open Bangcolt Arena! (Fighting/Sol) (RP)

[Fractured 2,684]

@Unicorncob, 

Applejack simply stood back watching the two- this clearly wasn't about her. She shook her head as if to say "couples" exasperatedly, then she silently downed another shot.

 

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Luna and Celestia both heard the knock on the door, and they stopped what they were doing, instead exchanging curious looks. Most ponies didn't knock on the door to the princesses booth. Most ponies were afraid to.

 

It was Celestia that spoke first, not wanting to let her sister ruin the moment. "You may enter," she said semi-formally, not sure who or what was behind that door.

[J.R. 3,183]

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Blizzard walked in, twiddling his hooves out of nervousness. After a moment he spoke, "hi...ahem...Hi, Princess Celestia and Luna" He then bows out of respect and returns upright, "I, uh, wanted to...uh.." "Come on stupid..TALK!" "I wanted to see how you were doing up here. It must get lonely up here by yourselves, and I just wanted to visit before I have to leave for my next fight against Lektra. So...how are you two doing?" he was sweating slightly due to nerves.

[Fractured 2,684]

Luna was the first to respond this time.

 

"Ice Blizzard, is it not? We remember your battle well, it was one of our favorites. Very exciting, even...explosive," she said dully, all to aware of the pun, but lacking any good way to avoid it.

 

Celestia smiled at the unintentional joke, before she herself addressed Ice Blizzard.

 

"In regards to your question, Ice Blizzard, both me and my sister are fine. Though, in all honesty, I find this booth a little too cramped sometimes..." she said mirroring the complaint of her sister.

 

"Regardless, it's nothing to complain about. We are both proud to be watching over you in this contest," she said, stressing the word slightly and letting her eyes flick over towards Luna, who quickly rolled hers in response out of notice of the icy pony.

 

"And we are glad you came by to speak with us," she finished, bowing slightly. "Not many ponies have the bravery to do what you just did.

[J.R. 3,183]

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Blizzard twiddled his hooves again, "Well, yeah. I guess.....it's no big deal really...Thanks Princess Luna, I tried my best in that last one, and I don't plan on slacking up anytime soon." He then had an idea, "I got an idea! Why don't you two try to have some fun? I mean, I don't know if you'd wanna fight anypony. But fighting is fun, trust me. Or you know, maybe you could make random appearances around the place? Like just fly down to the milkshake stand and just strike up a conversation over a milkshake with somepony. Or, just take a walk around the place and I'm sure somepony will wanna talk to you." He took a look around the booth itself, "Also I think Rarity would be a good pony to make this place look better for you two. *sighs dreamily* She has such a beautiful way with art...." Blizzard began to blush a little as he said that.

 

(OOC: I kinda made the princesses aware of my crush. )

[Fractured 2,684]

 

Celestia smiled gently at him, his last line not creeping underneath her notice. They truly did need a better designer...

 

While it hadn't missed Luna either, she decided to be more direct, speaking to him plainly.

 

"It is something we would love to do. Unfortunately, it is something we cannot do; our presence often brings too much spectacle from outside ponies for us to enjoy a normal conversation."

 

Then Celestia spoke, having been dwelling on it ever since Luna started talking "You know, Luna, not necessarily..."

 

Luna stared at her for a minute, trying to figure her sister out, before she realized what she was implying. Her eyes narrowed.

 

"Tia, you know how I feel about... that. I would rather not have to lie to ponies just to fit in. Besides that fact, the last time you tried it, you caused an international incident that almost led to the death of several of our ponies. Remember?"

 

"But it's different now; you're aware of it now. None of my ponies are going to kidnap me this time... hopefully. And wouldn't you pay anything for this chance? To fit in for a day and just be...

 

"Normal?" Luna finished. She considered it for a second, then sighed. Some days, she would give up immortality for the chance...

 

"Fine, Tia, you win," she said finally with a small huff. I will consider your offer."

 

"Thank you." With that, she smiled, turning back to Ice Blizzard. "You will certainly see us around, Ice Blizzard, and perhaps Cadence as well. I cannot say much more than that, though expect to be much less... gaudy when we appear," she said with a wink. "Thank you for the excellent idea."

