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Tournament of Magic

SilverSolis

The Reboot
A tournament is being held of the best wizards in the land. One of these wizards is Alnigha, An enchantment type wizard. An enchantment type wizard focuses on adding different aspects to a weapon. Alnigha uses a katana as her weapon. As she goes to the tournament she sees many different wizards of many different types. Suddenly her katana slides off her belt onto the ground making a loud clang.
 
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The blue cat had been aimlessly wandering about, realm hopping out of boredom. "Hey, hey boss! "Came a disembodied voice making the cat come to a sudden halt and his ears twitched out of sight irritation, "Yes, Bob?" he replied. "Go back to that last realm, boss man. I thought I spotted a tourney going on. Mayhaps you could find some sort of entertainment there?" The blue feline creature stood there in complete silence as he contemplated the suggestion before reaching into a pouch at his side, digging in what apleared to be infinitate space before pulling out a decapitated head of a rotted corpse with all kinds of vile matter oozing off of it. The blue cat had brought it up to his own face, it's eyes leveled to his closed lids, "That.. actually just might prove to be a fun idea. You just might have earned your body back, you bloody zombie." With that said he stuffed the head back into the hole of the bag as it tried to say something that got muffled beyond any recognition.


He thought for a moment as he focused back onto the realm he was just in and slashed the air in front of him and stepped through. On the other side when he had fully emerged through, the cut had closed like a zipper. His ears twitched as he turned his head around as if he was looking about taking in all the sounds about. He tapped his claws over his mask in thought as he tried to figure out where the arena was where the main event was going to be held. He started to wander about,his ears continuously twitching as he made his way around until he found the thick of the noise from the crowd and chuckled, "Found it."


He started to walk towards the arena where this other person was standing and just suddenly stopped in mid step completely still like a statue for a few seconds. He giggled. With a simple snap of his claws his voice was amplified like a megaphone as he began to sing, "You spin me right round, baby" he started to move again, but this time his hips began to sway like a dancer and he spun in a slow circle as his tail coiled around the mid section of his body, "right round like a record, baby," when he was facing the other contestant once more he pointed directly at her and continued to sing, "right round, round round, "he then spun around again and then spun the other direction as he kept moving forward. "You spin me right round," he then did a back bend and stood in his paws looking between his arms at her and curled his legs up like a kitten being held by the gruff of their neck and pointed at her again with his tail as it coiled around his waist two times, "baby right round, like a record, baby," he then spun around on his paws a few times to the right and stopped to face her directly and holding up his left paw, shifting all of his weight onto his right, and twirled his paw in circles trying to imitate a record player as he finished singing, "Right round, round round."


When he was finished singing the effects of his applied voice wore off and with a push off the ground with his paw he jumped and spun into a flip landing on all fours two feet away from her and simply said, "Meow," he was mocking her with a cat call as he started to giggle like a crazed insane asylum escapee as he then stood up to face her ready for a good time with her.
 
Alnigha stood there with a blank expression of her face as the other people around began to back away. It was obvious she was angry and embaressed by all this. She then picked up her katana which instantly blew up into flames.


¨I would just like to know...Who are you and why have you come here? Unless you have official papers saying you can even participate, Leave.¨


She then said waving the blade near you. It is a blazing heat if almost an entire city was on fire.


(THERE WAS SO MANY PARAGRAPHS)
 
Even though the eyes were hidden behind closed lids, it was blatantly clear they were looking directly at the heated blade of the katana pointing at him. The blue cat showed no sign of care that it he was potentially being threatened by this sword wielding woman. In fact he was actually visibly yawning behind his mask, "That's a pretty fancy toothpick you have there. I hope you didn't overpay too much for a child's toy such as this." His voice carried a hint of a giggles as he spoke. If paid enough attention to, it would be obvious that the giggles were that of an insane man. He then swung his tail around, in a slow motion movements, and he started grooming the tip with his claws, his attention now closed gaze fully on it, as he ears twitched still.


