2F, The Floor of Tests

"Mike test, mike test, one-two-three..." A floating cube of a Lighthouse broadcasted over a field of tall grasses which is frolicking under the "sunlight" of the ceiling. "Hello everyone! Regulars who have entered the Tower. This is the 2nd Floor, and I sincerely welcome you to The Evankhell's Floor, also known as the Floor of Tests! The reason is because this is the level where you are deemed worthy of climbing this tower!"

"Lets begin with a simple test, and listen carefully to the rules." The lighthouse broadcasted, "Its simple actually, there are 400 regulars in the area, all you have to do is to make the '400' down to '200'. Methods? By any means necessary!"

As the announcement ends, stenches of blood and screams of the fallen emitted along the Evankhell's Floor.

Ryze
('Tsk... this is bright...') Ryze glinted under the clear clouds & bright sun of the fields. ('So I really have been teleported here huh... Felt more random than I thought...').

"400 to 200... I've a rather bad feeling about it..." Ryze stated the obvious, any idiot would know what that means: a bloodbath. He moved through the tall ventures of the field, looking for a safer place to hide. ('With the numbers, the number would drop by itself even if I didn't do anything.')

Just then he noticed a big muscular regular equipped with a needle, him being face-to-face with Rammus. "Oh shit >_>..." he ranted.

Mao

Among the many chosen that awaited the announcement of the beginning of the Tower's ascent a man dressed in the garbs of a tibetan monk stood tall whilst sipping periodically from an hour glass shaped gourd with a rope tied around it's midsection. This man was none other than Ha Mao, whom had been passing the time by enjoying the rather pricey wine he'd managed to relieve (read:extort) from one of his more well off cousins as a going away/congratulations gift before he began his climb. Mao had been working his way towards a good buzz, and was mid-sip when the announcement of the test from the light house everyone had been gathered around sounded. Needless to say, it was all Mao could do to not spit out his mouthful of wine as people began to turn on each other with surprisingly little prodding. The monk rather hurriedly capped the gourd and tied it back onto his waist, though, sadly, not without spilling some of it in the process.

"Curse my rotten luck, this is good wine" He grumbled to no one in particular just before someone turned and punched him square in the jaw. It wasn't extremely painful, but it was an definitely an eye opener, that much was certain. Luckily for Mao, but unluckily for the attacker, years of fighting in his youth between himself and other Ha family members had made him pretty durable, pair that with his tutelage under the Jokhang monastery, and he was, for all intents and purposes, a human shaped brick wall. Mao turned back just in time to receive another fist that snapped his head back, this time however he recovered even quicker and was able to grab his aggressor's fist as they came in for another blow. "Even the Buddha will grow angry if struck three times." He stated plainly before shoving his shoulder into the other man's chest and sending him airborne with a rotation of his hip and a sharp tug and release. Mao didn't wait to see where the other man landed -luckily for Rammus it was atop the needle bearing man-, rather he unbound the glaive on his back and struck the nearest person to him in the hip with the ball end. Rather than continue going on the offensive, Mao used his weapon to create a circle of space around himself, keeping others at bay by whipping his weapon about in an effort to leave no openings to his body. It would be hard to see due to his constant flurry of motion, but Mao still left the needle end of his weapon sheathed as he moved to and fro.

Giro cursed as he glided through the grass. He avoided a blow to his head from a needle and a strike of a sword from another random person, lucky those two weapons happened to clash against each other allowing Giro to escape. Using his Shinsoo, he increased his speed and sent a round house kick to the fisherman that attacked him. He sent the fisherman to the scout, who had just pulled back his sword, making them both collapse and fall to the ground. With two steps back he sees a giant fist slam down on top of the heads of both of the attackers. Giro takes a gulp and shudders before looking up at the person who was responsible for this action. Standing at eleven feet tall stood a creature Giro could not even describe or even have knowledge of. His first reaction was to run. So he ran. He ran towards the area where metal balls where flying in the air. Maybe he could get some coverage if he sneaked past there.

Ryze

@MonsieurShade
Just when Ryze was about to resolve on having a one-on-one with that Regular in front of him, that needle man got blasted away by another regular who was sent flying by one guy. ('What the.... but what a great opportunity...') He thought, while raising up his palms and firing a small shinsoo orb at the seemingly-strong monk guy. That orb was made to stun opponents, not to kill, if it hits anyways, just to buy a bit of time to escape.

