WAOA Arena

[Chungus]

Unable to escape the spread of the shotgun, the last two crows were quickly dispatched.

Slinking into the ruins as a shadow, moving over obstacles, or through the cracks of them as needed, Phyros made his way to the interior of the ruins, turning physical again. As this happened, droplets of blood began dripping from the bullet wounds again. Looking down to himself, Phyros clacked his beak, deciding things were decidedly not worth the effort. Turning his head up to the ceiling, he called out, [color=FF3300][/color] A few moments later, Phyros was beamed out of the arena.

Combatant Phyros has surrendered! Combatants Jinzi and Laminus remain!​

Hearing the announcement, Laminus cocked an eyebrow, then chuckled. "Huh. Deja vu. Well, then... ." Shrugging to himself, Laminus also surrendered. With the duo dropping out, Jinzi was declared the winner, and the arena reverted back to normal.

 

[Kirke]

Instead of appearing in the locker room as they might expect, Phyros and Laminus found themselves in a dark room, with no visible exit. The walls, floor and roof were all solid metal, and the air was thick with gases. The announcer began to speak, though where from was unclear. "Gentlemen, your performance in battle has been deemed... inadequate. We are very disappointed with the speed in which you surrender." While she spoke, many spikes formed in one of the walls, and corresponding holes on the opposite side.

 

[Chungus]

Finding themselves in the dark room, Phyros and Laminus both looked around. "Ooh. Ominous." Laminus said to himself, while looking to see if there were any holes in the room, smelling the gas. Phyros, meanwhile, looked to see if there was anyone with a heartbeat nearby, being able to see such through objects up to two metres thick, and unimpeded by darkness.

[color=FF3300][/color] Phyros questioned, after Laminus gave a rough translation of what was being said, speaking as he looked, and doing so more frantically upon seeing the spikes emerge.

 

[Zepherus14]

[color=00c0c0]"Wait which one was Phyros...?"[/color] Jinzi said to herself as she heard the announcer. She didn't have long to think that however as Laminus forfeited and the announcer announced Jinzi's victory did she slowly descend to the ground, stunned. [color=00c0c0]"You cocky little shits wasted my time and am-"[/color] She fell silent for a moment as she seemed to be fiddling with something on her neck. [color=00c0c0]"That can't be right? It's all back!"[/color] Jinzi commented in disbelief. [color=00c0c0]"I could have use all my expensive ammo, and it cost me nothing!"[/color]

[color=00c0c0]"Where did they go anyways?"[/color] Jinzi asked to herself, wondering where those two bozos got to.

 

[Kirke]

The room was entirely sealed, and no live-signs could be seen around it. "Surrender is only to be considered once there is no chance of victory. In this room, gentlemen, we... motivate lackluster combatants to give their all in the Arena." She paused, and a distinct clunk was heard as the spiked wall began to move. "We have a reputation for brave fighters and hard-fought battles, and, as I'm sure you understand, we can't let that reputation slip." Though it was perhaps of minor concern, the room appeared to be getting quite a bit warmer, though not quite yet at the point of discomfort.

 

[Chungus]

"Then you should've picked someone else for this shit!" Laminus exclaimed loudly, his devil may care attitude dropping quickly as the spiked wall sprang into motion. "Not my fault you picked the wrong people, you horse fuckers!"

Phyros would've been surprised by Laminus' outburst, if it wasn't for the situation. Approaching one of the walls, Phyros threw himself against it with a heavy metallic clunk, then began raking at the walls with his talons, sharp enough to slice through iron, hoping to claw a way out.

 

[Kirke]

The wall was slightly scratched beneath Phyros's talons. He would not have time to investigate it, however, as the slice had caused a spark. The highly flammable gasses in the room were set ablaze, and in a flash the entire room was scorched. Phyros and Laminus however, would still be alive, though not spared of any injuries. The wall began to quicken up, and there was hardly a minute left until it would reach it's destination. "We have great confidence, gentlemen, that your resolve will be steadfast when you are next called to the arena. If you fight for all your worth, you will find us a most grateful host. Thank you for your cooperation."

 

[Chungus]

As the room ignited, Laminus let out a muffled scream when the flames enveloped him. When the gasses had burned up, he had fallen on the metal floor, lightly convulsing, while drawing in small gasps of air. His clothing had been set alight by the fire, but wasn't in a position to do anything about it.

Phyros fared better against the flames with only his feathers, partial first layer of the skin, and the eyes being damaged. The fire left his usual pale blue eyes bloodshot, but still working, if more poorly. Not feeling the pain, Phyros looked to Laminus, and ran over to him, taking Laminus' left horn in his beak, and dragging him towards the wall with the holes in it to buy him some time. [color=FF3300]"[/color] he urged after dragging Laminus, looking to the enclosing spiked wall.