He began to whistle the tune to 'Whistle While You Work' from the Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. He very casually snapped his claws and paused the whistling just for a few seconds to say before continuing tohis once more, "Lola, come! " A moment later a low growling was audible coming from behind the cat in the exact direction he had came from. Seconds later an 8 foot tall dog was making its way towards him. The beast had two heads, one of which looked like its neck was broken several times and left to heal over and the other neck looked to have scars upon scars of bite marks all over it. In between the heads just below the necks conjoining area was a thick deforms stub of what appeared to be a third head that was growing but for some reason just deformed into the stump that it is now. The beasts fur was matted and falling off everywhere revealing dead and rotting flesh that slowly has been peeling back and falling off. It's body clearly was a full and thick frame and obviously far from malnourished, if it were an ordinary dog, but there were gapping holes in random places over it's body that showed more than what most would care to see such as bones, innards and even working organs. It had three in a half tails that was in just as bad, if not worse, condition as the beasts necks were. Scarred, broken, deformed and stump. It's legs were just like its body, thick and healthy if it were any other normal dog, but rotted flesh and matted fur revealing muscle tissue and bone structure on different areas of the legs. The paws seemed to the most 'normal' looking part of this hellish beast. Not as much rot and decay was as visible but there were no ing it, these paws had power behind them. Along its legs had anywhere between 1-3 extra limbs sprouting from them, deformed stubby legs or deformed paws.


It walked up to this blue cat who clearly had called it from God knows where. With each step it's posture was that of a demanding nature, commanding respect. Once it got to its master it had nuzzled each head into his paws as he petted it. Mhmhmhmh, Lola, my dear girl. Go fetch me my rolled parchment. Article P72D-3DL8-I69U-002B. And do be quick about it," he said very nonchalantly as if there was no upset woman waving an over heating sword at him. The dog, Lola, growled in acknowledgement and jumped over him and instead of landing on the ground it just melted into the ground. He remained silently to himself as he kept grooming the tip of his tail.


Moments later the same growl from earlier Chas heard again coming from the crowded area as before as Lola had returned. There was an old looking rolled up piece of parchment in the hawks of the left head as the right bared it's fangs but had it's head lowered looking away from the right growling, it was clear the left head was the more dominant head. When it had approached the cat once more he had released his tail and dug back into the pouch and pulled back out the decapitated head and tossed it into the air, "About time you wrapped your fingers around my head and gave a good tug out of its confinement, boss," it said with a loud snicker at it's bad joke while being thrown into the air. He then took the parchment from the dogs mouth and the second he did it jumped up into the air to fight over and fetch the airborne head,"Oh yes, boss, shove my head into her mouth! Oooh, it feels just so right in between her lips," it said as the dog had landed back onto the ground, still fighting over which gets to bite and gnaw on it. "Go on home Lola dear, good girl." The cat stated as he begun to open the parchment. "There ain't nothing better than two girls fighting over who's mouth your head goes into as they race offhome.no wait, there is! Twin sisters fighting over who's mouth your head goes into! " The head exclaimed excitedly still popping off with its corny sexual jokes as Lola ran off back towards the crowd taking a long leap and melding into the ground once more again.


When he had finished unrolling the the parchment he looked it over and with a satisfied nod of his head he giggled hysterically. "This parchment gives me all the permission needed," he casually walked towards this woman hands g the scroll to her so she could read it for herself. If she took it and read it then she would read 'The holder of this parchment, hereby is given permission, expressed by the High Emperor and High Empress of the enflame lands of the the eternal, to participate in any and all contests and tournaments. If this right is not acknowledged or is refused then whomever has done so she be damned to eternal suffering by the holders hands for all eternity.' As she would read this, if she did decide to read it, he would say in a very matter of family voice, "I am just bored. Heard there was some fun to be had here. Now, this is how I see it. You have only but two choices here. 1: Tell me to fuck off. 2: Take my challenge into your games. If you choose the first, well then I am going to enforce my will upon you and do everything within my power to take your life and claim your soul as my prize. Either way, I see fighting in either scenario. And if you'd like my opinion and advice, I'd suggest you go and take number two."
 
