Welcome to the under dome

(OOC: The symbol reminds me of the Orachailous. LOL)

Axel watched the fight continue as it was now confusing to him with the speakerd and then Mixt having the power that Zexion would have. It was almost going back and forth between the two. "Hmm....will someone please attack already....! He exclaimed. "Man, come on Demyx, show this guy what you really have." He replied almost to himself.

 

what happened so far

 

(OOC: Mixt and Demyx are still fighting, but I'm waiting for Mixt to respond. Sorry if the fight is being dragged out and seems to be boring, but I believe in giving my opponent a chance to attack.)

Demyx heard Axel and kept that to himself. He knew Axel was not the most patient nobody and Demyx wanted to see what kind of situation he was dealing with. He wasn't fighting Sora and did not have a personal agenda against him so he felt he didn't need to show his best until the time was right.

 

OOC: Mixt is just talking....

BIC: Braxen stood up "the fans are dying in here, much more delaying and i will have to step up the arena settings"

 

OOC: Sorry it's the style of my character to play a lot of games.

The two Mixts switched between dodging and running in for the kill based on who Demyx was targeting until they were both able to attack.

 

"Well here they come," he spoke that above a whisper as he set his sitar in the air having it levitate. The perfect opportunity would have to wait until he was being dealt with concering face to face contact. Having more fluid clones appear with his element they moved towards the two Mixt clones and prepared to cause serious damage if not destroyed. No would imagine if to many were to surround, that victim could drown for it was up to the water wielder's precise fingers on his sitar that manipulated them.

 

The Mixts placed their hands on the ground and the clones appeared to boil away to nothing as alchemy divided them, and the water covering the arena, into hydrogen and oxygen and concentrated it around Demyx. Mixt then slashed with Unholy Avenger, not only providing a physical strike but an explosion as well.

 

(OOC: Nice! Now that is what I'm talking about. Prepare yourself. LOL)

"Ahhh!!!!" He felt the strike as he shielded himself with his sitar taking the damage of the explosion to his weapon and not to him as much. His eyes were menacely dangerous as he glarred at the one who had hurt him. Pointing at him, with a death glare, it was as if he was issuing a order of death upon the poor soul, his inner true enitity now fully shown replacing his normally calm and fun demeanor all together "You are so dead!" He headed towards him, his water projecting him across the arena giving him a sense of flight, bringing a wave of fury with his water columns as he controled them with the simplest of ease in order to provide a distraction. The spraying of the water washed the remains of the explosion that had hurt him and flowed across the speakers and into the speakers themselves. Making sure he was clear out of the way, he took a mighty swing of his sitar using the dreaded sharp three pronged blades to slice Mixt deeply across his face. With that impact, he purposely summoned his geysers of water to errupt from the ground across the speakers having them short circuit with the extreme danger and harm of electracution on the one who was standing on them.

 

maria climbed up the pillar anyway causing her guardian to go after her again

"maria you will regreat this one day" that small dragon said and cought up to her when she reached the top

"I probably will but look at the view" she said and looked everywhere but down "it amazing"

 

OOC: It is, or rather was, a single large speaker

The Mixts again placed their hands on the ground and created a rock wall to block Demyx's attacks, forming a new one every time it got destroyed. Mixt noticed a brief stop in Demyx's rampage and the clone looked out to see the arena soaked through and Demyx stand just a few feet away. Thinking fast he made a rubber mat to stop from being shocked but got hit directly with the sitar

 

Axel just about burst out with laughing as he nearly feel off his seat. Now he was actually watching a show. "Now this is what I am talking about. Keep it up to two." He replied. He was getting more excited each time as he watched the two competitors against each other.

 

"Like it?" He replied in a sardonic tone. The water came forth from his sitar again, striking aganist the rock wall with such extreme force to where it resembled that of a full throttle of a water cannon or a hose. With every square inch of force upon it the wall was forced to crumble and the debree became mud from the excess water that was filling the area fast. After all there weren't any drains and so the water could only drip upon the speakers and soak the ground. Knowing he had attacked the clone, he wondered where the rubber mat came from? "This guy is full of tricks and is making things appear out of no where,"he said mumbling under his breath. "This clone of Mixt is still part of him so what ever harm comes to it will pass on to him," Demyx thought as he stepped up his game.

 

"by stepping up to arena settings you mean you'll allow tag-team matches right ? "

 

Marluxia grinned at the cheering axel. he was thankful that him and larxene weren't the only ones going all out on the whole "moral support" thing. "that's it, axel! now you're gettin into it." he grinned.

Larxene watching totally awe-struck. "oh yeah.... these guys are good."

 

OOC: no i was talking about the stalling >.>

 

ooc: although, tag-team matches would be quite entertaining... :)

 

OOC: im considering it.... like a halftime show sorta thing, inbetween matches

 

ooc: yeah that's a pretty good idea :D it would pass some time away that others find boring.. >.< tag teams ftw!

 

Ryan stumbled out of his bed, getting used to the strong pulls his heart was performing to get out. He continued walking, and placed his armoury and weapons on himself. The medals would be pressed more into him if he tied his belts around his medal scar on his chest.
Kinda sounds disgusting...and looks disgusting.
Ryan sat himself in an empty seat in the colliseum. He spotted Maria fooling around on a pillar...
Shaking his head, he got out of his seat, examining the fight. Kind of menacing. I have to train...not just examine the peoples attacks and think of a plan.
He walked to Maria, and called up to her. "Hey!"
If anyone could help me with my heart, it would be a keyblade wielder.
So i'll ask questions, and get advice.
Ok.

 

Xeol appeard infront of the man with his arms crossed " so you wanted to meet the sacraficed hero you found him you should be happy" he said with a grin to the hooded figure then stretched out his hand while fog swirld around it then made a ball of fog appear in his palm then the fog turned into his dagger "i will not let anybody hurt people i care about its your fault i lost somebody already" he said to the hooded figure then pointing his dagger while at the figure fog swirled around the fog wielders body.