NBL (rebuilt)

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Wed Jan 30, 2008 5:48 pm

The crowd cheered wildly as two immense nagas rolled about on the ground, grappling and biting. Their fight was a vicious one, and a considerable amount of blood had been spilt between the two. One of the nagas was a young female, while the other was a brutish, hulking male with more muscle than Bill Bigsbie covering his form.

The crowd quickly fell silent, however, as a dark shape made itself known firectly over the arena. A smooth disc-like structure, half as wide as the arena itself floated overhead. From any perspective, it was definitely a flying saucer.
A loud voice boomed from somewhere on the saucer's structure, drawing loud gasps from all. Even the two nagas ceased their struggle to gaze up at it.

"People of Felarya!" echoed the voice, "We stand before your mighty city today to bring you a warning."

A second, much more high-pitched voice spoke next.
"A warning.... that we're gonna' kick your asses!!"

With nary another word, a brilliant white beam shot directly from the bottom of the saucer, expanding as it did.
Loud gasps erupted from the crowd as the beam projected dead center into the arena. A massive shape suddenly manifested, guided by the light onto the ground. At first it was too quick to make out, as it continuously spun around. However, the spinning quickly subsided, bringing the shape into focus.
It was a naga, perched atop her coils, arms crossed over her torso, her head held low in unconsciousness, though her eyes were wide open.
Oh yes, and she appeared to be half lawnmower as well.

"MECHA-RYLA!" cried the rhaspy voice from the saucer, "RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSE!!!!"

The cyber-naga's eyes illuminated with a faint yellow light. Slowly, she climbed into an upright position and glared at the two nagas before her.

The two, in Mecha-Ryla's defense, had quite a bit of time to react while the cyborg brought her arms up, took the time to spin her bionic hands in their joints, before opening fire with a harpoon-like missile from each finger.

The two nagas fell to the ground as the blasts ripped deep into their flesh before exploding. Small chunks of flesh rained down onto the battlefeild and smoke rose high into the air.

Mecha-Ryla screeched in triumph, spinning her hands around for another assault.

"Fire all weapons!" boomed the voice from the shuttle.

Mecha-Ryla did as she was instructed. Multicolored beams shot from her eyes while flames poured from her maw. Harpoon-like missiles launched from her hands, waist, neck and shoulder. Lightning fired from between her antennae and the buzzsaw in her belly spun menacingly.

All of this went on for about ten seconds before the cyborg abruptly stopped moving.

The male naga climbed up from the pool of his own blood he had been knocked into, while his former opponent did the same. He took no chances and exploited this opportunity by rushing at the cyber-naga that dared interrupt their battle.

Mecha-Ryla stood motionless as a chunky fist smashed into her nose, spinning her head around on its axis several dozen times.
The naga threw another punch, sending Mecha-Ryla's head spinning in the other direction a similar number of times.

The female stood up beside her former opponent and with one quick motion, delivered an uppercut to Mecha-Ryla's jaw.

The crowd gasped as the cyborg's head flew right off from her neck and went sailing over their seats, before the hairy fist of one audiance member who just so happened to be a giant alien gorilla caught it.
The beer hat-clad simian held his hand up high, bringing a cheer form the crowd, while the display screen at the top showed a replay of the scene, sporting the text "NICE CATCH!!!".

Mecha-Ryla's headless body toppled over onto its back. The two nagas turned to one another, nodded and shook hands.

The two aliens inside the flying saucer were speechless. That is, until one of them finally broke the silence.

"Damn Windows software! She locked up again!"

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Wed Jan 30, 2008 9:14 pm

Ummm

Are you going to win this fight?
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Wed Jan 30, 2008 9:29 pm

Masuaoru gasped at the scene that just unfolded. "That thing may be one of my opponents..." He said with a bit of nervousness in his voice. "Hopefully...I can defeat it." He noticed that it was his time to fight in the pelimminaries (is that how you spell i?). He jumped down into the arena once the Nagas left. Seconds later, a gang of Mages and Barbarians entered the arena. Masuaro smirked, and cracked his knuckles. The Barbarians charged at him, and smashed into him with full force. Masuaro became a puff of smoke, leaving behind a log. The Mages and Barbarins were confused. "What is this magic?" One Mage asked in disbelief. The crowd also gasped, astonished.