Alnigha has seen alot of things, but this was more than just A lot of things. She stood there in slight disbelief barely muttering a sound. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. All she knew is that he was serious, and she needed to win. She put her sword back into its sheath on her belt. Alnigha could hear her heart pounding as if it was leaving her chest. So she started to calm herself down by breathing slowly but couldnt help the thought of her being on the ground souless. She couldn't help that feeling, but maybe she could rub some off on this Blue cat herself.


¨Lets get this straight, I am the Royal Mage of this land and you must play by my rules as well. First of all, if you have those rules on me you have to have them on yourself. That is the rule of the tournament. OF course you would get your own soul so you would be fine. Second of all, this is to see who is the best wizard, not to gamble on.¨
 
No sooner had she finished getting the words out of her mouth had this blue cat burst into an insanely hysterical fit of the giggles. It almost seemed as if he had literally just lost the very last grain of common sense that had struggled to remain. His giggling roared loudly as he threw his head back and his knees had all but buckled down as he fought to keep his balance stammering about while clutching tightly onto his abs with his was. He went so hard that his closed lids had streams of tears falling through the fur on his face.


When he was finally able to regain somewhat control again he could barely keep abrupt insane giggles from bursting out as he spoke, "Oh no, my dear. Hehehahehe. You misunderstand your current situation, hehe. I came in peace, " he began to snicker uncontrollably, "this time. You asked if I had necessary paperwork, " he extended his paw with grabby fingers motioning for the parchment. "I hope these will be sufficient enough for you. Hehaahehe, I came out of boredom after hearing about, haahahehahehe, and decided to test my own magical and combat prowess. Hehehehaaha, but if you decline my peaceful approach, hehahaahehe, then I am going to do it anyways. And if I do that then, hehehaHA , I will be collecting souls. Peaceful, just for funnies. Hehehehehahaheha. Forcefully, souls for compensation."


He reached up to remove the mask from his face and hook it onto the back beltoop on his pants. He then balled his paw up and slammed it hard into the dead middle of his face with enough force to decimate any normal creatures nose beyond repair with loud enough sound given off to be heard in the crowd. Immediately upon contact his giggle fits ceased instantly. His paw dropped and he had a slow and heavy breathing as he began to give off a very taint and dark vibes from himself. He tilted his head to the right slowly as each crack in his neck could clearly be heard individually by this woman in front of him. He then did the same the other direction. His tail slowly swayed back and forth behind him with the vigor of a wild hungry predator. He dropped his jaw as the bone there was heard being popped loudly as he then lulled his tongue out limply to the left side of his jaw. "Well, if there are no other worries or questions, who's opponent shall I be in the first round?"
 
Alnigha Whipped out a sheet containing all the lineups for the tournament. She looked at it waiting for it to change. Then she saw his first match up to be with Argos,The Champion of the Slain. She stood there seeing it would be a good match up for these type of wizards. Two wizards who seem insane.


¨Your match up should be against Argos. The champion of the slain...¨
 
"Argos?" The blue cat said mockingly. "Don't tell me, is he some big demon monster that you saw while saying Devil May Cry 2 and thought he looked cool with all those differ heads and appendages and decided to try and bring it to life? Let me guess, all those tentacles looked appealing to you?" He couldn't help but to laugh at his own lame joke. "Well, when tentacle hentai can no longer do the job," he turned around and took a slow, long, deep breath and stretched his body just like a cat. He then turned around and shook his head slowly, "Well, where's the poor fool? Produce and let's mingle"
 
(CHARACTER SWITCH, DO THIS PRETTY FREQUENTLY)


Argos was in a black cloak, his face slightly being seen, he turned to his name being called out taking off his hood to show white eyes, eyes of a blind man.


