private FIGHT! (Battle, Fighting, Tournament, Maybe some SoL)

[Samurai Equine 51,722]

Samurai had finished decorating his room long ago. There was paper shoji dividers. His cart stands upright in a corner. There are fancy pillows propped up on a stage for sitting on, flowers, incense, a little shrine, and more. However, after sitting for so long, even a samurai can get a little impatient.

 

Stepping out of his room, Samurai Equine looks around. He doesn't want to go off into any forbidden areas, but a drink or a snack might be nice. Doing some light exploring, he finds a vending machine. He tries to pay, but the machine doesn't recognize his foreign currency. "Ah, mou!" Samurai gets a little upset.

[RAGESTAR 479]

"Why thank you! I just came here to wish you good luck. I am looking forward to our match." Starlit got a weird feeling. Black Masquerade was fairly normal. Sure, he had a mask, but most ponies at the coliseum were rather unusual. It was something about his bright, golden, alluring eyes that felt... strange. She shook off the feeling. It was probably nothing.

Masque chuckled. "You are welcome, mon Chéri!~ And, though I only just learned of our apparent bracket pairing, I too, look forward to our match~." He said, smiling charmingly. "This girl...she doesn't seem very strong...but, of course, appearances can be deceiving..." He thought, taking a mental note to avoid underestimating her.

 

(By the way, he isn't wearing his mask or cloak right now. He only wears those when he's on a heist)

Edited February 22, 2015 by RAGE

[The Narwhal Muffin 183]

Starlit smiled. "Oh you are from Prance, are you?" She cleared her throat and tried to put on her best Prench accent. "Comment allez-vous? Je travaille bien." She giggled. "I hope that was alright. I haven't been to Prance for a long time."

 

(It's French for "How are you? I'm fine." I used Google Translate)

[RAGESTAR 479]

Starlit smiled. "Oh you are from Prance, are you?" She cleared her throat and tried to put on her best Prench accent. "Comment allez-vous? Je travaille bien." She giggled. "I hope that was alright. I haven't been to Prance for a long time."

 

(It's French for "How are you? I'm fine." I used Google Translate)

Masque smiled, impressed. "I am fine, as well, thank you for asking. That was excellent! Your pronunciation was wonderful, mon Chéri~. To tell you the truth, though, I have not been to Prance in some time. I have been travelling abroad, in search of...well, lets just say, 'riches'. You see, I am an actor, as well as an acrobat. I don't do sideshows, as some would seem to think, although I am often given the honor to perform in front of royalty, or high class." He said.

 

(Thats cool. I wanna learn French, sometime, lol)

[The Narwhal Muffin 183]

Starlit was impressed. "Have you met the princesses?" she asked excitedly. "I've always wanted to meet Celestia and Luna. It would be such an honor." She was grinning ear to ear. "Oh." she said, regaining her composure. "I've always been fascinated with the moments of the sun, the moon, and the stars." She looked towards her flank, which bore several yellow stars around a light blue star. "My cutie mark is for astronomy. Back at home I have a balcony where I go stargazing." She sighed. "I just hope I'll make it back."

[~ Indigo Windigo ~ 232]

"Number 3? Number 3..number 3...number 3.." Vertic browsed through the rooms. "Aha!" She looked at the poster. "Samurai Equine..that Japanese pony?" Vertic busted the door open "Not bad.." She looked at the room. She then takes out her axe and dagger, starting to sharpen them.

[RAGESTAR 479]

Starlit was impressed. "Have you met the princesses?" she asked excitedly. "I've always wanted to meet Celestia and Luna. It would be such an honor." She was grinning ear to ear. "Oh." she said, regaining her composure. "I've always been fascinated with the moments of the sun, the moon, and the stars." She looked towards her flank, which bore several yellow stars around a light blue star. "My cutie mark is for astronomy. Back at home I have a balcony where I go stargazing." She sighed. "I just hope I'll make it back."

Masque chuckled. "Well, no, I have not met any of the princesses, unfortunatly. I mostly deal with minor royalty, such as barons, dukes and counts, as well as high class ponies, like the ones who live in Canterlot. I make a decent living, but I've always aspired for more...not just money wise, either. Anyway, astronomy is quite intruiging, but it is not my forte, to be completely honest...my eyes have always been somwhere between the heavens and the earth..." he said, trailing off for a moment.

