Death Coliseum RP (Closed)

[Sporky111]

Wes surveyed the party from the bar. He and Theo seemed to be the only ones with their head on straight, he didn't quite know what to think of Rorshach. The guy was pretty teetery a minute before, but seemed okay now. Carter, Ben and the new guy were all out cold. They do more damage to themselves than they ever take in a match. Wes smiled and poked Carter, who was face down on the bar next to him. No reaction.

 

[ae86gamer]

Carter didn't budge when Wes poked him in the face. He continued to dream. A couple minutes had passed and he slowly opened his eyes. The light from the bar was too bright for him and he quickly closed his eyes once more. He muttered to the bartender.

"Onnnee moress scotchs pleasssssssse..."

The bartender nodded and handed Carter the scotch. Carter grabbed it and walked towards the couch. He promptly sat down and passed out, again. His drink was still in his hand.

 

[ThreeWords]

Rorschach walked across the bar, gave Carter a nudge with his foot in passing, and sat next to Wes

"Not getting drunk? Good good, makes for better conversation. Anyway, I never found out, what brings you to this charming sport?"

Spoiler: Forgive me

Forgive me if you've already answered the question, but Rorschach hasn't heard the answer, and it's always a good way to start talking =)

 

[Ganado_Headshot]

I heard a far off beeping. Like from down a long tunnel, and opened my eyes to the bar. My PDA was beeping, must be match detailes. I blinked the sleep from my eyes, and rubbed them with the back of my hand. I checked my PDA and it said we had a match in two hours. "Objective Long Term" was the description.

I looked around and my teammates who were all drunken and disorderly, passed out on couches, and strewn about the bar. "Wake Up!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Most of them jumped up from wherever the were sitting instinctively grabbing for weapons that weren't there. "Match in two hours, I want everyone sharp as a knife. Get yourselves ready." My head pounded like none other, and my stomach ached. I would just have to tough it out.

 

[ThreeWords]

"Hey what?" said Rorschach, "What's the brief for this one?"

 

[MasterSqueak]

I got up, resisting the urge to puke.

"Great, I get to go into my first match with a hangover."

 

[ae86gamer]

Carter turned to Rorschach a drunk smile on his face.

"My little brother and sister need the money.. I'm paying for thhheiir colleggge."

Carter was still very drunk. He heard Ben say something about another match. Carter quickly stood up and spilled his drink on the couch. He stumbled around for a bit until finally resting his arm on a stool.

"Hooo.... I'm drunk.."

 

[Ganado_Headshot]

Ben tried to stare straight ahead, and his vision became blurry. He knew this match was going to be rough. His PDA beeped at him telling him it was time for the simulation to begin. He walked into the uploader room, and sat down in a chair. He pushed the button to activate the sedatives....and awoke to Death Coliseum.

Spoiler: OOC

This match is going to be us planting a bomb in another team's base. Whoever wants the bomb, post here, and you will pretty much control the speed of this simulation.

 

[Sporky111]

Wes watched Ben go into the sim room, and then looked at the rest of his team. One thought flashed through his head, People are going to die here. On impulse, he leaned over the bar and grabbed a bucket of ice. It had started to melt, so the bartender wouldn't have used it anyway. Carter and Austin were the worst looking, so he went to each of them and tossed a pint of ice water in their face. "Get it together! We need to get into the match, and I'm not about to watch a couple of drunks get buried."

 

[Baldrek]

"Damn straight..." Theodorus said to Wes' statement, before downing a glass of water and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

He then walked over to Carter with another glass of water and took two pills from a small kit in his bag. "Take these, they'll help you focus, and take you one step closer towards getting sober."

He left them on the nearby counter, "You better take them, or I'll be the sucker who'll have to pretty you up before the funeral."

He walked towards the simulation room while muttering, "Just cremating you would be a bloody lot easier though..."

 

[ae86gamer]

Carter felt the cold water splash across his face, and most of his clothes. His eyes widened.

"HOLY CRAP!! THATS COLD!"

After the initial shock of getting hit with the cold water was gone he walked to the counter. Theodorus gave him a glass of water and two pills. Carter took the pills without giving it a second thought. He smacked himself a couple of times and stumbled his way towards the simulation room.

 

[MasterSqueak]

"AAAAHHH!"

I spazzed out upon getting hit by the water. Calming down, I headed into the simulation room trying not to trip.

"I'm not drinking again. Ever."

 

[ThreeWords]

Rorschach got to his feet, neatly sidestepped Carter as he failed around in cold water panic, and almost strolled into the sim-room. He sat, linked up, and a moment later, was in the Sim

"Hey" he called to Ben, "I'll take the bomb. I'm good at not getting killed, and it's not like I'll have to drop any weapons"

 

[Sporky111]

Satisfied that he could have saved a couple people, Wes entered the sim room and hooked himself up. He felt the familiar falling sensation, then found himself among the rest of the team.

 

[MasterSqueak]

I hooked up, nearly panicking when he needle entered my arm. Waking up in the sim, I looked to Rorschach as he volunteered for bomb duty.

"Alright, I can provide sniper cover for you."

I pointed to a building nearby.

"I'll be up there." I said.

 

[Baldrek]

Theodorus surfaced in the DC, readying his equipment.

"Ready when you are, captain." He said to Ben, as he fastened his bag tighter around his shoulder.

"What's the plan, and how's the terrain lined up?" He asked, he didn't receive the details for the match on his PDA, only the team leaders did that he supposed.

 

[Ganado_Headshot]

Rorschach volunteered for the bomb, and I threw it to him. "Don't drop that thing. We're counting on you!"

Theo asked what the terrain was going to be like. I looked at my PDA, and showed it to Theo, we started on a side will rolling grassy hills. The base was in an area surrounded by tall buildings. I pointed the buildings out to Austin who could provide sniper support from them. Rorschach could easily make a jump from the top of a neighboring building and infiltrate the base. In fact....

"Everyone, we're going to go for some rooftop infiltration. Austin will stay behind, and provide sniper support. While Rorschach takes the bomb, and plants it in their base. Everyone keep your wits about you, and we'll all make it through this."

Suddenly a voice broke out above the Coliseum. Welcome, to another exciting installment of Death Coliseum. We have our returning team led by Ben Fuller on this attacking side, and the defending team with 5 wins 3 losses is led by Allen Cradle. Who will come out on top. Only time will tell. Let's start this thing...5,4,3,2,1 GO!

"Everyone MOVE!"

Spoiler: OOC

I'm sure all of you have noticed that Leon and David haven't posted in a week or so, so this match will be their last. Have fun!

 

[ThreeWords]

The group moved off, and as they came nearer to the buildings surrounding the base, Rorschach glanced up to see a little flash in a window...

"DOWN!" he yelled, and dived for the floor, even as he heard the crack of a sniper. He came to his feet running, and zigg-zagged his way toward one the buildings

Spoiler: If we're dropping people

If we're dropping people, should I alert my friend who wants a space here?

 

[MasterSqueak]

I raised my rifle, aiming at the window the shot came from.

"All right Austin, time to earn your keep."

The sniper peeked out, I fired. The bullet hit him in the eye, killing him.

I looked over to see if the team was okay.

 

[ae86gamer]

Carter was in the match but he was still very lethargic. When the match started he stood still and rubbed his eyes.

"Why must it be so damn bright."

An enemy came rushing towards him and swung his sword at Carter. But, Carter being drunk lost his balance and fell, dodging the mans swing. Carter picked up his sword and put it into the man's chest.

"Gotcha...."