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Post by hualord on Feb 13, 2009 17:46:20 GMT -8
# of Fighters: 2 Names of Fighters: Sara, Valekin Arena Description: A long four meter wide hallway, that is ten meters long. Both doors at the end of the hallway are locked, and bolted shut. The floor is metal grate, one can see lots of water through the floor. Because of the 'leak' the lights go out at a rapid rate. Match Type: To the Knock Out! Special Rules:- Rp and Stat Combo
- Special Condition 1: The battlefield is in complete darkness every other round.
- Special Condition 2: The water level is rising at 10 centimeters per round, if there is no winner after 15 rounds, then both players lose.
Win: +4 (3 conditions, 1 for participation.) Loss: +4 (3 conditions, 1 for participation.)
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 13, 2009 18:09:39 GMT -8
Sara was pushed through the door, hard. She went down, tripping, and landed on the floor. She heard the door lock behind her. Her body tensed as she opened her eyes and realized she was staring into water through a metal grate. What the fuck?... She tried to collect her thoughts. What the hell was going on? She slowly pushed herself up on to her hands and knees, careful because of the floor. She glanced around. She was in a hallway, maybe 10 meters long... She saw another door at the end of the hallway. She pushed herself to her feet as the lights flickered. Great...
This was fucked up. What the hell was going on here? She had never seen this hallway before now. She would have remembered if she had. What sort of friggin' school had a screwed up hallway like this. She turned around, looking at the door she had been pushed through, and walked over to it, pulling on the handle. Locked. Just like she had thought.
She turned, facing the other door. The floor frightened her. She really didn't like it. The idea of walking on it frightened her. She was more frightened though about how and why she was in this hallway. She moved over to the left, sticking close to the wall, avoiding walking in the center of the grate and made her way towards the other door. She kinda thought that one might be locked to though... She really wanted to know what the hell she was doing here.
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Post by valekin on Feb 13, 2009 19:38:38 GMT -8
The door that she was heading towards unlocked, opened, and Valekin came through it, then it closed behind him, and locked again. For some reason, the nutcase had locked himself in there with the little teenage girl. Well... this could be interesting. I'm divining a future of pummeling. Yes, a good 'ole fashioned pummeling.
Valekin looked down, then looked back at the door, and scowled, then he heard the noise of water running, and the water below the floor started to rise. That was much better. This was a training exercise. For who? For this girl student right here.
"Hi, today we'll learn about fighting under stress. It won't be long until this chamber fills with water."
What Valekin said was true, the water was now touching his boots, and was going to continue to rise, and make things difficult for both of them. The man was curious how she would operate under this kind of stress. Not just knowing this room would flood. But being trapped in there with a nutcase, and whatever fears she might have.
"Are you afraid of the dark?"
The lights flickered, and then went out. They'll stay out for the next few moments too. Yet he wasn't going to attack her just yet. He was going to give her a moment to settle down before attacking her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 13, 2009 20:03:43 GMT -8
She had been staring at the water. Was it just her, or did this seem like some sort of plot? She didn't like walking on the grate. She had no idea how stable this thing was. It made noise when she walked on it and it echoed through the small hall. She didn't like it.
Sara's head snapped up as the door at the other end of the hall opened. She stared in shock at the guy who walked through it. Who the hell was he? He looked from the floor to the door scowling, and then the water started to run. She looked down. The water was rising.
Crap... The guy was to calm, she was sure he probably had something to do with this. She crouched defensively, keeping her back close to the wall. She wasn't taking any chances, this guy was... scary. He looked crazy.
"Hi, today we'll learn about fighting under stress. It won't be long until this chamber fills with water."
What? She stared down at the water. He was right, it was rising. This was bad. She was shaking her head, not completely believing the turn her day had taken. Who the hell did he think he was? What was he on about? How was this learning? She took a deep breath trying to calm herself. She was freaking out. She needed to get a hold of herself.
"Are you afraid of the dark?"
"What?" The lights when out. "Shit!" The sudden change in lighting had scared her. She was frozen to the spot, facing where he had been standing. The blackness was nearly complete, she could barely see anything. She could hear the running water, but besides that, nothing. It seems he hadn't moved.
Well... If he was telling the truth about the water, she needed to hurry up and think of something. If she couldn't see, then neither could he. And if that was the case, then she would make the first attack, instead of waiting around for him. She had every right to attack. You don't just grab people and stick them in positions like this.
