy. Please give a round of applause to the Chaos Bender, Vice!"

As vice made his way down to the battleground, there was already a cheer; he was a government agent on a role to further protect the earth by harnessing an extreme power that not many people can do. He wore a pitch black suit, but he had on a pair of gauntlets and anklets made of tempered steel; those were more than likely the equipment he used to manipulate Chaos Energy.

"And the challenger, the Azure Bolt, Kyle Tyris!" Kyle stepped into the battlefield calmly. He took a good look at his opponent. He had completely calmed himself completely in order to focus his mind. He silently waited for a few moments for the appropriate moment, He reached his hands over his shoulder and drew a sword from his back. Its handle was inlaid with 6 gems of a different color, while the blade itself had a golden highlighted glow to it. He focused on his opponent, patiently waiting for the match to begin.


 * Vice smirked as he pressed small blue buttons on either gauntlet, and then bending over to do so on the anklets. All four items gave a whirring sound and then started to glow; it was amazing how these small items of machinery could control chaos energy. "So, let's begin." As the announcer gave the word for the match to start, Vice charged in, then clasping his hands together, then drew them apart as a small globe of Chaos Energy was made. Grasping it in one hand, it expanded to the size of a baseball, then launched it at his opponent.

Kyle focused on the ball coming towards him. He changed his battle stance, imitating a baseball batter, his sword being the bat. As soon as it came within reach, he swung his sword with both hands and struck the ball of Chaos energy like a baseball, attempting to either reflect it back at him or knock it out of the battlefield. Either one was good enough for him.


 * Vice smirked and dashed forwards as soon as Kyle was about to hit the globe of Chaos Energy, When he did; it erupted into a small explosion, damaging Kyle and pushing him backwards. As he did, Vice jumped into the air and swung his leg in a roundhouse fashion, creating a small wave of Chaos Energy at the now staggered hedgehog.

Kyle staggered backwards, but quickly regained his footing. He looked around quickly to try and spot his opponent, until a glowing light caught his attention. He quickly looked up-but it was too late. The wave struck him in the face and knocked him down to the ground. He fell onto his back, wincing from the pain. He rolled over onto his front and stood up, regaining his battle stance and his calm attitude. He focused on his enemy who was just regaining his own footing after jumping into the air. It was his turn to strike. He charged forward and, once he got into close enough range, he slashed at him diagnolly, following up with a second slash in reverse.


 * It seemed to be going well for Vice, although he did expect a counter attack; if he didn't, how would not of been recruited as a G.U.N. agent, let alone a tester. As Kyle took the first swing, Vice sidestepped, but wasn't counting on a reverse underslash, at which point he held up his hand as the edge of the blade glided across the tempered steel of the gauntlet; it seemed to create a cutting mark on the metal, but didn't actually cut through it. Vice smirked as his gauntlet started to glow green, to which he held an aura of Chaos Energy in the palm of his hand and attempted to thrust this within Kyle's stomach; the impact would blast him away and leave a minor burn wound.

Kyle, still swinging his sword in the offensive, managed to move the flat end of the blade to block the attack. The impact on the sword blasted it back towards him, slapping his chest with the flat end of the sword and causing him to take a step backwards. Kyle swung his sword again, horizontally towards his chest.


 * Vice seemed to enjoy the fight; his movements were assuringly too fast for Kyle to handle, or even counter for that matter. As Kyle took the swing, Vice jumped a few feet off the ground and placed a foot on the flat edge of the blade. Using it as a springboard, he flipped forwards into the air as a trail of green energy began to trail behind his shoe, going for an overheard kick, which would cause much more damage due to the Chaos Energy. "I hope you enjoy a taste of my Jaguar Fang!"

Kyle looked up and held his sword to block the attack. As it clashed down against the blade, he forced him back upwards and jumped up a few feet off the ground, quickly countering the attack with a horizontal slash of his sword.


 * Vice was flipped back too far to see the attack, and ended up taking the blade across the chest as he flipped back over; it wasn't a deep cut, but it was something he was going to feel in the morning. He winced, then grew someone impatient. He grasped the sword around his hand, holding it in place; gathering a large amount of chaos energy in his hand, then thrust it towards Kyle. It was a direct hit unless Kyle was going to relinquish the grip on his sword.

Kyle tried to hold it back, but ended up releasing his grip on the sword. He struggled and broke away from Vice. He took a few steps back, and took notice to his sword on the ground in between them. It was closer to Vice than it was to Kyle. He made a dive for the sword and somersaulted as he grabbed the handle of the blade. As he was flipping to his feet, he swung his sword vertically towards Vice with great force.


