GTB II. Imported from live Gaia guild archive.
Tue Jun 10, 2008 1:05 pm · id 154344405 · page 1
Winter Arena
Description: As one walks in, they will see that the arena is now a lot smaller than the previous one, seeming to be starting some type of pattern. Now, the fighting area is only 100 yards in diameter, the ground covered in two inches of snow over soiled ground underneath, and the temperatures being a cold 20 degrees Fahrenheit, despite the ceiling being open with the sun shining down. However, there is no sign of a designated platform, meaning the entire area is pretty much game. 25 yards from the stands each are 10 feet blocks of ice, designated at each corner of the arena, blocky with no definite shape, yet can be stood upon with the right footing. The blocks are so thick, however, that breaking them is not something of ease, or melting them. In the middle, with a diameter of 30 yards is a sitting pool of water iced over with a nice firm sheet of ice, the water underneath being 10 feet deep. However, if it takes too much stress, the ice can easily break.
Ten Count Boundary: The ten count starts as soon as someone goes over the twenty foot wall into the stands, or into the pool of water. If a person is already in a counted area and the other fighter enters in, the count is reset. If a person is being forced to stay in a counted area against their own will, for example, by being binded by an indirect attack (such as vines, tendrils, etc.), then the count stops. However, the count continues if a person is using their own body to keep the other fighter down AND have no part of their body inside the fighting zone (as well as being at least five yards away from the fighting zone). In this case, the count is being counted against both members.
Tue Jun 10, 2008 4:34 pm · id 154364735 · page 1
Terren walked onto the feild. A shiver ran down her body do to the cold. It only took her seconds to get use to it. Her normal attire, shorts and a takned top in black, appeared on her body. Her bare feet slapped gently on the ice as she walked to the center of the icey field. She sighed and took a seat, levitating on the air so her ass didn't touch the ground. She would have fun here.
Thu Jun 12, 2008 12:21 am · id 154498053 · page 1
**Syre pumped a fist to the crowd as he walked out onto the icy arena. Some cheered some booed. After his last match Syre had gained some notice. Nice to have.
Syre noticed instantly that the whether was cold. No problem Syre heated up his own body and was no longer bothered by it, plus where he set his feet the snow melted giving him better footing. However there was a down side to that, the pool of water in the middle of the arena covered by a thin sheet of ice. That could be a problem if stepped on.
Syre saw his opponent waiting for him and drew his sword and dagger as he walked. No more fist fighting. He had had enough of that last round time to get down to business.
Something occurred to Syre just then, his opponent was female. Wonderful it was always interesting fighting them and a bit more fun for that reason. Syre stopped a few feet before the ice in the middle of the ring with his red hot sword and dagger in his right and left hands respectively. "Heaven or hell baby, lets rock!" Syre would shout as he slid into a stance right foot forward right hand with sword out, dagger in chest height.**
Thu Jun 12, 2008 6:06 pm · id 154557232 · page 1
Terren turned as her opponent walked out. "A bit cocky with that fist pumping babe." While waiting, she had lit up a ciggerette. She tossed it into the sky where it burst to flames and heated the audience briefly before the flames fell away. She noted the snow melting beneath his feet and laughed. "Don't ya know, babe, that whats beneath the snow, is ice. Have fun freezing your ass off. Your not going to be able to through as powerful attacks spiritually and magically unless you allow yourself to warm up the natrual way." Terren stood where she was. Her feet touching the bare ice and snow. Nothing around her melted and Terren liked that. Her vampiric blood kept her warm, as her body was usually cold as death anyways. She flipped backwards and stood on the center of the ring where the thin sheet of ice was. Her understanding was that if she went into the water, it would be ten seconds until ring out. She would await her opponents first move.
Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:18 pm · id 154581846 · page 1
**Syre politely smiled to the girl and her comments. "Not over," Syre tapped the soil under his foot with the toe of his boot. "here its not ice. As for heating up the natural way, this is natural for me," Syre raised an eyebrow for the last word, "babe."
Syre took a quick shuffle forward, still on land, and quickly sent his sword arm down. The heated sword connected squarely with the ice, making a large hole on impact and sending a shattering crack threw the thin ice, right at his opponent. The ice would have broken on its own but with the girls added 100 or more so pounds it would break much quicker and she would likely fall into the negative thirty some odd degrees water. Syre didn't think the cold would harm her really but it didn't matter how supernatural you were that much cold is bound to at least slow you down a bit.
