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Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Tue Jul 27, 2004 4:26 pm

[QUOTE=FireLighter]No magic in ring sorry...[/QUOTE]

Why not? I want three GOOD reasons

FireLighter · Post by **FireLighter** » Tue Jul 27, 2004 6:42 pm

1. Rules

2. Ill fishslap you.

3. see 2.

Aegis · Post by **Aegis** » Tue Jul 27, 2004 11:07 pm

[QUOTE=FireLighter]1. Rules

2. Ill fishslap you.

3. see 2.

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Oooohhh.... We have another fish slapper in the house...

Xandax · Post by **Xandax** » Tue Jul 27, 2004 11:29 pm

[QUOTE=Aegis]Oooohhh.... We have another fish slapper in the house...

[/QUOTE]

Bad influence from you I'd think

Vicsun · Post by **Vicsun** » Wed Jul 28, 2004 12:59 am

Major Confusion

I thought you were only meant to post a strategy of the fight before the cyclops declared the winner

And I'm still confused as to how mr. Morningblade managed to cast harm and sanctuary even though he didn't memorize them earlier

JesterKing · Post by **JesterKing** » Wed Jul 28, 2004 2:46 am

so does the no magic rule include enchanted weapons? because technically a blade that burns so hot it could melt steel that had the spells casted on it BEFORE the match wouldnt be a rule breaker, would it? (im rooting for louis in this match... stupid golems think they are all that.)

oh and if someone happens to die... i have a ready made replacement character just waiting to jump in.

Name: Bob

Origin: the dimension of Perv

Race: Pervect (NEVER piss him off by calling him a pervert... they dont like that)

Class: Demon

Height: 7' 8"

Weight: he doesnt like to get on scales... but its estimated around 400 lbs.

Stamina: pretty darn good

Special Attack: can spit acid (natural talent, not magic and hterefore acceptible), other than that its just his demonic strength, claws, cunning, and horns.

Special Defense: When REALLY pissed, he can fluff his first layer of diamond hard scales so that the sharper points are facing outwards, something nobody wants to punch.

weaknesses: while very intelligent, this demon has a pecular weakness for the 'your shoes un tied!' trick... made even stranger by the fact that he never wears shoes. also this particular pervect is a very greedy one.

notes: if you have ever been near a pervert, erm... pervect, resteraunt, you would know that truly disguisting smells REALLY dont bother them, and since their methods of reproduction are not vaugely normal, nut crushing is out of the question.

ya i just wanted to make a character... feel free to use him for practice rounds. lol.

FireLighter · Post by **FireLighter** » Wed Jul 28, 2004 9:59 am

[QUOTE=Lost One]Rules:The use of Magic is FORBIDDEN within the ring, although you may use it prior to the event (eg. spell ups like stoneskin).[/QUOTE]
Feel free to look at the rules, or just this. (so before ring buffing is allowed, but not during.)

Rob-hin · Post by **Rob-hin** » Wed Jul 28, 2004 10:07 am

[QUOTE=FireLighter]Thought you were iron??[/QUOTE]

I'm the dark master sitting next to the ring, the iron golem will do the fighting. Not me. I don't like getting hurt.

WHOOO HO Dolly err... I mean Luis!!
I was just posting my strategy and made a bit of a story while doing so. I think Lost One will write the actual fights and declare the winner. I only wrote my golem walking to the ring and me thinking of my strategy.

And no magic in the ring.
Har har.

Lost One · Post by **Lost One** » Wed Jul 28, 2004 1:41 pm

Yeah, I will be posting the result of the fights with my panel of judges here -ahem-.

Though I might have to leave it for Sunday to do that. In the meanwhile, there are still a couple of strategies to come from you people. And yeah, you can't cast magic inside the ring, but anything magical (protections, weapons, etc...) can be brought inside and used in the ring.

Sorry for the delay.

