Gladiators

[Miharu Gitan]

It's the year 3013 and the newest sport is sweeping the globe. 'Gladiators' where people are given suits that enhance their physical capabilities with augmentations, all completely customizable within the rules of the game. Battles set in an arena designed for different types of games, primarily in a team setting, with one fighter assisted by a group meant to let him or her know when any issues may arise with their equipment. A major twist being that most arenas, mainly in the college and professional leagues, often change randomly to up the excitement, such as shifts to the floor or objects appearing or disappearing through the arena. Much like the centuries old game of football kids played minor league versions from childhood until college, where scouting began for 'pro league' teams who were paid to fight against other teams all over the world for fame and fortune much like the gladiators of ancient Greece.

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(I would just like to say ahead of time I'm not sure how roleplays really go along on this site so I'm just going with what I know so please let me know if I should change something anywhere within)
Rules:
1. No godmodding, autohitting, or any such behaviors deemed unacceptable by the roleplaying public at large.
2. Any and all out of character conflicts will of course, be resolved in OOC only, do not drag it into the roleplay
3. What I say goes, and that's it
4. Submit all profiles before posting please.
5. Be civil, kind and follow all usual rules of the website
6. Please be at least semi literate, post a paragraph minimum and adhere to all standards of grammar.

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Profile:
Name:
Age:
Height:
Position on team: (If any)
Team Name:
If a fighter explain all augmentations:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Any other pertinent information:
Appearance:

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Accepted Profiles:

Name: Bella River
Age: 22
Height: 5'8
Position on team: Supervisor
Team Name: Reapers
If a fighter explain all augmentations: None
Likes: Keeping things controlled and in order, despite her chaotic behavior at times
Dislikes: Anything that she cannot control or fix
Any other pertinent information: Tends to be bossy and overbearing when it comes to organizing the team.
Appearance:


Name: James Blackhawk
Age: 24
Height: 6,2
Position on team: Fighter
Team Name: Reapers
If a fighter explain all augmentations: Speed thrusters that enable quick flight as whele as insane speeds on his legs. Gauntlets hold twin revolvers and twin daggers and in his back he has extra speed thrusters and two swords.
Likes: Speed and fighting
Dislikes: Being slow and having nothing to do.
Any other pertinent information: Insanly agile and a smart thinker.
Appearance:


Name: Golin
Age: 23
Height: 5'8"
Position on team: Fighter
Team Name: Harvest Moon
If a fighter explain all augmentations: Leg braces and boots for speed and agility, rubber fabric boots that offer silence and isolation against electricity, thermal sites built into the mask as well as a small gas mask function. Smoke generator provides cover, main weapon is a scythe, bells have no beads to jingle. Has sebon needles in sleeves just in case.
Likes: Ramen, books, hunting
Dislikes: Spicy foods, fire, and guns
Any other pertinent information: Silent, cunning, persistent, very very quick and quite graceful.
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(First person to make a new team please describe team arena in basic terms to get a rough idea)
Teams (names to be added later) (team members consist of but are not limited to supervisor, mechanic, fighter, and any others that you may suggest)
Reapers:

Arena: The Reapers home turf is naturally dark, mostly relying on spot lights on the fighters and around the arena to be able to see. Due to james' fighting style there are tons of nooks and crannies to speed through that are always appearing and disappearing along with pillars, floors walls and traps that are constantly changing, appearing and disappearing. This arena was built for the fast of leg and fast of mind to navigate and fight in, making it the perfect home for Codekin
Bella: Supervisor
James: Fighter

Harvest Moon:

Harvest Moon's Territory: The pit is actually what looks like a abandoned down half way into construction. Scalpels, I-beams, re-bar, the buildings being set apart from each other in a maze... It is called the Pit because it is all in a valley mostly cut off from the sunlight, almost always in a dreary twilight. The weather is often overcast and mist and fog often blanket the whole area, obscurring everything. It is a silent place, a winding, ant hill like maze through out the area. This is the Harvest Moon's territory.
Golin: Fighter

Team three:

Etc

[Miharu Gitan]

Bella cringed as she watched James fighting, her eyes getting wider as the readings on her screen became more and more concerning. "James the mechanic is about to cry if you keep this up, you're pushing yourself too far your thrusters are already overheating! Cool your jets!" She shouted into her mic that lead directly to his headset, ignoring the incidental pun. The team watched the fight from the pits, eyes straining in the darkness to make out the shapes spot lighted in the center of the field locked in battle. "Time out!" She signaled to the referee to blow the whistle and pause the battle for a five minute stop.

