Melee! (Winklewood, Calamity, Zach)

[hualord]

# of Fighters: 3

Names of Fighters: Ellis Winklewood, Calamity Scorn, Zach

Arena Description: After Class In Winklewood's Classroom

Match Type: Melee (Winklewood Vs. All)

Special Rules: Statistic/Role-Playing Combo

Special Conditions: After class was tended to, and Aureus was sent off, Mr. Winklewood held Miss Scorn after class, to discuss her tardiness on her. He began to make sexual advances, when Zach overheard them, and listened. However, just as Zach pressed crashed in, Mr. Winklewood pressed a rather well hidden button. Now, the door has been locked and sealed, and Mr. Winklewood has the key. The glass windows are reinforced, making break-through impossible. And the Enforcers are coming. Calamity and Zach must defeat Mr. Winklewood, before 30 minutes passes, and escape! Then, Mr. Winklewood will not persue them!

You must defeat Mr. Winklewood before he makes 35 posts!

XP: +4 Winner(s) (1 winning, 1 participation, 1 Special Conditions, 1 Stat/Rp Combo), +3 Loser(s) (1 Participation, 1 Special Conditions, 1 Stat/Rp Combo)

Post Order: Winklewood-Calamity-Zach -or-
Winklewood-Zach-Calamity.

-Once the post order has been determined, it cannot be undermined! No exceptions!

[Mr. Winklewood]

IS SEXY TIME!?

There was a... grin on Mr. Winklewood's face, as he bid Aureus ado. Whether fake or real was yet to be determined, but he had to see as to what this would lead up to. Now then. He swivled his chair to face the Japanese girl. "...Now then..."

He stood up, rather abruptly. His eyes somewhat more closed, the grin never stopping. "...I do not like tardies in my class, Miss Scorn. I do not like them a lot. And I will have to mark you down for this... do you understand?" Sounding sincerely apologetic. He was sincere, but his right hand was grabbing for a yardstick, placed behind him, as his left hand slowly pressed a button underneath his desk. Informing the 'Enforcers' of something. He just had to keep this girl inside here for a minute, so that the door would be sealed shut.

"...Unless, of course..." suddenly, his yardstick swung up through the air, through little rotation of his wrists, and dove down, jabbing forward, inbetween the legs of the girl. He grew harder, as he grinned, looking at her. No saliva. Just peering at her, from behind his eye lids.

"..Either you let me have your way for you, and I can assure you that you'll pass the class, and maybe.. correct all your failed classes, or you defeat me in combat. In which case, you'll get 50 points extra credit in here, and I'll never bother you again. Ever. You can even call Mr. Katashi on me. You've got... 30 minutes to decide. Less then, to decide, before Enforcers break in here, and send you into severe corporal punishment, or until you decide to let me.." he lightly slammed his yardstick up to that little point between her legs, as his grin grew toothier. "..'Have it my way'. Just like at Burger King."

"What do you say? If you fight, I won't 'rape' you... I promise. I'm a masochist, after all. I get off either way."

Truth, lies... what do you believe? What will you do? Hmm?

[Jenna Scorn]

She had stayed in her seat after class left. Blue orbs down cast on the desk table top till it was her turn to speak with the teacher. And when he spoke, her head would snap up to draw her attention towards him. She blinked her eyes, brushing a few strands of pink hair from her eyes.


"...I do not like tardies in my class, Miss Scorn."

She'd bow her head to him, almost as if she was begging for his forgiveness.
She was trying to be a better student.
Pass her classes.
This was not a good start at all.

"Gomen nasai Wrinklewood-Sensei."

"I do not like them a lot. And I will have to mark you down for this... do you understand?"

She'd nod, looking up at him now.
Strands of hair falling back to clear her vision.

"Hai, it won't happen again."

She was reaching for her things now, readying herself to stand.
Reaching for her messenger bag.


"...Unless, of course..."

"Hm?"

She'd look up at him, eyes slightly widening when that yardstick was placed between her legs.
Her body stiffened, those eyes glancing down, and then up again at the teacher.
Her fingertips loosening their grip on bag and letting it fall to the floor.