Masuaro grabbed a lone Mage's ankles, pulling him underground up to his neck. "Earth Decapitation jutsu!" Masuaro shouted. He then crawled out of the ground not far from the Mages. "One down." He said with confidence. The Mages all launched ice attacks at him, and he quickly performed some hand seals. 'Katon, Goukakyuu no jutsu!' Masuaro blew a large fireball at the ice attacks, which instantl melted from the intense heat. The crowd roared with excitement.

Masuaro charged at the Mages now, drawing some kunai knives and throwing stars. Once he was 100 yards away, he threw his weapons at the Mages. They ducked, which gave Masuaro some time for his actual attack. Within seconds, he closed the distance between himself and the Mages, and he punched one hard in the jaw, causing the Mage to fly backward. Before the others noticed what happened, he punched and kicked three others repeatedly, knocking them out. The Mages finally noticed Masuaro, and the Barbarians started to charge at me once more.

Masuaro jumped high in the air, and performed a hand seal. "Kage Bunshin no jutsu!" 100 Shadow Clones appeared around him in the air, and landed back on the ground with him. At once, they all attacked Masuaro's opponents. The Mages were knocked out, and the Barbarian took an equal beating. Both sides got beaten sensless, and they fell to the ground. The Clones dissapeared, and Masuaro bent over, panting. "Heh..That was easy." He said as he smiled. He then left the arena, and joined the audience once again.
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Wed Jan 30, 2008 10:08 pm

Zakun'Dais took in the Felaryan air as he entered the arena for his preliminary match. "Finally get to some action around here.", he thought with a smirk on his face.

He glanced around the stadium at the rest of the combatants. There appeared to be a rogue of sorts, a fist fighter, a couple of magic users, and a suspisious looking man in a light yellow robe. As he finished looking Zakun'Dais became aware of a pressence aproaching quickly from behind. He waited for the figure to get close then he quickly summoned his blades and turned. In one swift motion he thrusted one blade into the attackers stomach, moved around him, and sliced his other blade across the attackers back.

After, Zakun looked down to see which combantant it was that he'd slain. It was the rogue, attempting a sneak attack no doubt.

"He must've thought I was unarmed.", said Zakun as he began to chuckle.

Before he could laugh three times he was slammed in the side with great force. The blow sent him to the ground ten feet away from where he stood. He quickly flipped up to his feet and saw it was the fist fighter.

Zakun then unsummoned his blades and took a defensive stance. As the fist fighter attacked his swings were easily dodged due to the oafish lugs slow nature. Growing tired of fighting this lumbering warrior, Zakun'Dais went on the offensive. He caught one of the fist fighters punches and hit him square in the face. Whilst the brute was dazed Zakun gave him an uppercut sending him into the air. As he fell back to land Zakun followed up with an Armada-style kick launching the fist fighter into the arena wall.

Zakun stretched and glaced over at the other combatants who were fighting amongst each other. He used this opportunity to throw three shadow balls at one of the magic users. The wizard sensed the attack coming and put up a magic dispeling field in defense. Zakun'Dais just smiled as the three projectiles were unaffected by the field and struck the wizard down.

His smile was quickly wiped from his face as rays of pure light energy began shining at him. A loud demonic growl ecaped his lips over the sound of his sizzling flesh as he turned to the source. It was the man in the yellow robe.

In a true act of demonic ferocity Zakun'Dais, despite intense pain, sped up to the man and picked him up by the neck. "I depise light sorcerers...", was all Zakun uttered before disemboweling the man with his bare hand.

He dropped the now lifeless body and turned towards his final opponent; his eyes, now engulfed in dark purple flames, glaring at the frightened spell-caster. The man frantically flipped through his spell book. Upon stopping, he read a page and summoned a large demon. The man cackled thinking his victory was assured now.

It was then that shadows engulfed Zakun'Dais' body and he began to grow and change drastically. In a short time he had completed his metamorphasis into his full demon form. The summoner, now very angry, ordered his demon to attack. Their semi-human forms clashed and several blows were exchanged, but soon Zakun gained the upper hand. He gave his foe a powerful right-hook to the head, then a left. He slammed both fists down onto the other demons head then, whilst it was recovering, Zakun grabbed its shoulders, reared his head back and headbutted the enemy directly in the head.