 

He then registered the last thing she said, and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, you hope? I dare say that this tournament might have rich benifactors, with abundant influence, but not enough to warrent deathmatches...you'll get home fine, mon Chéri~." He said. He then realized that she may not have been referring to that at all, and felt slightly embarressed. "You...were refferring to such a thing...right? Forgive me, if I came off as overrationalizing, hehe..." he said.

[The Narwhal Muffin 183]

Masque chuckled. "Well, no, I have not met any of the princesses, unfortunatly. I mostly deal with minor royalty, such as barons, dukes and counts, as well as high class ponies, like the ones who live in Canterlot. I make a decent living, but I've always aspired for more...not just money wise, either. Anyway, astronomy is quite intruiging, but it is not my forte, to be completely honest...my eyes have always been somwhere between the heavens and the earth..." he said, trailing off for a moment.

 

He then registered the last thing she said, and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, you hope? I dare say that this tournament might have rich benifactors, with abundant influence, but not enough to warrent deathmatches...you'll get home fine, mon Chéri~." He said. He then realized that she may not have been referring to that at all, and felt slightly embarressed. "You...were refferring to such a thing...right? Forgive me, if I came off as overrationalizing, hehe..." he said.

 

"Oh." Starlit's mood brightened a bit. "That's good to hear. And yes, that's what I was referring to. It's just that I've got this feeling that there's something going on behind the scenes that they don't want us to see." She shook her head. "Or maybe I'm being a tad bit cynical. But still, the matches will most likely be to the death, wether intended or not, judging from the other contestants. There's not much one can do to protect against a blade or fire breath, is there?"

[Photon Jet 5,491]

Later, Photon Jet was having tomato spaghetti as his big meal in the kitchen. It was worth it after travelling to the tournament area for a long time. He didn't stop eating until there wasn't one speck of it left. The tomato spaghetti he ate was very delicious and he had no words that can describe the taste of his meal.

 

He relaxed on his kitchen chair and rubbed his belly for a few seconds as the contestant, Steel Accord came into his mind. "I wonder how strong Steel Accord is?" he thought to himself. He thought about him as he started to clean up the kitchen table while his suit was on charge after finding the charger for a couple of hours.

[Star Saber 114]

Ash grumbled while laying on the floor of his room; he tried to nap on the bed but it was so soft it felt like he was going to be sucked into and be suffocated; the couch wasn’t any better and even the carpeted floor managed to bother him. Not to mention the food left for him didn’t contain a hint of any sort of gemstone; inconceivable it’s like they didn’t even consider the fact that a dragon might join this tournament.

 

”Ugh, would’ve it killed them to at least install a lava pool of some kind.” The dragon idly complained to himself before considering that fact, ”Oh wait… it probably would’ve, what with the whole… ponies being flammable thing… ugh what good are they for anyways?”

Grumpily the dragon got up and exited his room; only looking back to check the name of his first round opponent. Neon Flash, Ash had no idea which one of the ponies who passed the initial trial could be.

[Lemon Slices 358]

Foxist disappeared.

And got back to the corridor.

Fast, as usual.

He got in his door to realize the door was locked. "What? Why can't I enter? Must be an accident. I need to ask the staff of this arena."

[The conversation is very big, so open up this spoiler box to read:]

 

 

"Guant?"

"What now, Evil?"

"I don't think it was much of an accident."

"Well, at least we don't use weapons."

"Guant?" Evil asked again.

"Please, stop calling me Guant! What now?"

"About the conspiracy you are about to plan,"

"Yes,"

"Are you sure you can get this over with?"

"I think so."

"Are you sure you can go on your own?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Because", Evil said calmly, "If you fail and I were needed to help you, your conscious is MINE."

And suddenly stopped.

 

 

[Samurai Equine 51,722]

He thought about him as he started to clean up the kitchen table while his suit was on charge after finding the charger for a couple of hours.

 

(Hope you don't mind me borrowing this idea. I need some interaction  )

 

After exploring some more, Samurai manages to find a cafeteria that is open to the public. Some might see quite a lot of choices to choose from, but Samurai is being picky. This western food isn't really his style. "Hmm... Gaijins really eat this stuff? Well, how bad can it be?"