@Ted Corp
Tooking to his heels, he escaped towards a safer area, noticing a long haired guy in front of him. "Oh shyt, not again >_> ..." Ryze hissed lazilly.

@NoobCW Eyes flashing, Giro pops through the grass into a small open area. Scanning the area, giro ended up in front of a random man and clicked his tongue. He leaned in and used his enhancement ability to increase his speed and run around the man in a fast speed. "Time to switch" he said as he left the man with the tall beast.

"God... I really have to fight this one..." Ryze hissed, frowning at the other person who escaped. ('You will get this from me >_> ...')

"Alright... Lets get started..." Ryze raised his palms, firing a shinsoo blast at the beast. The beast, wasn't rather alert to an attack like this and dodged at the very last minute, but that was more than enough for Ryze for an opening to a 2nd attack. Stunning that tall beast, he took to his heels and ran, unknowningly back towards the direction where he ran from. "This place looks familiar..." Ryze hissed, staring at some trail of blood. "Isn't that the place where some random badass blasted my enemy awawy? O_O ..."
@MonsieurShade

Mao was not having a good day: He'd been shoehorned into a mass fight to the death, he'd spilled some of his wine, and someone had hit him from behind when he wasn't looking. His back still burned in the spot where the orb had struck him, though it was much less concerning that the needle bearing woman that had nearly taken his eye out when he was staggered. Blood ran hot down his cheek from the gash that the weapon's tip created. The woman pulled her weapon back with a soft sucking sound as it was tugged from Mao's flesh, bringing with it a wave of anger that Mao hadn't felt in years. The monk snarled and swung his weapon in a horizontal arc with both hands, catching his would be killer in her hip before she had the chance to move. There was a crunch, followed by a sharp cry as the woman's hip bone was shattered from the blow. Mao rose to his feet and held his weapon overhead as he prepared to finish his aggressor off, though he managed to catch his senses mere seconds before he could crush the woman's skull with the heavy ball end of his glaive.

Rage was immediately replaced by shame as Mao realized just what he'd done. Still, now was neither the time nor the place to lament what he'd done. The monk muttered an apology to his opponent before leaving her to whatever fate awaited her, likely death at the hands of another fighter.

Vesuvius

Vesuvius watched the regulars fighting he had heard the rules. They simply stated that the number of regulars must drop to 200 however it said nothing about irregular so he was content to watch for now at least until someone came within his zone then he would go into combat his eyes viewed the area he could see a good number of people. He wondered though why they would fight and kill each other simply cuse a voice told them to. He wondered how many were just here for fame and fortune. He honestly didn't care he felt a strong desire to fight but simply resisted it after all if he didn't have to waste any energy on them then why should he. All he really needed to was watch and observe learn the way they behaved and then begin to cut them all down.

Ryze

"Yeah, I'm back to the same place again, should've learnt directions instead of shinsoo..." Ryze sighed, tiptoeing and carefully trying to get out of the scene. He's glad that the tall grass makes it easier for him to hide, but still it makes it harder for him to run scot-free. (' And I wouldnt want to engage on this guy, he seemed to be a pain to deal with...')

As he got out of the patch of grass, a masked knight was in front of him. The kind where it looks like the ones from typical fantasy fairy tales,but here's the catch, they're usually OP and could slay the dragon. And he hope that he's not like those, even though that masked guy's presence feels very odd, reallly very odd, like he's from another world or something. "Umm... wassup? So... we fight or we team up? O_O " He asked, still a bit confused with the situation & the chaotic fightings here & there.
@Crim Bloodroad

Vesuvius

Vesuvius turned his body seemed to effortlessly move in the armor. His eyes bore down on the man in front of him. He appeared to be a regular but combat did not appear to be a concern of his as he asked for an alliance of sorts or combat which suggested that combat wasn't the first thing on his mind. "Hmm you don't come in with combat as your first action?" He muse to himself on this for a few moments before again allowing his voice to echo out from his armor. "Perhaps you seek to lull me into a false sense of security?"

He shifted slightly allowing his greatsword to land into the earth with a heavy thud as it sank in a bit. He wasn't sure of this man or his goals but he figured it would be best to warn him what he was up against if he chose to fight Vesuvius. He continued to observe him but did not actively pursue combat either it would benefit him more to find out what he was doing.
@NoobCW