 

[Kirke]

Spoiler: Vicious torture, not for the weak of stomach.

As the wall closed in on the two, it slowed down again, so that at first they could only stand up, then so that they had to press against the holed wall, then finally it pushed close enough that the spikes pressed into their skin. After only a few centimetres of penetration however, it stopped. After a few seconds of silence, some mixture of salt and lemon juice was extruded from the spikes, into the two captive's flesh. Then, a sharp shock of electricity surged through into them. It was not powerful enough to kill, or even cause loss of muscle control, but it was very painful. The two would be left there for what seemed like hours, now and then shocked again, or have the spikes pushed slightly further in. They would not fall unconscious, nor die of their wounds, until finally, after being shocked more times than they could count, and with the spikes far into their bodies, the announcer spoke again. "Now you understand gentlemen, how important your contribution is to us. Do not disappoint us again." With that, the spikes suddenly smashed forward, instantly killing the two. They would wake up again, lying in beds in the dorm, with no visible trace of their punishment.

 

[Slenn]

"Well, I'm up for a match. I could do a one on one until first to get knocked out." EMily said in a light tone, shrugging, not wanting to put herself in a deadly situation but still looking for a fair fight.

<color=purple>"I could go for one as well." Gwen crossed her arms.

 

[Zepherus14]

Jinzi would eventually walk away from the arena. Her better judgement told her to stay in a more open area for her to move freely, but knowing what happened in this room with the morphing room made her reconsider. Not knowing what she was going to deal with, she loaded into one pistol a kinetic cartridge, which would send out a force wave of sorts when fired, something she had as a non-lethal method yet still effective.

She'd disappear for now if there wasn't anyone to talk with her.

 

[Chungus]

Spoiler: #ThisPleasesNailik

Reacting to being spurred on by Phyros, Laminus slowly climbed into a sitting position. Before he could do anything, however, the spikes jabbed into him, piercing into his the bones of his shins more then other body parts, due to his position. With eyes squeezed shut, Laminus cried out in pain, echoing between the two walls. This was cut short the wound aggregating mixture was introduced to the wound; the salt quelling what blood trickled from the as the salt drank it. With eyes squeezed shut, Laminus sat still, save for the involuntary spasms. Tears ran down his face while he weakly whimpered.

In the lull in between the last treatment and the electroshock, Laminus tried to get his breathing under control, until the aforementioned electroshocks fired up. Lacking the air in his lungs to scream at the treatment, Laminus only wheezed and whimpered, weakly and futilely thrashing about.

Not feeling the pain, Phyros tried to turn into a shadow form, but found he was incapable of turning. He closed his eyes as Laminus' pained screams filled his ears, then decided that if he was going to die, he wouldn't go out granting the arena operators the satisfaction of snuffing his life out. Forcefully wriggling his body, he moved into a position where a spoke was pointing in between his rub, then twisting body around. With his beaked tensed, Phyros pushed himself forward, untol the spike pierced his heard, whereupon he fell dead.

After several electroshock treatments, Laminus was barely conscious, his mind shutting down as it was flooded with pain. Then, the spiked wall rushed forward; bones snapped, and blood squirted from various locations as skin burst like a balloon, ending with a wet mush as the two walls touched.

After it all, when the two found themselves in the beds, alive, they laid still, doing nothing and making no sound.

 

[Slenn]

"It's a dragonfly girl. Howdy there." She waved.

<color=purple>"I guess I'll head out there, and see who wants a match."

"Good luck out there Gwen! I know you can do it!"

<color=purple>"Thank you, EM!" She smiled back as she exited the locker room. <color=purple>"Now which way is this arena place? Ah here we go." She said out loud to herself.

OOC: I don't know how the hallways work here.

 

[Zepherus14]

"What... the...?" The woman in red said to herself as she looked around the large arena she found herself in.

Once she finally got to the arena Gwen would see the woman's antlers, long ears, and the dress and jacket combo with her leg wears around her calves. As Gwen approached the entrance way to the arena, the woman's ears would perk up as she turned around, a hand going to her chest as she pivoted. "A, maid?" She said to herself, her large eyes looking Gwen over. "Uh, hello! Would you know where I am?" She waved.

Mistletoe would look around 30ish, brunette, brown eyes, fit, and have a bit of a colour patterning to her skin making her look more like a deer similar to how Sophia had her mask. She also has hoofed feet and four fingers.

