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Rizzaro amazes his bunkmates by canoodling three nurses at once, something he immediately dubs the Triple Crown.
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Blade and Love Hurts have been added to the auction block for Friday.
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As the sun peaks in the sky, the arena fills up. The chants echo through the warm Sunday afternoon . . .
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DeToxusRoxus (Rank 1, The House of Four Fingers) vs. Hokius Maximus (Rank 1, House Corax)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Longsword, Chainsaw, Longsword, Chains As is common with the lower level fights, this one is on equal footing as well, as neither man has experience with the weapons selected for the fight. The host takes his seat in the balcony and gives the command to begin! |
Both fighters sprint towards their weapons. It looks like we will see a classic duel this evening as each makes a mad dash for opposite longswords. DeToxusRoxus makes an attempt at misdirection, swinging toward the head, then adjusting to swing at Hokius' sword arm. Hokius is not fooled. He's all over DeToxusRoxus as he adapts to the fighting style. Hokius attemps to interupt DeToxusRoxus' attack! Hokius thrusts towards DeToxusRoxus' head! DeToxRox escapes a skewered skull by falling hard to the ground to avoid the blow! DeToxusRoxus rolls to safety and thanks whatever gods he believes in. Hokius is dumbfounded. That one shot should have ended the fight!
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The fighters circle for a little then they engage. DeToxusRoxus looks out of form and Hokius tries to take advantage and swings at DeToxusRoxus' sword arm. DeToxusRoxus easily evades and returns a blow that is parried by Hokius. Hokius still has the upper hand and tries for DeToxusRoxus' legs. With a low swing, Hokius catches some dirt with the tip of the blade and loses control of the longsword. It's on the ground! DeToxusRoxus steps between Hokius and the loose blade and takes a swing. Hokius barely avoids it by rolling out of the way.
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Hokius finds himself only feet from the chainsaw. He decides to go for it! DeToxusRoxus swings at his retreating foe and barely hits Hokius in the back with a heavy swing. A small wound is opened. Hokius barely seems to notice. Hokius gives a tug on the chainsaw starter and the motor starts purring. DeToxusRoxus takes the moment to swing his longsword at Hokius, but to no avail. Hokius takes a horizontal swing with the chainsaw. DeToxusRoxus easily blocks.
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Hokius attempts to bait DeToxusRoxus into swinging high by opening his defense, but DeToxusRoxus is wary enough not to take the bait and checks his swing. With a sly grin, Hokius jabs the tip of the chainsaw toward DeToxusRoxus. DeToxusRoxus parries it wide of his body and closes the gap, punching at Hokius with the hilt of his sword. His hilt lands, but with little force. Hokius twists and tries to bring his chainsaw toward DeToxusRoxus' midsection.
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With DeToxusRoxus' weapon high, Hokius carves deep into DeToxusRoxus' flesh. DeToxusRoxus does what he can to pull away from the chainsaw, But the pain is too great. Instead, he changes grip and attempts to stab the length of the sword through Hokius. The pain is still too great and DeToxusRoxus drops his sword. Hokius continues carving the chainsaw into DeToxusRoxus. DeToxusRoxus goes limp. Hokius continues the cut and soon DeToxusRoxus is half the man he once was.
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! DeToxusRoxus' torso falls to the ground and splashes in a puddle of his own blood, he waist and legs topple over after it. Hokius Maximus raises the chainsaw to the sky and gives it a couple of revs. Splattered with blood, Hokius looks like at maniacal butcher proudly staring down at his work. Hokius Maximus is now Rank 2 and receives 1 prestige point. His wounds are superficial, so he won't miss any time if he doesn't want to. Raven Hawk receives the $12,000 purse and offers to teach Hokius a weapon style of his choice. |
Next up on the card will be Coffee Warlord vs. Qwikshot in a buck nekked extravaganza.
