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indeed.
Dust To Dust (Open!!)
Are the weapons they always carry around allowed in the ring then?
If they don't look too powerful. If it's a sword or pistol, it's allowed. If it glows, has engravings on it, or just looks important, it will be taken and replaced with something more equal. Once the matches are over, all weapons will be taken and only given back in the next match the next day.
I like it.
Once SweetBlackErisTea gets their template up, we can start and anyone else can just join in.
I’ll be back. Imma eat some food.
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Username: Dragoncita
Name: Yaguzul
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Anubite
Powers/Abilities: As an anubite, he is able to control the sand, creating powerful sandstorms and even seemingly disappearing or becoming the sand
He has a little control over shadows and darkness, such as shadow teleport, however the shadow teleport only works when there are shadows present
Weapons: Yaguzul wields a pair of Khopesh, he keeps these by his side at all times. However, he is also proficient using spears, axes, or maces
Crimes: Theft and murder
Bio/History: Yaguzul has lived a cutthroat life since day one. Being part of a group of thieves, it was bound to happen. His particular 'family' were all anubites who made a living stealing and killing in order to survive. For them, it was 'Survival of the Fittest'.
As time passed, Yaguzul climbed his way to the top and soon became leader of his 'family'. He was strong, intelligent, and downright vicious. The anubite knew how to trick and then kill whoever was in his way. Yaguzul was the one to make their family grow, but course this came to an end.
Yaguzul and his 'family' were finally stopped and captured. Their days of crime and murder had finally been put to a stop. Now, Yaguzul is the only one left of his 'family', and vows that one day, he will be free, and when that day comes, those who captured him…better watch their backs…
Appearance: https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/006/171/009/large/jerx-marantz-anubis-hex.jpg?1496543568
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(You can just call me Eris :D)
Username: SweetBlackErisTea
Name: Zane Ptolemy
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Aes (humaniod race from the wild forests of the mountains)
Powers/Abilities: Aes are extremely skilled acrobats and fighters. They are able to manipulate the nature elements ie: plants and earth along with a deep connection to the animal kingdom. Some Aes even obtaining the ability to shapeshift into animals. But Zane just has strong nature manipulation.
Weapons: Two long thin katana like swords
Reason for entering Arena: Kind of a thrill seeker, Zane thought it would be more fun to die in battle than to die in a cell.
Crime committed: Confessed to regicide, but no one knows for sure if he actually did it or even how he did it.
Bio/History: Raised as the youngest in a large royal family, Zane was told he'd have to do something amazing to rise above his powerful siblings. So he did. With his unshakable power, he committed the worst crime his people had ever seen. Now his name will never be forgotten.
Personality: Zane can be incredibly arrogant and harsh. He's not a people person in the slightest but is an incessant flirt. He's quick to anger and will take on any challenge that will get his blood pumping. He's an adrenaline junkie that loves a good fight. The self doubt that filled his as a child still makes him wild and insane enough to be a gladiator for the people. The way they chant his name makes him fill with the pride that he is indeed better than anyone else in his family.
Appearance: Tall, tanned, and built like a warrior. Zane has dark gold eyes and a shock of deep green curls. He's covered in scars that he is very proud of.
I’m scared.
I had some chicken and rice. And the last of a triple chocolate cheesecake!
And the last piece of a walnut/chocolate/booze pie! #sOeDgy
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scared?
Tough opponents.
I’m gonna die.
I’m bringing more peeps to this party!
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lel
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Go big or go home my friend. :P You invited meeeeee. What did you expect??
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I need to make my form… But I don't wanna, but I dooooooooooooooooooooooo
Lol, your character is big enough.
Name: Karoc
Sex: Male
Age: 16
Height: 5,8
Weight: 140 lb
Looks: Dark hair, dark eyes.
Other: Wears a dark hooded cloak. (Regular, not Sith.)
Notes: He is friendly to most who don’t get in his way.
Crime: Murder
Go big or go home my friend. :P You invited meeeeee. What did you expect??
Quality of course.
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Hm…
Returns to lurking
Name: Kirisano Adiachi
Sex: Male
Age: 19
Height: 6,1
Weight: 175 lb
Looks: Black hair, chocolate colored eyes.
Other: Looks like he’s Japanese.
Notes: He goes from friendly to vengeful and brooding. His weapon is a nodachi.
Crime: Conspiring against the government.
(Now we have four males and one female. Males definitely exist, lol. If needed I can make another character, but I think we're ready to start.)
The huge cage rattled as it ascended. Dash tried not to look down at the ground miles below. I wish it wasn't so damn hot here. He tapped his fingers nervously, but his pointer missed the floor when the cage shook again, this time harder. In a corner, an older centaur woman started to cry.
(I can bring in another girl if you want.)
(Also, are we all in the same thing?)
(No, yes)
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If I end up making a character, it'll be a gal.//
Alene crouched in the least crowded spot in the car, trying to be invisible. She wished she could talk to someone, make an acquaintance. Maybe a friend. But she knew that this was hardly the place.
Karoc glanced around at all the prisoners around him. If only I hadn’t… But no. He was going to need all he could get if he planned on surviving… You wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t done it. He forced the thought away uncomfortably.
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Red eyes glowed in the darkness of the cage, long ears swiveling forward. He was nearly invisible in the dark. The only thing giving him away was those blood red eyes. The creature's lips twitched, showing sharp fangs, a low growl coming from his throat. The place was ripe with unpleasant scents, but one seemed to overpower the rest, the scent of fear.
"Such sad excuses…theirrr fearrr is nothing but fuel forrr the strrrong," a growl came from the creature's throat.
He paused, lifting a hand, examining sharp claws, "I will enjoy spilling such weak blood."
A dark chuckle came from him as the thoughts of ripping apart challengers came to him. It wasn't the first time he had been thrown in the Arenas, nor would it be the last. The creature knew, he knew nearly everything there was to know. Well, it was to be expected when one had survived so long. Even his captors had now clue of his actual age.
The creature had come into the world fighting just to survive. Ever since he was born, he had known nothing but thievery and murder. It all came down to that primal nature and instinct; the will to survive.
His red eyes shifted, once again looking around the area. These were all potential challengers, each one was potential prey. One of his ears remained forward, the other swiveling back, listening intently to the world around him. He continued to seemingly growl under his breath. The creature was already calculating, thinking, observing. It was always best to get an edge on an opponent, before they could get the jump on you first.
Dashilan swallowed hard. Don't let me be sick here, he thought miserably, although there were already several piles in the cage. He tried to stand, but the fell face first again when the cage finally docked. He wouldn't have been able to straighten anyway, the cage was too small.
A masked figure unlocked the door and quickly stepped back, revealing a small tunnel. He coughed out something in another language. The criminals surged forward, and Dash was forced to move with them.