Playing Field [Invite]

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The Playing Field

The playing field is an arena open to anyone signed up for it. The rules are simple, in this arena you may only use your bare fists to win your fights; this means no weapons, items, techniques, or augments. The only things you will have in this arena is your character and the clothes they are wearing. Characters may be treated as if they have zero training points, or they may both keep their rank; this decision is made by the person being challenged.

There is an alternative, which is using loadouts. Both fighters will be equipped with a set of items, techniques, augments, etc; all of which both fighters can agree upon. These are free of usual site limitations, so both characters can have access to the same loadout and individual techniques from things such as releases may be selected.

If you wish to compete in the arena then you must sign up. You can do this by sending me a PM to this account, along with which character you will be using, after which I will promptly add you to the list:

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- Ryoko
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Once you are added you may challenge other people on the list, but in order to do so you must first select an arena. To save time there are a few premade arenas that have been picked out for those who cannot be bothered to make a custom arena.

[/a]; plain, nowhere to hide, perfect for a casual brawl.
- Steepcliff; rough terrain, plenty of rocks to throw around... careful you don't fall off.
- Darkforest; more places to sneak around, a lot less open and clear; very dark at night.
- Frozenlake; just as written, a frozen lake to fight on... frosty.
- Lavabridge; for those seeking a little more drama.[/ul]

To use one of these simply state which one you will be using at the beginning of a battle, the challenged fighter gets to select which arena to use. Do not feel limited to these, however; the playing field is a sandbox arena after all. Only one fight may be in progress at one time, simply to avoid confusion. There is a 48 hour IIC for all arena fights.

On a final note, do not feel limited by your characters personality. You are free to go all out with whichever character you prefer, remorse or not in the playing field is something the roleplayer decides; not the characters alignment.[/blockquote][/font][/div]

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((OOC: We will be using the arena Steepcliff for this battle, opposing fighter is Ryoko.))

Kaius stood merely meters away from the mountains edge, the air was brisk and refreshing. He found himself in this situation without any weapons or items, with a case of extreme amnesia; he had forgotten who he was, and what his purpose was. The only thing that remained of this shinobi was his instinct to fight, of which he had acquired after years of training, and that alone was what he had been searching for.

Why his search ended up in the mountains he did not know, he could not remember where he had left his items either. His usual traits had forsaken him, he had nothing left anymore.

The only thing standing in his way now was this cliff, he looked around for a possible way to get around the obstacle.

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way So, my quest for the stuffing of this little toy had lead me here. It was isolated, bleak and absolutely perfect. The sigh of wind over jagged rocks at this altitude was canorous and incited thoughts of spearmint, almost refreshing upon my metaphorical tongue. The whimsical currents of the air were not usually strong enough to interest my tongue, but they were of particular volume at the height of this plateau.  Kaius existed at the rim of safe ground, staring in a meditative fashion over the edge of certain doom, nescient of my presence. I had managed to encroach upon fifteen meters of his rear without revealing a thing; the angle of the wind schemed with me and caught at the slightest crunch of gravel beneath my careful steps, whisking it away from my victim's hearing. Ordinarily, when in the proximity of my fellow human beings, I wore a mask; stepped a carefully choreographed way around their suspicion. But here, my sclera were chunks of coal with ruby inset, blazing as though there was a furnace inside my head. Subtly, my amethyst locks blew in the breeze. I stared at the back of the raven-haired teen's cranium with a manic lust. "Wakey wakey, little birdy," I called to him in a tone that tasted of nutmeg, cooing as the mother rousing an infant from their crib. I licked at the tips of my left fore and middle finger, having decided that, once subdued, I would insert them directly into his eye sockets and worm them around in the glorious goop there. words 0261 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 1

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The shinobi was alerted by the sound of gravel crumbling under feet, not his own feet but... someone elses? He turned to see someone had managed to sneak their way up to him, not that far from where he was standing. How they managed to get that close to him without a sound, why did they not initially call out to him in the first place? They clearly did not want to be seen before they got up right next to him. If it wasn't this that made it clear, her posture and tone of voice was a dead give away.

The teen stood and stared at her with a silence, almost as if he had forgotten how to speak. He didn't know what to do initially, but now his motive was clear; made obvious by his glaring eyes.

He was going to kill her.

Kaius waited patiently for his opponent to make the first move, though, he had never been one to start on the offensive.