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Coffee Warlord (Rank 1, Bloodhaus) vs. Qwikshot (Rank 1, The House of Four Fingers)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Warhammer, Knife, Spiked Club, Machete As the men enter the Thunderdome, both men greedily eye the machete. Each man knows that the machete is the key match. Qwikshot is proficient with it, Coffee Warlord is not. However, Coffee Warlord will have to get control of it to have any chance in the fight. Walking around the ring, buck naked as the day he was born, Coffee Warlord hopes that Qwikshot has a severe phobia of male organs. The host steps up to the microphone and the fighters walk to their corners . . . "BEGIN!" The two men make a mad dash for the machete . . . |
You'd think Coffee Warlord had an afterburner installed in his ass as he comes roaring out of the corner and gets to the machete first. It must have been because he wasn't burdened down with a sweat soaked loin cloth. Coffee Warlord picks the weapon up and swings hard at Qwikshot who aborted his route in favor of the spiked club. Qwikshot is able to evade, but that spiked club isn't close enough for his liking. Coffee Warlord swings again . . .
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Qwikshot is able to squirm away from the blade and get to the spiked club. Coffee Warlord tries to get in another shot before Qwikshot can bring the spiked club up in defense. Coffee Warlord connects, but Qwikshot manages a partial block, leaving him with a small laceration on his forearm. Qwikshot retaliates, but can't penetrate Coffee Warlord's defense.
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Still with the upper hand, Coffee Warlord swings toward Qwikshot's collarbone. Qwikshot grabs the shaft of the spiked club with both hands raising it to meet the machete and partially blocks again. The machete blade trails off the shaft of the club and opens a small wound on Qwikshot's chest. Qwikshot sends a shot in at Coffee Warlord, but Qwikshot is distracted by the sight of Coffee Warlord's twig and berries. His shot goes wide. Coffee Warlord returns the blow with an overhead shot. Strangely Qwikshot steps into the blow . . .
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Qwikshot raises his weapon to block the machete high and hits Coffee Warlord's wrist with the shaft of his weapon, halting the motion of the wrist but not the machete. The machete continues on its path, flying over Qwikshot's left shoulder. Qwikshot quickly changes his grip and attemps to return the overhead blow. Coffee Warlord raises his hands and is able block the swing high. Both men now have a hand on Qwikshot's spiked club . . . oh my! :eek:
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Qwikshot pulls away and manages to regain control of the spiked club. Meanwhile, Coffee Warlord looks around for another weapon. Much to Qwikshot's chagrin, Coffee Warlord is standing two feet away from the warhammer. Coffee Warlord grabs for it. Enjoying the fact that Coffee Warlord is weaponless, Qwikshot swings at Coffee Warlord's grabby hands . . .
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Qwikshot connects! With the Warhammer, not Coffee Warlord's hands, resulting in the destruction of both weapons. Both men stare at each other in disbelief, then as if on cue, they both turn their heads toward the machete which is only 10 feet away, lying on the ground. Qwikshot breaks for it!
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Coffee Warlord will have none of that and tackles Qwikshot to the ground. A pummelling match ensues. Qwikshot misses with a hammer punch, and blocks an incoming elbow from Coffee Warlord. Qwikshot, lying on his back with Coffee Warlord on top of him, reaches up to grab Coffee Warlord behind the neck and pulls Coffee Warlord's head toward's his own. The resulting headbutt breaks Coffee Warlord's nose and Qwikshot squirms free to pursue the machete.
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Things have gone from bad to worse for Coffee Warlord as his vision is blurred and he can't make out Qwikshot well enough to grab him. Qwikshot makes it over to the machete and picks it up. Using the only tactic he can think of, Coffee Warlord takes off in the other direction waiting for his vision to clear. Qwikshot sprints after him, machete in hand.
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Coffee Warlord's vision has officially cleared up in time for him to see a machete swinging at his head. Coffee Warlord ducks and sticks his left arm out in sacrifice to slow the blow. The machete does its business on Coffee Warlord's left arm cleaving the skin and breaking the bone. Coffee Warlord's left arm is dangling by a thread of skin, severed two inches below the elbow. Oh, the humanity! Coffee Warlord sinks back into the corner of the stadium and waits for death to come . . . and Qwikshot delivers it in the form of decapitation. Coffee Warlord has exited this world the same way he came in: buck naked.
