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[LudwigVonKoopa]

You just post your intro of how you got in.



A large pit, the gates are very high, and also electric. The crowds are large and loud. People rooting for their favored fighters, and the betting booth open. Whoever falls in, gets a fight until the match is over. Even if that means death. Werand was shoved in by a shady figure, looking around. Stripped of his staff, he was probably going to have to run around the arena, even though he was pathetic at running. But his melee abilities were worse.



RULES:
1. 10 minute matches. No exceptions!
2. No magic, no ranged. Only melee.
3. Melee weapons ARE allowed.
4. No armor.
5. No shields.

Most importantly, whoever breaks the rules, will be penalized with death.

[LudwigVonKoopa]

I searchlight it, and you people don't even post?

[Louis]

I'd suggest making the rules less strict and making a sign-up thread beforehand.

[LudwigVonKoopa]

[Louis]

It was just a suggestion, no need to get hostile. And I didn't even know it was based on gladiators. I thought it was just random people fighting in an arena.

[Spiny]

*A rattling cage was wheeled in.
There were various animal screams coming from behind it.
From a distance,one of the people who wheeled it in oppened the door.

There was a small,turtle-like creature with bloodshot eyes inside the cage.
he looked like someone had just stuck a beehive in his shell.*

[LudwigVonKoopa]

Werand backed away to the edge of the arena, his back against the wall. He was in sheer terror.

[Spiny]

*he stepped out,and eyed Werand.
Something was not right with the creature,who looked more animalistic than he should.*

[LudwigVonKoopa]

Werand knew that his fists were even more useless than usual. He would have to tire spiny out, or throw him on his back. He sat there, waiting for spiny to charge.

[Spiny]

*He let out a screech,which slowly turned into a Boo's cackle.
In a puff of smoke,there was an angry Boo with a spiked helmet floating right infront of Werand,with Spiny nowhere in sight.
There was something ontop of the helmet's center spike.*

[LudwigVonKoopa]

[Spiny]

*he tried to bite him,and backed off*

[LudwigVonKoopa]

Werand ran to the other side of the arena, pretty slowly. He was a physical wreck. He was tired. He sat down to catch his breath. ((40 or so posts in a fight.))

[Spiny]

*he clutched his head,as if he was in pain.He let out a haunting cackle,which switched to a bird's screech.
There was a hawk headed right for Werand,with a device on it's leg.*
((The device is the weak point.))

[LudwigVonKoopa]

Werand was so scared, he closed his eyes, and punched at the bird, hitting the device