 * Vice didn't seem to mind that Kyle had his sword; in fact he found it potentially better as the sword made him much slower than without it, in terms of attacking anyway. As Kyle brung the sword down towards Vice, he merely sidestepped to Kyle's side, and tried to give him a powerful punch around the jaw; if it succeeded, the impact from the steel gauntlet would surely break his jaw.

Kyle knew better than to stop moving. It would only leave him open. When his sword hit the ground, he quickly brought it back up to attack Vice again. The flat end of the blade pushed his fist sideways, but not stopping the attack fully. He successfully managed to hit the side of his head, which caused Kyle to step back from the blow. It hurt him rather badly, his head was starting to bleed.


 * Vice seemed to enjoy the match, and enjoyed it even more that he was gaining the upper hand. He smirked and dashed, following up by crouching as low as he could and then aimed to drive his fist into Kyle's jaw. The impact would leave him unconscious if it were to succeed.

Kyle performed a backflip, the blow just missing him. He landed on his hands, and hopped back to his feet. He repeated the flip again, so that he was a safe distance from him. "It is time that I began fighting seriously." He said. He spun his sword around beside him in a circular motion. After a few loops, he stopped with the sword pointing directly behind him. He closed his eyes, and began to speak in a soft voice. "Gem's of Lightning and Wind, lend me thy strength..." In response to his words, two of the gems on the hilt of the sword began to glow. A slight breeze suddenly blew by them.


 * Grinning, vice dashed in; chaos energy began to erupt around his right fist, but before he could take a swing, the device on his wrist began to crackle and surge with energy; the overload causing it to malfunction and explode in a small puff of green light and smoke. The malfunction stunned him, causing him to look away and turn in pain as he held his hand; a good oppurtunity to attack.

It was the perfect opportunity. He already had things under control, but this was even more convenient. In a flash, Kyle appeared behind Vice with his sword sticking out in front of him. Seconds later, bright slashes from a delayed reaction hit struck at Vice. The slashes were quick, powerful, and swift. He turned around, after dealing the blow, and held his sword to his face, the tip facing the sky. "I will not hold back now." He said. "Gems of the Gemblade, lend me thy strength..." He spoke in a soft tone. The gems then glowed in response, like before.


 * "D... damnit!" Vice laid on the ground in front of Kyle; he suffered from deep gashes over his body and one along his face. With his right arm damaged from the explosion and losing blood from the slashes, Vice began to curse the equipment; if they were both functioning he could of healed himself. With no alternative, he relayed all output signals to the left gauntlet, building up as much Chaos Energy as he could. "... Life's a bang!" Quickly he got up and dashed towards Kyle. Without even making an attack, the sudden surge of Chaos Energy in a single component causes it to meltdown, resulting in a cataclysmic explosion of green energy; with such proximity to Kyle, it would be a wonder if he would survive. Vice certainly wouldn't. The crowd screamed, ducking under the seats, taking cover behind the stands. It left people to wonder; was it a double K.O., or did one of them survive?

Sango vs Dandee

 * The crowd was on fire, though not literally; the Trials of Conquest were going well with six matches already taking place, with this being the seventh. The announcer, complete with shining marble microphone, stepped up to the podium. "Ladies and Gantlemen, welcome to another exciting match of the Trial of Conquest! Today, the opponent is a rockin cool laid back watermancer! People, I give to you Dandee the Raccoon!"

Dandee made his way to the battleground with his blonde styles hair, ocean blue and palm tree decorated surfboard. The crowd cheered him on, with many of the ladies swooning over him. He waved back with his eyes half open; one couldn't tell if he was just chillin or was high.

"And the challenger, the Ghost of Tails, Sango!"

"Ghost of Tails?" said Sango as she flew onto the battleground. "Weird...anyways, Im ready!"