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! Qwikshot has promoted to Rank 2 and receives 1 prestige point. Four Fingered Flynn collects the $12,000 purse. Qwikshot, barely wounded will be clear to fight again at his own leisure. Flynn trains Qwikshot how to better defend himself from naked male aggressors. |
Next up on the card: JAGus "mAd" MAXimus vs. The Hunter
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JAGus "Mad" MAXimus (Rank 1, Pain Unlimited) vs. The Hunter (Rank 1, The House of Four Fingers)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Rapier, Spiked Club, Longsword, Chainsaw Outside the arena in the paddocks, wealthy nobles look at the two fighters as they are walked back and forth on a platform. People are taking dubious notes on programs as they turn and walk to the betting window. One man wrote down: "JAGus - good form, The Hunter - Brute. Bet The Hunter and pray there is no chainsaw in the ring." JAGus is lead into the ring first and sneers as he spots a piece of good luck for him. A chainsaw. The Hunter, having studied his prey, also spots the chainsaw and knows it will be the main point of contention. The honorary host for this match is: Woody Harrelson. Woody steps up to the mic as the men make their way back to their corners. "Begin!" Both men break for the chainsaw. |
The Hunter trips over his own feet and splays himself at the foot of JAGus. JAGus picks up the chainsaw and gives the starter cord a tug. The sound is music to his ears. JAGus can't believe his luck. A chainsaw in one hand and an opponent layed out at his feet. JAGus revs the chainsaw and drops the blade toward The Hunter's head . . .
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The Hunter quickly rolls out of the way of the chainsaw blade, but is still weaponless. He spots a longsword not too far away and attempts to get to his feet. JAGus, takes a quick mental note to aim for the torso, or put a foot on top of a felled opponent before swinging. After his brief reflection he swings the chainsaw down on The Hunter, but stops the swing mid swing and punches it in toward The Hunter's torso. The Hunter is wise to the attack, regains his feet and heads toward the longsword.
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JAGus swings again at the running brute, but the The Hunter is too swift. The Hunter reaches the longsword and grabs for the handle. In tow, JAGus follows with another swing as The Hunter attempts to bring the sword to a ready position. The Hunter fumbles the sword for a moment and can't get it readied. JAGus can't capitalize as The Hunter's swift moves allow him to dodge. JAGus takes another swing, this time from the side attempting to nullify The Hunter's grace . . .
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And lands a heavy blow in the hunter's side. Ribs crack and blood flows The Hunter grabs for his chest to ease the pain. The smile on JAGus' face is too much for The Hunter to take. He grits his teeth and stabs with the longsword. JAGus wasn't quite expecting a thrust to the stomach and The Hunter lands his first hit. The blade goes in deep and is covered in blood when The Hunter pulls it out.
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Both men fall to one knee clutching at their wounds. JAGus takes a deep breath and throws a wild swing with the chainsaw, barely missing The Hunter's arm. The Hunter returns a blow, but JAGus uses his proficiency with the chainsaw to block the blow. This block leads right into a trained combinatio nfor JAGus and he becomes the aggressor.
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RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT! Three hits in succession. The Hunter manages to partially block the first hit, but the second hit scores a slash his left shouler and the third hit scores a deep cut on his right shoulder breaking the collarbone and loging deep into his body. He drops his sword and the motion of his fall rips the chainsaw out of JAGus' hand. The Hunter lies prone with an idling chainsaw sticking out of his right shoulder. JAGus picks up the longsword with a reverse grip . . .
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! JAGus' plunges the sword deep into The Hunter's heart and slays him. JAGus "mAd" MAXimus has achieved Rank 2 and gained 1 prestige point. Pain Unlimited scores its first win and Torbjorn collects the $12,000 purse. JAGus will be out with an abdominal injury for two weeks and won't be able to fight until 12/21, without penalty. Torbjorn will refine a fighting technique of JAGus' choice (Normal, Defensive, Aggressive, Misdirection) |
Next fight on the card: Jeeberus Dee vs. MC²
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Jeeberus Dee (Rank 1, House Corax) vs. MC² (Rank 1, The House of Four Fingers)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Spear, Chains, Axe, Spiked Club Jeeberus Dee walks out onto the paddocks and all you can hear are guffaws and laughter. "Good luck, wimp!" and other not so pleasant calls can be heard from the gallery. When MC² walks out, oohs and aahs passover the crowd and people head directly for the betting windows. The men are led to the arena and Jeeberus Dee's heart sinks a little when he sees an axe in the ring and no machete. The host takes the microphone and calls out the start, "BEGIN!" Both men race hard at the axe . . . |
Stunningly, Jeeberus gets to the axe first and fast enough (he isn't carrying around all that excess muscle) that he catches MC² by surprise with an opening attack. The axe hisses as it cuts through the air. Luckily, MC² is able to maneuver out of the way and the axe grazes his right thigh. Still in a predicament, MC² reaches for the spiked club which was conveniently placed next to the axe. MC² picks up the spiked club and readies himself in a defensive positon.