"..Either you let me have your way for you, and I can assure you that you'll pass the class, and maybe.. "

"Neh?"


Blinked her eyes, now those thin brows narrowing upon him.
The small Japanese girl was obviously flustered now.


"-correct all your failed classes, or you defeat me in combat. In which case, you'll get 50 points extra credit in here, and I'll never bother you again."

Licking her lower lip.
Her chest heaving slightly as she tried to steady her breathing.


" Ever. You can even call Mr. Katashi on me. You've got... 30 minutes to decide. "

Hiroko-san.

Yes, she could call Hiroko.
Her eyes drifted to the side, glancing at the messenger bag where her cell phone was located.
But she would let her eyes return to him.


"Less then, to decide, before Enforcers break in here, and send you into severe corporal punishment, or until you decide to let me.."

Shiiit.
The Enforcers.

Those had been the brutes she'd seen at the assembly, and her flesh crawled at the mere thought of that.

And as pressured was applied, she'd bite her tongue.
Letting her teeth clamp tight together as her cheeks would gently flush.

Now, she decided.

She didn't need Hiroko.

And her right hand would slam against the desk.
Palm flat against the hard surface as she sat up in her seat.
Glaring at the teacher before her.

"Nani?"
(what?)

A smile curling on her lips.

"Mo ichido itte kudasai?"
(What's that you say?)

Head tilting to the side.

"You want Calamity's happy fun time?"

And letting her head tilt in the opposite direction.

"Iie kekko desu!!!!!"
(No thank you!)

And with that hand pressed against the table, she'd lift herself.
Left leg planted on the floor, her other leg lifting up, and out to try and plant a kick upon the teacher's face.

[Mekiel Echigo]

Boredom.

That was what was shown on the boys face. A look of total boredom. He had no idea where he was going, nor why he was going there, for that matter. He then heard a sudden *whack*.

He turned his attention to the door closest to him, thinking that was where it was coming from, and sighed. It was all he had to do, even if there was going to be a fight, so he ran toward the door, and leaned against it. If he was going to do anything, he needed to know what was going on first. After he heard what he did, he chuckled slightly, and pushed the door open, and walked in.

All he needed to see was the yard stick between the girl's legs, and her kick at the teachers face, and he knew what was going on. Well, some of it, at least. He closed the door behind him, and walked forward, hoping he wasn't getting into anything that he didn't want to get into.

[If it needs to be editted, I will edit. =D]

[Mr. Winklewood]

ENGAGING!

"Nani?"

"Huh?"

"Mo ichido itte kudasai?"

"..I don't speak Japanese..."

"You want Calamity's happy fun time?"

An eyebrow cocked, and his grin grew, ten-fold, as his eyes widened. Suddenly dawning on him.

"Iie kekko desu!!!!!"

*WHACK!*

Blood trickled, from underneath her foot. But..

"..Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..."

Slowly backing up from it, there was an obviously DELIGHTED look on Mr. Winklewood's face.

"If that was your best shot to take me down... I grade that an 'F'...Ya know... I'm GLAD you chose to fight me instead.---" A boy walked in. The grin widened.

*CLICK.CLICK.CLICK.CLICK.*

The door suddenly sealing shut behind the boy. ...Apparently, Mr. Winklewood had a lot of connections with the Enforcers. How much metal had just went through the door, and locked it up? And in a criss-cross fashion, no less?

"Well then, boy and girl... LET'S PLAY!"

A delighted look on his face, blood trailing down his forehead, letting go of the yard stick, he rushed towards Calamity with wide, right straight punch aimed at her face, as he rushed forward. Meaning that even fi he missed, he'd rush past her.

OOC:

Winklewood Has To Make 33 More Posts!

[Jenna Scorn]

She heard foot steps falling into the class room, and as she'd bounce back away from the teacher she couldn't help but glance over her shoulder.


The clicks could be heard, and that body would stiffen yet again. Knowing fully well what was going on.
Her heart pounded against her chest.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiit.