Saizo vs Vice the Lynx
Vice walks into the arena, the entire crowd very silent, wearing nervous expressions the moment he has appeared. Vice looks around the crowd, smiling at them as though saying some kind of hidden message to them, one which seems to scare some members of the audience. Vice then turns his eyes toward his opponent.
 * The crowd seemed to be quite quiet all of a sudden. The announcer stood up, unsure of what to say. However, he looked up and held the mic to his mouth and spoke aloud. "Gentlemen, it seems that the next contestant wishes to challenge our sponsor to a match. It's unorthadox but he has decided to accept. I welcome you to our challenger, Vice the Lynx, and his opponent, Saizo Marushagan!"
 * Saizo stands, arms folded, looking down with his eyes closed as the audience gave off a slight cheer but mainly just blank stares; who would want to face Saizo in an open challenge? Was the guy just overconfident, being one of those guys who think they're all badass, or did the guy just wanna little sparring match? Either way, Saizo looked up at his opponent, noticing his coat. "Seems like long trenches are popular here." He unfolded his arms and walked towards his opponent slowly before stopping just several meters away. "My name is Saizo. And I will show you the extent of my power. Now, show me your strength."
 * Vice grins at Saizo, ammused by his strange character and his remark. "It would seem so, but long trenches do have their uses. Oh, and my name is Vice the Lynx." *He produces some kind of silver-colored weapon handle in his hand and pushes a black button on it, which produces a 3 meter long blade of electic blue light, a light hum emiting from the weapon. "Let's see what you can do" Vice gets into a modified horse stance while pointing his sword ar Saizo with both hands, getting ready to either attack or defend himself.
 * "Hmmm I see..." Saizo casually drew the sword from his pauldron; it was a rather long blade, roughly 8 feet from blade to handle, and about as cumbersome as a pen to him. He waved it around slowly and a full circular motion before resting it to his side. He then took out a small golden kunai and threw it towards Vice rather quick; it would be difficult to dodge, and seeing as it was aimed right at his forehead, a strike would mean an instant death.
 * VIce sees the kunai coming at him and ducks so it would miss him, almost scrapping his head. Vice then runs from Saizo and starts cutting up the ground and moves the two peices of ground upright, so they're standing up. He quckly hides behind them for cover and loads his pistol, waiting for Saizo to come after him.
 * "Behind you." A voice suddenly sprang from the rear; Saizo had used his Flying Thunder God technique to appear directly behind Vice by teleporting to the kunai flying over his head. Saizo immediately grabbed the kunai and aimed to drive it through the skull of Vice.
 * Vice hears Saizo's voice behind him (Thinking: Damn it!!) Vice quickly turns around and grabs Saizo's hand and tries to push the handle of the kunai into Saizo's head, and grabs his other hand so Saizo can't use his other hand. Vice then charges up an electrical charge in his body and prepares to discharge it into Saizo.
 * Saizo watches Vice carefully, almost smirking at the guy's sudden rush of adrenaline; perhaps he's never been so close to death like this before? Vice pushed at Saizo's hand but he merely applied the same amount of force, keeping the momentum neutral. Saizo then looked at Vice's other hand and did the same thing; he grasped at Vice's hand and, with a sudden jolt, spun Vice the other way whilst wrapping Vice's own arm around his throat, but not applying any choke hold, but gave him discomfort. "You're quite phenomenal; you might actually be a challenge... Maybe..."
 * Vice uses his free hand to quickly grab his pistol from his coat and point the gun behind him, shooting the weapon in where be believes his head is located, hoping he won't have time to move out of his line of fire and be forced to let go of him.
 * It was quite interesting this match, but even Saizo didn't seen this coming. The shot caught him right in the face, but instead of a cataclysmic bloodbath from the wound, all that could be heard was a slight *Kink*, but it caused Saizo to let go of Vice as he reeled backwards, holding the left side of his face. He removed his hand, but there was no blood; just a bullet hole in his mask and what appeared to be a black shell-like hide around his face. "Ah... well that wasn't expected. I shouldn't take you lightly." He dashed in, rather quickly, almost appearing right in front of Vice and took a horizontal slice at his midsection; the attack would surely cleave him in half.
 * Vice draws his other Beam Katana into hos other hand and puts the blads at both sides of his mid-section, blocking Saizo's attack. He then kicks Saizo with his right legs, sending him flying to the ground. Vice then dashes towards Saizo and jumps into the air, pointing the Beam Katana in his left hand downward whiel falling towards Saizo; the attack could end up impaling Saizo if Vice lands on top of him.