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Jeeberus strikes down at an angle with the axe, and grazes the skin of his opponent on his left arm. More superficial damage. Jeeberus seems to be out of nickels and dimes and is trying to penny MC² to death. MC² retaliates with a hard strike to the Jeeberus' left side. MC² crushes Jeeberus' left arm into the side of his body and pins it there with the spikes on the club.
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Jeeberus loses control of the axe and it falls to the ground. Jeeberus coughs up a little blood then drops to his knees, spitting blood as he kneels before MC². The spikes punctured through Jeeberus' arm and into his lungs. MC² leaves the club head stuck in his opponent and bends over to pick up the axe.
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! In moments it is over and Jeeberus' headless corpse collapses to the ground. MC² throws the axe to the ground and exits the arena having barely broken a sweat. MC² is promoted to Rank 2 and receives 1 prestige point. Four Fingered Flynn collects the $12,000 purse and will teach MC² how to better defend himself for his next match. MC² sustained no meaningful injuries and can fight next week. |
Next Figth on the Card: Split Peon the First vs. HellAntic
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Split Peon the First (Rank 1, Bloodhaus) vs. HellAntic (Rank 1, The House of our Fingers)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Spiked Club, Machete, Warhammer, Warhammer Walking to the paddocks, an astute observer will note that Split Peon is in slightly better form than HellAntic. However, the advantage will quickly shift if HellAntic can get his hands on that machete. Both men head to their corners and the host calls for the match to start. "BEGIN!" Both men dart for the machete. |
And Split Peon gets there first. Taking up the weapon, he holds it ready to strike as HellAntic heads for the spiked club. Split Peon swings at the running HellAntic and misses, but forces HellAntic back towards a warhammer by cutting off HellAntic's angle to the spiked club. Split Peon strikes again grazing HellAntic's shoulder. HellAntic makes it over to one of the warhammers.
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Split Peon is going to get another shot in before HellAntic can pick up the warhammer. He swings low and nicks the dodging HellAntic's leg. Another scratch. Both men are winding up for heavy swings. But it is HellAntic who brings the hammer down first. HellAntic's blow falls on Split Peon's left shoulder and disrupts his swing. Split Peon feels his left arm go numb.
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Split Peon rages and swings wildly at HellAntic, but HellAntic is well prepared and turns Split Peon's rage into his own opportunity. Ducking low to avoid Split Peons cut, HellAntic catches Split Peon's foot in the crook of his hammer and pulls. Split Peon goes down hard on his bad arm and winces.
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Split Peon, rolls over and regains his feet. But, HellAntic is waiting with another heavy swing. Another desperate maneuver from Split Peon allows him to duck the hammer, tuck and roll, ending up in a standing postion right behind HellAntic. HellAntic is baffled and spins on his heel, but Split Peon turns with HellAntic to stay on his back and swing the machete.
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He connects, but once again is only able to open a small cut on HellAntics back. HellAntic, quickly spins the other way with the force of his hammer to try to catch Split Peon on the other side. Instead, he trips over his own feet and goes to the ground. Split Peon swings at the prone HellAntic . . .
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But HellAntic is able to block with the shaft of his hammer and roll out of the way. Split Peon throws a shot at HellAntic's exposed legs. Mid-swing he switches his target to HellAntic's arm, but can't connect. But his ploy worked as HellAntic shifted his hammer down to block a shot at his legs. Now his head and torso are exposed! Split Peon attacks aggressively!