She tensed her legs, giving her arms a shake to loosen them up. He hadn't been to far away. She had been a little more then halfway down the hall when he had entered. She hadn't payed attention to details though such as height differences or anything, so she decided on a simple tackle. Take him down, hit anything she could reach. She threw herself in his general direction, arms stretched open in front of her hoping to catch some part of his body and get him on his back.
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Post by valekin on Feb 13, 2009 22:13:41 GMT -8
Now the water was at twenty centimeters. Boy, isn't it filling up rather quickly? Makes you feel the pressure doesn't it? The lights had gone out, and he heard her curse. Yes, she had definitely been scared by that one. Maybe she would be scared by the second one? Or the third? Maybe fear runs up and down her spine like a river cuts through land.
Valekin was moving, but a ten by four meter hallway is quite big. He knew she couldn't see him, and knew she couldn't hear him moving. Because the only noise he was making was a noise associated with water. It would be difficult to filter that out with all the noise from the water below. Actually it was more of an advantageous situation for both of them, since neither of them could see anything, they were moving around in the dark, relying on hearing and spatial skills.
First thing was first, Valekin had gone off to his left, and slinked on that wall for a few light steps. It was certain that the girl would be hitting something. The floor, a very wet floor that was getting more and more wet. It was already roughly six inches deep here. They'd be swimming before too long.
Did you know you can drown someone in six inches of water? Much less three?
Then the lights came back on. Valekin would find himself to the left of his opponent, and perhaps a little in front of her. She'd more than likely be finding herself a bit wet.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 14, 2009 13:48:41 GMT -8
Sara threw herself in his general direction. However, he had moved. She landed in the water with a small splash, soaking the front of her clothed, and most of the back. She sputtered, and pushed herself into a sitting position, eyes searching for him in the darkness. Now that she had tried to attack, and missed completely, her sense of direction was completely thrown off, and she had no idea where she was in relation to walls or anything.
She didn't want to move around and make it worse, but now the water was higher, her pants soaked, making it hard to move. She considered taking them off. Wearing pants had been a stupid idea today. She should have gone in shorts. Right now, here movements were extremely restricted. She undid the button and pulled her pants off, pushing herself to her feet. Much better. She could already feel the difference in mobility. She threw the pants away from her, not caring where they landed, just as long as they weren't stopping her from fighting.
The lights came back on, once again scaring her. What the hell is going on here?! She had no idea now what to expect, when the next time the lights would flicker. This pissed her off royally. Her eyes searched for him as she backed against a wall again. She found him to the left of where she had jumped. She wondered how he had managed to move, but realized it didn't matter. The point was, now she could see him.
She ran at him, planting her left leg, and bringing her right leg up and around, aiming for a kick to his side.
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Post by valekin on Feb 14, 2009 14:09:41 GMT -8
Thirty centimeters of water, and the lights were back on. It most certainly was getting more interesting, as the water was definitely getting higher. Valekin was quite calm, and mellowed out. For some reason he had the vibe that this was simply a lesson in combat, and that he was in teacher mode.
Which can easily change, as he's quite psychotic and extremely unbalanced mentally.
The girl had thrown a kick at his side, as Valekin had turned, and took it right in the side, but his arm came down to lock it in place. Basically she kicked at him, and he made the attempt to hold her kick to his side, which would be highly successful, with his speed and strength taken into account. With that, he would use his other arm to grab her by the thigh, relatively gently (if he was rough, his claws would put a few new holes in her leg), and then he'd swing her right into the wall, turning his own body as he went.
Once the throw would be complete, he'd drop her and back up. To let her get back up on her feet and take the initiative again. The water was still rising, and the lights flickered, then went out. Darkness.
"You've got very nice skin."
Complimenting her legs, it was said in a gentlemanly tone.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 14, 2009 15:17:04 GMT -8
At 30 cm of water, movement was becoming restricted based solely on the fact that it was almost to her knees. Not much longer and she'd be floating, unable to use kicks anymore. As it stood, trying to turn into the kick was hard, and her balance was off. She nearly fell as she twisted her body to kick him. This wasn't good. She liked to think, had there been no water, he would have actually been affected by her kick. But it connected, and that was what mattered. She felt a thrill of triumph. And then her stomach dropped as she felt him grab her leg.