 * It seemed like this would be a good match, which was excellent considering the amount of downtime Saizo has had in terms of finding a worthy opponent. Saizo watched carefully, then as soon as Vice was about to drive the blade in, Saizo quickly rolled out of the way; his speed was amazing as well as his agility, being able to move with mere second left to dodge. As he rolled out of the way, he saw Vice's sword sink into the ground, then took the opportunity to make a slash of his sword at Vice's neck. If Vice stayed, the attack would behead him, but if he dodged he'd be fine, but that possibly meant relinquishing one of his swords.
 * Vice, knowing that he'd be beheaded if he stayed in his current position, pressed both buttons on his beam Katanas to sheath their blades and quickly rolled foward on the ground, barely dodging Saizo's attack. While rolling, Vice refused both his Beam Katana's into one weapon, and shot a bolt of lighting at Saizo as soon as he stopped rolling; the attack could seriously injure Saizo and breifly paralyze him, should the attack make contact with him and sent electricity throughout his body.
 * Saizo looked on and noticed the bolt of lightning towards him, so he quickly extended his left arm forwards, allowing it to be enveloped in the electricity, but began to use his own energy to control it; it caused little damage to the carapace on his arm, but he could feel his muscles being affected by it. Quickly, he began to mold it into an aura surrounding his hand, which began to crackle loudly due to the amount of energy in this amount of lightning. He looked at it, and then smirked. He dashed towards Vice, with his hand dragging across the ground as it began to tear the earth around it apart, demonstrating how powerful the attack is.
 * Vice quckly took out his pistol and jumped several dozen feet into the air. (Thinking: So that blue skin of his must act as a kind of armored hide... Well, I wonder how his human skin can handle my attacks?) Vice takes steady aim with his machine pistol and fires at the passing Saizo, hoping some of the bullets will hit his human skin before Saizo had time to dodge the bullets.
 * As Saizo sprinted across the ground, several bullets flew and made impact passed him and below him, but with no notice, he stood still and flickered; having left an afterimage behind him, Saizo was already above Vice, aiming to drive his hand, formed into a karate chop, through Vice's skull. "Lightning Release: Misogi." The Misogiken was a powerful attack in itself, so who knows what damage a lightning powered variation could achieve.
 * Vice, knowing that he ad no time to turn around and counter Saizo's attack, quickly forms an electrical barrier around his body and concentrated to keep the barrier intact from the oncoming force of Saizo's attack. However, the barrier will last only a few seconds, so Vice would have to act quickly in order to get away from Saizo, should the barrier succeed in protecting him from his attack.
 * Saizo instantaneously collided with the barrier, but its spherical shape caused the chop to be redirected slightly, missing Vice completely but also shattering the barrier. Saizo collided with the ground and, from the impact, created an enormous crater; chunks of earth of rock exploded from the point of impact and flew everywhere, while also a burst of lightning struck from the air and created a huge shockwave of electrical energy; anyone caught in it would of been paralyzed from the impact. Saizo slowly got up then turned to Vice. "Lucky break; don't think it'll work a second time."
 * "I'm far from what you would call a "typical" opponent, my friend. You're only beginning to learn what I'm capable of." Vice shoots a ball of electricity in the air, which then floats over to and hovers over Saizo. The ball then starts shooting minature bolts of electricity down towards Saizo, some of them coming right at him; The attack could paralyze various parts of Saizo's body should any of the bolts manage to hit him. However, Vice knew that the attack won't last forever and anyone who was fast could manage to dodge the bolts, so Vice begins to reload his gun and draw back out his Beam Katana and watches Saizo's next move carefully.
 * "Hm. No problem. Behold the power of science." Saizo seemed rather confident, and he had the right to be; he quickly sheathed the katana in his pauldron, then dug the tip of the sword into the ground and hid behind his pauldron, kneeling down; every lightning bolt that struck him his his pauldron, which then earthed the electricity through the katana. After the ball was done and dissipated, he stood up again, and smirked, drawing eight different kunai. "Well, my turn." Saizo burst at a high velocity, leaving behind a sharp bright flash of light, typically blinding anyone who was staring at it, and then laid all eight kunai around Vice in a circular formation before stopping at the first one. "So, show me what you've got."