¨Alnigha, I heard my name, do you finally want to have a fight to the death now? Of course you dont! You're scared are'nt you, scared of a simple blind man.¨ Argos then turned to you as if he could see you


¨You! You are the one fighting me in the tournament yes? If so you better resign now, Once I am done with you, you wont have anything left to live for.¨"he said with a smirk. He sort of gave of the insane old man vibe yet, was clearly in his thirties. Then a black circle appeared infront of him as he walked into it he said


¨See you in a couple of hours, Cat¨
 
Guren slowly sauntered in, two large men following close behind him. Guren cocked his ears back, looking down. He reached the entrance, looking up at the large coliseum. He sighed, pushing through the crowd of people waiting in line to enter. Little did he know, he was about to shove the wrong contestant. As he was sending the crowd to the left or right of him, he reached the person in the front of the line, Alnigha. Guren shoved her onto the ground, her sword falling out of its sheath. Out of my way! he exclaimed with an attitude. I'm entering first so I can get this over with. Get back in my way, and you'll regret it for the rest of what little life you have!
 
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(CHARACTER SWITCH ALNIGHA)


Alnigha hit the ground rubbing her head a bit then got up furiously. "You! You shoved me to the ground, just does everyone want to kill me today!" she said angerly. She then picked up her sword and went to attack this contestant, for being so rude. She didnt have the sword on fire wanting the minimal amount of damage possible.
 
He chuckled, enabling his translucent state. As he did so, he watched the sword go straight through him. Save it for the battle, twerp. He said jokingly.
 
"rrrrr" she groweled in anger and then breathed slowly calming down. "Sorry, just quick to anger, thats all" She put her sword back into its sheath and looked at the unfamiliar competator "I'm Alnigha, enchantment and fire wizard. How about you, whats your name?"
 
Guren once again became touchable. Guren, Guren Tatzumaki. I hope I don't have to kick your ass later, it would be a waste of my time.
 
"That is sorta the point of the tournament. To beat people though. If you dont want to why are you compeating?" she asked curiously. It was obvious he was annoyed at something but she didnt know what.
 
For a reason that you would have to prove worthy to know, and you obviously haven't shown that yet. The two men behind Guren shoved Alnigha aside and put him on the Entry List.
 
"I am just going to stand aside. Dont need to be piercing people. Its unhealthy." she said and slightly chuckeled "How would i prove myself worthy exactly?
 
You'll find out soon enough...He said mysteriously.
 
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He sighed with a sick and twisted smile, coiling his tail around a hidden dagger's hilt. Lets just hope you don't have to fight me, it won't end well for you... He walked in for his first fight, ready for whatever may happen.
 
"Oh, really? Don't be so bold, it can be your downfall" she said in a wise voice. She was calm now, slightly radiating a magical aura
 
He was still in earshot, indicated by him cocking back his ears at the sound of Alnigha's voice. He entered the large coliseum, viewing the field, memorizing every little bit of it so he could plan how to attack his first opponent.


Next Day (I do that a lot when I'm bored of the conversation, sorry)


Guren was walking along the sidewalk of the massive city, watching as people use their magic to earn money as entertainers. He chuckled a bit, thinking how desperate those people must be. He then spotted Alnigha across the street. He flipped the hood of his poison blue colored jacket over his head and plugged in some ear buds so he could avoid any contact with her. The men that were usually following him weren't there, for he had been ordered to meet the other contestants. However, he was actually going to roam the streets for a while and just look them up on his phone. He walked quickly past Alnigha, yet accidentally brushing his arm against hers. The movement of his jacket caused his tail to peek out of it. He stopped nervously, hoping that she didn't notice.
 
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Guren sighed in discomfort, turning around slowly. He lifted his tail back under his jacket, an embarrassed look on his face. He then, finally, worked up the courage to speak. H-hey, Alnigha... I... didn't expect to see you out here... I figured you would be training for the tournament or something.
 

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