Edited May 31, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard was happy that the Princesses could consider his idea, "Cool! I mean, thanks. I hope to see you all around here soon. My friends and I would love to talk to you two as friends if you allowed us. Me and my friends like to have fun! I'm sure your subjects would enjoy it if you both had fun with us! And if you want anymore ideas, just swoop down and talk to us, I'll be here, Caliber will be here, and come to think of it....EVERYPONY is here. Oh and one more thing... " Blizzard then made 2 small ice sculptures, one of Celestia and one of Luna and set them both on the announcer table, "There ya go, just something to liven up the place. And with my sculpture style, these won't melt. Anyway, glad to see you're both ok. I'm gonna go get ready for my fight against Lektra, it's gonna be a good one...bye princesses!" Blizzard bowed once again and walked to the door to exit the announcer booth.

[Dust and Memories 557]

Strix Hellbeak

 

Strix grunted as his leg was caught by the pony's hoof, causing him to stumble slightly. The sunlight gleaming from his sword's blade dazed him long enough for the pony to get a swing in.

He went for a hasty block, but as it deflected most of the attack, a sliver of the blade caught him just by the shoulder blade, causing him to let out a squawk and instinctively put his claw to it.

 

The twang of a bow sounded behind him, and he attempted a dodge to avoid any arrows being shot at him by the...thing, he'd kicked away earlier. Must want revenge or something.

A curse escaped his beak as he got clipped in the wings by the arrows.

 

"Not bad," he grunted, still managing to smirk as he moved his blood-trickled claw from his shoulder and quickly went to shove his elbow in the pony's face. If it landed, he'd have enough time to deal with Robin Hoof over there.

 

Tyra Shatterhoof

 

 

Tyra smirked widely as Lorec spoke, feeling her natural fiery soul burning hotter. She had earned this minotaur's respect, and him hers.

She narrowed her eyes and downed another drink, then leaned on the table with her forehooves to get in Lorec's face.

 

"Aye, I accept!" She yelled back at him, "This shall be a bout for the ages!"

Wilhelm casually batted away the stroke with the flat of his blade and then reversed it suddenly so that, instead of traveling back towards him, it was heading straight for the griffin's neck. At the last moment, he halted it a millimeter from Strix's throat, formerly-gleaming edge surprisingly steady in Wilhelm's hooves. Calmly, he spoke, with a even, methodical tone. "If you make any move at all, I will decapitate you. After the injuries I have suffered at your talons, I will not hesitate to do so. If I believe I am being threatened or am at all suspicious of you or your actions, I will move this sword forward precisely seven inches, and you will be dead. Either you take the option which leads to certain death, or you consent to be knocked temporarily unconscious and to never bother me or my friends again. If you violate the terms of the agreement, I will find you, and I will remove one of the two choices graciously given to you here from the table."

[Unicorncob 5,692]

Wilhelm casually batted away the stroke with the flat of his blade and then reversed it suddenly so that, instead of traveling back towards him, it was heading straight for the griffin's neck. At the last moment, he halted it a millimeter from Strix's throat, formerly-gleaming edge surprisingly steady in Wilhelm's hooves. Calmly, he spoke, with a even, methodical tone. "If you make any move at all, I will decapitate you. After the injuries I have suffered at your talons, I will not hesitate to do so. If I believe I am being threatened or am at all suspicious of you or your actions, I will move this sword forward precisely seven inches, and you will be dead. Either you take the option which leads to certain death, or you consent to be knocked temporarily unconscious and to never bother me or my friends again. If you violate the terms of the agreement, I will find you, and I will remove one of the two choices graciously given to you here from the table."

 

Strix halted as Wilhelm's sword came inches from his throat, panting and gasping as he listened to the pony's threat.

 

"As much as both of your options sound incredibly tempting," he began, his smirking beak practically oozing with sarcasm, "I have things to do. So how about you take the sword away from me, and we walk our separate ways."

 

His tone suddenly turned much darker as he added, "And if you or your friends start with me again, you can rest assured I'll damn well finish it."

[Fractured 2,684]

"Goodbye, Ice Blizzard," the princesses said in unison. They two waited until Ice Blizzard had left the room, then they silently closed and locked the door behind him. They soundproofed the walls and covered blocked off any way of seeing in before speaking again.

 

"So, Tia, inform me exactly how this works again?"

 

"It's easy, Lulu. Just pick a form, and stick with it. Go out and meet ponies! Trust me, it's fun, and they'll never be able to tell it's you! Your identity will be perfectly safe." Provided she hid her wings or horn properly, of course, but why wouldn't she do that?

 

"And my citizen's name would be?"

 

"Let's see... mine was Sunny Days, so yours would be..."

 

"Starry Nights," her sister finished "It's... fitting, if a little obvious. But i'll wait until after the fact to tell you what a terrible decision this proved to be."

