Tue Feb 07, 2017 3:39 am · id 1 · page 1
All You Need Is Derp (Lola) versus LeeRoy Brightmane (Ratana Su)
Gaia Combat League Match
BLOODY TRENCHES
One one of Gaia's many forgotten battlefields, two armies carved out their campaigns into the earth beneath their feet and laid waste to one another. The conflict and those who forgot it have faded into the mists of Gaia's history, but the scars remain: long, deep gouges dug into the earth, and stretches of flattened, gray wastes.
Terrain
General: The fighting area is a long stretch of trench, approximately 100' from end to end. The trench itself is eight feet deep and approximately 12 feet across from inner wall to inner wall. The walls are bare, hard-packed dirt, and the floor is made up of wooden slats. There is a 1-meter deep, ramped alcove every three meters, once used by sharp-shooters to catch scouts across No Man's Land, which participants can use to get out of the trench more easily.
Weapons: Weapons are common in the trenches. Rusted entrenching tools, bayonets, and empty rifles and pistols can be found half-buried in the muddied floor.
Bonus Features: The Ring-Out Count has been double from TEN to TWENTY in order to allow fighters to leave and enter the trench for repositioning purposes.
(Open to spectators.)
Wed Mar 01, 2017 10:12 pm · id 2 · page 1
Dropping feetfirst into the pit of guns and skeletal remains, Ratana inspected himself thoroughly. With some degree of thoughtfulness, somehow he felt as though something were off. As though somewhere at a different time, he had somehow been harmed. This confusing thought was shortly swallowed by howling near his ear, more phantoms than usual here. They were roused by the prevalence of death and destruction that had previously been in this locale.
Ratana sighed heavily, even as a brutalist king he was not one to disrespect the battlegrounds that he himself had never set foot. That ash of his was disrespectful of the dead, and he was not happy with how much of a mess he'd be making here shortly.
Who would be his foe? Some slimeball creature with ugly face? Some strange entity a far stretch from his view of a person? Some floating horror? Who knows, something was sure to arive shortly. This tournament was confusing and frustrating, and he was glad to be rid of it soon.
"Come out!" He said, glaring down the pathways of wood and dirt, steel and bone. "I will make your defeat swift." His grating voice echoed along the silent hills and causeways of the trenches, the silence was disgusting. Ratana hoped that whatever he was to meet would not be as disgusting.