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Alright. So here's how it goes. A tournament that goes on once every thousand centuries is held on this year. You have been chosen to participate. Will you rise to the top? Or will you crash and burn?
Rules.
Slight romance allowed. But no outright dating/kissing. You ARE fighting eachother you know.
No swearing
No advertisments
No trolling
I will make a few pages for the section before the games start. If you want to compete, sign up there. Otherwise, you will have to be a spectator or an employee at the arena.
No godmodding
No ubering
CS:
Name:
A.ge:
Species (you can make your own):
Weaponry:
Bio:
Quirks:
Appearence:
For example.
My CS
Name: Lord of the chaos
A.ge: ageless
Species: Chaos God.
Weaponry: None. Holds judgement over the tournament
Bio: A god of chaos, he is judge of the games that occur every 1000 centuries.
Quirks: Is a Chocoholic, always ends descriptions of the event with "And now, ON TO THE GAMES!" Voice has an echo effect.
Appearence: A humanoid appearence, covered in darkness, with glowing red eyes. |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Name: Epotus
Ag/e: 49
Species (you can make your own): Mutation
Weaponry: A very large Claymore.
Bio: Epotus is quite the strange being, in that he will constantly kill, and yet he honestly and truly mourns silently over each kill, even as he continues to kill. His origins are unknown, as is his homeland.
Quirks: Slight twitch, silently mourns over every kill, but never stops killing.
Appearance: http://pcm(REMOVE)edia.gam(REMOVE)espy.com/pc/image/article/747/747222/iwarh(REMMOVE)ammer-age-of-recko(REMOVE)ningi-the-hordes-of-chaos-20061121(REMOVE)045650831.jpg |
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Lord of the Chaos looked out over the world. This world was where the tournament would be held. His first contestant was a mutation known as Epotus. He saw Epotus in his home. Though he couldn't quite tell what he was doing (you can make that part up). He would send one of his agents. |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Epotus was standing in front of an ancient crypt, surrounded by many new and surprisingly well made tombstones. He was kneeling, praying to whatever deity he followed. His Claymore was planted firmly into the ground in front of him. |
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Suddenly, an angel walks behind Epotus and taps him on the shoulder. "Epotus. my lord has a message for you." |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Epotus bolted up, swinging his blade about. It stopped moments from the angel's neck. He lowered his blade slowly."Oh?" he replied. |
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After glaring at Epotus for a moment, he sighed. "You have been chosen for a tournament, held once every thousand centuries. Please, come with me." |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Epotus scoffed."Bloodshed. I already see this enough. But, what choice do I have in this matter?" he asked. He already knew the answer. He followed the angel without another word. |
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mrmac23Join Date: 2007-08-29
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Name: Gorm
A.ge: 25
Species: Orck (Not a typo)
Weaponry: "Skullslicer", a massive patterned battleaxe
Bio: Orphaned when he was 2 months old by an enemy clan, Gorm was adopted by the family of a soldier of a human army that was passing through the ruined village. Incredibly strong but all round a nice guy, if a little daft at times.
Quirks: Has a strange tendency to whack himself on the head with a club before fighting, according to him this is him "getting worked up". The strange thing is, he has never been seen using this club for any other purpose.
Appearance: A muscular, dark green humanoid. Wears light brown trousers and a traditional horn helmet. |
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Spiderpig2398Top 25 PosterJoin Date: 2009-06-15
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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(No. You're a fourteen year old. I don't think they'd let you in the competition. Also, why not just post the URL of the decal?) |
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mrmac23Join Date: 2007-08-29
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(Not very detailed.) |
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Spiderpig2398Top 25 PosterJoin Date: 2009-06-15
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Both accepted. Remember, regarding ruby's a.ge, I am a god of CHAOS. I accept anyone that I find worthy.
Now then, let's move on.
The angel of chaos teleported Epotus into a large apartment. "Welcome to your new home, Epotus. You'll find we have spared no expense to make you comfortable. Queen sized beds with sheets that adjust based on season, a fully stocked pantry, and a game room. You will have company shortly. You can look around. Please wait for the other contestants. |
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mrmac23Join Date: 2007-08-29
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On his weekly stroll through the woods, Gorm was busy enjoying the sunlight of the Mush Clearing as he always did. Suddenly, he noticed a flash of white in the corner of his eye.
"Huh? Am i seein' things or sommin'?" Gorm quickly turned around, searching for the source of the light. |
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Lord of the chaos watched his angel do his bidding. Now that Epotus was settled in, the next two contestants would be brought to the apartment of the games. Grom, an orck, was in a feild. But he couldn't quite tell what (from here on out, you make up what you're doing at the time before my angels are sent down. Just follow the rules.) and ruby was at what seemed to be a "Burger Prince" in a small city. He decided to send down his angels, but disguise them. For grom was surrounded by soldiers, and ruby, well... she WAS in a small city. The angel sent to grom would be disguised as a general. While the one sent to ruby would be "Just another customer" and would give her a note. The general would claim grom was "Needed elsewhere" and take him to the apartment. |
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An angel stepped out from a muddy pond. But was completely clean. Not a drop of water on her. "You are grom?" |
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mrmac23Join Date: 2007-08-29
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(Ah, crap. Now what? >_<) |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Epotus stared around the room for a moment, before he sat down at his bed. He placed one foot up on the bed, and rested his Claymore against his leg. Thankfully, his boots were clean. His blood red eyes blinked closed, as he drifted off. And yet, he was still upright. |
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Suddenly, a god covered in pure darkness appeaars into the room Epotus is in a blast of icefire. "Of course, i almost forgot. You're weapons will be withheld to you until you need them in a game. I'm sorry if i inconvenience you." I grab the claymore from Epotus, and dissapear in a puff of smoke. |
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SigurdcrozovTop 25 PosterJoin Date: 2008-12-06
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Epotus reached out to where the god used to be, as though attempting to snatch his weapon back, before he withdrew his hand, placing it on his knee instead. He leaned back, falling onto the bed with a heavy 'thump'. |
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mrmac23Join Date: 2007-08-29
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"Who the 'eck are you, then? And it's Gorm, actually." |
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Spiderpig2398Top 25 PosterJoin Date: 2009-06-15
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"Right," the angel said to gorm, somewhat embaressed at her mistake. "Well, my master has a message for you." |
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