Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Everyone, but mainly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), and Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I'm doing: Responding


Nishira glowered at the shard of madness as he took her form for a fleeting second. Though he'd been rather entertaining on occasion, she was still working. "You can watch the fights and tell me if you see any students you'd like to take as an apprentice. And if you choose not to do so, at least help critique so I can and strengthen my army. I'll rest after the tournament." A blatant lie, but hopefully only Delrick would catch that.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Manara (@KalenNighteyes ), Other teachers...


What I'm doing: Saying hello


Mr. Deeds stepped out from the hallway to the teacher's booth, standing where the teachers could see him, but the students would not. He watched the students fighting with casual disinterest.


"A rather barbaric spectacle, if I do say so myself. However, I suppose all cultures have their own form of bloodsport. Though I prefer boxing myself."


Mr. Deeds waited for Nishira, or one of the other teachers, to do something. Hopefully not just immediately kill him. That would be terribly inconvenient.

 

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Excuse me?


Nishira turned, glaring at the intruder. "Do you want me to kill you? I'm in a fairly good mood today and I'll be lenient but I wouldn't mind painting the walls with your blood." He was an odd one. Too polite for her tastes. "What is it you want? Speak plainly." She hoped she would get to kill him.
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Other teachers... (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Making an offer


Mr. Deeds turned his head to look at Nishira and gave her a curt nod.


"Perhaps later. For the moment however, I have a message for you and your staff on behalf of my master. More of an invitation really. I'm sure you know of whom I speak."


Mr. Deeds reached into his pocket and drew forth a small picture, offering it to Nishira.


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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)


What I'm doing: Oh hells, no!


The moment that Nishira saw the image the photo began to burn. The flame struck out at the butler, threatening to engulf him. However, she held the inferno back. "So you truly do want to die today. Well, I won't shoot the messenger yet. Tell me what your master wants so I can disembowel you."
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Other teachers... (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Making an invitation


Mr. Deeds dropped the picture to the floor and ground out to smoldering paper with the heel of his shoe.


"Simply put, my master wishes to demonstrate how ill prepared you and your staff is to deal with us. He makes this calculated gamble in the hopes that it will inspire you to stay out of his way. Therefore, he poses a challenge to you and your staff. You will select one or several of your staff to meet him in the cemetery outside the city. They may come alone or one at a time, whichever you prefer. There they are to find and defeat my master in combat, before he finds them. This is an open challenge until the sun goes down. If they fail, you may send whatever staff you have remaining to collect them. Oh, and once there, they will each be provided with a single pill that will heal them of any injuries, with the understanding that should they take this pill, they will forfeit."


Mr. Deeds reached again into the pocket of his jacket and withdrew a large folding knife, which he presented to Nishira.


"Unless you have any other questions, then you are free to disembowel me, should it please you."
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: The entire academy


What I'm doing: Fighting


Brutus noticed his name was called to fight, so he walked out onto the field and realized that his opponent was the frail looking transformer girl that was in some of his classes. His past experiences with this type of human show that they have a weird diversity between each of their transformations. He opened the M-3 and moved back for a little better range and some slight cover. 'I should probably go with a defensive strategy rather than offensive and pop in shots when I can'. He brought his pistol up to bear and waited to see the odd one's first move.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), Manara (@KalenNighteyes), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)/Brutus (@Rookie)


What I'm doing: Disemboweling/Fighting





"Oh, please. You think I'd use a knife?" Nishira shook her head and stood, releasing both Shard and Frank as she stepped toward the butler. "I'm more inclined to see if your master can beat me at my own game. But, very well. Manara will go. If, on the off chance she doesn't return in half an hour, I'll send someone else." Her nails raked across his stomach, tearing his flesh open. "I always felt like this room needed more red."


Why'nn


As her name was called, the small girl woke from her meditation and stood, entering the pit and, once again, drawing her weapon.





"Brutus. It has been a while. May we both fight honorably," Why'nn greeted. Then she moved.


In the past she'd watched him fight her brothers. He was powerful and had decent speed. His bullets (or whatever they were) packed a punch, something she'd found out on the second day of school. But if she could get in close her advantage would be had. So Why'nn surged forward, light on her feet as she closed the distance between then. Her blade was not ignited so it seemed as though she only carried a staff, though Brutus would know better if he'd watched her first round fight.


As soon as she was close enough she struck, swinging her staff in a powerful motion. If she hit his leg as she was aiming, he would topple to the ground.
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Manara (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Bleeding out


Mr. Deeds clutched his stomach as it was cut open, leaning against the wall and slowly lowering himself to the ground. Despite how he was bleeding, he kept a calm and professional manner as he sat against the wall.


"I must say... Highly effective... Madame... Although... I pity... your stylist..."