"Shit!" She tried to pull her leg away from him, but her balance was already off, and it wasn't going to work. She felt his other hand grab her thigh and her body was thrown. She hit the wall, hard, and dropped to the ground. Or the water, as it was now high enough that if she could float if she tried.
That had hurt. She coughed and choked on the water, trying to push herself up while ignoring the pain in her body from being thrown into a wall. The lights went out again.
"You've got very nice skin." Crap, she had missed it. She took a few deep breaths trying to figure out where the voice had come from. She needed him to talk again. She pushed herself up along the wall, keeping her back to it. This was fucked, she couldn't see anything, and she had been to busy coughing and trying not to drown to notice where he was the last time. Although talking to him probably wasn't a good idea either, because it would tell him where she was. But she needed to.
"Shut the hell up... Who the hell do you think you are?! You're a friggin' psycho, you know that?" As soon as she finished talking she moved to the left, trying to move quietly. He wouldn't know she had moved, so if he attacked her using her voice to track her, she would already be gone. She strained her ears listening for his answer.
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Post by valekin on Feb 14, 2009 15:43:07 GMT -8
BANG!
Sploosh, splooshpaloosh.
Then nothing but air.
Valekin was attacking with kicks, and the sound of water moving around was enough to pinpoint his location, but he was so fast that it wouldn't matter until it was too late. He attacked where he thought she was when she spoke. That took out a chunk of the wall, which splashed into the water. Then he attacked to his left, which met nothing but air. Then he attacked to his right, which would more than likely strike her high on the body. Since he was more than six inches taller than her, and his kicks were middle-to-high height kicks.
Possible landing zones of the attack where the head, neck, shoulders, back, or upper chest. Possibly arms if she had the sense to put them up after that loud bang. The water level had risen to forty centimeters by that time, which was about fifteen inches of water.
Then the lights flickered back on, and he spotted her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 14, 2009 16:10:34 GMT -8
Sara crept along, her back to the wall. Before she could finish speaking to him, what seemed to be the wall next to her, exploded, pieces of it falling and splashing into the water. She instinctively pulled her arms up, covereing her head, bringing them close to her body to protect her chest. She froze for a fraction of a second, her mind in shock. He had broken the wall. How friggin' powerful was he?! She had to move, but her body wouldn't respond. Her mind still held hope that he was idiot and wouldn't think to attack to the sides.
But she was wrong. Very wrong. His attack connected with her, hitting her shoulder, her arms protecting her head, neck and chest. Her shoulder spasmed in pain, and she was knocked away from him, again landing in the water. She twister her body, this time landing on her back, head above the water.
The lights came back on, blinding her for a second. She found him, her eyes locking onto him. She knew immediately he had spotted her. She tensed her body, preparing for if he came at her. With the way he was attacking, there would be no way she could get to her feet and attack before he got to her. She prepared herself, pushing her body up on her left side, her right arm folded over her body to keep it on her left side, keeping her eyes on him. If he attacked in the next few seconds, she would place both hands on the grate, push off the ground with her left leg, and kick out with her right, aiming to catch him in the stomach as he came at her, stopping him from hitting her and hopefully knocking the wind from him.
She waited. If he didn't attack immediately, she would push herself onto her feet, crouching defensively to face him. This time, she would wait for him to attack either way.
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Post by valekin on Feb 14, 2009 16:44:01 GMT -8
Valekin started to move after her, and then Sara had tried that kick move. He reached out to grab her by the ankle, and would then proceed to spin her around to slam her into the wall yet again. That's if he managed to grab her, which was quite probable. If he had slammed her into the wall yet again, Valekin would drop her, and let her get her bearings once more. Perhaps the lights would go out between now and sometime she picked herself up.
But he was having a grand old time throwing the little girl around, and she was probably learning a few lessons from this too. Like her attempts to defend herself would probably be working a whole helluva lot better if this wasn't Valekin. The whole thing with the pants had been a good idea, though Valekin was wearing fatigues, and the water didn't inhibit him.
Speaking of water, it had risen to fifty centimeters. This fight was already a third over. If Valekin didn't knock her lights out soon, he'd be having trouble breathing soon.
The lights went out.
"Nice try by the way."