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And he lands a mighty blow to HellAntic's chest. The machete carves deep into HellAntic's ribs and lungs. I think he got a fatal shot to the spleen!
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! HellAntic fights through the pain and the choking on his own blood, using the warhammer to support his weight. He bows his head down in submission to Split Peon and allows Split Peon to lineup his shot. Moments later, HellAntic's head rolls to the ground. Split Peon the First is now Rank 2 and has earned 1 prestige point. Demetrius Cavish comes to collect the $12,000 purse. After a physical examination, it is ruled that Split Peon will need 2 weeks of rest to fully heal his smashed shoulder (12/16 next possible fight without penalties). In addition, Demetrius presents Split Peon with a piece of shoulder armor, making light of how it is "better late than never." |
Next Match: The Chief vs. Sinister Vibes
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The Chief (Rank 1, Pain Unlimited) vs. Sinister Vibes (Rank 1, Bloodhaus)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Axe, Claymore, Warhammer, Rapier The main event features The Chief vs. Sinister Vibes. Both men are in superb shape, with neither showing a heavy advantage. There is rumor that Demetrius Cavish has bribed officials into placing an axe in the ring and ensuring that there would be no chainsaw. These, by all means, are rumors and we wouldn't want to spread them. The odds are set straight up on the two opponents. When they enter the ring, a coy smile tells you that Sinister Vibes is happy with the weapon selection. The Chief is unmoved, showing no emotion whatsoever. Woody Harrelson comes back out to start the fight. "BEGIN!" Both men dash toward the axe. |
The Chief gets to the axe and Sinister changes direction to grab the claymore. Now it is The Chief that is grinning as he picks up the axe and pokes the barbed head at his opponent. The strike misses and Sinister reaches the Claymore. Sinister picks up the claymore and readies it to fight. The Chief follows Sinister into the corner cautiously and strikes at an opportune time. The axe opens a good sized cut on Sinister's chest. Sinister winces slightly, but takes the hit.
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The Chief, still with the upper hand, doubles back on his swing and tries to open another chest wound. His strike finds its way through Sinister's defense, but only succeeds in aggravating the first wound slightly. Sinister retaliates with the heavy claymore, and opens a small wound on The Chief's right arm.
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The two opponents just stand face to face and exchange blows. These two fighters don't know much about maneuvering. The Chief swings again, hitting. He finds a hole in Sinister's defense, opening another cut on Sinister's chest. This one big enough to drop Sinister to his knees in pain.
TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! TWO MEN ENTER! ONE MAN LEAVES! Sinister drops the claymore and clutches his chest. The Chief lines up his shot with Sinisters neck and swings. Sinister ducks and avoids the blow! |
This maneuver only succeeds in pissing off The Chief, as he buries buries the axe in Sinister's chest to end the fight. Sinister's Vibes have expired. The Chief points up to Demetrius Cavish's box holding up the axe and yells, "Thanks, Prick!"
The Chief moves to Rank 2 and receives 1 prestige point. Torbjorg picks up the $12,000 purse and offers to train The Chief further in one of the fighting styles: Aggressive, Defensive, Misdirection, and Normal. |
Next Match: Gauis Julius Vincius vs. Fattoe the Smashifier
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Gaius Julius Vincius (Rank 1, Bloodhaus) vs. Fattoe the Smashifier (Rank 1, Pain Unlimited)
Purse: $12,000 Weapons: Rapier, Knife, Rope, Claymore The discussion around the paddocks is whether or not there will be a rapier or two in the fight. Both men look to be in decent form, and both are touted as rapier specialists. The betting windows close at 1:1. Prior to the match, cellmates The Chief and Fattoe exchange some friendly words in the tunnel. The men enter the arena and head to their corners. They both know that the man who gets the rapier wins the fight. The host grabs the microphone . . . "BEGIN!" Both men charge hard at the rapier . . . |
And Fattoe gets there first, but Gaius isn't willing to give the weapon up that easily and grabs at Fattoe's sword arm. Fattoe remains vigilant in his grip on the rapier as the two lock up at close range. Fattoe attempts to free his arm from Gaius' vice-like grip and succeeds in pulling away and opening some distance between the two. In trouble now, Gaius heads for the nearest weapon, which is the knife.
