OOC sorry for slow responses, been checking out new Borderlands game "The pleasure is all mine," the man gingerly took the hand and shook it awkwardly, apparently not used to this type of contact with other (in)humans. "Tiger? Sadly, I've never seen that animal in my life, but I heard its spirit is strong, independent. Already, I can feel you were named aptly," Black Fang smiled as he continued, more relax this time. "Yes, this entire thing is just a charade, made to test our willpower. Look how others act, blindly following a path set before them. If they use their skills merely for destruction, what does that say about ways of their souls?" "If so, then we shall show our instructor that we are more than just mindless automatons, hellbent on causing mayhem, even if it was only self-defense. Tell me, can you find a way out of this place. I'm afraid my abilities are ill-suited for the problem at hand, this artificial place prevents me from communing with the spirits and finding the solution."
The sentinel jumped from side to side to get to the botom without falling and then offerd dreadlord a hand shake "well it took you a while to botice that" as he spoke he laughed "though this is the most fun ive had since i was fused to this armor"
OOC: I'm back at school anyway, so posts in 3 hrs. "Thanks for the compliment, Fang, but I'm not named for the cat. Like your theory though. I'm not properly qualified to break the proverbial Walls of Jericho, though. You got any ideas, glowing person?"
<Bloodtooth (Hemi)> Bloodtooth laughed in a hideously maniacal double voice as he sidestepped the attack, his tail whipping up and around to strike Artium across the face. The laughter sprayed blood every where, including on to Artium. The predator's senses took in the prey as he dodged the attack, taking note of not just his opponent, but the fights going on around them...and the interesting development in the battle royale...they didn't appear to be fighting at all!
As the tail whipped up to strike his face, he at the same time send a strike into a keypoint on it, and though he still got a painfull whack to the face, but not anything he couldent get over, since it had lost some momentum since it went limb. This time instead of attacking, he stood back in a defencive position, readying himself to strike the beast that called itself bloodtooth.
Dread smiled at the Sentinel but retained a small ball of anti-gravity in his oppostite hand as he took the hand of the giant hulk happily. keeping an eye for any sudden movements he mentioned "I think we shall complement eachtothers tactics in the field should we ever meet outside this place" he said with a smile of his yes due to his face being hidden by the mask.
Arena 1 - Ongoing: Bloodtooth / @MetalDog4 versus Artium / @Grall_Stonefist Arena 2 - Not even started yet (great 2 AFKs already? XD): Nextrica / @Angles versus Thianna / @Bjorn_Gornikson Arena 3 (Over(?)): Dreadlord / @NightxHaunter versus The Lone Sentinel / @lord-watchman Arena 4 (Over): Tiger / @Casavay versus Black Fang / @Colapse versus Electric Fox / @Vulpas The Instructor simply watched the various heroes. "Considering our friends in Arena 4 are not fighting, let me clarify this once again. You have to fight one another until only one man or woman is standing. You should not kill, only make your opponent unconscious. If you are not going to fight, then it will be a matter of survival. Until one suffocates, until one starves or dies from lack of fluids. But I assure you. At the end, only one of you in each arena will remain to graduate."
<Bloodtooth (Hemi)> Bloodtooth roared and charged for its opponent, angry that its tail was now semi-useless, and swung for Artium with both arms with lightning speed, but anticipating the jabs that would seek to paralyze his arms, he would allow them to be paralyzed in order to latch onto his target's shoulder with his mouth and slam him into the wall. OOC: If you try to jab his arms, that is what happens, if you don't he will do something else. He is not slow, nor stupid, so I am telling you what he anticipates you doing and his planned reaction to it.
Black Fang smiled as he sat down on the ground and closed his eyes. "Then this is a simple contest of wills, as I figured out it'll be. If a graduate is chosen simply by strength of arms, then this is no place of prosperity. But fear has no sway over us, for we are better than this." With that said, the man began meditating, relaxing and channeling his energy all around the place, seeking to commune with whatever spirits might be roaming across this desolate area and beyond, not interested in any physical confrontation.