After his blade hit Syre would slid back a bit from the edge and move back into stance whether his opponent fell in or not. Charge-1**
Fri Jun 13, 2008 2:17 pm · id 154626923 · page 1
She watched his movements. "Predictable." She said. As his sword came down she began heating her body. When she dunked into the cold water she shivered once before pulling herself out of the cold water. She dried herself off through the heat coursing through her body. She allowed the heat to disperse, waiting to call it again if needed. She stood on the edge of the pool still, her back to it. Again, she would await the attack. She decided she would be defensive this time instead of offensive. Her left hand slid to the katana on her waist and her right hand slid behind her back and rested on the small of it. "You know, I like water." She said, chuckleing. Just then a strong, cold breeze shot through the air, making the temperature drop another 10 degrees.
Fri Jun 13, 2008 3:38 pm · id 154633477 · page 1
**Syre noticed the change but was still not bothered by it. The heat from his body radiated out and heated the air directly around him as well giving him a nice warm pocket of air.
Syre learned something from that small bit of time though. His opponent was a bit of an elementalist at least good with cold and heat likely fire water and ice. Who knew what else she could do, he also knew she was a vampire. He didn't exactly know what that did for her but it did mean she was not human. No human limitations most likely just like him. He caught himself wondering her age but gave himself a mental slap. This was a fight not a date, sheesh. Syre thought he would play a bit of a mind game. Nothing to it really but fun none the less. "Predictable, maybe, but I have learned many things about my opponent. She is not effected by cold in the same manor most would be, probably the same for heat, she is a vampire, and she is a bit of an elementalist. On the other hand what do you know about me, what do you know of who or what I am or can do? As far as you know, I can make my sword glow and that's it, as far as you know."
Most likely she could tell that heat was what made the sword glow red but who knew maybe she didn't. Other then that there was very little that could be told about the the man in the red cloak a few feet away from her. Other then that he was charming and attractive of course.
His little speech took all of about eight seconds all the while he was waiting for his cue to attack. Time was good for him. Tick tock, tick tock. Charge-2**
Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:48 pm · id 154649457 · page 1
She chuckled. "Ah, everything you said about me is correct." Her smile stuck upon her lips. "As for the answer to the age, I'm well over 200 kid." She said, revealing at last her mental abilities. "As for what I know about you. Lets see, you're very curious in nature, it's easy to see that you are, yourself, a bit of an elementalist, judging on the heat radiating off of you. As well, your also waiting to see how I fight." She bowed her head respectfully. "Although you won't find out, until you attack." The next gust of wind took the temperature down another 5 degrees.
Wind - 0 Fire - 10 Earth - 5 (charges)
Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:53 pm · id 154649871 · page 1
"What the hell is this?"
A couple murmurs shot up from the crowd. They had come to see a fight. What they were getting now was...a debate?
"BOOOOOOO!"
Someone threw a tomato.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Fri Jun 13, 2008 10:05 pm · id 154667124 · page 1
**"Heh you might be able to tell what I'm thinking but apparently you cant tell age. Over two hundred you say, well I'm not so cruel as to call you a child but if it pleases you, you can call me old man. As you said however, I wont find anything else about you until I fight. So, dance with me?" Syre said with a quick bow.
Syre was no human though he could have been mistaken for one. He was well over one thousand years of age himself. This girl was a bit cocky, but Syre sort of thought it was fun. It gave her an edge.
And with that Syre began. He slammed his sword down into the earth and as he yanked his sword up a few chucks of ruble and iced over ground came with it. He then spun hitting most of the bits of earth with the broad side of his sword like a bat. The pieces of earth raced towards his opponent with a fair amount of speed. Syre ran after them gaining on them preparing himself for his next attack. What that would be would depend on how the girl reacted to the flying earth. There were a few solid chucks of iced over ground in there, those would serve as projectiles with potential to cut or bruise the rest would just be distractions. All that was left of this turn was to see how she reacted.
Mean while a tomato landed a few feet from the pair who ever threw it sure was a weakling.
Charge-3**
Sat Jun 14, 2008 10:58 am · id 154696554 · page 1
Terren, grateful for th earth, held her hand up and stopped the projectiles. Her deffinsive acts didn't take anything, but what she was planning would require all of her charges at top. She jumped up and over the man, pulling a few flips in the air. She turned to face him when she landed, and again, awaited his attack.
