Kumogakure Battle Dome
Sept 24, 2017 6:14:56 GMT -7
Post by ~Emi~ on Sept 24, 2017 6:14:56 GMT -7
(OOC: Just tell me if there's anything i forgot to mention or if I missed something you wrote, just PM me and I'll check it, good luck)
When the young boy was about to enter the arena the crowd at first went all quiet as they gazed upon Ryutatsu on the screen, and then a large amount of conversations began to erupt all across the large group of people. The arena host swiftly checked his papers to turn the mood around and jumped up on a large plateau in front of the public and allowed his long blue hair wave in the wind as he screamed into the microphone.
AAAaaannndd fooor ouuur next fiiight, hereee in the dome of blood and applauds. A challenger with less experience than most.... but a power equal to few
The host jumped on to an even higher plateau and swooped with his arm towards the entering shinobi as the crowd was getting thrilled up.
Let me introduce yooouuu too... KYYUUOODOOO RYUUTAAATSUU!!!
The end of the name was hard to hear as the crowd had began to cheer for the young boy, which the host got quite satisfied with as he wasn't sure who the boy was himself. But he brushed away some sweat from his forehead and had his plateau descend unto the arena. On his left side there was a man approximately 5 meters away with a wakisashi drawn in his left hand and some dark clothing that covered most other possible weapons. The arms and hands were protected by long and scaly gauntlets and his feet protected only by some soft shoes. His age was somewhere between 20 and 30 but as his eyes investigated the incoming shinobi, it was clear he had some experience behind him.
LEEET usss seee, whoo is the strongest, Ryutatsu ... or our PRIMO GELLER!!
The crowd cheer once more while the host turned off the mic and gave away a low sigh. He waved to Ryutatsu to come forward so he could explain the rules to the duo.
This fight is simple, the first one to take down his opponent.. wins. It's not allowed to leave the arena and any outside assistance means disqualification. To kill ones opponent is not encouraged and disqualifies the killer if it clearly was over before the final attack. Other than that, try to be entertaining, it's been a long day and the previous battle was... disappointing.
As he finished off the sentence he nodded over to a large body that looked like a massive rhino-man with its head chopped clean off. The host then had his plateau rise above the field and into a special room, in which he sat down and observed the scene.
Geller stood there in the same spot as trees rose from the ground 25 meters away from the middle of the arena, making it a circle around the field and a small pond began to appear in the middle. The pond stopped growing as it had reached a diameter of 5 meter. Then a couple of spotlights stopped shining on the arena and made so the trees were resting in shadows.
BEGIN
The word echoed through the arena and Geller immediately bent his knees and raised his sword into a more readied position.
When the young boy was about to enter the arena the crowd at first went all quiet as they gazed upon Ryutatsu on the screen, and then a large amount of conversations began to erupt all across the large group of people. The arena host swiftly checked his papers to turn the mood around and jumped up on a large plateau in front of the public and allowed his long blue hair wave in the wind as he screamed into the microphone.
AAAaaannndd fooor ouuur next fiiight, hereee in the dome of blood and applauds. A challenger with less experience than most.... but a power equal to few
The host jumped on to an even higher plateau and swooped with his arm towards the entering shinobi as the crowd was getting thrilled up.
Let me introduce yooouuu too... KYYUUOODOOO RYUUTAAATSUU!!!
The end of the name was hard to hear as the crowd had began to cheer for the young boy, which the host got quite satisfied with as he wasn't sure who the boy was himself. But he brushed away some sweat from his forehead and had his plateau descend unto the arena. On his left side there was a man approximately 5 meters away with a wakisashi drawn in his left hand and some dark clothing that covered most other possible weapons. The arms and hands were protected by long and scaly gauntlets and his feet protected only by some soft shoes. His age was somewhere between 20 and 30 but as his eyes investigated the incoming shinobi, it was clear he had some experience behind him.
LEEET usss seee, whoo is the strongest, Ryutatsu ... or our PRIMO GELLER!!
The crowd cheer once more while the host turned off the mic and gave away a low sigh. He waved to Ryutatsu to come forward so he could explain the rules to the duo.
This fight is simple, the first one to take down his opponent.. wins. It's not allowed to leave the arena and any outside assistance means disqualification. To kill ones opponent is not encouraged and disqualifies the killer if it clearly was over before the final attack. Other than that, try to be entertaining, it's been a long day and the previous battle was... disappointing.
As he finished off the sentence he nodded over to a large body that looked like a massive rhino-man with its head chopped clean off. The host then had his plateau rise above the field and into a special room, in which he sat down and observed the scene.
Geller stood there in the same spot as trees rose from the ground 25 meters away from the middle of the arena, making it a circle around the field and a small pond began to appear in the middle. The pond stopped growing as it had reached a diameter of 5 meter. Then a couple of spotlights stopped shining on the arena and made so the trees were resting in shadows.
BEGIN
The word echoed through the arena and Geller immediately bent his knees and raised his sword into a more readied position.