Hello folks. It's Gee again! That's right...the halfling commentator! Woohoo! Ehm...anyway, it seems we had a tarrasque running loose, eating up half the fans that came to watch...and swallowing the whole of the ring we had created! He has left now...but we are in the middle of re-building a new ring. Have a few snacks in the meantime...and relax in our welcome inn the Stupid Troll, where trolling IS allowed. There will also be some fights going on in the Underground...if you are interested in joining. Anyway, relax and have fun, and when you see a tarrasque, screaming for mommy will not help.

Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Thu Jul 29, 2004 6:07 am

[QUOTE=Vicsun]I thought you were only meant to post a strategy of the fight before the cyclops declared the winner

And I'm still confused as to how mr. Morningblade managed to cast harm and sanctuary even though he didn't memorize them earlier

[/QUOTE]

Man, I'm a high level priest of dawn. Should I place EVERY memorized spell here?

Guys, you are crazy... too much time. And, BTW, I am one of the favoured.

You just dont understand anything about being a god favoured person...

-Edit - Well, have I declared the winner? I just cast harm and wacked him with the hammer, nothing special... and btw, I think that spells need to be cast with my character, for otherwise he is doomed. And I've dreamt all the rest of the fight...

But no KO, just a story.

And Dolly is a nice friend of mine, mr Rob, lets not spam bout it lest you want mr Morningblade hunting you next morning. I mean it.

-2nd Edit - I'm disqualified anyway, so I'm leaving the tournament. But I'll be back with another competitor. An evil guys. Cause the good ones never win.

Rob-hin · Post by **Rob-hin** » Thu Jul 29, 2004 1:11 pm

[QUOTE=Luis Antonio]And Dolly is a nice friend of mine, mr Rob, lets not spam bout it lest you want mr Morningblade hunting you next morning. I mean it.

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LOL

Who says you are disqualiffied?

It's just for fun, LO can make everyone a winner no matter how strong or weak your character is.
Aegis' naked dwarves came in second at the Fantasy Soccer tournament. I think that sais it all.

Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Thu Jul 29, 2004 1:28 pm

[QUOTE=Rob-hin]LOL

Who says you are disqualiffied?

It's just for fun, LO can make everyone a winner no matter how strong or weak your character is.
Aegis' naked dwarves came in second at the Fantasy Soccer tournament. I think that sais it all.

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Well, I mean, thats against the rules, the magic using thing... And I mean, if I cant hack and slash and cast spells, dammit, I'm lost!

Naked dwarves... hm...

Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:12 pm

Hey LO!

I want some action here. This thread has a good potential and it is stopped. So here goes my new player.

Iridur Deathand.

Class: Extraplanar Lich

Gender: Devil

Race: Devil

Stamina: He doesnt need much.

Habilities: Scares living things. Spirit absorption. Bleeding damage when hits with claws. Level draining. True sight. Immune to elemental damage.

Defenses: Dont feel pain. Atack (the best defense). Turn good.

God: Wich god, I'm a God!

Fears: Immune.

Greed: Souls. He need souls.

So, do the Golem want to beat me now? Post your tactic Rob!

(did you see how am I evil?

)

Vicsun · Post by **Vicsun** » Sun Aug 01, 2004 2:40 pm

so... who hasn't posted their strategy yet? This thread has potential and I'd hate to see it die.

Lost One · Post by **Lost One** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 12:15 am

Oh well. I did a whole story, and then my internet messes it up by closing the browser when I'm about to post the fight. Here goes the second draft for the fight between Iridur Morningblade and Ironhide (hope it's as good as the first one). Highlight to read:

