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Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 19:31:51 GMT -5
Kyle smirked as he examined the inside of the Arena. The crowds were pumped and excited. Kyle really didnt know what to bring for the tournament, or what to do. He is an ASSASSIN....Killing people is what he does. This is almost against what he was taught. Injuring and almost killing someone, and then letting them go. Almost like fishing, accept you catch the fish, throw it against the wall once or twice, and then release it back into the lake.
Jack smiled under his mustache and walked over to kyle. "well hello there kyle. I was shocked when i seen your name on the tournaments list."
Kyle chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "yeah, i needed something fun to do. I never knew you were a referee. Its a good job- better then bartending. You dont have to put up with the drunks or amatuers who try to sneak in." Kyle stated.
"Oh this is just as bad. Alot more blood involved then you think. It will be a mess to clean up. Well, i better let you meet your opponent befor the match." Jack waved, and kyle wandered around the arena again.
((the picture is kyle atm, but without the stuff on his face. He has a tattoo on his arm as of now XD))
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Last Edit: Nov 25, 2011 19:33:49 GMT -5 by Kyle Black-Sky
"Well ifin' it tis'nt thee lost pup, come ti' try his hand at thee arena tourney. I'm surprised ye' even showed up." Steele says with his arms folded on the sideline. "Ye' know, thee hinny yer facin', is probably thee nicest person in thee tourney." He chuckled. "I hope his lion rips ye' ti' shreds."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 19:40:50 GMT -5
He snorted in disgust. "Just shut the fuck up and get out of here. I highly doubt that pets are even allowed in the tournament. " Kyle rolled his eyes at steele and ignored him.
"Jus' make sure ye' win tis' one hinny. I want ti' be able ti' break ye nd' not get in trouble fir' it." He smirks. "Good luck, yer' gonna need it." Steele says holding up his middle finger to Kyle and walking away.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Roland walked into the arena with his new great axe. He would try it out and see how he liked it today. Smiling he looked around there was alot of people.
Roland checked out the scoreboard, alot of people had won already. He would fight Kyle. He wasn't sure who that was but he would make sure he was prepared. He began asking people about him. After a while he walked up to Kyle. "Hey do you know who this Kyle is?"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 20:11:43 GMT -5
Kyle broke out laughing. "you brought an AXE?" he was now on his ass, holding his sides. "im sorry, i dont mean to be exactly rude. I wasnt expecting you to bring an axe!" he fake coughed and stood Up. "you must be roland."
(( sorry, i accidently put "was" instead of "wasnt" T~T oh how i fail.... sorry. i so could have fixed it when i was typing it...))
Last Edit: Nov 25, 2011 20:21:04 GMT -5 by Kyle Black-Sky
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 20:22:10 GMT -5
"im kai-er... Kyle. Kai is the name i usually go by though. i wasnt expecting you to bring an axe... well, because they tend to be slow weapons sometimes."
Roland frowned, "I suppose that means you are a fast opponent." he said, "Oh well, I stand firm in my choices. I normally use a spear but I'm practicing on axes."
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 20:31:01 GMT -5
"ah, i see... well, i hope your axe training goes well." he smiled, but then it turned into a sad smile. "yes... i am a fast opponent. sorry. I give you the best of luck though, friend. Jack there, the referee bartender person, my friend and landlord, says that when we shake hands we can start the battle." he stuck his right hand out to shake his. "ill try not to be too fast."
"Oh ok. But Kyle please, if I want to train my axe I need you to go your fastest. I'm not holding back on you! So you don't hold back on me!" he grabbed Kyle's hand firmly and smiled at him. "Good luck to you too!"
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 20:41:02 GMT -5
"alright, i wont hold back entirely!" he grinned, backing up a large amount and creating fog....lots and lots of Dense fog. It was like the technique lord dosise(i hope i spelled that right) used. the fog surrounded Roland, so kyle transformed into a wolf and circled him as a good distance. he couldnt be heard at all. Kyle had a great advantage.
'Hmmm' he thought to himself 'fog...a man named Steele told him wolf animigs... So he can smell me and I can't see him.' he smiled, "Very clever Kyle!" he called into the fog. He took a deep breath of the fog and crouched down. The fog had not yet reached the bottom and unless keep very thick, never would. He saw the feet of Kyle and smiled placing the axe on his shoulder. He ran over to him and slammed down the axe hard towards him.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 25, 2011 20:51:02 GMT -5
Kyle jumped right over roland! 'too slow!' he snickered.he bagan to run in circles around roland. 'why not hit him from a bling spot?!' her furrowed his eyebrows, grinning and body slamming him from behind. as soon as their bodies touched, kyle ran off again. He transformed back into his human form now, circling very fast still. "An animagus-" his voice was like a surround sound speaker. "is what im called. Almost like a shapeshifter basicly."
He moved a little from the shove. Man was fast, "I know, and alot quicker than I thought." he laughed, "Or maybe I'm just slower than I thought I would be." he readied himself this time he would try something new.