The demons skull let out a loud crack and it fell limp to the arena floor. Zakun then reverted back to his normal form and after a deep breath opened his eyes and stared down the lone survivor. The summoner on the other hand, who looked like he may have soiled himself, ran away crying, "Forfiet! Forfiet! I forfiet!"

Victorious, Zakun'Dais exited the arena to go rest before his next match.
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Wed Jan 30, 2008 10:27 pm

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:20 am

From within his provided 'chambers' for the tournament, Draz'hil watched the other matches unfold. There were no 'Televisions' or 'Monitors' or any of the like in the room, but such crude pieces of technology were unneeded for the being.

All of the matches would have proved most interesting to a lesser being, though Draz'hil didn't live to his third millenia without "seeing it all", as the mortal's spoke, and only two of the events caught his proverbial eye.

There was a psyker-blade that took too much time toying with his foes, either taunting or surgical strikes would be its downfall. A Mage specializing in Ice Magic and Conjuration, a resistance to Magic would be his folly. Thief-Illusionist who seemed to lack any major specialization, brute force in any real category would overwhelm the fellow. Kensai-Mage who fought 'fair' matches, dishonorable competition was to be his end.

Two of the matches, though, were of greater interest.

First came a strange Combat Golem. The size seemed... inadequate, though the brute force it showed was not to be underestimated. Ranged attacks seemed painfully weak, however, with the gaze attack doing little more than a combat swing. Keeping it at a distance would be most effective.

The later was of the most concern. A beast that was as much Magical Monstrosity as Metal. It exchanged attacks powerful enough to critically maim a pair of fully grown Natural Monstrosities before something seemed to disable it enough to be picked off at the opponnent's leisure. The fact that one of the two standing beings could be one of his 'opponnents', assuming that their surprisingly durable forms were 'healed' for the next match, spoke of a need to focus on precise attacks to strike vitals.

Having spent enough time away from his 'body', Draz'hil began to go over the information he had acquired. Preperation was a wonderful tool, one that he would exploit to its limits.
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Hellion Oben say, reminiscing over his his previous preliminary fight; musing over the futile cries of his victim.

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He entered the arena, black robes flowing in the wind; he waited for his opponent to enter. It didn't take long for that foolish youth that was his opponent to come strutting out in front of him; brandishing a blade twice as long as he was with little difficulty. His voice was prideful and his stance cocky; an easy target.

He wore a simple leather armor with loose linen pants and heavy boots, the sword he brandished, secured safely on his back. He took one look at Hellion and grinned, "What the hell do you think you're looking at mage?" the young man bellowed. "Don't you know I've killed Nagas before?"

"Only Nagas?" Hellion asked with a sinister tone in his voice. "What a pity, by the look of you I'd say you probably only have slain one; a sick and dying one more than likely."

This hit home with his young adversary, gritting his teeth as he reached back and grabbed his sword. With a fluid motion he brought it out to face Hellion with an audible swishing sound. "You'll pay for that comment you cur!"

He charged in, without even thinking; his sword raised above his head in an attempt to bring it crashing down upon his foe. Hellion didn't move; he lowered his head with a smirk on his face. In one swift motion, he threw his left arm to his side. It seemed to vanish into a ripple in the very fabric of reality momentarily, but with a yank; he pulled a jet black staff with a red orb affixed to the head of the staff from this "portal."

The orb was surrounded by extensions from the staff, as if were being grasped by a clawed grasp. The air around Hellion seemed to pulsate as the dust around his feet took flight; as if to escape some unknown fate. With a sadistic look of glee on his face, Hellion swung the hellish staff forward as he uttered a small incantation under his breath.

In response to his silent command, arms heads and all manner of other appendages began to erupt from the ground; some grabbing the fool-hearted boy, holding him fast to his position. With grim satisfaction, Hellion approached the boy, "You made the mistake of charging in without a plan," he began, "this tells me you're young and inexperienced on the field of battle."

The young man seemed in shock, the hands and other appendages that held him were decayed, rotting corpses. Men, women and children of all walks of life and race. Neko, Naga and Human; they all seemed to rise at his very command. "The second mistake you made was thinking that I was a mere mage. No, I'm much more terrifying then that. I'm a Necromancer; one who commands the bodies of the dead."