 

Filling out a tray, he goes and takes a seat and selectively tries his food out. Some of it he likes, other dishes not so much.

[Lemon Slices 358]

Lemon Slices got in the same cafeteria. With his artificial wings too.

 

 

(Hope you don't mind me borrowing this idea. I need some interaction  )

[We are three now.]

"What a strange ponies", he thought to himself. "Maybe my theories are right. Evolucionism and racial diversity is correct.", thought while finding a place to sit down (well, I am asking to myself if ponies really can sit down) and un-wore his wings.

[@@Samurai Equine, read the spoiler box. It's just a joke, okay?]

 

 

"Hello, Asian", he idly said to Samurai, "already ate your raw fish? Don't worry, now ponykind has fire"

 

 

Ba Dum Tss!

 

 

 

 

Some mare asked him what he wanted for lunch. He answered:

"I'd like to eat some... let's see... Ah, I want to eat corn. And soy milk. I am needing a bit more of protein and B-12 before the combat begins and..." looking at the puzzled waitress' face, he continued: "never mind. Just bring me one corn and one cup of soy milk."

"Don't like apples?" she answered.

 

 

NO. I DON'T LIKE APPLES.

 

 

"No, thanks."

Edited February 22, 2015 by Lemon Slices

[PROJECT: Simon 3,954]

Assassin went to her room and looked at the versus paper. After taking a look, she smiled, then went to her room. She unpacked everything and prepared for the fight. Cleaning blades, refilling bags with throwing knives, and a rope dart. Assassin expected to find new ponies. "Wouldn't be so nice if any pony knocks on my room's door.." she thought. 

[Lemon Slices 358]

Foxist heard somebody closing his door behind him.

"Wait... How could not I hear this? I have audition normal ponies does not have. Unless..."

"You got the picture, Guan- I mean, Foxist" Evil said.

"Whatever. I hadn't heard nothing that could mean that pony's location."

"Surely is somepony professional in... sneaking."

"Know what? I am going to talk with this sneaker. I am sure I am going to meet that pony anyway in this tournament. So, like you said, to not have a first-last meeting..."

"Fine.", Evil answered.

 

@,

*knock knock knock* "I am sure was number 4..." *knock knock knock* "Anyone there?"

Edited February 22, 2015 by Lemon Slices

[Chivalry Knight 161]

@@Samurai Equine, @, 

Sound Wave

 

The speakers all around the stadium turns on. This time the screeching sound was alot more minimal than before. "Ahem, are we ready? ... what? uh, what? OH! Its on?! Uh, haha, Hello everypony! I apologize for the screeching sounds of my microphone earlier, I seemed to have... broke it. But I got a shiny new one so now it doesn't do that anymore! Anyway, The first fight will be occurring in fifteen minutes from now. So would Samurai Equine and Vertic please come to the stadium. Our supervisors will escort you both there safely so don't worry about getting lost on your own! For the participants who aren't in this fight, the screens in your rooms will turn on and you can watch the fight right from the comfort of your own room, or you can even view the fight first hand on the seats in the stadium! Now let's get things underway!" The speakers turn off.

Tella

 

​Tella immediately locates Samurai. "Hello there Samurai Equine, it is time for your fight to commence. If you are ready, then please come with me. If you are not then I will take you to your room and you will have five minutes to prepare." She says with a smile.

Tune

Tune knocks at Vertics door. "Excuse me Miss. Vertic, you are needed at the coliseum, if thats alright with you?" He says shyly to the door.

Chivalry Knight

 

Chivalry was happy that his ears didn't have to bleed anymore, and he was also happy that the first fight was about to start. "Alright! I can't wait." The screen in his room turned on to an empty battle arena. "huh, guess they're not there yet. All well, gives me more time to eat this delicious food, haha!" He starts munching down on the large basket of fruits. 'Oh yeah, I wonder what Foxist of the Everfree wanted? hmm. mmm, this is good.' Chivalry thinks to himself.
 

Edited February 22, 2015 by Chivalry Knight

[PROJECT: Simon 3,954]

@@Lemon Slices

 

Assassin heard the noises.

"Finally! A pony! Now I'm going to have some fun.", she thought. Assassin quickly stood up, opened the door and greeted a pony.

