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Post by aggolem on Oct 14, 2008 22:24:15 GMT -5
The arena was crowded like on a normal fight day, there was almost no empty seats in the house. "In one corner standing a whopping 6'2" weighing 502 lbs, making his way to the top LARIUS THE GOLDEN DRAGON!!!!" The announcer yelled excitingly into his microphone as the match was beginning. "AND in the other corner..." The announcer went on and the fight was over in a half an hour. Larius had won his bout and was on his way out of the arena.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 21, 2008 20:12:06 GMT -5
((I'm actually gonna post with Bane. He's more cut out for this. Jet's a wimp.))
Amber eyes watched from the back wall, at the doors where the next contestant would be walking out. But the next contestant was already there. Watching, ears back. Red runes were bright crimson against pale white. He adjusted his footing, spat to the side. Then grinned. This would be fun…
“Can anyone defeat this reptile of death?!” The announcer shouted at the cheering crowd. “Let’s see our next opponent…the dog who’s walked through the devil’s infernos. Give it up for…Bane Tigersblood!”
The white hound approached the ring, climbed up in it, and grinned at Larius. “Shall we?” he asked.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 21, 2008 20:18:14 GMT -5
((Sweet your taking on the champ))
Larius turned towards Bane and said with pride, "Fine by me. I never turn away anyone who wishes to challenge me." With that being said Larius returned to his corner of the arena and the fans were going nuts. "Reptile of death... Now that's a new one." Larius was thinking to himself. He turned towards his opponent and then prepaired for the bell to start the fight.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 21, 2008 20:28:24 GMT -5
Bane flashed a wild grin. An almost...psychotic grin. His amber eyes had a bright spark behind them, and seemed to have their own growing light. He twisted one paw, letting himself get a good feel for his footing. This dragon was bound to give a good fight. A dragon! And a good fighter at that. Bane's fellhound blood was racing, eager to attack, eager to start. It didn't even matter that he might loose or...did they kill in this ring ever? That didnt' matter either. Bane lived for the fight. He was more wild than many of the softer, more tamed fellhounds. He was a warrior.
The ref signaled the start, the bell rang, and Bane leapt forward on all fours at Larius. He didn't use claws or teeth or flames. His flames were nonexistant right now. Because he wanted to know what method Larius used first, and then fight to match.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 21, 2008 20:45:21 GMT -5
Larius didn't move, he was watching on how Bane was moving and studying how he got around. Then when Bane got closer Larius started to charge at him and then they would have a brawl on their hands. Larius jumped into the air to dodge Banes attack then spun around landing on his feet to see what would happen next.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 21, 2008 20:50:54 GMT -5
Stupid people probably want me to just use fists... Bane thought crossly, although he'd really like to use his fangs. But he stood still after Larius' move, then edged closer to him. A little closer, a little more, to see how close the dragon would let him get. It was tense. No blood had been spilled yet. The opponents were merely testing each other. And watching....
Then suddenly, Bane shoved off the ground back to two feet, at the same time putting all of his force of standing up in an uppercut punch to Larius' jaw, throwing his hips and entire body into it.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 21, 2008 21:04:29 GMT -5
Larius saw the move coming and took the hit on purpose to see just how strong his opponent was. Larius slammed into the wall of the arena and then he didn't move. Silence had come over the arena and everyone was in aww of Banes brute strength and the fans were not happy with Larius and his standing still. There was movement by the wall and Larius emerged without a serious injury. Larius was afterall a dragon and they could take much more abuuse before they would tap out. He spit out a little blood and then said in a loud clear voice. "That tickled...now my turn." Larius opened his wings and let out a nasty roar, the volume shook the arena and then he used his wings to propel him towards Bane and then put out his fist that would hurt really bad.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 21, 2008 21:09:37 GMT -5
Bane let the roar of the dragon and the roar of the crowd wash over him with the wild beat of his heart, faster, faster, but he seemed to have all the time in the world as he planted his feet, not running or dodging or making any sort of move to block. But just as Larius hit, he burst into flames.
