WAOA Arena

[Drakmorg]

Seeing the broodlord move to engage him, Weizoth let out an ear-piercing shriek from his new fanged maw, then pounced towards the broodlord, flapping his wings. He swung his claws downwards in an X-shaped pattern, then attempted to sink his fangs into the broodlord's shoulder.

 

[DotSlash]

Seeing Ethan sulking around and the uneaten slice of pizza held by her tail, she sighed before poking the wolf and offering him the slice silently.

 

[Demonjazz]

Ethan ate the slice in two bites but than quickly ran away from Carmen

 

[DotSlash]

Seeing that Ethan had run and that no one else of interest was in the lounge, she yawned before stretching herself out and heading to her suite to sleep.

 

[SteakHeart]

A loud thump of bone against metal signaled the arrival of Lord English in the lounge area. The behemoth rubbed his head in pain, growling a series of expletives and kicking the threshold of the doorway hard enough to dent it.

It's hard being utterly massive. It's hard and no one understands.

Staggering into the hall, he took notice of the crowd, pool-ball eyes flicking from one person to the next.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE ALL OF YOU. AND WHY HAVE I NOT KILLED YOU ALREADY."

 

[FPSfanatic]

The broodlord ducked the slash, inadvertently setting himself up for the bite, which he spasmed from.

 

[Drakmorg]

Sinking his teeth into the broodlord's shoulder, Weizoth clamped himself on to keep it from escaping. While holding the creature in place, Weizoth began rapidly stabbing and raking at it with his claws.

 

[DotSlash]

Hearing the absurdly large booming noises and having that keep her from sleeping, Carmen sighed before heading back to the Lounge, annoyed. Once she saw how large Lord English was, she just sighed more. [color=bb0066] "Excuse me, dear. There are some of us that are trying to sleep and your screaming is making that difficult. Could you attempt to calm down, please?" [/color]

 

[SteakHeart]

Lord English stared at Carmen wordlessly, head tilted to the side. On one hand, he wanted to riddle her with bullets. On the other hand, he still wanted to riddle her with bullets. But a good omnipotent semideity is a master of guile and manipulation, talking others into doing his unholy bidding.

"YOUR FACE. IS THE THING THAT NEEDS TO CALM DOWN."

Success.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen stared blankly at Lord English before facepalming herself. [color=bb0066] [small] "Oh dear... I'm dealing with an overgrown imbecile..." [/small] [/color] She sighed before flicking her tail back and forth. [color=bb0066] "Alright then... Do you always speak this loudly?" [/color]

 

[FPSfanatic]

The Broodlord shuddered, before his blood began streaming to the ground, his head limp. The army of Genestealers grew closer to Weizoth, before the same electronic voice from earlier boomed. "Congratulations contestants! You have successfully hunted the broodlord! Returning you home now."

The Arena shifted and changed, back to its normal shapes. Everyone who had fought returned back to it, unless they had died during the fight.

OoC: Well, that dragged on longer then intended.

 

[SteakHeart]

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN LOUD. THIS IS MY INDOORS VOICE. I AM SHOWING RATHER UNCHARACTERISTIC MERCY IN THAT FACT.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen blinked more. [color=bb0066] "...Your indoor voice? Try whispering sometime... And I find it hard to believe you're showing mercy right now." [/color] She crossed her arms as she hovered over the floor for the moment.

 

[Drakmorg]

Weizoth released the broodlord from his toothy grip and let the body fall to the ground. He extended one of the creature's arms by grabbing it at the wrist, then hacked it off with the claws on his other arm. After freeing the arm, he allowed his myriad of magical enhancements to leave his body, causing his form to return to normal. He paid Gold and John almost no mind as he left the arena and made for his room with the severed arm of the broodlord.

 

[Demonjazz]

Alakazam was really the only one in the lounge along with Werewolf Ethan. Alakazam gingerly waved to Lord English

 

[SteakHeart]

"FOR ONE THING. THERE IS THE FACT THAT I HAVE NOT YET SHOT YOU. OR VAPORIZED YOU OUT OF REALITY. OR PUNCHED YOU VERY VERY HARD." He shrugged his massive shoulders.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen simply raised an eyebrow. [color=bb0066] "...Then let's go out to the arena so you can show me." [/color]

 

[SteakHeart]

Spoiler: OOC @ DotSlash

Unfortunately, we'll have to have the fight later, as I just remembered I have to get up early. Sorry 'bout that!

 

[FPSfanatic]

Gold sighed, rubbing his arms as he stood in the arena. Without another word, he headed up into the lounge, walking past Carmen and to the bar, to see Jack's handiwork. "Shit."

 

[DotSlash]

@Steak: K. Later then.

Carmen looked toward Gold and his reaction and shrugged. [color=bb0066] "It will probably be restocked by tomorrow. Nothing to worry about." [/color]