Mr. Deeds chuckled slightly, then began to cough up blood. He didn't really close his eyes, they just sort of dimmed, and his breathing stopped.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: The entire academy


What I'm doing: Fighting


Brutus saw her close the gap he had created and was amazed for a moment at the human's speed, only then did he see that she attempted to strike but his timing faltered, the staff hit his leg and he fell over and dropped the M-3, after a few moments he threw his two fists up aimed directly for her stomach in an double uppercutting motion. As he made this attempt, he used the momentum of his arms to bring himself back up. His leg was still not ready to be brought up and he fell to a knee, he used this to his advantage and started to roll to reclaim the M-3.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), Manara (@KalenNighteyes), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)/Brutus (@Rookie)


What I'm doing: Killing/Fighting


Nishira frowned. "What is it with you men and your beauty talk. You really think I need a stylist?" She reached into the butler's abdomen and pulled some of his small intestine out. "Gore suits me better than beauty products." The lich took a bite out of his intestine. "Hmm... Not the worst I've tasted..."





Why'nn


She saw the muscles rippling, the attack coming. Why'nn began to roll out of the way but she was only fast enough to dodge one of the fists. His right fist slammed into her side and she was sent back a few feet. 'Must be faster. He has his ranged weapon again. Block the shots. Get in close again. Take his head.'





She thumbed her trigger and her blade hummed to life and she used the momentum of his blow to reposition to his side. Why'nn rattled a pair off and Brutus's gun began to heat up until it was burning. If he didn't drop it, it would hurt his hands.


Burning Disarm - Pathfinder_OGC
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Everybody


What I'm doing: Fighting


Brutus felt a heating sensation in his hands and he dropped his M-3 with a yelp, he stood up and brought his hands up into a defensive stance. Noticing the blade in the human's hand, he figured that he could bring his own to the challenge, he tapped a few commands into his Omni-Tool and a blade sprung to life, he charged and swung with the blade three times, the last time he sprung forward, clearly intent on a stab. He also brought up his other hand in an attempt to deliver a jab to the human's chin.


http://www.ign.com/wikis/mass-effect-3/Omni-Blade
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), Manara (@KalenNighteyes), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)/Brutus (@Rookie)


What I'm doing: Commanding/Fighting


Nishira turned and went back to her chair, sitting and not bothering to clean the blood from her mouth or hand. "Manara, dear, go take care of the pest. I know you're strong enough not to need help."





Why'nn


At the change in attack pattern, Why'nn got ready. She swung her staff, blocking his blows but she let him hit her.


In Faerun in the times before Lord Kelemvor, the servants of the gods of death and fatality had a reputation. Touching them, or their clothes, without permission caused a person to bleed from all orifices and be overcome with fatigue. Though her study, Why'nn had learned this technique.


As Brutus's fist connected with her chin (and probably would leave a great bruise), blood began to pour from all of his orifices and a wave of fatigue would pass over him. There was no look of satisfaction upon the girl's face, but she was, secretly, proud of herself for the move.


Death Domain - Pathfinder_OGC


Repose Domain - Pathfinder_OGC
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Manara (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Saying farewell


As Nishira sat back down to watch to fight, the taste of blood suddenly left her mouth. She hadn't heard the sound of a body standing up, or any noise at all save a voice, calm and composed as ever.


"Thank you for your co-operation. Will that be all Madame, or shall I take my leave?"


Behind her, Mr. Deeds stood, completely unharmed. There was no blood on the floors, no body, not even a tear in his suit.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Everybody


What I'm doing: Toppling over in pain


Brutus fell to his knees and grabbed the human's leg "What have you done to me?" The Turian then coughed up blood and spat some on the girl's shoe. He rolled over onto his back and yelled out "I yield!" as blood continued to poor from his body he lost consciousness.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Mostly Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), Manara (@KalenNighteyes), and... a butler? (@TommyGun15)/Brutus (@Rookie)


What I'm doing: Watching/Winning?


Nishira glared as the blood disappeared from her. That was disappointing. "Yes, yes. Go before I immolate you. Hm. Mr Drexo needs more work. Reagan Deimos versus Avalyn Shaw!"





Why'nn


As the Turian fell, Why'nn rushed forward to catch him. Just to make sure this wasn't a trick, she used another fatigue touch, without the bleeding, to make sure he stayed asleep. However, she also expended a healing spell to stop the bleeding before she handed him over to the nurses. She disengaged her blade and stowed her staff. "I do apologize," she whispered to the unconscious boy. "It is a power granted by my god. You will be fine. I did not realize it would affect you so severely."





Avalyn


The girl bounded into the pit , waiting for her opponent. She'd likely lose. Reagan in the future was insanely powerful. Avalyn knew she could never win against the woman, but she'd try against the girl.
 
Location: The Arena (because everyone uses bold for it)


With: Everyone, but fighting Avalyn (@folclor )


Doing: Round 2. Fight!