 

"You always do," Celestia said, making a light jab at her sister. And with that, the two of them began to practice, the room rapidly shifting colors between the brightest gold and the darkest indigo.

[J.R. 3,183]

As Blizzard left,he began to walk back to the training grounds. And say the colors of the room glow Celestia and Luna's colors through the windows, "Uh-uh nope, not questioning anything. Let's see...I seem to have some time before my next fight....what to do..." he said as he walked back towards the training grounds.

[Dust and Memories 557]

Strix halted as Wilhelm's sword came inches from his throat, panting and gasping as he listened to the pony's threat.

 

"As much as both of your options sound incredibly tempting," he began, his smirking beak practically oozing with sarcasm, "I have things to do. So how about you take the sword away from me, and we walk our separate ways."

 

His tone suddenly turned much darker as he added, "And if you or your friends start with me again, you can rest assured I'll damn well finish it."

 

Wilhelm hesitated for a moment, obviously considering the offer from all aspects. After a few tense seconds, Wilhelm abruptly removed his sword from Strix's neck and swiveled, heading far away from the location of the battle. The action notably exuded disgust, as if he was not only disappointed that he had let the griffin live, but also as if he felt overwhelming contempt towards the members of Team Trifecta. Back to his laboratory just didn't seem appealing any more; he wanted a muffin. Chocolate chip with raspberries, preferably. As he trotted, the battle rage faded, and Wilhelm let out a long and slow sigh. Never again, he swore, never again will I fight anyone who has not challenged me. I cannot be the aggressor. No more will I be in the wrong. No more will I come within a inch of taking another creature's life.

[Unicorncob 5,692]

Wilhelm hesitated for a moment, obviously considering the offer from all aspects. After a few tense seconds, Wilhelm abruptly removed his sword from Strix's neck and swiveled, heading far away from the location of the battle. The action notably exuded disgust, as if he was not only disappointed that he had let the griffin live, but also as if he felt overwhelming contempt towards the members of Team Trifecta. Back to his laboratory just didn't seem appealing any more; he wanted a muffin. Chocolate chip with raspberries, preferably. As he trotted, the battle rage faded, and Wilhelm let out a long and slow sigh. Never again, he swore, never again will I fight anyone who has not challenged me. I cannot be the aggressor. No more will I be in the wrong. No more will I come within a inch of taking another creature's life.

 

Strix's smirk returned as WIlhelm removed the sword from his neck.

"Smart," he snickered, sheathing his own sword once he was freed, "I think we're at an agreement here, squirt."

 

He walked off, onlookers giving him a wide berth as he sauntered past.

That two-thousand bit reward is mine, he thought, don't think for a second that I'm through with you, pony.

 

He glanced down to his holster, the revolver nestled in it still having that infernal arrow in the barrel. Tutting, he took it out and began fiddling with it, cursing under his breath.

[P-Jay 1,987]

Hero also rolled with the kick, and just like Heartthrob, he was getting tired of this game. As Rebiliac came toward him, he drew his sword up, clashing with his. He strained under the force of the sword, being pushed back toward the ground rapildy; the stallion was clearly much stronger than he was. But he had planned that. At the last second, he dropped his blade and ducked under the sword and off to the side again, using the pony's forward momentum to send him crashing face face first into his upraised shield.

rebilac took the blow, and retaliated by grabbing the puppet's face with his free hoof. "gotcha." he raised hero, and threw him into the air. he got into a batter's position, ready to slice that puppet into two.

 

he looked around, and noticed somehting. he was alone. and outnumbered. outweaponed. outmatched. outclassed.

 

but he'd still fight.

[Dust and Memories 557]

At the sounds of swords clashing behind him after the battle had ended, Wilhelm abruptly turned around with an expression of surprise. This quickly turned into horror as he remembered Rebilac, and the fact that he had had left the dolls alone with him. Spreading his wings, slinging his bow off his flank, and taking off, he flew towards the fight at top speed, hoping to get there before anything happened to the dolls. Mid-flight, he nocked an arrow to his bow. Nothing special; he wasn't expecting trouble, so he hadn't been carrying much. A normal arrow, but assisted by Wilhelm's velocity, more than enough to punch through a limb and allow the dolls to knock Rebilac out.

[Fractured 2,684]

, @Orion Caelum

Suddenly, rapid trots could be heard heading in the direction of the field.

 

"Wilhelm!" Anette shouted out, heading for the pegasi.

 

It was like somepony had flipped a switch on the dolls.

 

From his position in the air, Hero disappeared. In the next second, he was seemingly everywhere around Rebilac at once, cuts simply appearing on his body wherever Hero's sword landed.