Turbo vs Jimmy
The crowd cheers and the applaud revs after the previous fight. However, the next match is up. The announcer takes the stand, trusty microphone in hand, and begin to announce the next contender. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to another exciting match here at the Trial of Conquest! Next up is, what we all are wishing for, a supreme match as it becomes Hedgehog vs Dog; Fighter vs slinger! I introduce to you first, the Silver Colt, Jimmy!

As the crowd applauds, a rather tall cowboy dressing dog approaches from the gates; he was a handsome looking German Shepherd, tipping his hats to all the ladies in the crowd, making them swoon for him. Playing the hat back on, he took out both revolvers and started twirling them around his fingers, even switching between fingers while still spinning; showboating at its best. "Ah reckon ah've got plenty of fine young gals chearin' me on in this here match."

"And the twilight Dragon, Turbo!"


 * Turbo walks in and tells the announcer that he's not a hedgehog then askes where his challenger is.

The announcer raised an eyebrow, and pointed to the cowboy several meters away from the two of them. "Er, that's your opponent. I woulda thought my introduction would of made that clear but, oh well." The announcer raised his microphone to his mouth before speaking. "Ladies and gentlemen, let the battle begin"


 * Jimmy seemed lax; he kicked at the dirt lightly to test how much grip his boots would have. Seemed well enough. "Okay boy, tahm to see what you're made of." Reaching for his gun, he drew them and near lightning speed, twirling them for a moment before grasping at them properly, ready to fire. "Bang! haha!" He joked, recoiling both guns as though he fired them, but he didn't even pull the trigger. "Jokes aside, boy, Ah'll let you make the first move, y'hear?"

Abumi the Panda vs Jayce the Lizard
The coliseum was heading off to a great start, especially with a few of the matches already done and dusted. The announcer gripped his microphone tight and swung it to his lips; he was ecstatic about this match, as it featured their up-and-rising Amateur fighter with merely one match under her belt. "Ladies and Gentlemen of all ages, welcome to the next exciting match of the Trials of Conquest!" Chears and applauds could be heard throughout the stands; even the "Abumi" chants were starting before she even got introduced. "I give you the opponent, Jayce the Lizard!"

The crowd cheered for the rather young Judo expert; at an age of 18 and running his own school, some call him a prodigy, but it's time he stepped into a much bigger world than just a dojo. Wearing a sleeveless Gi top and hakama pants, Jarce folded his arms before extending thm forwards, rotating them in a circle infront of him before relaying them at his sides at a right-angle.

"And the challenger, the crowd favourate herself, Abumi-Anko the Panda!"

Abumi flipped onto the scene. She ws excited to see all of the applause and appreciation she was getting. She looked on at her opponent. ''A judo expert, huh? My father is a master of the art himself. Surely he'll have the upperhand in strength, but I will outdo him. I know I can. I just have to stay focused and try and avoid his attacks. ''"Hi there, I'm Abumi....Abumi Anko. A name I can promise, that you will not soon forget" she takes a fighting stance.


 * "... I'll stain my hands. With your blood." Jayce wasn't all smiles and laughter, it seemed. he had a killing intent in his eyes, as though he was going to win no matter what. Hands lax at his side, he taunts Abumi with a 'bring it' notion. "Come on."

Abumi's smile fades as she realizes the seriousness of her opponent. Her look changed to determination. Whether he was trying to scare her into making a mistake or not was beyond Abumi. She stood their for a moment. Contemplating her move. She then rushed forward in amazing speed. Abumi planned to test out Jayce's abilities. She used the moment from running as she jumped for force as she attempted to deliver a devastating kick to the lizard's face.


 * Jayce merely smirked; he stood sideways, right foot forwards, with a hand extended. Catches her foot with the right hand, he quickly spun around with his left foot forwards and placed his hand on the inside of her thigh, spinning her around before throwing her to the ground with some force. "Too easy!" he retored as Abumi his the ground, then quickly followed up with driving his fist towards her, aiming to smash her in the gut with powerful force.

Kasumi vs Mighty
With the cheering dying down from the previous match, the announcer walked to the podium, ready to call the next fight. Microphone in hand, he prepares to make his voice heard. "Ladies and gentlemen, we all know you're having a great time watching our contestants battle it all out in the coliseum, and we aim to give you more! The opponent in this next match is a guy of both speed and power, with agility as his cherry on top; put your hands together for Mighty the Armadillo!"

In a quick entrance, Mighty spin dashes into the coliseum ground before jumping out of it on both feet, hands on hips and all smiles as the crowd goes wild at the sight of him. "Okay, let's get this show going." excited about his fight, he swings his left arm around to loosen it up.

"And the challenger, Kasumi!"

Kasumi enters. he doesn't look very enthusiastic. It's obvious he cares little of the audiences opinion. He is a burly young man, and his gun is as large as he is. He carries it over his shoulder to show off his strength. As Kasumi makes his way to a fair distance from his opponent he mutters "I hate crowds". His eyes soon turn to Mighty. He studies him up and down. "Alright, kid....you ready?"

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