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thisavrou_log2017-03-11 05:45 pm
pillz) wrote in thisavrou_log2017-03-11 05:45 pm
Entry tags:
- borderlands: zer0,
- graceling: katsa (crau),
- mass effect: commander shepard,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- metal gear: solid snake,
- overwatch: angela "mercy" ziegler,
- overwatch: lena oxton,
- overwatch: reinhardt wilhelm,
- overwatch: soldier 76,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- the raven cycle: joseph kavinsky,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- undertale: chara dreemurr,
- undertale: frisk,
- voltron ld: lance,
- voltron ld: shiro
[OPEN] ⚔⚔ March Player Plot: Enter the Arena
Who: Duelists, medics, friends, spectators, and you!
When: Mid-March
Where: Shock Box Arena
What: Duels to decide whether the Artifixx choose to share their technology, which will protect the Savrii, Moirans, and Ingress Complex from the space storm. Please mark any duel threads in the title so they can be found easily and linked in the entry text below. However, combat RP is optional; you can also use this log for characters to socialize, provide medical care, heckle, steal, and so on. PM me or use this post to provide feedback.
Warnings: PG-13 for violence, quite possibly language, etc.!
"Beware the storm."
"This is a battle for our very survival. You might want to grab a beer." For those of you who know Joseph Kavinsky, there might be something vaguely familiar about the young, human-looking woman emceeing the introduction of the duels. She's a slender thing brimming with manic energy, nails painted to look like molten stone, and she handles herself with the aplomb of someone immune to stagefrigh and accustomed to finding entertainment in alarming places.
THE SHOCK BOX ARENA
Chances are, you've never seen anything like it before. Unless you're a Tron character, in which case the aesthetic may seem oddly familiar. In any case, the arena is an incredible innovation of technology that borders on magic. The bleachers can seat thousands. Massive flatscreens and holographic displays project the central stages out for even the furthest audience members to see. Refreshments are served both by mobile bots at the seats and within the building corridors, which also contain locker rooms, showers, control rooms, medical triage, and other facilities.
The 'stages' themselves are composed of incredibly flexible modular technology that can form everything from seemingly stone walls to glass boxes, to levitating, moving platforms. Unexpected challenges like low-gravity, sudden flooding, and the rotation of floors and ceiling may occur at any point.
There are eerie similarities between the Artifixx weapon and the nature of the arena itself. The weapons begin merely as pods of shimmering silver metal, large enough to fill the combatant's hand. However, as combat begins, they soon begin to shape themselves to fit their wielder's needs, mimicking anything from long-lost magic focus objects to never-before-seen technology. It can be disconcerting, and perhaps the shock of having the weapon move around you like a living thing is what throws you off in the end.
However, safety measures are involved in today's duels. Knockouts, surrender, and major injury may all win the battle; attempts to cause true death are grounds for automatic disqualification and jeopardizing the trade agreement.
When: Mid-March
Where: Shock Box Arena
What: Duels to decide whether the Artifixx choose to share their technology, which will protect the Savrii, Moirans, and Ingress Complex from the space storm. Please mark any duel threads in the title so they can be found easily and linked in the entry text below. However, combat RP is optional; you can also use this log for characters to socialize, provide medical care, heckle, steal, and so on. PM me or use this post to provide feedback.
Warnings: PG-13 for violence, quite possibly language, etc.!
"This is a battle for our very survival. You might want to grab a beer." For those of you who know Joseph Kavinsky, there might be something vaguely familiar about the young, human-looking woman emceeing the introduction of the duels. She's a slender thing brimming with manic energy, nails painted to look like molten stone, and she handles herself with the aplomb of someone immune to stagefrigh and accustomed to finding entertainment in alarming places.
Chances are, you've never seen anything like it before. Unless you're a Tron character, in which case the aesthetic may seem oddly familiar. In any case, the arena is an incredible innovation of technology that borders on magic. The bleachers can seat thousands. Massive flatscreens and holographic displays project the central stages out for even the furthest audience members to see. Refreshments are served both by mobile bots at the seats and within the building corridors, which also contain locker rooms, showers, control rooms, medical triage, and other facilities.
The 'stages' themselves are composed of incredibly flexible modular technology that can form everything from seemingly stone walls to glass boxes, to levitating, moving platforms. Unexpected challenges like low-gravity, sudden flooding, and the rotation of floors and ceiling may occur at any point.