I mean full-blown inferno rushing out to meet the dragon, exploding in the arena around the hound. Wild, angry-red fire twisted around his limbs, and at his ears and down his neck, even as he was hit and sent to the floor. He should have caused some damage in return. He flipped over onto his feet easily, laughing.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 21, 2008 21:13:39 GMT -5
Larius felt the fire and then his scales lit up, a shining light was emitting from his scales and then sparks of electricity blossomed forth. Larius figured if the fire was what Bane had then he might as well show off for the crowd. When the two connected there was an explosion, as if two bombs collided. The crowd knew that this was going to be a fight for the ages.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 23, 2008 8:51:45 GMT -5
Bane was still laughing, a slightly psychotic laugh. When he stopped, he still had a slightly psychotic grin. Even if he wasn't actually psychotic.
"Fire and storm...I like sound of it!" he practically crowed with delight. He agreed with the crowd--this would be a dang good fight. One of the betters he'd ever been in.
He started lunging forward, charging, but ahead of him rushed a wall of flames. It would hit Laruis first. The forerunner. While Bane leapt up and swept around to kick the dragon's face.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 23, 2008 19:38:21 GMT -5
Larius jumped into the air to avoid the flames and then put his left forearm up to defend against the kick. Larius was successful at avoiding both attacks but he was getting anxious to go on the offensive. So he did, he knocked Bane backwards and then charged his energy into his fist and then went in for a devastating punch.
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Post by Pyran on Oct 24, 2008 15:56:06 GMT -5
Bane's eyes widened and he jerked back--but of course, no time to dodge!
The fist slammed into his face, and electricity shot through his body and it felt like something had exploded in front of his nose. He fell backwards and shook his head. "Ach!"
At least, if nothing else, Bane still had a double-edged sword. That is, when Larius hit him, the intensity of Bane's flames were still likely to hurt, even to dragon scales. For the moment, Larius was ahead, but this fight could still go either way. It could always go either way. Bane enjoyed the challenge, and even as he clutched his bloodied nose with both hands he kicked up with flaming feet for Larius' shin.
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Post by aggolem on Oct 25, 2008 17:01:49 GMT -5
Larius jumped back to avoid the shin shot but he still took the damage for the heat. Larius hopped backwards and then just stared at Bane and said. "Your good hound. Your so good that I think I can fight you with no restrains at ALL." Wtih that being said Larius threw off the wrapping around his fists and there was a bolt of electricity that was visible even to the fans. Larius was serious now and he wasn't going to hold back for any reason.
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Post by Pyran on Nov 9, 2008 10:34:40 GMT -5
Bane rolled back to his feet, standing up straight. "I hope you don't mind me replying in kind...." he said with a devilish smirk, his sharp fangs glistening in the unusual lighting.
But exactly what Bane had in mind wasn't clear. He didn't seem any more powerful (or any smarter for that matter) as he threw out another flaming punch for the dragon--for his throat.
But one thing was clear about his strategy--he was trying to force Larius back. Larius was good at dodging, which meant Bane had to back him into a corner.
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Post by aggolem on Nov 9, 2008 22:17:40 GMT -5
((A new challenger has appeared!))
Larius barely dodged the flaming fist and got a little burned on his throat scales and he grabbed him by the arm and flung him over his right shoulder. Larius was getting ready to do a counter attack when all of a sudden a ball of dark energy had exploded behind him. He turned around to see that no one was behind him. He then looked up and saw a black figure descending into the arena and it crashed into the ground. Smoke was everywhere and when it cleared Larius's heart skipped a beat when he saw what emerged. A pitch black dragon rose from the crater and then belted an extreme roar. It then disappeared and then reappeared behind Larius and struck him in the side of the head sending him sprawling into the wall.
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