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[color=00c0c0]"Howdy nothing, what the hell is going on here?"[/color] Jinzi stated rather aggrevatedly to EMily, her one pistol aiming straight at EMily. [color=00c0c0]"Where am I, why did a bird somehow take gunfire like it was nothing, and who the hell are you?"[/color] She stated, rolling her off hand around as she listed off her questions.

 

[Slenn]

<color=purple>"This is the entrance to the Arena. As to what universe it belongs to is anyone's guess. My name is Gwen. I was looking for someone to do a light one on one match. Who might you be?"

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"You're lucky that language wasn't directed at my sister, Sara. This is the Arena. Perhaps the bird had... hmmm... the ability to seal wounds quickly. Or maybe they shrugged off the pain with their own endorphins. And my name Emily, or EMily. And you are?"

 

[Zepherus14]

"My name is Mistletoe, but- Arena did you say?" Mistletoe said as she took another look around the large space. "I don't think I understand, what light match are we talking about? Like one of those boxing matches Mariqué talks about?" Mistletoe asked.

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[color=00c0c0]"Is that supposed to be a threat?"[/color] Jinzi commented at EMily's quip about Sara. [color=00c0c0]"I already heard this was an Arena, but why am I here? Where's Azmot, why can't I reach him?"[/color] She asked, ignoring giving her name for the moment.

 

[Slenn]

Gwen chuckled a little at Mistletoe's charm.
<color=purple>"Nice to meet you Mistletoe. Well, the arena's rules are such that matches are to be finished only if there is a sound defeat. There can be no early surrenders. Who's Mariqué?"

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<color=brown>"It's an advisory." Sara said with an unfaltering face, adjusting her glasses with one hand and holding her sword with the other.

EMily gestured to Sara.
"She doesn't like foul language is all. As for why you're here, I'm not the person to ask. Although I can tell you that this isn't my first time here. My only guess is that you were plucked from your home universe into the place."

She paused for a bit.
"Do you mind if I ask who's Azmot? And what's your name?" She said kindly, hoping that the question would get her attention this time.

 

[Zepherus14]

"Nice to meet you too. And Mariqué is just a friend of a friend." She answered back, looking a little apprehensive on the rules Gwen was describing. "What does this 'sound defeat' mean?" She asked, air quoting with the sound defeat.

Although Gwen was out of range of its effects for now, if she approached much more to Mistletoe, Gwen would feel a sort of warm fuzzy feeling about herself, like her problems weren't so bad, and every situation had a silver lining that could be brought to counter a bad situation. One could call it a mild joy aura.

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[color=00c0c0]"Says the one with a sword?"[/color] Jinzi comment back to Sara, her head not moving to look over to Sara as she spoke to her. [color=00c0c0]"So EMily was it, your expecting me to believe some wackjob just up and plucked me out of my house..?"[/color] Jinzi answered back, her guns lowering slightly, although it was clear she still didn't trust the two.

When asked for her name, Jinzi would pause herself, not sure if she wanted to disclose such information, but when considering that the announcer somehow knew her name, she figured the secret was out already. [color=00c0c0]"Jinzi, Azmot Rolmer is my husband."[/color]

 

[Slenn]

<color=purple>"It's sort of a 'checkmate' condition for defeat. You can only accept defeat if there's nothing else you can do to win the match."

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<color=brown>"We've had guns at our heads before. Don't think the maid headbands on our heads are just for show."

"We're not enemies okay? I'm not trying to kill you right now. We're trying to investigate why a portal to this universe showed up in my universe again, alright? So it's a mystery for everyone."

 

[Zepherus14]

"And... what would I have to win, exactly?" Mistletoe asked, not sounding entirely convinced on the idea until she heard what the answer to that question was.

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[color=00c0c0]"You know, normally I would laugh in your face for a comment like that Sara... but given what that bird from hell did, I think I believe you."[/color] Jinzi commented, lowering her guns for a moment before holstering them to her hips. [color=00c0c0]"Ooooookay, sorry"[/color] Jinzi moaned rather unimpressed by EMily's plead for Jinzi to lower her weapons. [color=00c0c0]"What do you expect me to think when I'm wisked away from everything and put in a place with a people I have no idea about? A hugging party is not exactly high up there, let me tell you."[/color] Jinzi said before she started to finally look more relaxed.

[color=00c0c0]"So do you have any leads yet, or is this a recent thing for you too?"[/color] Jinzi asked, before her mouth slowly opened. [color=00c0c0]"Wait, that's that room I was in with that fuzzball and birdbrain before!"[/color] She commented as she pointed one arm at the screen displaying Mistletoe in the arena.