 

From her position at head height. Heartthrob flashed too, and seven of her "special" arrows flew towards him in a spread pattern. each of them was tipped with a sedative that would put a pony on his back for hours

 

From Rebilac's right, Nightmare shifted into view, shooting a jet of fire six feet long and as wide as the pony's midsection.

 

Glory herself was the only one who didn't attack, she hung back, ready to protect Anette or Wilhelm if things went wrong.

Edited June 1, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[P-Jay 1,987]

(how fast is hero?! )

 

everything happened at once, and rebilac didnt know what to do.

 

this is probably gonna kill him...he sighed, closed his eyes, and accepted death.

 

then, a voice called out "stage six."

 

the fire disappeared, hero was knocked back, all the arrows were deflected, and a blue pony had appeared in front of rebilac. all in the span of a couple of seconds.

 

"thats a little overkill, wouldn't you say?" zenru asked, his face expressionless as ever. "that might've killed him..."

 

(couldn't find a way out for rebilac. )

[Dust and Memories 557]

Wilhelm skidded to a halt in front of Zenru, standing with a faint, unconscious protectiveness next to Annette, bow at the ready. For a moment, disbelief, analytical wonder, and anger warred for control of his face before he settled in a smoldering, but carefully expressionless look. It was a look that said "I wish to be civilized, but if you provoke me, we will have a issue." He paused for a moment to collect his thoughts and calm down, and then said "Overkill? I've seen Rebilac fight, and it's a wonder he's still alive. A wonder it seems you wish to continue to perpetuate, despite Rebilac's obvious need of a lesson in arrogance and it's consequences. Though, I must say, that was an impressive intervention." Wilhelm finally deigned to make eye contact with the blue pony; before, he was unwilling to shift his wary gaze from Rebilac. "And who, precisely, are you? I do not believe I have seen you around the Arena before."

Edited June 1, 2015 by Orion Caelum

[P-Jay 1,987]

zenru yawned, before answering. "zenru, strongest swordspony in equestria." he said simply. "and you say he needs a lesson? and who are you to deliver it?" he asked. "personally, if anything, it seems you put yourself in this position..."

 

"oh, and sorry for the yawn. i haven't had much sleep..."

[Dust and Memories 557]

"I did not put myself in this position." Wilhelm said carefully. "I came here to fight Electron Wave Storm on grounds of an honor duel. However, a griffin as well as Rebilac jumped me after I finished the duel. Apparently, they were attempting to collect on a bounty. Moreover, they did it as I was peacefully leaving, in a underhanded and cowardly manner. If I did not take precautions, I would currently be dead. As a result, I fought in self defense. As you may perceive from my account, it was their fault for instigating the conflict, not mine."

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Orion Caelum, 

 

"you could've walked right past them." zenru said. "but instead, you chose to draw your sword. before they had even noticed you, you had already insulted them. 'A party, I see; scumbag-only invitational list' you said. im afraid, this is on you."

 

zenru shrugged. "but if we're gonna continue arguing, please, feel free to explain why insulting them means an 'honor dual.' why, to honor means to respect, and i have a feeling you hold no respect for that yellow fellow."

[Vae Victis 742]

@,

Darkrai was, once again, hung up on every word the griffon had said. She even began to cry slighty at some parts of his story. When he was finshed, she replied, "Wow...*sniff* that was the most amazing story I've ever heard in my entire life. Your friend sounds like a true warrior and he sounds like he'd be nice to hang around. I just....*sniff* that was....I'm sorry. That's truly amazing, I can't wait to meet him. And your place in his life sounds amazing as well. I'm really glad to have met you Kazas." Although, now she was feeling extremely conflicted on the inside, due to her desire to take down IB to avenge her parents. But she was really moved by the griffon's story, and was now more confused and guilty than before.

 

Blizzard was still atop his tower thinking, "The mind must be trained along with the body. Stay focused, stay alive. Stay focused, stay alive. Stay focused, stay alive."

 

Kazas had a concerned look about him. He had not meant to cause darkrai to cry. In fact, he hadn't even meant to slip into telling the entire story. It just came natural to him. After all, Kazas always was an honest one, never lying intentionally or by means of omission, and thus, he would usually divulge details to those he found trustworthy, and there was just something about this pony. Something that told his Leovian instincts that Darkrai was someone he could trust. Not only that, but Kazas did not like seeing others in pain. Within himself, he felt the tinges of guilt himself. The story was the reason she was crying, right? Kazas reached under his cloak, and pulled something from underneath it. Taking his claw out, he revealed a silk, crimson sash, and offered it to her. It was soft, almost like touching a cloud.