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way It was a shame that he was such a stalwart. Most were shaken when they realized an attempt on their life was being made, especially when it was an abrupt thing; a cold shattering of sanctuary, where no battlefield had been set. But this individual stood resolute before my blatant intentions, regaling me not with a sumptuous feast of fright and uncertainty. Still, the resolve of some was sourced only from self-assuredness; once broken and battered, it disappeared. Those were the true treats, and thus hope lingered in me.  He took up a defensive stance, also; not brash or brazen, as so many young boys were. Also a shame, but for an obstacle? Not insurmountable. See, I knew this boy Kaius fancied himself a prodigy in the art of fisticuffs - or so I had extracted - and thus I had decided to treat him to a hand-to-hand duel. Knives were beautifully efficient at rending soul from body, but beating the life force from one with their own fists was a grounding experience, and worthwhile from time to time. The flavors of misery deepened with every blow, as opposed to the quick repast one was rewarded with when they knived their prey to the heart. "Kaius, my name is Ryoko Furukawa," I introduced, as I took my first few steps forward, accented with daint and playfulness as they were. I was ensuring he knew, so when he arrived at hell's doorstep, the gatekeeper could roll his eyes once more when it asked who had sent him. "I would like for you to bleed for me, little sparrow," I requested, breaking into a wide grin as I simultaneously broke into a sprint against the breeze. The first strike was usually meaningless, but it had to be ceremoniously thrown; once I reached him, my attack would be a simple, straightforward thrusting punch towards his jaw with my right arm as I stepped forward with the same foot. The little bird was taller than mummy, but that frightened me not at all; it only meant that mummy had to raise her arm that much higher to reach little birdie's chin. words 0261 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 1

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The woman had introduced herself, she even knew his name for some reason, not that Kaius was paying any attention to what she was saying. He was now in combat, his senses were fully sharpened; he could not spare to dull them for even a second. Once she had ran her mouth a little longer the girl broke out in a dash towards the shinobi.

The teen remained motionless when she charged towards him as he waited for a moment to strike, or to defend against any attacks. Fortunately Ryoko had provided him with both in a single opportunity.

With speed equal to the girls the shinobi raised his left hand to catch the punch. Though the pain was reduced it was not left unfelt, he held onto the girls fist with an iron grip. Whilst catching the punch Kaius had already taken the initiative; at the time he caught the punch he was also raising his right knee in preparation to strike.

The teen was quick to stab the knee into the girls stomach, and with noticeable brute force.

As a reaction to being winded in such a way most people would lean forward from taking the blow. Kaius would take this opportunity to slam his right foot onto the girls left, a vicious blow to inflict crushing damage and hopefully immobilize her. The teen continued to crush the girls foot to keep her in place.

He had also taken the opportunity when he had kicked Ryoko in the stomach to have his left leg locked behind the right leg the girl, which she had foolishly stepped forward when she had gone in for the initial strike; this prevented her from striking his groin with her right knee.

Normally Kaius would have stopped there, and maybe backed off to let the girl consider if she really wanted to fight him. Though the teen was not himself today, he knew nothing of remorse; this was what shinobi were trained to ignore by instinct.

To finish his flurry of attacks he still had his right hand ready; of which he had left open the entire time. If his combination of movements had gone according to plan, which was likely given he had maintained a strong stance throughout the sequence, the girl would be left off balance and unready for such an attack even with one hand left to defend herself with. His movements were fluent too.

Kaius revved his arm back, and like a prong he stuck his middle and index fingers out for his final strike; he glared daggers at the girl.

"No Mercy"

Kaius would stab both fingers into each of the girls eye sockets, without hesitation he forced them in and gouged her eyes out. A squelch could be heard as the eyes were torn from their sockets.

'No Remorse,' he thought.