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Gaius covers the ground quickly and gets over to the knife in time to assume a defensive position before Fattoe can attack. Fattoe humors Gaius and playfully stabs at him with the rapier. Gaius parries, as expected.
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Fattoe settles into a fencing stance and gets a little more serious. He slashes low. The knife just doesn't have the range to block and the rapier cuts through Gaius' leg like butter. Gaius crumples under his own weight and goes to the ground. Fattoe stands just out of dagger's reach and begins carving letters into his opponents chest. "I-W-I-N" In moments Gaius will expire due to a severed artery in his leg.
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Making a last ditch effort to save his life, Gaius hurls the knife at Fattoe. The knife heads straight for Fattoe's face . . . at the last moment, Fattoe parries the knife harmlessly to the side. Fattoe, goes over to where the knife was dropped and picks it up. He comes back and begins using it to pick his nails. He pulls up a seat on the center stone and begins whistling as he studies the fingernail dirt that is now on the end of the knife. Silently, Gaius breathes his last breath. Fattoe walks back over to Gaius' dead body and proceeds to cut his middle finger off. With finger in hand, Fattoe strolls over toward Demetrius Cavish's box seat and gives him the finger. Literally.
Fattoe the Smashifier is now Rank 2 and receives 1 prestige point. Torbjorg collects the $12,000 purse and offers help Fattoe refine the fighting style of his choice. Fattoe is uninjured and can fight when he next desires to. |
And thus ends week 2 of fighting. I'll post an updated slave list a little later.
Remember if you would like to join or rejoin. Deadline for getting to Friday's auction block is 10:00 AM CST on Friday. |
*GrumbleGrumbleGrumble*
Slave Name: Little Jeebie Dee Favorite Weapon: Longsword |
Slave Name: Big Bad
Favorite Weapon: Warhammer (still want to see this in action) Stable Preference: Corax |
Just too hilarious, WOOT, bring on the next opponent...
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Great story-telling RH, I love it!
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I'd like to train the normal fighting style, please.
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JAGus "mAd" MAXimus coughs up blood and froths at the mouth. "Victory! Sweet *cough* bloody victory is *cough cough* mine!" he half-gags.
Still running on adrenaline, he runs in a small circle and bellows "RIZARRO! What is pain and suffering to those who have savored a conquest? I have sullied the honor of your stable by defeating the unworthy Hunter. You have demeaned the name of Pain Unlimited by being fortunate in surviving Thickthumbs the Violent Tempered. You are hurt, I am hurt. Let us meet as two wounded veteran warriors and settle this like men among the screaming crowds. Let us settle this blood grudge between our stables Tuesday, the 14th. Consider yOURSELF cHALLENGED!!!1111 I dare you to accept. *spits* (to Torbjorg) "Perhaps you could show me that defensive style you mentioned knowing. This sword through the guts thing probably isn't good for my longterm health." |
Well damn. So be it. I give to you the new soldier of doom.
Slave: Erik Flamebeard (of the Neither Here Nor There!) Favored Weapon: Warhammer Erik shall smash his way to victory. |
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Dammit, it's going to be hard finding a cooler name than Sinister Vibes.
Slave Name: Dr. Fantastic Favorite Weapon: Machete |
Gunther GoBoom want a house!
Gunther want fight! Gunther want lady! Gunther want chicken sandwich and Dr. Pepper. |
Two new weapons were added to the weapon list. The crowbar has replaced the rope as the rope is hardly a weapon. I also added the lead pipe. You can't have much more fun than a good ol' fashion pipe beating.
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That ain't it. Fortunately you'll be able to pick a new one next Tuesday. Love Hurts invites you to a beat down (assuming I get picked on Friday). |
Little Jeebie Dee, Big Bad, Erik Flamebeard (of the neither here nor there!), and Dr. Fantastic have all been added to the auction block for Friday.
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Slave Name: Ca$h Money
Weapon of Choice: Chain |
Restrictions have been taken off of The House of Four Fingers, even though it really doesn't matter anymore. Flynn has won enough money today that he may be making a purchase or two Friday afternoon.
