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Colosseum Free Form Training [Open to all]

Vellichor

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The training ground is a wide open flat land with a simple wooden fence enclosing a large two story house in the exact center.


I stood in silent meditation for my training partner to arrive. Stuck into the ground is a 4'5" long sword, a wide base that tapered off into a fine point. I am 6'9" with an athletic build honed by a life time of Muay Thai and swordsmanship. This meant my entire body was extremely developed, bones conditioned into raw power. To push further I wear heavy weights on my legs and arm guards that double as training a gear. My black tunic, is weighted as well. I'm otherwise barefoot and my white loose fitting pants offer no restrictions. I'm the superhuman to superhumans at his physical peak.


As my body had been trained to it's perfection I've begun honing my psychic abilities. In silent meditation, I wait.


[Anyone and everyone can join. Just push me to my limit.]
 
((^U^)I actually meant what state, but I guess it doesn't matter.


(By the way, someone posted a question in the OOC section.)
 
Yahlie walked casually towards the house, caring the spear in her hands with a cloth wrapped around the tip (at the insistence of the buss driver) and on her back, a Jansport backpack bulging with markers, pens, coloring books, snacks, disposable cameras and a collection of knick-knacks from the ALL the local gift shops.


Yeeeeeaaaah, she may have dilly-dallied a little bit on the way here.


Anyway, she hardly looked prepared for such a high caliber spar. She had no weapon other than her stick-and-stone spear and a Knife she got with a $5 utensil kit (and it's actually stick-and-crystal spear, so that's a step up, I guess), she carried herself with the air of a clueless hitchhiker (which she was), and she had no armor to speak of save a blue, quarter sized stone on a choker, and an "I ❤️ Denver" cap on her head with self-modified holes for her ears


Hm?... Oh yeah, the ears. Forgot to mention: Yahlie was not human. Not remotely. She was a Coyum. An extra-terrestrial creature that sort of resembles a bipedal cross between a fox, a coyote, and a squirrel. She stood about 5 feet tall from the toes of her digitigrade feet to the tips of her pointy ears, the length of which was covered in sunshiny yellow fur. Being a tree climbing race, her figure was small and extreamly slim, though lacking in typical feminine anatomy (no breasts), and came equipped with retractable claws and a long, bushy tail. Her muzzle was long and narrow like a fox, complete with a set of pointy fangs. And her eyes, sharply contrasting her yellow fur, were a brilliant turquoise color that beemed with child like energy and intelligence. They also perfectly matched the stone she wore apon her throat.


Yahlie approached the gate, and apon finding the person she assumed she looking for standing out in the yard like a scarecrow (an overly stuff and overly decorated scarecrow, I know, but she had to wonder for a minute), she waved her hand in the air and beamingly shouted, "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! YAHLIE HERE!"
 
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I turned and picked up my sword. "Is this real life... The fuck is that thing even?" I thought to myself as I placed the blade vertical to my right shoulder, held in both hands. I didn't speak, I simply took a stance. Left leg slid forward and right back, both softly bent to apply my weight evenly.


"Defend yourself or die. Thing." I spat with extreme prejudice. The world around me became heavy, an invisible and silent tension of psionic force. I growled low, a lion ready to pounce.
 
Yahlies stood outside the fence with her ears flat and her eyes wide in a surprised, fish-eyed expression. NOT the welcome she was expecting for a friendly spar. Was he joking?... No. No there was something off about that guy. She could feel that.


"Um... Ok!" She said, putting her friendly smile back on. "Wrong add-dress! Yahlie leave! Bye-bye!" Then she turned around and (quickly) walked away, thinking the man would leave her alone if she got off of his territory.


Eek.
Yahlie thought as she pulled out a map. Grumpy
 
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((' :) ) Sorry. Just trying to stay in character.)
 
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(I was just wondering if characters with powers were allowed? Obviously they don't need to be realistic but still are powers allowed? )
 
(Nice because i am looking for a fight that can actually challenge my characters. Most RP's from the Coliseum are dead or 1x1 so I would like to join here. I have multiple characters so I could fight anyone who is really xD )
 
(This is a very relaxed RP. Hop on in. Velli isn't present at the moment but I am, and I need something to herd my character back into the ring)
 
Oh I thought you didn't want to continue so you were leaving lol.


Yes you may join and use any abilities or powers as long as they arnt time space gravity or teleportation. Absolute defenses suxk too, but just play fair and we're good.


Both of you may attack me at once. It's fine with me.
 
MrMopp said:
Yahlies stood outside the fence with her ears flat and her eyes wide in a surprised, fish-eyed expression. NOT the welcome she was expecting for a friendly spar. Was he joking?... No. No there was something off about that guy. She could feel that.
"Um... Ok!" She said, putting her friendly smile back on. "Wrong add-dress! Yahlie leave! Bye-bye!" Then she turned around and (quickly) walked away, thinking the man would leave her alone if she got off of his territory.