Valekin said, he backed up two paces, to where she was before she tried to kick him. That's if his throw had worked (which was extremely likely). If not, then she'd have had the chance to get a breather, and he would too, having not done anything other than try to throw her.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 14, 2009 18:49:59 GMT -8
Well, it worked... Just not as Sara had planned. He stopped, but instead of hitting him like she had hoped, her grabbed her by the foot and threw her across the hall again. She hit the wall and dropped into the water which was now a few feet deep. It was a little harder to catch her feet again, but she still had some trouble. At least she hadn't hit the floor as well. That's what she hated about being thrown around like that. Not only did you hit something, you had the added impact of falling.
She gained her feet, wiping her hair out of her face, staring him down. The lights went out. "Goddammit! What the hell?!" She was getting pissed, losing her temper, freaking out. She had no clue what he was doing. He had aimed that nasty kick at her, even breaking the wall. She shuddered at the thought of what that would have done if she hadn't moved. But other then that, he barely seemed to be trying, just throwing her around.
"Nice try by the way."
"Fuck you! Where the hell did you go?! Come here, I'll kick your damn ass!"
She took a deep breath, she needed to calm down. Yelling was stupid, it was a bad idea. She needed him to get close. She couldn't kick any more. At 50 cm, the water was over two feet. She was only just over 5. It was almost halfway up her body. She needed him to get close enough that she could use her fists, and she needed to do it soon. She walked. No more hiding, or watching her back. She was going to lose if she kept that up. So she walked, arms out, moving to where she had last seen him.
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Post by valekin on Feb 14, 2009 21:44:08 GMT -8
Not quite two feet. At least at sixty centimeters, it was an point four inches short of being two feet deep. Anyway, Valekin listened to the water, and the girl. She had cursed at him, practically cursed his family, and everything like that. He figured it was because he got her hair wet. Who WOULDN'T like Valekin? He's only a cannibal that happens to be a homicidal maniac with a serious case of the crazies. He's also a loony.
Who doesn't love a loony?
I mean, Daffy duck is a loony.
We all love him right?
RIGHT?!
Right.
Valekin moved to intercept her, judging by the noises of her moving, and her voice. A couple steps towards where she was headed and she would probably bump right into him any second now, and then he'd turn and would give her a good punch in the head. Not using his claws had most certainly made it easier on her. And he had only been throwing her around, but he did kick her once. But that was payback for that time she kicked him, even though it didn't hurt that much.
After that, the lights would come back on!
Isn't that great? =D?!
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 15, 2009 2:39:25 GMT -8
((OOC - Wow, you would think the Canadian would be better with cm XDD that was my bad, i added wrong XD ... *looks at her math awards from high school... Feels like an utter idiot...* T.T))
She walked forward, arms outstretched feeling for him. She took slow, tentative steps, swearing under her breath. She really didn't like the darkness. It made this fight all the scarier, and more frustrating.
Finally, her hands touched him. She immediately dropped to her knees, her head dropping below his direct reach. She would move quickly, her two arms drawing back, held straight outwards. She slammed them inwards, aiming to smash a fist into each side of his torso.
The lights turned back on. Crap... She would then act on instinct, reaching up and grabbing onto his shirt with her left hand, and push herself into a standing position again. She would quickly draw her right fist back and slam it upwards into his chin, and then drop backwards into the water, swimming away from him. Well not really swimming, the water wasn't deep enough for that, but she would wade the water with her hands to quicken herself, pushing against the grates with her feet in an attempt to get away from him before he could retaliate.
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Post by valekin on Feb 15, 2009 15:21:04 GMT -8
Wha? He missed? Oh, there she is.
Valekin got punched in the sides, it really didn't do much damage. Honestly, it was like she was playfully hitting him. But he knew she was actually trying to beat his ass. When she took hold of his shirt, he took the liberty to bring a fist up, and slam it down at her face. After all, he was much more agile and much faster than she was. Perhaps it was a mistake to be that close to him when the lights were on?
If he hit her, it would be as if her attack on his chin hadn't actually come to pass, and that she had been probably knocked back into the water considering how hard the guy hits. Honestly, being able to take chunks out of concrete is quite powerful. This guy's strikes would really really really hurt, especially if it's right in the head. Not talking instant knock out, but a really massive headache, being dazed, probably confused, and maybe some blurry vision.
Or maybe this was the knock out punch to the head? That certainly wouldn't be surprising.
If he somehow missed (not likely) then he'd move his body to the left, to dodge the would-be blow to his chin.
All that can be ignored though. They only had so long. Oh, and the water had gone up to about seventy centimeters.
After he had attempted to hit her (whether or not that happened, though it was highly likely) the lights would go off.
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