Wind - 5 Fire - 20 Earth - 10
((Fire goes up more easily because its her main element))
Sat Jun 14, 2008 2:21 pm · id 154711927 · page 1
**Hmph his opponent spent her move simply moving not trying to even take a piece. Well his move now. Syre saw his opponent jump and knew where she was headed as soon as she went up and towards him. So she would land behind him. As she was in the air Syre took the necessary steps backwards, stuck his sword up in an attempt to stab her as she was flipping, and swung his dagger out. It should happen that the blade would come across her stomach as she landed. If the first attack didn't get her the second attack was very likely to. The attack would be incredibly hard to dodge seeing as she still had to land and wouldn't have time to really move anywhere else. Unless she wanted to fall on the ground, which would probably be a very bad idea as it would be hard to get up quickly in the snow. Should she choose to fall Syre would have a follow up attack ready. If not then he would wait for his next move patently.
Charge-4**
Sat Jun 14, 2008 3:20 pm · id 154716301 · page 1
Watching, or more like feeling his moves, she knew what she had to do. She unsheathed her katana quickly during the third flip. As his sword cam up, hers came down to protect herself. She got a minor scratch on her arm as she landed quickly. Her feet slipped from her, moving her into a crouched possition as she caught herself. She straighted herself up quickly. As she did so, she prepared her first attack. She took a deep inhale and blew out. Fire errupted from her mouth, much like a dragon. She moved her hands in a constant flowing motion, pulling frozen earth from the ground. The wind picked up and shot the fire shooting towards him and the frozen earth, with her pushing motion from her final hand movement went flying towards him at a nice, even 90 miles an hour. Quickly after sending off her attack she pulled her katana up and held it across her torso, awaiting him.
All - 0
Sat Jun 14, 2008 4:14 pm · id 154720357 · page 1
**Finally an attack. But the girl had left her queen open. Of course the girl couldn't have known it but Syre's skin could never burn. His cells acted differently then most, instead of being burnt by fire they turned the energy of the heat into energy for themselves. Heat increased Syres ability to regenerate, his muscles to move quickly, and even for his brain to process faster. Syre would take advantage of his opponents blunder and strike. This next attack would most likely end the match. Syres eye's focused and his heart raced as a thin smile spread across his face. Fire sprang from the girls mouth and Syre pivoted. Fire and earth raced towards him and Syre toward it. The snow and ice on the earth melted in the fire turning it to mainly mud as Syre raced forward he found himself constantly berated by mud balls. A few shards of ice actually managed to make it to him however one cutting his cheek below his eye and another his left bicep just below the shoulder. Shallow wounds both. But he trudged on and before the fire had even ended Syre had made it to his needed place. His opponent was now quite inside his reach threw the fire. Syre shoved his right hand holding the sword forward in a lunge at his opponents stomach. All his opponent would see was a blade red hot much the same color as the flame coming at her faster then movement made possible out of the flames inches from her body. Syre would still be hidden in the flames his heat and presence invisible to her senses because of her own attack. The sword should make its mark and impale the girl and with it Syre his mark in this tournament.
Charge-5**
Sat Jun 14, 2008 4:32 pm · id 154721737 · page 1
What Syre didn't realize was that her senses were still open do to his brain waves. It was true that her eyes and much of her physical senses couldn't feel or see him and what not. That didn't stop her from moving her katan slightly downwards in a blocking motion. As she blocked it, she jumped back and returned her katana to the possition it was previously in. She just gracefully shook her head. "Mind ravaging isn't it." She said as she continued to jump back. She stood again over the pool of water. Though she wasn't touching land, she could still be knocked off balance as if she were. She again awaited another attack from her opponent. She learned her lesson about the fire, and wouldn't use it again until the time was right. From her pocket she took a small seed out and tossed to an area of non-frozen earth. The seed buried itself with in it and began to sprout.
Wind - 5 Earth -10
Due to her not useing fire anymore, it allowed Terren to build her other elements up quicker.