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way Of course, he went to clutch it; snagged my extended arm as if to say, 'May I have this dance?'  Why yes, my child... you may. I had extended myself outward, with one foot - the eastern - further forward than the other, meaning that when he grasped my punch inches short of his face, that I was left vulnerable, correct? Indeed, it certainly did appear that way. I could not step back, nor inward, nor really across the face of the temple we had created. But that did not mean I was without an escape route. The leg strike was predictable and any tyro could have anticipated it: Open stomach? How about this time we put a knee in it? 'Twas torpid and unimaginative and exactly what I expected, which is how I was able to counteract it so fluidly. Certainly, my midsection was a flat face to him for the moment, but the instant my punch was immobilized I would not dally, twisting upon my forward foot so as to drive my whole person back up to almost a regular posture; twisting so I instead stood to the side of what was now the open face of his body, meaning the raised knee would sail clear of my midsection. Only those of immensely greater strength could hope to hold to a corkscrew motion such as this with only a gripped arm as a root. In the time of his knee strike, I would be brought up to stand to his left with his leg now destined to sail parallel to my stomach, his hand still clutching my forearm - ah, but 'twas only the forearm, not the elbow, and as I had raised myself and compounded upon my previously extended arm it was now bent, suitable for all sorts of extra motion... and it was still right up close to his pretty, comestible face. With a violent further twist of my hip and arm, I extended my fist with the force of my entire body's rotation against the comparatively meager force of his simple grip, which would not lead to a thunderous blow, but would extend a drilling fist into his cheek, not doing a great deal of damage but meant only to interrupt and disorient him. It would be slightly inconvenient if he had not dropped his right foundation to the ground by this point, but likely he had, and he would have additional trouble keeping his balance from my strike had he not. If he was somehow unaffected by my blow I would rather pivot away on my forward foot to leave myself on his left side, so as to step back and clear myself of the radius of his counter-action, but if my fist had made contact with his face my follow up would be swift. At this point, it would be even more deadly for his condition were he to continue holding onto my arm, for from its once again over-extended position I would yank it back towards my hip as I pulled the face of my body back to match my previous position, my thus far unused left arm would swing forth and spear a straight punch into his gut, stepping back down a fraction with my rear foot to ground the blow. words 0547 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 1

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Kaius did not know how to react when his seemingly flawless combo was countered, he felt the impact of a corkscrew hit his face as he drew in closer to the woman; using the grip he still had on her forearm to draw him in closer, his cheek now badly bruised.

The teen bear hugged the individual as tightly as he could as he would wrestle her to the ground. His legs were wrapped around hers, his arms clinging tightly around hers also. He smiled as his eyes would meet with hers.

"It was fun!"

Like a madman he rolled the two of them closer to and off the cliffside.

Who knows what put the idea into his head, a genjutsu perhaps?

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way The little bird was struck by my initial blow, my fist bashing in his cheek almost experimentally, giving me a small taste - a tiny reminder - of what it was like to hit bone on bone. 'Twas cathartic, and I reveled in the momentary sensation, but I did not let my mind wander too far into a daydream, moving immediately in my follow-up. As planned, I turned back to my original stance as his knee dropped, and though he seemed to be drawing forward to clutch at me further - oh, this naughty little boy could not keep his groping hands off of me! - my straightforward left-arm punch to his solar plexus would not have had to be summoned from a foundation of discombobulation as his attempted grasp was, so I would have an additional speed advantage on top of the fact that my motion was the more naturally progressive of the two, utilizing the momentum of my body's rotation to achieve the desired result. Perhaps the little toy just wanted a hug, but unfortunately, I preferred that he embrace death. If my left-arm punch connected he would be held at - quite literally - arm's length with a limb that had just struck his abdomen and likely winded him in the process. My combination attack was escalating, and it still had a fair way to climb. My right arm had been successfully retrieved, yanking the boy over my extended punch, leaving his face pleasantly close to my own; my merciless red eyes stared into the depths of his as, in a tragic twist of fate, it would now be him who was bent almost double, seeing as he had not even let go of my right arm, and would be drawn in upon my opposite blow when I retracted it. I would therefore raise my left knee in my own swift striking motion, a puerile joy spread across my expression - the knee really was  the obvious choice, was it not? A shame nothing more artful immediately occurred to me, but it would suffice.  Were he significantly shorter than I, I might have tried to bend him over so as to brutalize him with further knee strikes, but that would hardly be effective with his height advantage. In fact, now that he was up so close to me it was evident that his figure might turn out to be an issue; he had proved himself supple insofar as men went, and to be struck by one of his blows would be troublesome. Thus, once I had kneed him in the gut - such an uncouth blow, but what will be will be - I would use both arms to heave at his shoulders, up-ending him and shoving him forth... off the cliff edge. If he was somehow able to resist my onslaught, now would be a good time to take a pace backward; however, should he fall, I would take my sadistic satisfaction in watching his body plummet off the fateful edge. If I was lucky, he might even smash into a lower platform and splatter all over it. Oh dear; mummy had not yet taught little birdy how to fly. words 0533 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 1

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Kaius stumbled down the cliff and died, the end.