There are eerie similarities between the Artifixx weapon and the nature of the arena itself. The weapons begin merely as pods of shimmering silver metal, large enough to fill the combatant's hand. However, as combat begins, they soon begin to shape themselves to fit their wielder's needs, mimicking anything from long-lost magic focus objects to never-before-seen technology. It can be disconcerting, and perhaps the shock of having the weapon move around you like a living thing is what throws you off in the end.
However, safety measures are involved in today's duels. Knockouts, surrender, and major injury may all win the battle; attempts to cause true death are grounds for automatic disqualification and jeopardizing the trade agreement.
| FINAL ROUND | ||
| ERIK LEHNSHERR vs. "THE ARTIFIXX" | Link | |
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She’s already on her way. She’s been watching, too.
[And is probably suitably horrified that he got shanked by a child, but, you know. Details.]
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She always has a knack for showin' up wherever she's needed.
You know, if you ever want a proper fight, I'm always up for a bit of training. I'm just about the only person who can keep up anyway.
[ Since she can tell he's disappointed by his match. Not that she's suggesting it right this minute. ]
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[In life, Jack had very specific rules about who got to spar with him and when. Usually he’d train exclusively with Gabriel, as they were both graduates of the SEP and knew intimately what they could dole out and take in return. Sparring against unenhanced humans was often risky, even with the precautions he’d take not to hit too hard.
But Lena is fast, and probably a good challenge. He also gives significantly fewer fucks post-death, so he finds himself thinking, well. Why not?]
Once the Doc clears me, of course.
[Because Angela is most certainly not going to let him fight people with a stab wound.]
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But he agreed this time. Maybe Jack's finally come around and realized that she's not the wet-behind-the-ears nineteen-year-old agent she was when he sent her on her first mission.
So she grins, bright and cheerful. ]
'Course. Wouldn't be fair if you weren't in tip-tip shape.
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[So he's not even going to try and take her up on the offer until he's fully healed. The good news is that this wound isn't nearly as deep as the one he suffered on Eosoros, so he should be back on his feet in no time at all.]
But, you're on.
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[ He grin softens. ]
Gonna go get a drink. You need somethin'?
[ Yeah, he seems okay but she's still worried. ]
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[About as well as he could be, given the circumstances.]
Should probably stay in one place. Easier for Angela to find me.
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[ Yeah, she's decided for him. She's a SIC now ok. A decision-maker.
Anyway, she blinks off. Enjoy some alone time before she shows up again. ]
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[Which he'll wait patiently for. When she gets back, he's got his visor off in preparation for it (because wearing a mask is not very conducive to drinking), and he's busy rubbing his eyes with a gloved hand, the exhaustion sort of evident on his face.]
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Lena holds out one of the bottles, still ice-cold. ]
Here you are. [ She notices the exhaustion, but she has the sense not to comment on it. ] Might help a bit.
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[He reaches for it, mask still off so that he can drink from the bottle. Jack is thirstier than he realizes, taking a few long sips before he sets it aside and exhales.]
Better.
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[ She all but chugs her own bottle, a little more wiped from her fight than she anticipated.
She rocks back on her heels. ]
So. Any tips for my next match?
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[And to emphasize, he'll take another, less desperate drink from the bottle before he finally sets it aside, studying her a little as she asks him that particular question.]
Don't get stabbed.
[A joke, of course, but perhaps a good tip either way.]
Stay on your toes. Don't be complacent.
[That's how you get stabbed.]
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Well. More helpful advice. ]
Would be pretty hard to get complacent in a match. The powers some of us have, it's crazy. Good way to see other people in action, though.
[ It's always good to know just how good one's allies are at holding their own. And it goes both ways-- Lena is giving away her abilities too, isn't she. ]
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[It's the going in complacent--overconfident--that gets you. Obviously not what had happened to Jack in his match, but he's been in similar situations. He's lived through enough to know not to underestimate any given enemy.]
Just stay focused. You'll do okay.
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A little.
Lena grins at him, taking it as praise. ]
I'll do my best! Hopefully our hosts'll join forces with us if they like the tourney.
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I'll be watching you out there.
[Make him proud.]
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I won't let you down.
[ She shrugs lightly. ] An' I have a reputation to live up to.