Well, there was someone else.
At least she wasn't alone.
But she wasn't going to save him, right now it was every man for himself.

"Well then, boy and girl... LET'S PLAY!"

Now, he was heading straight for her.
Hand aimed at her face.
Her precious face.

Calamity hadn't been graced with a full figure, like some girls.
So the only money maker would be her face, and she would be damned if this bastard would ruin her pretty face.

She'd head for him as well.
Feet quickly falling as they charged at one another.
And before she'd come at arms length, that body would fall.
Dropping to the ground and skidding between the teachers legs, as if she'd just hit home base.

She'd done this in hopes of the teacher going after the boy.
Every man for himself, right?
She was trying to buy time, so she could come up with a plan.

[Mekiel Echigo]

Meh.

Zach let both arms fall loosely to his sides, and firmly placed his left foot against the tiled floor. He then rushed forward, thinking of doing what he thought what he should do. Once the girl slid beneath the teacher's legs, Zach sidestepped.

He then held his right foot firm against the ground, as to make sure he wouldn't fall, and would send his left foot at the teacher's face. Of course, what he was doing was most likely going to get him in trouble, but oh well. He felt like doing something to ease his boredom, and if he was going to get involved in this fight, he'd help the girl.

His foot would come to strike not at the nose of the teacher, nor the forehead. Zach was striking for the right temple with the tip of his shoe, and if it would hit, he'd send his heel into the left temple. This would most likely wear him out a bit, if not knock him out.

[Mr. Winklewood]

*WHACK* *WHACK*

I must reiterate.

*WHACK!*

*WHACK!*

With each shot, Winklewood recoiled back, almost on the verge of falling backwards, but, right as he was about to, he stopped.

"..Haha...."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Frighteningly, his hands shot forward, or, in this case, behind him, grabbing a nearby desk, and slammed it down towards this new opponent. Whether or not it hit, the splinters and loose pieces of metal would bat away at everyone in the vicinity, but Winklewood seemed to not notice the thick bar that whacked itself into his head.

If there was still time, he'd use the momentum to bounce back, and this time, do a head-smash, in spite of the fact that his temple was already visibly bleeding.

White peoples' is CRAZY bitches.

[Jenna Scorn]

Did you ever have a time in your life, where it would seem as if the world just suddenly went still.
As if someone had pressed the pause button on the remote of your whole life?

Well, thats what happened.
It was almost as if time stood still now.

And Calamity would take this moment.
This very instant of her life to rethink this moment.
But nothing would come.

And she'd lick her lower lip.
Watching as the two males would begin to fight.
And something deep inside of Calamity sank.
Almost rock bottom.

She had been trying to better herself.
She was going to school, actually going to class.
Actually doing the work.
She had a job, two in fact.

She had been praying.
Every night she'd pray.

And this is how god repaid her?

Those hands tightened.
Tightened into fists at her side as she'd glare at the two.

As far as she was concerned, the two were her enemies.

But for now, it would seem the teacher might have the upper advantage.

After all, this was his room.
His turf.
And they were locked inside.

Readying herself, now those feet stamping upon the ground.
Balls of her feet meeting ground and then air and ground again as she'd run towards the teacher.

And without a word, she was like a cat.
Some sort of wild beast.

Springing from the ground, a leap towards a desk, and yet another till she'd lift off.
Legs springing her towards the teacher, as to attack him from behind.

If she'd make contact, and land upon him her legs would wrap about his frame while her arms would go about his neck.
As if to put that man in some sort of choke hold.

But if she didn't make it, well, she'd fall tot he ground.

[Mekiel Echigo]

Zach grimaced, and attempted to sidestep, and dodge the attack, and follow up with one of his own, but he wasn't quick enough, really. As he attempted his sidestep, the desk still managed to strike his elbow, and the pain shot throughout his entire arm. He winced, and let out a silent scream. He leapt to the side, rolling slightly as he did so. His shoulder was weak, and the attack caused bleeding. Besides, what attack from a desk wouldn't cause bleeding?