Alright folks, here we are again. Back to the Grand Arena of the Troll Kingdoms! Ironhide has already stepped into the ring, which luckily, with all the magical protections, has managed to sustain his weight but the heavy, magical-bound floor still creaks with his every step though. The golem remains passive as the Cyclops referee picks a bug-like microphone and introduces him, "Before you, in the left corner, wearing full iron plate, because that is what he is made of, iron, is an unstoppable force, a being constructed by magic but made of physical hardness, at the height of 12 feet, and weighing a bulky 5000 pounds, give it up for IRONHIDE! *the golem stands there expressionless, and the crowd sensing his lack of charisma, send boos and jeers at him*...however, suddenly...with a flash of light that covers the entire arena, that blinds those spectactors who fail their saves arrives a being made of goodness and surrounded with a holy aura. As the light dims, and everyone opens their eyes again, the image of an elf standing toe-to-toe in front of the golem, gazing boldly at the golem's eyes before tumbling back to his corner appears. *crowd instantly goes wild, there is thunderous applause, and numerous elven lasses lift their shirts, flashing their **** at the charismatic elven fighter/priest* "In the right corner, is an elf dedicated to the forces of good, one who is truly devoted to his fighting and divine arts, using a glowing scimitar and adorning a magical shield, at the height of 1,80 metres (sorry, we lack the conversion system right now

) and weighing a...uhm...flimsy 130 pounds...let's welcome the entrance of IRIDUR MORNINGBLADE!" *elven chanting rises up in the crowd, their voices rise in unison, the sweet melodies filling Iridur's heart with bravery* "May the fight BEGIN" *the bell is rung*

Instantly, Iridur agilely circles around the heavy golem, the golem moving slowly towards his opponent. As the golem draws his iron fist back for a heavy slam, the elf springs between his legs, and comes back behind him. Before the golem has time to turn, the elf's scimitar, created of strong elven magic, draws wide gashes along the golem's legs and back...causing pieces of his iron body to break apart and fall to the floor. The golem attempts another heavy slamming attack, which Iridur only barely manages to dodge, before the elf moves around the golem, keeping him off balance, and getting nicks in with his scimitar before the golem has time to respond. Fueled with the crowd's cheers, his prayer and bless spells, Iridur is doing very well. The golem cannot land a single blow. After one hour of this, pieces of metal scattered across the arena floor, the elf begins to look visibly tired, panting and breathing heavily. Inch by inch, the golem's punches start to come closer. One of them strikes a glancing blow at the elf's shoulder, causing him to spin around, and stagger back. The elf, sensing his exhaustion, decides to call upon Lathander for prayers. What he did not realize though, is that his Lord could not reach him there...and after a few failed castings, the golem seizes advantage of this and manages a heavy slam on Iridur's chest, causing him to instantly lose breath and collapse against one corner. Heeding his master's wishes, the golem moves near the elf and starts to bring a gigantic metal foot on top of the puny elf. Iridur, desparate, cries out loudly from the core of his soul, sending a Morningshout, which does not affect the golem. With all the energy he can muster, he brings his Morningshield on top of his body, and holds back the golem's foot for a moment. As the golem edges his weight onto the foot, the elf finds his shield being pressed hard against him, before breaking apart, and the golem's 5000 pound driven foot crushing his flesh, bones, instantly killing him before he could but cry 'Help me La--th--an.....'. *crowd gasps* A death like this would mean the golem would be disqualified! The counting begins....1.......2..........BOOM!

For some unexplainable reason (well...Lost One knows the reason.

), the golem finds himself thrown back by some strange force. Before Cyclops can say 3...Iridur rises again!!! Wait...this cannot be........! All battered, with broken bones, and sunken flesh, Iridur slowly looks around at the crowd, and a chill enters everyone's bones. His eyes gleam red with devilishness, and an evil grin spreads on his lips. It cannot be! At the end of fight, realizing Lathander had abandoned him, Iridur's soul did not rise to peace, but came back to his corpse, anguished, tormented and this loss of faith drove him to become what he is now.....a LICH! The unholy aura surrounding it has rooted nearly every spectator on the spot! And driving many of them away from the arena, as they run away from this living nightmare! The golem remains expressionless as to this turn of events......and the fight renews.....

TO BE CONTINUED!!

Alright, Rob-hin, post your new strategy, if you have one. And Luis, you might wanna create a new one for your lich.