((Arena Death Confirmed))

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way gg rekt 360 no-scoped motherfuckerrr [glorious victory] words 0420 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 1

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way [lets make it 2 for 2 B O Y Z] [GRASSFIELD] Susurrus whispered over the grassy plain, of vaguely cooling bitterness and quite delightful, though I was usually a fan of the sharper, more dramatic tastes. This place was so lonesome and vast, it made one feel almost... exiguous. Still, it was not as though the significance of my existence could be measured to by the fields of grass at my feet, no matter how verdant or expansive, fit only to undulate whenever the breeze decreed it as they were. I was not bored, per se, but I would have preferred some source of intrigue besides the way I was left to waltz aimlessly about the gaia, black eyes burning freely when they were not closed, and my companion spirit watching from overhead; I cared not for his depreciate, abyssal stare as I let my hands drift above my head in the breeze, abluting what little stresses accumulated in my scheming mind through the grace of my subtle motions. How very relaxing. words 0161 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 2

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The stage had been set for the battle, both fighters were now present. Kaius stood merely meters away from the Ryoko, the teen glared at the girl with malice; his fists both clenched in anger. If the hostile atmosphere did not already make the girl turn to face him, he would speak up in a cold and dead tone.

"I have been ordered by Sunagakure to kill any trespassers on this field, leave or face the consequences."

He made the demand, after doing so the teen silently waited for a response from the woman. He was not in a particulary good mood that day either, the raven haired boy gave the girl a death stare as he awaited a response.

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THESE FOUR WALLS HAVE EYES got lost on the way When the ashen voice spoke out from my back, interrupting my reverie, I will admit to you my surprise. I gasped, but contained a yelp and spun, turning my coal-black eyes on the unknown boy. He stared at me with an open malice, the kind I was unused to; mostly my little toys beheld me with amicability, lust or fear. Often in that order. "Oh my..." Said I with mostly air and little tone, breathing in and clutching at my cheeks as though appalled at this turn of events, as though a pusillanimous individual, when in truth I was firstly enthralled, and secondly far from intimidation. "I am sorry, dear prince..." I apologized with false sincerity, taking a step back, then a second, then a third, a fourth as though to leave, opening the distance between us up to seven meters, a more workable and appropriate divide. It was then that I stopped, and my mien shifted; an abberant gleam brightened my iris; my murderous - and furthermore, uncompliant  - quiddity was unveiled. "But I am afraid I am rather unmoved by your august decrees...!" I did declare, and then my unarmed arms raised to beckon him forward. Some screeching note in my voice, tasting subtly of some odd blend of rosemary and thyme did emerge, and it was unashamedly mad. Oh, how I loved these scarce chances to yell.  "KILL ME IF YOU CAN, LITTLE PRINCE!" words 0283 tagged @kaius theme battle theme 2

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Kaius existed in silence, the display of madness had left him unmoved. He observed the woman with disinterest, though he still bestowed acknowledgement to every word said; he needed those words to elucidate her decision. At what was first left unclear was soon made comprehensible, the shinobi grunted at the resolution.

If viable he would have wanted to lighten the situation without violence, it was now obvious that this was not feasible. At any rate, not with this one. He delivered his thoughts both flat and toneless.

"Very well, if that is what you wish... then so be it."

He began his assault with a frontal dash towards the girl, his right fist pulled back and ready for a jagged strike towards her lower facial area. With his body leaned forward slightly his intention could have been obvious to anyone, or so it seemed.

When the teen got within striking distance of the girl he instead boosted his left knee up, kicking off with his right leg; the ambush would be aimed towards her lower throat, an effortless accomplishment given their height differences. The momentum gathered from the run would aid in his lunge, the recoil of the hit used to land both feet back on the ground swiftly.

If the rush was successful his victim would be left gasping for air and disorientated, possibly or at the very least blundering backwards from the brute force; their differences in weight and his added momentum made this highly likely, even if they had somehow predicted and blocked the blow there would still be an effect.

This was a golden opportunity, and it would not be wasted. Kaius twisted his form and swung the right fist he had prepared into the sadists now vulnerable jaw.

A brutal right hook of tremendous force.

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((OOC: IIC has passed. Kaizu got scared and ran away~))

Kaius hit his initial blow, causing Ryoko to stumble backwards; the attack had hit deeper than usual, her windpipe had been badly damaged by the looks of things. He slammed his fist into the side of her jaw as it would break in two, a crunching sound of bones could be heard to confirm it. She dramatically fell to the floor whilst gasping for air.

A few more seconds of pain and it was all over.

He never expected the fight to be so easy, especially after all the trash talk; but he was glad it was over.

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