[Codekin]

James just remained silent on the comm's. He did not care if he was pushing the augments to the limit. If he was that just meant that they needed to be upgraded or improved. He flew right through one of the travel vents in the arena just as it closed shut. Coming right out behind His slightly slower oppennet just as the whistle was blown for a time out. The lights kicked on showing he was a few feet away from slamming a dagger into the mans back. He gave a growl as he moved to the pit as the arena reset. "What the fuck was that? I was right on top of the fucker!" He yelled at his supervisor and gave her a push. Clearly he was beyond pissed off. "I could have had the win right there and removed a opponent permanatly!"

[Miharu Gitan]

She stumbled back a step as he pushed her, then stepped forward and got right in his face, knowing that was pretty much the only way she could get him to listen. "Is that my problem? No my fucking problem is you're risking your own fucking neck for one battle, if those things overheat too much they could fucking explode you FUCKTARD!" Her cheeks were red from shouting and she glared at him. "Moron look at these readings" She pointed at her screen, showing the heat levels were off the charts. "Are you just too stupid to care or did you really not feel the heat? I'm surprised the heat shields didn't fail and end up burning your ass!" She glared at him, clearly just as irritated, if he got injured and was unable to fight they would all be pretty much screwed until he was cleared for battle again, and that could take months depending on his injuries.

[Codekin]

He gave a growl as she stepped up. "If you wouldent have called a time out we would have just won. Instead you just gave that other guy a fighting chance." He said simply and sharply. "next time you fucking call a time out ask my god damn permission. Understood? Other wise ill have your fucking ass replaced with someone much more compliant and that has a better looking rack then yours." He told her. Clearly speaking out of the fact he was pissed off then thinking about her feelings at the moment. Something he did often as he was such a aggressive fighter and due to his constant speed had to mostly trust his instincts rather then think before hand.

[Miharu Gitan]

She rolled her eyes at his threats, this wasn't the first time they'd gone head to head when he didn't agree with her decision. "Oh yes master of course I apologize for not asking your permission to save your goddamn life" She said sarcastically, the only indication she noticed his comment about her chest was the intense look of disgust in her eyes. "You have four minutes left get checked out by the mechanic then go kill the bastard for all I care" She stalked off to the viewing room separate from the actual pit, wondering why the hell she bothered to work for such a self centered asshole.

[Mionikoi]

Golin simply stood by for his turn. He watched the video of the last fight with mild intensity. Golin was a hunter by nature. Remaining unseen, unheard, and without even a scent. He hunted with patience. What was so different about these fights? Go simply waited for his turn. His mechanic checked over his gear and dressed him in his outfit. Many laughed others, he knew, looked with weariness. He preferred those who laughed. He wanted them to feel the joy before the terror. Or their joy at least to be the last thing they felt.

Yes. Golin was a hunter. Relentless, patient, and cunning. His prey had changed. But every opponent deserved his respect. These were people with feelings, thoughts and so on. But what was he? He often contemplated this. He was nothing to them. Their lack of empathy. Behind the mask he smiled. Behind the mask he watched as he was lead into the waiting area. Yes. His match was next. Golin tensed and untensed. He couldn't help but have a small smile as he heard some people laugh and call him a freak. They knew not of Golin. But He would show them who he was.

[Codekin]

He just gave her a sneer as she walked off and gave a sigh, He walked into the mechanics bay and let them spray the thrusters to quickly cool them down. A common occerance when there was time. He had a habit of pushing everything to the very limit. Once everything was sprayed and washed down and tightened he walked out of the bay and back into the field, Moving back into the start positions. As he did he waited for his opponet, who he damaged severly over the fight so they would be working to fix every piece they could. While they did that he thought about how the arena would open up again and the paths he would take to the final moment.

[Miharu Gitan]

Bella watched on the viewing screen, not really interested as she knew he was going to win then get on her nerves until the next fight. "I should have let him freaking explode...." She muttered, looking around at the other fighters with a tired glance, yawning as she sat down on one of the many couches scattered around the room half hazardly. "Just so you know, if you happen to explode next round I'm not gonna feel sorry for you" She smirked and turned the volume off her head set so she wouldn't hear his response, if he bothered to give one.