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lucetilogs2014-05-02 06:16 pm
dedicatednoless) wrote in lucetilogs2014-05-02 06:16 pm
Entry tags:
- [atla] wan shi tong,
- [baccano!] firo prochainezo,
- [blue exorcist] rin okumura,
- [castlevania] isaac (laforeze),
- [durarara] masaomi kida,
- [oc] ginia solana,
- [punch-out!!] little mac,
- [star ocean] albel nox,
- [star ocean] cliff fittir,
- [star ocean] fayt leingod,
- [tales: abyss] luke fon fabre,
- [tales: abyss] peony upala malkuth,
- [tales: graces] asbel,
- [tales: symphonia] raine sage,
- [tales: tempest] caius qualls,
- [wild arms: acf] rudy roughnight,
- [x-men evolution] gambit
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Who: Everyone!
What: First Annual Luceti Tournament
When: May 2nd
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: Peony has made good on his promise to set up a tournament and today is the day for all the action.
Rating: PG-13 for the violence/fighting/possible language.
Finally the promised day has arrived! As competitors and audiences alike gather for the start, the whole outside area draws the eye to the grand carpet and banners with symbols for every event. There is also a table being restocked with free snacks and water bottles for those waiting around or still finding their way. Most notably, though, is a signboard with the times for all the events and competitors.
Whether you're competing or here for the entertainment, however, it's hoped you'll enjoy the events and fight or cheer hard! Now without further ado, make your own threads or comment around and let the games begin...
What: First Annual Luceti Tournament
When: May 2nd
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: Peony has made good on his promise to set up a tournament and today is the day for all the action.
Rating: PG-13 for the violence/fighting/possible language.
Finally the promised day has arrived! As competitors and audiences alike gather for the start, the whole outside area draws the eye to the grand carpet and banners with symbols for every event. There is also a table being restocked with free snacks and water bottles for those waiting around or still finding their way. Most notably, though, is a signboard with the times for all the events and competitors.
Whether you're competing or here for the entertainment, however, it's hoped you'll enjoy the events and fight or cheer hard! Now without further ado, make your own threads or comment around and let the games begin...
[ Masaomi vs Cliff ] (MMA round one)
Jeesha, I just had to get paired up with the giant, didn't I?
[ He says this sheepishly as he comes into the ring. Given that he's only using his hands and feet and not all the other tools at his disposal, he didn't bring his normal battle attire. Instead he's just got on a tank top and loose pants, exposing his florescent pink wings for all the world to see. But hey, what are you going to do. Sadly, his friend is one of the judges (albeit for another category), his partner is in the stands, and several of his friends besides that are here too. He hoped he could be impressive... well, maybe he still can ]
[ Masaomi vs Cliff ] (MMA round one)
What? [He asked, grinning.] You wanna throw in the towel already?
[He was teasing-- an attempt to keep the spar as light and friendly as it was intended to be. It was nothing personal, although Cliff had hoped that Peony would have paired Cliff up with someone who had a little more bulk than his current opponent. As a person who specialized in hand-to-hand combat, Cliff was hoping for a challenge.
As a specialist in hand-to-hand, unarmed combat, Cliff had entered the ring in his normal attire-- boots and comfortable pants, tank top that left his black wings be seen by the rest of the world. For fairness, Cliff didn't wear his gauntlets for once. He wasn't looking to seriously hurt anyone in this.]
Don't worry, [he called across the space between them with a flash of a grin,] I'll go easy on ya.
[Because, at the end of the tournament, a normal Earthling being able to stand up to a Klausian was nothing to be ashamed of.]
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[ Oh well. Masaomi's skills would speak for himself. He could hope they would make him win, but he knew he was always on catch-up here. Honestly, he knows very little about what this guy is capable of other than that he's huge and he has a lot of muscles. Masaomi himself has some very impressive tight ones if you ask him (particularly in his biceps and abs) but man, this guy has bulk going on all over the place. and he's pretty sure he's seen this guy talk to the one who could blow up stuff in his hands on the journal. Which is a bit grapevine, but... oh well.
Not really ever trained to take a stance, Masaomi makes ready for this thing by rolling his shoulders and then inhaling, exhaling, and putting himself on high alert. He shifts his position a bit to so that while he might seem lax, he's ready to jump in and react to anything. Perhaps he's a little on edge too, to be out in the open for this ]
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[His tone was amused in his reply, but he didn't allow himself to get distracted. Falling into old habits, Cliff took up a ready stance and kept a sharp eye on his opponent. He didn't know much about this kid from the journal-- only enough to suspect that he may have been around this town for a while-- but he recognized the look in the kid's eyes and the deceptive ease with which the kid moved. He couldn't have been older than Fayt, Cliff realized, but he was probably just as familiar with fights as his friend was before they embarked on their little adventure.
That is to say, more familiar than a young man with a clean nose shoud be.
The bell rang, signaling the start of their fight. Cliff moved immediately.]
Hey, kid. Head's up!
[He charged, fist aimed for a blow to the gut.]
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He can't really expect that to connect to any real blows, but it might make him back off. ]
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Cliff slipped back out of the kid's range and swung out with a sweeping roundhouse, planning on using his greater height to his advantage in this little spar.]
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Relaxing his position, Cliff pounded a fist against his palm and grinned.]
You're not doing so bad, kid. How long've you been at this?
1/2
[ He says all this sheepishly while rocking on his heels, looking generally relaxed and jovial. He even makes to itch his hand behind his head, to complete the image. Despite this, his eyes are still sharp. And--]
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