Lost One · Post by **Lost One** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 1:02 am

You called for it folks! For your pure entertainment...the fight between Ugh the Swamp Troll, House Champion against Mallorie Wolfington, the werebear!

Well, well...while a crazy fight rages on in the arena of Uktadur, the House Champion, Ugh, and the werebear Mallorie, have been called to fight in a ring in the middle of a wild swamp! Feeling extremely confident of fighting in his home turf, Ugh snaps the cords of one side of the ring to allow his entrance. The viewing watchers, mostly trolls, emit guttural snarls as the werebear in hybrid form, enters the arena...holding firmly to her trusty flail and shield. A voice echoes from above "In the right corner, the reigning House Champion, the King of Trolls, the Ravager of Kingdoms, the Destroyer of Hope, at the height of 10 feet and weighing a hefty 750 pounds, is UGH! *contented primal sounds fill the air* "And in the left corner, at nearly 6 feet in height, and weighing but 130 pounds, is MALLORIE WOLFINGTON! "The rules are simple, and you know them...let the fight COMMENCE!"

The troll moves in rapidly towards Mallorie, managing a slash against her face that draws a thin line of blood. The werebear darts forward and manages to hit the troll's chest with the flail. The troll grimaces somewhat, but maintains his footing, lurching forward again with a claw swipe. CLANG! Mallorie braces herself with her shield, keeping the majority of claw swipes away, while getting a couple of hits in. Both look physically strong and determined, with Ugh pressing down on Mallorie with his superior size and strength, while she uses her shield to deflect his blows and smaller size and slightly better agility to step aside from his more frontal attacks. As time goes on...both begin to show signs of exhaustion, though Mallorie seems the more tired of the two. The troll senses this, and creates a wide gash on the werebear's shield arm with a slashing blow from his powerful claws. She winces in pain and falls back...while the troll comes in stronger, getting more and more blows in as her strength fails to keep the shield up with her arm bleeding all over. The troll smells the blood and lets his greed and hatred get the best of him...attempting the claw ravage too soon...swiping his claws in and out furiously to quickly overcome Mallorie. Using her wits to ignore the troll's stench, she jumps out of harm's reach and slams her flail on the troll's back, causing him to fall. Before she can fall on him though, she notices the troll's wounds regenerate while her own continue bleeding, and the troll springs back up with a powerful claw attack that sends Mallorie sliding across the muddy floor of this swamp arena. The troll, sensing victory, walks to her, grinning to himself and to the spectators. His eyes begin to bulge though, when Mallorie's body starts to shake, and contort, lots of fur grows all over her, her wounds stop bleeding, she drops her flail and shield as her arms become larger and more powerful, ending in bear claws. Within seconds, Mallorie has transformed into her bear form!

Using this round of surprise to her advantage, she bear rushes the troll, catching him off-foot, and flattening him against the ground. Growling, she musters all her strength to stay on top of Ugh for but 3 seconds.

Wait...where's the countdown?

5 seconds pass with Mallorie on top of the troll, and nothing happens. No voice. No countdown. The troll spectators shriek in laughter, and Ugh pushes Mallorie back, uses his claw ravage to get his blows past her thick hide, and places one firm claw on her neck, raising her above the ground as she lays helplessly limp from exhaustion and wounded. Applying the throat crush, his claw squeezes the air from inside her and leaves her unconscious on the ground. Falling on top of her, a voice echos from beyond "1...............2...............3!"

And the winner is UGH! who will proceed to the next round!

EDIT: That's all for tonight folks!

Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 11:45 am

Thank you LO, most interesting battle.

Strategy:

The lich dont feel pain. So, it will attempt to drain levels (two each time) untill the gollem is weak, and then, when he is weak and easily beatable, the lich will wack him with closed claws, causing blunt damage. K.O. in no time

Simple and effective.

Rob-hin · Post by **Rob-hin** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 2:49 pm

great fights LO, I realy enjoyed it.
Nice spin off with the character change too.

The golem however has no levels and can not be level drained.

