OCT: Silver City Tournament: Lobby Tower [Always accepting new Arrivals]

[Miles]

What occurred next was more than surprising to D’Angelo. By being in such a close proximity to the fiery demon he figured the thing would have turned to use its bulk and strength o squash him where stood. Oh, how wrong he was! It seemed that the creature had other things to worry about and D’Angelo hadn’t been the only individual to take note of the massive fireball. The creature didn’t stand a chance.

A fiery explosion blew D’Angelo off his feet, sending him into the vending machine he had leaped over only moments before. He hit it with a thud and fully expected to feel excruciating pain from the fire. Again, he was wrong. Deep black eyes stared in amazement as he watched the last of the explosion die away, constrained with the confines of some invisible shield. What in the nine hells? He mouthed, knowing that someone had inadvertently saved his life.

Slowly he shook his head clear and stood to his feet, his legs wobbly from the force of the impact. He was a little bruised but nothing was broken. He brushed himself off and looked around, peering out from under the cowl of his cloak yet again. With one of the main offenders gone hopefully things would settle down.

He could feel the short sword on his hip pulsating with what little power it had gathered. It hadn’t been much. He tapped into that stored energy, depleting it. A cool wave of energy flowed through and over him, washing away what little fatigue he had, though it did nothing to take away the bruises he received. The weapon couldn’t heal him; only refresh him.

[Blackwolf 1945]

Miku was quite satisfied with her attack, she had managed to get rid of most of her anger in one burst and started to walk away with a smile on her face. She started to feel her back warming up and so she turned around to see the big guy she had just kicked burst into flames, in one adrenaline filled moment she drew her leek, and entered 'battle mode' throwing her left arm and her sword in front of most of her body, shielding most of the burst however the heat almost exhausted her and had left a burn on her right thigh.

She feel to her knees, then spread them in front of her and sat like that returning the leek and her left panel back to normal and holding the leek in her right hand by her side. She just sat there catching her breath and toying with the burn as a small child would, wincing when she touched it but that didn't stop her.

[Shoryu]

Lal The Incubus

[Also, Sorry about how thorough and interrupting this post is =3 But i thought it would be a HILARIOUS way to interrupt the fighting XD]

[Wow, did not know that green would be so hard to read DX *fixes*]

It would probably go totally unnoticed, due to all the fighting, as a disturbingly adorable little creature 'materialized' on one side of the room near the large windows, an equally adorable but totally black critter perched on his shoulders. He had a nice toothy grin on his muzzle as he observed the chaos about the lobby, giving a delighted sigh before speaking in his childish little voice "Mmmrlll, It's a good thing we came early eh?... I could've missed this delicious banquet... So much Rage, Pain...Excitement... Even a little resolve mixed in... oooh, that big one would be a smorgasbord for a pride eater... Taki, Lets see if we can stir up some surprise as well... EAT EM."

Moments later the childish ethereal voice of the Aci on his shoulder echoed throughout the room "OOOH, GOODIE...NOMMINGS TIME!!!" There was a sudden appearance of loooots of spreading shadow as That cutesy creature fed on a growing flow of energy from his master, pushing him up enough to reach the rather high roof, though particularly massive and imposing, he was still just as cute and innocent seeming. Then he seemed to come crashing down with his maw wide open, wierdly deformed wide enough to cover the lobby floor as he came down and proceeded to swallow everyone who couldn't hide somewhere.

Whoever got 'eaten' would find themselves for mere seconds in what seemed like a void of non sensation, no light exists to make shadow, no senses can see, hear, or feel anything, and moments later they'd all be teleported harmlessly back out of the big black creature's 'belly'. "EEEEEE, Tasty snacks... There's a bunch of food in there too." Lal would quickly take back his energy flow so that Taki would be Shrunken back down to the tiny adorable Shoulder Aci from moments before.

[PlatinumSkink]

As if to answer her criticizing speech a growing menace appeared above Naiyo and everyone else. The jaw was disturbingly wide, and there was no doubt of its intent. Considering the scream that the, except for the maw, disturbingly cute being had screamed before this it was a rather safe bet to assume that staying immobile at this moment would result in becoming food for the creature. However, escaping appeared to be difficult, as the mouth was wide enough to cover the entire room. There was no escape. In that case, the only way to escape would be… eliminating the mouth or becoming inedible. Since the latter appeared to be a problem since it apparently had nothing against eating anything, only one solution remained.

Naiyo drew her fan, skipped only to the minimal height necessary and with a great swing with the fan created a current of air to shoot her at the monster. Naiyo was, as shown, rather strong for an average human. Much to say she wasn’t one. Launching herself directly into the gaping maw that was this creature, Naiyo was intent on causing enough damage to be barfed up safely. Not much of a plan, but it would suffice.

However, as she approached…

… Tsk. That was not so easy to do with this, now was it..?

It was pitch black. That much Naiyo could have guessed would happen, and sight was not exactly necessary for what she planned to do. But she had also lost her hearing, her smell, her taste, her touch… Actually, that was all her senses. She could not sense anything. As if she did not exist. Huh. That did not go so well, did it..? A sense of feeling pathetic flowed over her. This was rather anti-climactic an ending to her life, wasn’t it..?