 

" I apologize, miss Darkrai. I... Did not mean for that story to affect you so. And for the record..."

 

He offered another smile.

 

" I'm glad to have met you as well. Perhaps, after we locate your friend and you conclude your business, we can find Lorec later and share a drink with him, if he isn't in a stupor already. Again I am... Sorry. Use this, if you'd so like, miss Darkrai."

 

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@@Unicorncob @

 

Lorec slammed yet another shot of the powerful liquor. He smiled widely, and spoke calmly. His vision was starting to blur, but he was more than able to stand upright. In excitement, he nearly burst from his seat, slamming his hands on the table to emulate Tyra. He was nearly butting heads with her.

 

" I've been waiting for a fight like this.... For a very long time, Tyra. I hope you live up to expectations. The last one I fought, I didn't even have to draw my sword. Let it be known that I want everything you can throw at me. After all, I'm into my fourth decade of living. I need at least one more good fight before I start walking with a hunched ba-"

 

He paused in mid sentence. He had heard what applejack had said.almost turning red in the face, he immediately rebuked that statement in embarassement, turning away from Tyra.

 

" It isn't like that! This is a battle proposal between warriors, not a... A.... Lovers' quarrel! Besides, she isn't even my type! She's too young, and so small that there is no way that i could even poke th-....

 

he caught himself before he had finished the sentence. The alcohol was starting to affect his social skills quite badly.

 

".... Nevermind."

[Dust and Memories 557]

"A honor duel in the sense that I was taking vengeance for repeated sleights upon the honor, lineage, powers, height, and various other features of my friends and me perpetrated by Electron Storm. While I knew that I could have simply attacked, I remarked like that as to get EWS's attention. Once that was obtained, I repeatedly warned the other two to back off, considering that I had no quarrel whatsoever with them. Even past repeated warnings and explicit outlining of my reasons for being there, they insisted on attacking me when they had no need to, upon which occasion I responded in self-defense of my life. I had gone there with my sword drawn because EWS has a nasty tendency to disappear if you give him half a chance. After our last round, in which I attempted to drive him off with simple prestidigitation and wordplay, I had been waiting for him to return. He did, beginning with the perennial rain of insults, and thus, I hunted him out. Having given up hope, I went back to my laboratory, and by coincidence, arrived across him in the very course of my walk. Reluctant to let him escape his debts at this moment of providence, I carried out my plan. Now, with him defeated, my honor and that of all the ponies insulted by him has been restored." After this long speech, Wilhelm coughed slightly, suddenly uneasy. Strangely, while physical violence was a everyday certainty in the Arena, this sudden lack of it was unnerving. Who would have thought he would have a debate immediately after a fight that nearly resulted in several deaths, including his own? The thought was so absurd it nearly made Wilhelm laugh. Nearly.

[J.R. 3,183]

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Darkrai was once again, moved by the griffon's kind gesture. She levitated the sash and wiped her tears with it, "*sniff* Thank you kind sir. If you don't mind though, when I find this kid, I'd like to be with him alone to train him. And when he and I are finished, I will catch up to you and continue to help you search for Lorec. I'm sorry, would you like this back?" She asked, still levitating the sash.

[P-Jay 1,987]

zenru smiled slightly. "is something like honor really important in this world?" he asked. he looked up to the sky. "after all, we do die someday. and when your laying on your deathbed, what're you gonna care about? all the times wasted, in proving something like honor, respect, or just being top-dog, or the times you were happy? here you both are, fighting, when you could've just as easily been out to brunch. or lunch. i dont know...but what im saying is, even if you do get the message across to the yellow guy, how long until another annoying pony takes his place?" he stifled a yawn. "dont let petty insults get to you, and most certainly dont engage. because once again, you could've just walked the other way, and avoided this whole mess." he paused, he started walking near them. "i dont believe i got your name...?"

[Dust and Memories 557]

Wilhelm nodded slightly at Zenru's philosophy, and when he was asked what his name was, he said, with a crooked smile, "Full title, or name? My name is Wilhelm de Winter, technically, Wilhelm Friedrichsson, but that's far too old a custom to bar mention. I wouldn't assume you know me; you certainly don't look or act like an academic. Don't get many scientific journals in your... wait, let me guess... Secret mountaintop training base for ninja warriors?" The smile grew a bit wider, then degraded slightly when Wilhelm looked back at Rebilac.