Eek.
Yahlie thought as she pulled out a map. Grumpy
(Alright I shall get everything started. Michael is very violent and would attack without a reason. Also just a warning Michael uses "puppets" that he controls. So when I ma fighting, I am not just throwing different characters at you, it all Michael.)


Out of nowhere a fist strikes her in the head head with enough force to send her flying into the other guy. (sorry I couldn't find your characters name) Cracking there knuckles a man walks forward until Michael snaps his fingers. "That's enough Gaia, we have made our presences known." Gaia's body crumbles into dirt and fades into the ground. "I sensed incredible power from over here and I just couldn't resist coming over here and seeing if it was worth my time. So, if you don't mind please keeping me entertained." There is an intense malicious and bloodthirsty aura surrounding Michael.


(Gaia:
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Michael:
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A body was flung at me. The tension in the air suddenly seemed chaotic as a mass of invisible hands reached out to slam into the body. The body flung wouldn't get within ten feet of me, it would be tossed out of my path. The four telekinetic hands would be brought back around me and I would charge the new comer, Michael.


Weary of the one that disappeared into the dirt, my guess was for travel and manipulation, I propelled myself into the air, skating a foot above the ground as if on ice. My sword leaned vertical to my shoulder, I leaped higher about thirty feet up and forty forward. As I did I swung, my arms held the strength of a sword master and a compressed blade of wind shot out at two hundred miles per hour toward michael with enough strength to leave a deep cut across the chest. Two of my tk hands were trailing behind it attempting to grab the other by the throat and right ankle.
 
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Vellichor said:
A body was flung at me. The tension in the air suddenly seemed chaotic as a mass of invisible hands reached out to slam into the body. The body flung wouldn't get within ten feet of me, it would be tossed out of my path. The four telekinetic hands would be brought back around me and I would charge the new comer, Michael.
Weary of the one that disappeared into the dirt, my guess was for travel and manipulation, I propelled myself into the air, skating a foot above the ground as if on ice. My sword leaned vertical to my shoulder, I leaped higher about thirty feet up and forty forward. As I did I swung, my arms held the strength of a sword master and a compressed blade of wind shot out at two hundred miles per hour toward Michael with enough strength to leave a deep cut across the chest. Two of my tk hands were trailing behind it attempting to grab the other by the throat and right ankle.
Michael didn't even move, letting the compressed blade of air come at him with full power. It came within inches of Michael but at the last second a torrent of wind spins around Michael fast enough that it acts as a barrier. The blade of wind along with the tk hands are distorted by the barrier. it picked up dirt and derby making a smoke screen. Just as fast as the torrent came it vanishes and the dirt settles, once cleared Michael was gone. In his place stood 6 different people. Michael's voice echo's out as if it were coming form all directions, it was simply a manipulation of air molecules. Vibrating them in a way that would make Michael's voice come form all directions. "Here's the deal, if you can defeat my Elemental six then I will admit defeat. If they beat you into submission you will become my new plaything, is that a deal?"


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-Pyro
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-Aques http://hdwallpapers.cat/wallpaper/rain_blue_hair_girl_schooluniform_sad_anime_hd-wallpaper-612278.jpg


-Gaia
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-Electro
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-Yen-yang
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-Aether
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I landed and kept my blade ready. The psionic energy increasing around me as the mass of arms returned to my side. I was thirty feet away. The arms became visible, their pitch went from low to medium, this meant they were able to grab and lift enormous objects or tear them into two. I now had six hands, as well as the ability to sense through them. "Bring it on."
 
Vellichor said:
I landed and kept my blade ready. The psionic energy increasing around me as the mass of arms returned to my side. I was thirty feet away. The arms became visible, their pitch went from low to medium, this meant they were able to grab and lift enormous objects or tear them into two. I now had six hands, as well as the ability to sense through them. "Bring it on."
Pyro lifts there hand into the air and a gargantuan ball of fire forms blocking the sky, its radius is at 2,640 feet. Though the ball began to shrink smaller and smaller, as it shrinks the heat increases exponentially. It then becomes the size of a marble though the heat was so grate that your body feels like its on fire even though your nowhere near it. Though it takes a bit to form so while Pyro is doing that Electro takes the initiative moving at a blinding speed and delivering a flurry of blows. Each punch is packed full of electricity and will deal 10,000 volts wit each, even if you doge enough electricit y is released that you will get hit with an after shock. At this point Pyro will flick the marble sized ball of fire at you at over five hundred miles per hour. Electro then changes into electricity moving out of the way of the ball. Aether manipulates the air around you condensing it to the point where you can't move out of the way.
 
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(I think Yahlie might have crashed through a window of the house. And with a blow that hard, out for the count for now.)


(@TheMADQ, I'm not mad at you, but for future reference, you need to give me a chance to counter your attacks)
 
(Oh, and her crystal-tipped spear is still outside on the field. It has some interesting properties, I just haven't decided what yet.
 

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