"Hey, come in come in, don't be shy!" Assassin spoke as she dragged a pony into her room. "Nice to meet you! Who are you exactly?".

Edited February 22, 2015 by Simon the Salem

[Lemon Slices 358]

@

Foxist heard the mic.

"Oh no", "It's a shame we don't have much time left. However, I admired the way you past through my audition. Looks like you had trained a lot at The Art of Sneaking.", "Oh, I forgot. My name is Foxist. I came from Everfree Forest, just to find someone to fight. And you?" Foxist became more comfortable with the warning of fifteen minutes left. He could go in the arena in less than a minute. "Let's not worry about the time left, and just talk now."

 

--Lemon Slices--

After eating his lunch, Lemon looked at the other participants getting out of the cafeteria. And the mic, that was no longer screechy.

"Oh. I need to go.", he said, running with his artificial wings on.

[1943 57]

Neon walked into his room feeling tired. As he entered the room, he collapsed on the bed. He looked over at the table. "Meh, I'm not hungry." He told himself as he fell asleep. He also realized that he had no Idea who his opponent would be. Yet, he decided to check later.

Edited February 22, 2015 by 312 R3MIX

[Photon Jet 5,491]

(Oh, I don't mind in the slightest Samurai Equine.)

 

Photon Jet looked at the times on the sheet of paper that was attached to his door. The match between Samurai Equine and Vertic is about to start in 15 minutes. He was eager to see how skilful both competitors are.

 

Immediately, he made himself some apple juice and sat on the couch, waiting for the monitor to turn on to display the first match. Photon Jet was so excited to see the match he cannot keep his hooves still. He hasn't been this excited for a long time.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

"Well aged sasparilla if you please." Steel asked the bartender in the fighter rec room. He was served promptly and soon held a champagne glass of bubble liquid held between his primary feathers.

 

He sipped his drink awaiting the first matchup in anticipation.

Edited February 22, 2015 by Steel Accord

[RAGESTAR 479]

"Oh." Starlit's mood brightened a bit. "That's good to hear. And yes, that's what I was referring to. It's just that I've got this feeling that there's something going on behind the scenes that they don't want us to see." She shook her head. "Or maybe I'm being a tad bit cynical. But still, the matches will most likely be to the death, wether intended or not, judging from the other contestants. There's not much one can do to protect against a blade or fire breath, is there?"

Masque shook his head, smiling. "Not at all, mon Chéri.~ You have good instincts. There does, indeed, seem to be something more to this tournament, than what we've been led to believe...although, there is still no proof of such things. We'll just have to wait and see for ourselves. And as for your worries, fear not; I prmoise you that I will not attempt to take your life in our match." He said.

[The Narwhal Muffin 183]

Masque shook his head, smiling. "Not at all, mon Chéri.~ You have good instincts. There does, indeed, seem to be something more to this tournament, than what we've been led to believe...although, there is still no proof of such things. We'll just have to wait and see for ourselves. And as for your worries, fear not; I prmoise you that I will not attempt to take your life in our match." He said.

"I certainly look forward to it," she said, with a respectful tone. It was then that the announcement came over the air. The speakers boomed. "Now let's get things underway!" Starlit turned back down the hall. "I have to get back to my room!" She tore down the hallway. As she was running, she turned back, waved, and shouted "Au revoir!"

[Photon Jet 5,491]

As the first round draws near, Photon tried to remain calm when all of the excitement is building into him. He took deep breaths for about a minute. After taking deep breaths, he took a sip from his apple juice and laid back on his couch.

 

"I wonder who Samurai Equine and Vertic are?" he said to himself. "Samurai Equine would be, of course a samurai but Vertic? I dunno."

Edited February 27, 2015 by Photon Jet

[RAGESTAR 479]

"I certainly look forward to it," she said, with a respectful tone. It was then that the announcement came over the air. The speakers boomed. "Now let's get things underway!" Starlit turned back down the hall. "I have to get back to my room!" She tore down the hallway. As she was running, she turned back, waved, and shouted "Au revoir!"

Masque waved as he watched her go. "Until we next meet, mon Chéri!~" He said politely. "Well, she was quite interesting...I wonder what the other contestants will be like?" He thought, as he closed the door and sat in a nearby chair, waiting patiently for the fight to start, as he stared at the monitor. *sigh* "I hate technology..." He thought.