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Rob-hin desides to change his strategy, this Lich is much stronger then the Elf. With his telepathic link, he sends his new orders to his mindless servent.

"Wreck the arena floor with your weight, just stomp it to bits. This should slow the Lich down. Then drive him into a corner, manouver yourself so that he can't get out. Then simply drop yourself ontop of him."

He slamed his fist into his open hand. *Wham!*

Lost One · Post by **Lost One** » Mon Aug 02, 2004 5:51 pm

The fight between Eth Lrdd and Tingle Orcstench! Highlight to read!

"Before you, in the Rocky Underground Arena, are two small, but great competitors! On the right corner, wearing spiked armor, a spiked club and spinning a sack of gold, at the height of 1,30 metres, weighing 110 pounds, is Eth Lrdd, the goblin princess fighting for her lost love! In the other corner, is a sturdy dwarf clenching his jewelled knuckles and wearing but a loincloth...give it up for Tingle Orcstench! Put your night vision on and may the best one win!" *bell rings, fight begins*

The nearly nekkid dwarf runs over to the goblin, ignoring the sack she whirls with her left hand and the jingle of coins heard. The Gutbuster brew having filled him with lots of energy, he is focused on only one thing, victory. Immediately he throws a fury of blows against Eth's body, using his unarmored speed against the goblin. A number of blows connect, and Eth is heavily bruised, her studded leather/spiked armor providing little defense to the dwarf's raging attacks. Throwing the sack to protect herself from one blow, Tingle punches the sack with his spikes, which causes a hole to tear open in the fabric. Gold starts rushing out like water from a fountain. The dwarf forgets where he is for a moment, letting the sight of gold dizzy him, and the princess counter-attacks with solid blows against the dwarf's naked flesh, tearing him apart with her spiked club. The dwarf regains his senses, and both sides become locked in a heated battle of spiked fun. Dropping low beneath one high club swing, Tingle rises before the goblin and pokes her in the eye with his adamantite spike! Eth starts howling in pain, flailing the club in front of her wildly as she clutches the space where her eye was with her other hand. The dwarf seizes the moment and using his racial knowledge of armor and skill of engineering aims his blows in the goblin's vulnerable spots where the armor does not protect her (which includes the face and certain joints). The princess continues to scream in pain, and in trying to move away, stumbles upon the dwarf and falls on him with her spiked armor. Tingle feels the armor's spikes penetrate his hard skin and he grunts as his body becomes skewered by the pointy metals. Impaled by the spikes, the dwarf shifts his weight to one side, allowing the princess to fall along with him on the arena dirt floor. Both seem to have lost large amounts of blood. Tingle tries to use his mohawk blade against the goblin, but cannot since he is held together with Eth by her armor. Sending a spiked fist attack on the side of her stomach, Eth reacts weakily by clobbering the dwarf on his head. The spike is driven into her guts, and Tingle twists it while the spiked club becomes lodged in the top part of his skull. He wrestles Eth on the ground, continously beating her, despite being impaled on her armor...and Eth, too exhausted, falls into unconsciousness. Bleeding profusely, but undaunted, the dwarf rolls together with Eth to stay on top of her while the countdown begins. 1, 2............3! Tingle Orcstench wins! Very weakly removing himself from the goblin's spiked armor, he falls to the side unsconscious as the effects of the brew fade away."

Tingle Orcstench is through to the next round! Well done!

However, with all the beating you took, despite the aid of clerics, you will suffer a 50% decrease in physical attributes for your next fight as you'll not have recovered. Keep this in mind for your next strategy.

Luis Antonio · Post by **Luis Antonio** » Wed Aug 04, 2004 3:10 pm

I want to kill! I want to maim! I'm the lich!!!

Man, awesome... I'd rate this thread ten stars... Well, almost

How is it? You lose you're out or there is the re-pescagem as in Brazilian championship?

re-pescagem- you lose and return later or something like that. Means, literally, to fish again or something. Hehehe... I love my dumb english.