Reagan walked into the ring, a newfound confidence in her step. She had won her first round fight, after all. However, for this one she had precious little to go on. 'Used a dagger, probably has more. Maybe a gap-closing ability? Plan to keep distance and hit from range. Adapt accordingly.' Reagan drew her twin daggers and prepared for what she thought was coming, a rush.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Mostly Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


Doing: Fighting





"So, uh, hey. I know you're probably gonna beat me. Just wanted to say I hope I give you a run for your money." Avalyn smiled and pulled out two hilts. Thumbing the switches, she watched her daggers spring to life and she rushed at Reagan. She struck out, trying to catch her opponent's arm.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Everyone... but still fighting Avalyn (@folclor )


Doing: Just as planned!


Reagan thought Avalyn's statement was... really weird. Granted, when Avalyn rushed as Reagan had predicted, Reagan let electricity surge through her own daggers and went to block with one, letting the force behind Avalyn's swing start turning her around. Reagan blinked both above and behind Avalyn, letting momentum carry her around to a pair of electrically charged slashes to Avalyn's back, quickly blinking away and turning to see her opponent's next move.
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm speaking to: Nishira (@folclor ), Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ), Manara (@KalenNighteyes )


What I'm doing: Saying farewell


Mr. Deeds bowed to Nishira, then turned to Manara.


"If you would follow me, I will lead you to the entrance of the Cemetery."


Mr. Deeds looked back at Nishira, who was now watching the fighting again.


"Farewell Madame."


Then Mr. Deeds turned, and walked away. Ordinarily he wouldn't have used mundane means to travel to the Cemetery, but he was leading Manara, and he did not wish to be observed when he was... what was it he did? He could never properly remember, and he knew that this had absolutely nothing to do with 055.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Mostly Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


Doing: Fighting





Well, younger Reagan was certainly not untalented. Avalyn found herself in a maelstrom of electricity and slashes, wincing as both hit her. 'Okay, so Force Lightning probably doesn't actually hurt her...' But when Reagan backed off the girl was able to recoup a bit. She straightened and reached her hand out, using the Force to attempt to take her opponent's daggers from her. If that worked, she would send her own dagger flying toward Reagan.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Avalyn(@folclor )


Doing: Fighting


Reagan turned to see Avalyn extend her hand towards her, as her daggers were suddenly pulled from her hands. To add to the sight, Avalyn had thrown a plasma dagger. Reagan blinked behind Avalyn and turned to face her, hands sparking. 'Lasting too long. Stamina at risk. She could turn it around. End quickly.' Reagan brought her hands together and launched a lightning bolt at Avalyn.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Mostly Reagan (@shadowstrikr25)


Doing: Fighting





The lightning hit her, full force, and she cried out. Avalyn fell to the ground. And then a strange thing happened. Her heart stopped. That bolt of lightning was enough of a jolt to kill her. Because of the Arena's magic her heart started again, but faintly. The girl stared, glassy eyed, at the ceiling as nurses began to surround her. So this was what being near death was like. She let out a barely audible laugh. Yep. She was out. Reagan was definitely better. Her only regret, as she passed into unconsciousness, was not getting to face Uncle James.
 
Location- Arena


Who I'm with-Valian(@folclor) and Grim(@Grim Wraithe Stjerna


What I'm doing- watching.


"Yes Val...even Why'nn." Violet's eyes watched Why'nn move around the ring. "Trying to hurt a sibling isn't some strange act for me. It's why I'm here." She looked back to Valian. "I do request that you knock her out quick if you have the chance. I will do the same. Unlike in my past life my heart isn't cold. I don't wish to hurt her, but winning this tourmeant is the only thing I can do strike back at that women. She's evil Valian... she doesn't care about us at all." Vi's eyes lit up. "Winning this stupid thing over her hand picked bound students is a victory I want."
 
Location: The Arena (Nishira/ Valian)


Who I'm with: My students and teachers (@KalenNighteyes @Rookie @HanaJuni @TommyGun15 @BuzzedBeelzebub @StartingOver @shadowstrikr25 @Crimrose @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity @CERBERUS177 @Happy Red Mage @Lunaria Silver @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @HK 50 09)/mostly Grim and Violet(Nishira/Valian)


What I'm doing: Watching/Talking (Nishira/Valian)


Valian gave a slight smile. "Hey, you remembered my name! Thanks!" But the rest of her statement have him pause and worry. He furrowed his brow as she talked. "I've... Never even thought of hurting my sister before..." His tone was glum. "I mean, Why'nn's not my actual sister so it'll be different, but... you're sure about this? If any of us face Why'nn we knock her unconscious quickly? And what if we can't?"





Nishira watched. Well, at least a blind student won this match, too. "Violet Carver versus Connor Shaw! Begin!"
 
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