Congratulations for making it to the second round of the Tournament of Champions. Both teams receive three Fate Points for making it this far! The battle closes after 11:59 PM EST on March 27th. Good luck to both teams!
Arenas were arranged at random, and your prompt is as follows:
Your battle finds you trekking across the sun-baked dunes and rocks of a harsh desert. If you need water or directions, you could try asking a cactus.
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Elijah Belov, "Everything else is just a chef!"
Bitterwood -- Red-Stained Night
The desert was never calm, a breeze was always present and that breeze always moved the desert sand about. Along the ground and even in the air above, the desert’s sand resembled thousands upon thousands of mosquitoes moving about in one spot, seemingly never stopping. For miles and miles in this place the only thing visible to the human eye would be sand, making the entire desert itself look like a golden brown sea, the sand moving about the surface symbolizing the waves of the water which also never stopped. A place that seemed like no one would ever bother to inhabit it, as if no life whatsoever belonged there and was never there to begin with. Through the sandstorm that currently blew through, the sun still shined brightly through the entire area. Its heat enough to make anyone pass out if they were there too long, definitely an interesting place to stage a confrontation.
Yet again, Kristopher found himself being the first one in the area. His arm over his face as he moved forward a bit hesitantly. What was with all of this? Its like the oh so gracious hosts of this tournament loved placing Kristopher in settings he absolutely hated. "They better show up this time..." Kristopher managed to quietly say before having to spit out all of the sand that had shot into his mouth. Thoughts rushed through his head, one being how another member of his organization, Lukas, would absolutely love this place. He had a thing for deserts, if he were there Kristopher knew that whoever he was going to face this time would definitely be in danger.
As that thought passed through his head, the spirit inside of him caught on to it and cut in, yet again, 'Kris... Are you gay or something? I mean, you're always thinking about men. Come on.'
Kristopher stopped walking as he glared, in no particular direction he responded to the spirit inside of his head. Oh shut up thing. I'm not gay, I just happened to remember how Lukas loved deserts.
The spirit chuckled inside of his head before speaking again. Still harassing Kristopher about what he had thought, 'Gaaaaaaaaaaayyyy. Gay boy gay boy. Homosexual child. Oh wow, what would your mother say?'
Though, Kristopher being used to that just brushed off the spirits words as he walked up to the top of a sand dune. His arm still in front of his face as he closed his eyes to watch for any auras that may approach. He thought to himself the same statement he thought before every battle as he waited.
Lets get this over with...
Last edited by Kristopher; 03-15-09 at 05:49 PM. Reason: Fixing a typo. @_@
"He's only a child, how could he have killed them?"
The blue endless sky was the only thing available above for the eye to witness apart from the yellow ball known as sun. There were no clouds, for the heat of the sun disallowed presence. The heat, such a great presence that overwhealmed the area, it denied most animals the right to roam around freely, they take refuge under the hot sand so that they may escape it and return to the surface during nighttime.
'Crack' Stylish dark shoes stepped upon a worn out rock and thus making the presence of the young man known.
Rensuko's dark shoes stood firmly agaisnt the ground, his right hand was horizontally positioned across his forehead to prevent the rays of the hot sun to reach his eyes which would inteferred with his search. First, t'was the thorned filled jungle with the annoying parrot. Rensuko's eyes scanned the seemingly deserted land with his eyes carefuly for anything interesting. A gentle wind brushed agaisnt the upper part of his face, the flow of air carried with it a ravaging heat. The heat was indeed a great problem especially for the upcoming clash. As he studied the area he was also thinking and making rather on point predictions. ' This heat...quite cruel ' He thought to himself reffering to others. Dehydration would be easy to attain in such temperature as well as cases of strokes.Though heat would be the last of your issues when you have the ability to manipulate energy, and therefore not bothering him at all. In fact, he was going to use this heat agaisnt the opposing team.
Nothing, after a few minutes of eye searching there was nothing at the moment, simply many rocks and cactuses. The cactuses seemed quite old, few seemed to carry water and most resembled as if they were poisonus.
After a while of his eye search, he noticed a familiar figure, that of Kristopher's. "Ah.." He headed towards that direction and observed the wind blowing over the sand dunes from afar. He reached his destination and spoke "Who are the lucky suckers,Kris? "
Last edited by Rensuko; 03-21-09 at 10:45 AM. Reason: Forgot to bold/italic one of my Character's phrases
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Elijah Belov, "Everything else is just a chef!"
Bitterwood -- Red-Stained Night
XIX advances, due to no posts by the opponents. Sorry you guy's that you haven't gotten a chance to write anything more than an opening to two rounds of complete inactivity by the other team. Next round promises to be better, since all the inactive teams are almost completely eliminated.
XIX gains fate points.
XIX Advances to round 3
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