Suddenly, the senses returned. She was lying in that same room, once again. It did not even take two seconds before Naiyo had thrown herself back on her feet and turned towards the cause of what had happened. The thing that had produced the giant maw was now tiny. Too tiny.

‘What… happened?’

[Draku69]

As the final moments of the chaos came to a close; quite literally, with the snap of the Aci's maw, the figure of a sharp dressed man came into view; to those who were lucky enough to remain on the outside of the adorable little critter's insides, dressed in all black. He would then smile as he looked to The Man in White, "Well, Well Mr. White. Seems you have made the perfect boss selection. I was growing ever so weary of the ruckus you allowed within your lobby." The Man in Black would casually walk off into the air, floating casually next to The Man in White, before descending an invisible flight of stairs towards the ground. "Now, if you don't mind White, I'd like to keep our guests properly entertained." He would turn to look up at him with a playful grin.

[Miles]

The tingling sensation that coursed through D’Angelo’s body quickly diminished and left the sell-sword standing amongst a battered and broken room, now with one less participant. Dark eyes caught the movement of the shadows below him , ever cautious of treachery he took a step onto the tipped over vending machine that he had previously crashed into.

The hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end, alerting him that something was amiss. There was something going on that he couldn’t yet perceive. D’Angelo did well in keeping his composure, for a moment at least. When his eyes drifted up towards the ceiling a look of surprise flashed across his face so fast it might as of not have been there. Quickly the sell-sword broke into a sprint as the giant maw began its ascension down upon the unwary. As he ran two daggers were produced, one in each hand.

Fast footwork from a life thieving sent D’Angelo in a dead sprint towards a corner of the room. He vaulted himself into the air off of a piece of furniture towards the corner. One foot was firmly placed against the corner of a wall, he pushed himself off with a mighty kick and soared even higher before momentum ran out. His left hand struck out first, plunging the long dagger deep into the wall, his right hand was next, this one even higher. He repeated for only a moment before pulling himself up where he placed each foot on a precarious perch.

Had he more time D’Angelo would of continued to go even higher, to the very vaulted ceiling if he could. As it was he pressed himself tight into the corner of the room as the giant maw cam sweeping down to engulf whoever wasn’t lucky or skilled enough to get out of the way. As for D’Angelo, he stayed exactly where he was even after whatever it was vanished, turning only so that he was now facing outward toward the room rather than into the corner.

That was close. He commented to himself as he surveyed the area from his new perch nearly twenty feet up. Perhaps this was really the tournament ground?

[Damon Luco]

(Caedmon)

The group of assassins watched the room carefully as they fought. Always aware, always observant. They never finished their fight though but Jace had successfully stopped the fireball, even though it still blasts a few opponents away. The chaos continued, and grew in till somewhere in the lobby an imp became a giant. Caedmon should have seen it coming, but he didn't and the others were unprepared. The imp opened its mouth and swallowed everyone in the room that couldn't get out of they way. The jaws came over the team, making them lose all senses, but surprising none of them panic or showed they were afraid, because they had all unbelievably been in many situations like this. Rachel realized it at first, the loss of senses then teleporting back to the room, the team was sitting in the same place they were before the fight broke out. The experience they had just felt was a fake, a mere hallucination, and the power that was almost an exact doppelganger of her powers. Was it coincidences? She quickly pushed the thought away as the entire team stare at her, but signaled back to them, nothing more then a twitch, that it wasn't her, and they all came to the same realization as the man in black talked to the host as if they were long LOST friends. Caedmon remained expressionless as he watched the man, curious on how the man in black was going to entertain the group. He kept one of his hand around the last few knifes he had, and noticed that everyone was ready to strike at a moment notice. Caedmon kept his mind open, making sure that nothing took him by surprise.

[Crazy Scion]

Scion appears in the lobby in a flash of green light. He looks around to see a room full of more people then he remembered, and to top it off, it looked like a huge battle had just been fought.

"Well Derek. I think we missed something fun."

Derek. "It would appear so Scion. Though by the looks of it. They are all still pretty eager to go at it."

Scion. "I wonder if anyone here is still willing to fight a bit. Of coarse I think we should take it outside if we do. It would be bad if everyone started attacking us all at once." Scion looks around at the other combatants trying to make eye contact to get there attention. His eyes would appear to have a mild glow to them for anyone who looked long enough.

[makiaka]

Fuja was the peacefull type while everyone had been fighting she had been watching it like a gpod show occasionally eating some of her food she had stowed with her, and sheilding her eyes from the debris.

Fuja being her strange nature bad walked up and tugged on his shirt tp get his attemtiom. " I will do it.You know your really smart and bold for such a well groomed woman:" she said saying the first part lightly then continueing to drag him by the shirt outside.

[Crazy Scion]

(I thought we were up stairs, but whatever. Here is the thread to outside.)
http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...32#post5973632