Zach gripped his bicep, and then charged forward, sidestepping to the right, then leaping onto a desk as he did so. He would push off of the desk, causing it to topple over, and do a 360 spin in the air. He would attempt to drop-kick the teacher at the top of the head, the weakest part. After that, if it hit, he would slam his elbow into the teachers bottom jaw, and then thrust his left fist into his solar plexus.

If he missed, however, he would fall to the floor, hurting his heel rather then anything else. He'd fall but quickly get back up to strike again.

Obstinance.

[Mr. Winklewood]

OH RLY!?

The boy was readily coming into attack him. Heh. Drop-kick!? I DON'T THINK---OH TEH NOES!

I've seemingly forgotten about Japanese Girl #2...

"HURK!".. Suddenly choked, such soft legs, tightening around him. ..Rather kinky---*WHACK!*

Now see. When you make someone double over like that... they have a tendency to subconsciously fall. And there seemed to be lack of coordination here. So when Mr. Winklewood fell forward, with the weight of a Japanese girl on his back, after being hit rather hard on top of the head with a rather ferocious kick... well...

Head's sorta, KINDA pounding, with blood coming out it, smiling or not. That hurt.

...The girl's on top of him. And the boy's trying to elbow him. And Mr. Winklewood's keeling over a few inches lower, bringing the girl up to level.

...

WHO DO YOU THINK HE'LL HIT!?

[Jenna Scorn]

OOC: Sorry its such a shitty post.
I was sort of uncertain what was going on.

He was falling.
Rather quickly.

And Calamity didn't seem to have time to move.
Well, with her legs wrapped around him.
But the teacher was toping over, and the other boy was attacking.
but with the way they were positioned now, the other boys attacks would plant right on to Calamity.
Poor girl.

She grit her teeth, as she'd try to untangle her legs from about his neck before the two of them hit the ground.

If she did, she'd hurriedly try and stand to defend herself.
But if the teacher was quicker, she'd lay there and be wide open for any attacks.

[Mekiel Echigo]

Teh EEK!

Zach attempted to pull his elbow back somewhat once he realized what was going on. He managed to, slightly, and redirected his attack more to the left, so as to not hit the girl. He wasn't aiming at her anyway.

After that, he'd stumble to the side, slightly, and possibly topple over Winklewood, which would make him hit his head at the back of a desk. "Ow.." Zack said, on his neck, legs in the air.

He rolled back onto his stomach, and chaged at Winklewood once more. This time, he was close to the ground, and would strike at Winklewood's legs. Once close to one of them, he shot his left hand forward, as if to claw at the leg.

[Mr. Winklewood]

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

"---HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

"YOUR RESISTANCE ONLY MAKES MY PENIS HARDER!"

Arms arced back, so that as he lay there on the floor, he pushed himself back, sliding backwards, trying to slide out and underneath of the girl's death grip. Otherwise, she'd get a nasty burn from scraping on the floor. And using this momentum, girl on him or not, he'd arc his hands back again, to push himself, in time to see the boy charging.

*KICK*

Shooting his leg out, to see if he could smash it into the boy's face in time..

OOC:

Winklewood Has To Make 30 More Posts!

[Jenna Scorn]

"YOUR RESISTANCE ONLY MAKES MY PENIS HARDER!"

"Fucking pervert!!!!"

Gripping him tightly, only being dragged for a moment or two before she'd let go.
Letting herself recollect herself quickly before pushing herself upon her knees and onto her feet.

It would seem, the teacher was now after the boy.

Good.

Calamity looked to the side.

Yes, a selfish act.
Leaving Zach to himself.
But hey, as long as the teacher wasn't bothering her, she was fine...right?

Wrong.

She still needed to get out.

The windows!!!
Why hadn't she thought of it earlier??

She darted to the window, those eye's quickly searching it for a moment before reaching behind her and grabbing a desk.

She gripped it, and twirled.
Hurling the desk towards the window, where it would crash and fall to the floor.

Seriously?!

She bit her lower lip, looking over her shoulder at the teacher and the student.