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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2015 20:24:36 GMT
Welcome to the Arena of Khazan! Some probably powerful warriors from across the Omniverse are about to enter through the lavishly decorated catwalk. Who will they be? IT'S TIME FOR THE KHAZAN ARENA BATTLES!!!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2015 12:48:37 GMT
"And there he is, the wraith without faith himself, NOOB SAIBOT!" said the enthusiastic announcer.
Bi-Han, now known as Noob, strolled through the catwalk as miniature fireworks went off. His 'Saibot', the shadowy clone of him that he is able to summon, appeared beside him, and the two struck a back-to-back pose together. The Saibot then melted into an inky liquid and reformed as Noob's shadow. Noob created a white ball of ghostly magic energy in his hand, as if to say, 'yeah, I can do all of this crap, what have you got, mate?'
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 13, 2015 18:59:46 GMT
"Aaaaaaaand in this corner of the ring (which has an unspecified amount of said corners!), weighing in at someodd pounds, Albert Wesker!" said another enthusiastic announcer.
Wesker glanced over his sunglasses at Noob, then smirked, moving quickly enough that it looked as if he were teleporting. "Shouldn't be a long defeat, don't worry. Noob."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2015 22:13:36 GMT
OC: The arena constantly morphs itself, so the catwalks get opened sporadically.
Noob created a portal in front of him, and another one a few metres away from Wesker. He jumped into the portal closest to him, and then fell out of the one nearest to Wesker. The portals disappeared, and then Noob got into a monkey-style fighting stance.
"Time to knock you down a tier." said Noob ominously. He charged towards Albert and was about to strike with his fist.
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 14, 2015 1:54:48 GMT
Albert snorted, moving so quickly it was akin to teleportation, ducking Noob's fist and going for a sweep of his legs to put Noob on the ground.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 13:00:53 GMT
The attack connected, and Noob was knocked onto the ground. Noob rolled backwards, and then clicked his fingers. His Saibot leaped out of the ground behind Wesker and was about to grab the mad man from behind so that it could drag him into the ground.
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 15, 2015 3:59:40 GMT
Wesker frowned and dashed to Noob, aiming to launch himself in a jump with a knee to the ninja's face. If this such attack was successful, he'd swiftly pull out his pistol and while his opponent was presumably incapacitated, blow his brains out. He was not interested in a prolonged combat. He could sustain it, for sure, but did he want to spend the extra time? Hell no.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2015 9:39:11 GMT
Due to Albert's dash forwards, the Saibot that attempted to grab him missed its chance and faded into the ground. Noob was prepared for this sudden dash as he had witnessed Wesker's impressive speed earlier in the battle. He put both of his arms in front of his face to shield himself from the oncoming knee-to-the-head.
Quan Chi, Noob Saibot's creator and boss, and Shinnok, the fallen Elder God and ruler of the Netherrealm, were observing the fight from a VIP booth in the audience.
"This superpowered bohemian Bi-Han is fighting seems to be quite a force to be reckoned with, Quan Chi." said Shinnok to his subordinate.
"Once Noob kills this man, I will claim his soul and make him a soldier for the Netherrealm armies, Lord Shinnok." replied Quan Chi.
"If the wraith looks like he will lose this bout, assist him." commanded Shinnok.
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 15, 2015 22:17:12 GMT
Wesker sneered. "What chance do you have?" Wesker went on the offensive, trying to keep Noob from summoning more Saibots.
A barrage of punches that would throw regular men across the room came from Wesker, each hit getting consecutively harder and harder so as to break the block and get into Noob's face.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2015 10:27:58 GMT
The sheer ferocity and strength of Wesker's barrage of punches was causing Noob's arms to be in considerable pain. He knew he would have to cave in eventually. It was only a matter of time. He had to focus. During Wesker's feral strikes, Noob spotted an opening, and took advantage of it. He let his guard down for a millisecond and struck Wesker's torso with the palm of his hand hard. He prepared to follow this attack up with a massive roundhouse kick to the jaw.
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 16, 2015 15:07:27 GMT
Wesker staggered for a moment due to the blow, but as he saw the kick coming he ducked just under it so he could spring up and execute a kick of his own-- a side kick to Noob's diaphragm, which if successful would leave him both winded and more importantly, vulnerable.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2015 17:58:47 GMT
It was at this moment, Noob realised he'd fudged up. He had underestimated Wesker's reflexes and knew he would pay the price for it. There was only one thing that could be done to avoid the inevitable: dissolve into sludge and run off like a little pussy, of course. And that was exactly what Noob did. His body turned into a black liquid, and then his corporeal form reformed a few feat away from Wesker.
Noob laughed. "Your attacks are fierce and strong. Quan Chi and Lord Shinnok would make good use of your soul. However, I doubt that there would be much of your soul left after I'm finished with you!" he said cockily.
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Post by corvette1710 on Jun 16, 2015 21:25:00 GMT
Wesker merely smirked in reply.
"Whatever broken beast lies inside me, it isn't a soul. That's long been discarded in favor of more... lucrative pursuits," he said in the near-trademarked Wesker blasé, his devilish grin the only thing to distract one's gaze from the red, catlike eyes that shone through his sunglasses.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2015 21:44:16 GMT
"It seems like we'll be going into round 2, folks!" said the announcer. "We'll spice things up this round!"
Suddenly, the whole arena morphed. The arena now had the appearance of a certain marketplace in the always wartorn realm of Outworld. A horned creature dozing in between Noob and Wesker appeared into the Khazan Arena, alongside Blanche, the extremely reckless old woman with a severe disregard for self-preservation. Blanche was standing dangerously close to the fight, as always, and was casually looking at both unusual fighters without so much as batting an eye.
OOC: In Mortal Kombat X, Blanche can actually be used like a thrown weapon by the fighters, and fighters can use the horned beast thing as a springboard. Make of that what you will.
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Post by SSJRuss on Jun 16, 2015 22:09:48 GMT
From behind the recently teleported old woman came another warrior. Head to toe in robes and armor, the mysterious man stepped forward and looked at his opponents, sizing them up.
"Let's see how they fair to a real warrior...", Revan thought to himself, giving a quick smirk behind his mask then drawing on the Force to enhance his speed and reflexes. In one move, Revan ignited and tossed both of his lightsabers, one at each enemy. At the rate the weapons were spinning, Revan was hoping to either kill or maimed them quickly. If not, he'd be prepared to force pull the sabers back and leap into the air to avoid any counter-attack.
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