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Since Jeeberus D couldn't even survive one match; I will issue an open challenge to anyone who wants a piece of me.
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Fattoes want to give little man a shot at the title. *SPIT* You can keep the toenail as a hat. MUHAHAHAHAH!! |
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Tucker,
A very dangerous game this is: http://dynamic2.gamespy.com/~fof/for...5&postcount=25 We'll send your family a fruit basket. |
You may wish to check page one. You were choked out of existence by same said GB before those standings were produced. I'm assuming they're only listing live slaves.
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Current Standings:
I decided to throw trained styles into this, so you can get a better idea of who your opponent is. Edit: Oh yeah! And the all important "Wound" boxes which figuratively represent your toughness, but truly represent hit points. ;) |
Slave name: Raven Hawk
Favorite weapon: Machete |
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What? ;)
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Officially requesting a Hall of Heroes (aka Hall of Fodder), so we can keep track of the carnage. :)
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Ca$h Money and Raven Hawk added to the auction block for Friday.
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Not all of you. Let me know if you want your tongue back. |
Pilot stood in his cell, waiting for the next order. In pushed his master.
"Get up slave!" he shouted "Get up you lazy bitch! You're gone, I can't stand you, you lazy piece..." "Your going to Thunderdome Friday, and you better bring top dollar." The huge man stood up, towering above his master, knowing that in an instant he could end the little man's life. He hesitated then bent down and whispered into the mans ear, "I'll live to see you fight for me. And I'll cut off your testicles and present them to your opponent before you die." He was quite serious and unemotional. The little man stared, then knowing he could do nothing, as he wanted good money for the healthy slave, left quietly knowing he had ment it. Name: Pilot the Cruel Weapon: Chains I don't care where I go. |
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Ask and you shall receive: The Hall of Fodder
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Requesting to get in:
Name: Revile the Revolting Weapon: Axe House: Are there too many in Bluthaus (the German way of saying it), or may I join? |
Revile and Pilot added to Friday's auction.
Edit: Incidentally, revrew, you can put down a preference of house, but there is no guarantee that you'll end up there. |
Tuesday's Card:
Incidentally, I'm cutting down to a max of 5 fights per card as the last card took me a little longer to resovle than I'd like. Tuesday fights higher ranks will have priority. Thursday fights, lower ranks will have priority. One slot open: Undercard 4: Open Undercard 3: Little Jeebie Dee (Rank 1, Malice Unchained) vs. Flatulon (Rank 1, Pain Unlimited) Undercard 2($18,000): Kingfc22 (Rank 1, Bloodhaus) vs. Fattoe the Smashifier (Rank 2, Pain Unlimited) Undercard 1($25,000): JAGus "The Half Dead" (Rank 2, Pain Unlimited) vs. Rizarro "The Half Alive" (Rank 2, The House of Four Fingers) Main Event ($25,000): Godzillius Blitz (Rank 2, Bloodhaus) vs. Calaleus (Rank 2, House Corax) |
Any chance you could post a "fighter by house" list?
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Well it appears that overall rankings would look something like this:
1:Pain Unlimited, based on quality and quantity. Followed by 2:The House of Four Fingers, good quality, need more bodies. 3:Bloodhaus 4:House of Corax, rough start for the former slave. |
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This is an awesome dynasty. :) |
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Pain Unlimited, is low on cash, but high on capital. Bloodhaus is high on cash, but low on capital. The other two are in between. |
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I would honor Sinister Vibes' death, but he barely tested me, not surprisingly. It will not be long before I own this slave ring. I will take Misdirection, as it seems fleet of foot I am not, so best to convince my opponent I am elsewhere when he swings his weapon. CR |
Rule 10 has been added regarding length of season and off-season training. Still a little ambiguous, but hopefully as things go forward, I'll get a better idea of what I want to do with it.
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Why Fattoe not get prestige?
I'll trade a toenail for some! |
Slave Name: Mucius "The Lefty" Scaevola
Weapon of Choice: Spear House of Choice: Bloodhaus And not knowing what the challenge status of people are, Mucius would like to challenge Froggius in the arena. |
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Whoops sorry. Seems I missed Fattoe and Split Peon. I'll update those now. |
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