Sun Jun 15, 2008 2:22 am · id 154763902 · page 2
**Hmm apparently this girl could read his attacks through his mind. Syre didn't so much think as just move but apparently this girl could even see into his subconscious. Quite a pain. After his attack had missed the girl jumped back and threw a seed onto the ground where it quickly began to sprout. Hmm probably some earth power of hers. Syre probably didn't want that seed to grow into its full form so as they do say, nip it in the bud. Syre promptly walked over to where the sprout lay and shoved his sword trough it while watching his opponent. Once how ever was probably not good enough Syre proceeded to stab the ground a multitude of times severing roots and stem and all together utterly destroying the plant. All while watching his opponent. Now she was standing above the pool of water without touching anything, seeing as the ice had been destroyed. Maybe she was telepathic and telecanetic. Those two powers together were quite rare. How did she even come about being a physic elementalist anyhow. Not to mention a swordswoman. This girl was rather impressive.
Syre's smile had dissipated he was more focused now that the girl had proved she could at least be some trouble. Hopeful Syre could end this match rather quickly.
Charge-6**
Sun Jun 15, 2008 9:51 pm · id 154838825 · page 2
Terren just chuckled as the roots and stem began to reform. "Not that easily killed." She said. As the plant, after being planted, became her life force in a manner of speaking. If it was destroyed comepletely, she may very well end up pushing herself to death. The seed, and once it was a plabt, kept her from losing her cool to head straight into a kust for death, whether be her's or her opponent's. While he proceeded to stab the plant, she picked a huge chunk of frozen earth and threw it at the man at the same speed as her last attack. Although, to answer the man's unsaid question, she had kept to herself and learned many things in her two hundred years of life.
Sun Jun 15, 2008 10:13 pm · id 154840624 · page 2
**The chunk of ice was rather pointless really because as the plant regrew after Syre stabbed it he knew it would take a bit more then that to take out. He would leave it be for now and take a step back. The ice chunk missed him by a bit and Syre turned to look at the girl over the water. It was obvious that he couldn't attack her directly there, at least not slashing and hacking but there where other methods of combat.
Syre figured he should test how this whole floating thing worked, and why not throw in an attack at the same time. Syre ran towards his opponent and upon reaching the edge of the pool he jumped. He aimed to jump past her on her left side and land neatly on the other side of the pool. His left had would slash under the girl accomplishing two things, if anything was under her it was sure to be struck and it made it so she couldn't avoid his second attack by moving down. At the same time as his left hand was crossing under her, from the same side he would sweep his right hand, and the blade it held at her, aiming for her middle.
If everything went well the girl would be cut and Syre would land smoothly. If not, well there were a lot of if nots.
Charge-7**
Mon Jun 16, 2008 12:23 pm · id 154878541 · page 2
Obviously, there was nothing under although it did knock her a bit off balance, as her floating in the air was just as if she were standing on the ground. Knocking her off balance helped her avoid the slash to her middle. The blade, though, did lick the back of her calf, but it was deep. She rolled from the air and landed on the ground on her back. She quickly stood up, licked her hand, and touched her calf on her cut, burning the wound closed. Again, she just stood there, waiting.
Wind - 15 Earth - 15
Mon Jun 16, 2008 2:50 pm · id 154892635 · page 2
**Oh, so she really could simply float. Well that indeed was interesting. The real problem was she just stood there most likely saving up her power for some large attack. The good part about this was Syre had managed to hit the girl twice. The first hit was only a scratch but the second time his blade bit in deep. into her calf not to mention. Even though the wound had been sealed off ((Syre's blade is so hot itself it cauterizes wounds like that for you. So it was sealed off as he cut it. Some deeper wounds it wont do that for however.)) it would make her slower as the muscles would still have been damaged, and it would still hurt every time she moved her leg. Though like most experienced fighters she could probably push the pain aside, the damage was still done and her body wouldn't ignore that.
The girl landed on her back a little bit away from Syre and he would not give her a chance to rest. As she was busy getting getting up Syre took a step in her direction and swung his long sword's broad side at her head as she was in the process of standing aiming to hit the side of her head, mainly her temple, with the side of his sword. He did not particularly want to kill his opponent but he did want to win. If the blow landed, it had quite a bit of force to it. Definitely enough to knock a person out and maybe send them backwards a good couple feet. The way the sword was angled though it wouldn't do any major damage to her skull though she might suffer a mild concussion.