The staff's red orb began to glow fiercely, as if urging Hellion to finish it. "Well now, it seems my little friend here is somewhat in a hurry. I shall not take you soul this time boy, but I must teach you a lesson for your insolence." Hellion looked to his summoned minions and began to walk away.

"Tear him limb from limb."

Following his commands, the corpses began to rip him apart; slowly at first, his screams echoing as his left arm came out of it's socket. Next his right leg, then his left leg and lastly his left arm. What was left of him squirmed on the ground before the undead horde began to tear into his chest cavity, quickly drowning out the gurgling screams of pain in a flurry of blood and guts.

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"Foolish child," Hellion mused, "it was a shame to let such a strong soul get away from me but I don't think our sponsors would like me to completely subvert their resurrection process." Hellion smirked as he recalled the screams of his latest victim.

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Mon Feb 04, 2008 2:17 am

Now starting First match.

First Round: Maiko VS Zakun'Dais
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Thu Feb 14, 2008 6:25 am

Maiko began preparing herself for her 1st match of the Tourney, fluffing her dress and making sure all her gadgets were in working order (at least to some extent) "O-Okay, this is my fir-first match of the to-tournament" she said as she was trying to psyche herself up "F-for Jer-Jermod-mod-sama!" She bursts forward using her jet propelled shoes the crowding cheering for the ill-fated mechanical maid. she stood in the arena awaiting her opponent a look of determination in her cybernetic eyes

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Thu Feb 14, 2008 7:49 pm

Zakun'Dais cracks his knuckles and stretches. "Finally a real match!", he thought. With zealous vigor he rushed up to the arena and walked towards his opponent. Stopping about twenty feet away from her he summoned his swords and stood ready. He looked at the other combatant, "Ready when you are."
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Sat Feb 16, 2008 4:47 am

As Zakun shows himself Maiko courtseys to show him respect "Greet-Greetings, I ho-hope we can have a good ma-match together-gether" With that said the maids eyes glow an ominous red as they begin to scan her opponent "Battle Mode initiated. Target Threat Level: High. Increasing Power Output" Maiko's body begins to put off steam as her hands transform into her combat fists "Current Output: Medium High 30% power flow" Maiko then bursts forward, propelled by the small rocket boosters in her shoes, her fists outstretched toward Zakun'Dais, intent on knocking him back.

"Here I come-come-come-come" Suddenly Maiko freezes dead in her tracks as the dreaded 'DING' chimes from her body "Doorways(c) has encountered a fatal error and has to shutdown, we are sorry for any inconvience this may have caused, initiating auto-restart" and with that she shuts down and begins to reboot...

Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:13 am

Zakun'Dais grins, "'Threat Level: High'? I'm flattered." As he watched the mechanized maiden begin to charge he readied himself to roll out of the way. But, just as he proceeded to do so he stopped when he noticed she had ceased her advance. He cocked his head in confusion, "Fatal error?", he said. He then remembered that this had happened before, back in her preliminary match. Seeing no honor in dueling a defenseless combatant he decided to wait until she was operational again.
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Sat Feb 23, 2008 5:00 am

Maiko eventually rebooted her systems he memory having been saved this time so she now remembers her task at hand "So-sorry to keep you wa-waiting like that" she apologized as she holds her hands out, which detacth and fall on their hinges revealing small missiles tucked away in her 'arms' "Rocket's engaged, Target acquired..." she droned taking aim upon Zakun'Dais "Fire, Rockets!" she commands sending the missiles toward her opponent.
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:30 am

Reacting quickly, Zakun hurled a few shadowy projectiles at the oncomming missles destroying some before they could connect. As the others closed in on him he summoned his blades, quickly dodged to the side, and slashed at the missiles as they passed. After brushing some debris off his clothes he proceeded to press the attack. He began running full speed at Maiko, throwing a few projectiles in the process.
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Subject: Re: NBL (rebuilt) Sat Feb 23, 2008 9:05 pm

Maiko was a bit surprised at her oppenents quickness but she did give him a high threat level so it's to be expected right? "Beam Cannon Engage!" Analyzing the oncoming projectiles she quickly transforms her right arm into a laser cannon, "FIRE!" firing off a beam at one and managing to cancel it out but the others came in too fast to parry and slammed into her with a signifigant amount of force, this in turn locked up her systems causing her to freeze giving her opponent a well open shot...
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