Charge-8**
Mon Jun 16, 2008 9:51 pm · id 154935671 · page 2
Just as she stood up, she saw the blade coming. Her eyes darted around the arena as her hand shoved the katana up and her head moved away from the impact. Again, the blade did nothing but the force of the blow and block together did sprain, and possiblely break her wrist. She sheathed her katana and smirked. Time for it, what ever it was. Never having done this at full capacity, she had no idea how it would end up. The seed she had planted was full and ready to go. She jumped back and far away from her opponent. Though her next attack would drain her, she would have enough strength to complete the after affects. Her eyes darted to the plant, her unhurt hand shot out qiuckly. A lick of fire intwined in her hands before shooting and reaching the plant. The plannt then grew a bit more into a rose, before it opened. After it was opened, thorns began shooting out and instead of fire companying the throns, it was chunks of earth, spit up by the rose itself. The thorns, when or if they hit, would paralyze her opponent. Since it was in an enclosed area, it would more then likely hit. After she sent her finishing attack off, her opponent would be sluggish in their movement, allowing her more time to actually follow through and almost surely catch her opponent some way or another.
Tue Jun 17, 2008 7:24 pm · id 155017029 · page 2
**It seemed though his attack was blocked it was still rather effective. Syre thought it may have damaged the girls hand or wrist as she stopped using that hand after he hit. What was more interesting however was what she used her left hand for. She seemed to somehow signal the plant and as it began to open, Syre saw what was coming. Syre had already started running as the plant spit out its spines and earth. The spikes and thorns and bits a earth darted past Syre luckily he was fast. The seer number of the attacks coming at his however were almost to many. One lodged into his boot but Syre managed to keep running and deflect a earthen missile along with another thorn headed for his chest. The Syre slid like a baseball player sliding in to home plate. His slid took him behind one of the large chunks of ice in the corner. Syre thanked whoever put it here silently. Syre quickly checked the thorn in his boot and thankfully it didn't touch his skin. It never made it past the boot. Syre flicked it out with his left hand dagger as thorns and chunks of earth berated his hiding spot slowly wearing down the ice. Syre acted quickly though.
Threw out there whole match Syre had been silently praying to his father, and now it was time for his own seeds to bear their fruit. Syre focused on the plants location and from beneath the plant shot out a large pillar of blindingly white flames. The flames were incredibly hot, hot enough to easily burn a normal plant, hot enough to in fact incinerate most things on contact. Hopefully this plant was not fire proof, which was highly likely. The flames would reach there pinnacle height of ten feet and there full width of about a five foot radius in a matter or two seconds. And as fast as the flames came in four seconds they would be gone.
But Syre was not so cocky as to put all his chips in on one card. He had a back up plan. As soon as the flames started he burst from his hiding spot and raced as fast as he could to the ice block down from him and much closer to the plant. There was little chance the plant would be able to shoot through the heat of that fire and it would only take Syre about five seconds at full speed to reach the next block. No way he would get caught.
Charge-4**
Tue Jun 17, 2008 9:00 pm · id 155027820 · page 2
Terren stood comepletely still during this. When the flames hit her plant, her eyes became the same color as the flames surrounding it. She actually screamed in agony for those few short seconds. When the flames calmed and disperesed she sighed in relief. Her plant was gone. When she regained control, how ever, she would have to strengthen it. When the flames were gone, her eyes momentarily returned to their natural color before quickly sliding on to a deep, rose and blood red looking color. She took a deep breath before she unsheathed her katana. In her state now, she wouldn't even realize the pain in her wrist, although useing it would cause more damage. A lound, demonic roar escaped her lips as she looked at the ice block that her opponent hid behind. She awaited, silently now, his attack.
Tue Jun 17, 2008 9:58 pm · id 155033619 · page 2
**By the sounds of his opponent his attack had worked. Success, now he could face his opponent in earnest. Syre emerged from behind his ice block glad that the demonic barb spitting thing was gone. That and he was still yet more impressed by his opponent. She still had enough fuel to keep going even after she had unleashed that beast of a plant on him. This girl was loaded up with energy. Syre could only pull his hat trick by himself because it was not actually him supplying the energy for the attack. Oh well time to get it on he supposed. Syre stepped out the side of his ice block just enough so that his right side was visible. He was cautious now as the bellow his opponent had made did not sound normal. It was likely she had changed forms as many of his opponents had before. Upon stepping out from behind his block 'o ice the only noticeable change he saw in his opponent was her eyes. He would no more play the attacker however, if she still wanted to continue she would come this way. So there he stood waiting on his opponent sword up and at the ready. He wondered how long she could maintain this new change whatever it was.
Charge-5**