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[R2-B8] Lord of Chaos vs. Weeaboo



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Setting: Welcome lads n' lasses, t' t' hell that be a shipwreck island. it's not terribly large, bein' maybe half a mile both north t' south and east t' west. T' island features a sparse bit o' jungle a short walk from its beach shoreline, which be pretty much absent o' life, save for some darin' gulls. T' only part o' t' island that's seen any action be t' north side, where t' remains o' a shipwreck can be seen both scattered over t' beach, and haplessly assembled into t' rough form o' shelters.

Conditions: It's been about a month since you and your crew were shipwrecked on this God forsaken place. It didn't take long for people t' go mad from t' isolation. Some were so off they proceeded t' kill themselves; others went t' Davy Jones' locker involuntarily t' person sittin' next t' them. Riots in between t' madness left t' supplies contested, and all but consumed. T' worst part: t' rum be nearly gone, and t' two o' you, t' only ones with clear enough heads, have begun your battle over t' last o' it.

Restrictions: This be a pirate fight. So you'll be expected t' do your dastardly deeds with only what would have been available within' t' early colonial times in t' late 1600s/early 1700s. cutlasplay be t' most probable means o' battle, for firearms, while available, be rendered unreliable, due t' ammunition bein' nearly wasted. While both o' you be o' clear enough heads t' know t' rum has about run its course, you're both off-footed by your previous swigs from t' next t' last bottle.
 
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Setting: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the hell that is a shipwreck island. It's not terribly large, being perhaps half a mile both north to south and east to west. The island features a sparse patch of jungle a short walk from its beach shoreline, which is virtually devoid of life, save for the occasional daring gulls. The only part of the island that's seen any action is to the north side, where the remains of a shipwreck can be seen both scattered over the beach, and haplessly assembled into rough forms of shelters.aplessly assembled into t' rough form o' shelters.

Conditions: It's been about a month since you and your crew were shipwrecked on this God forsaken place. It didn't take long for people to go mad from the isolation. Some were so off they proceeded to kill themselves; others went to Davy Jones' locker involuntarily to persons sitting next to them. Riots in between the madness left the supplies contested, and all but consumed. The worst part: the rum be nearly gone, and the two of you, the only ones with clear enough heads, have begun your battle over the last of it.

Restrictions: This be a pirate fight. So you'll be expected to do your dastardly deeds with only what would have been available within the early colonial times in the late 1600s/early 1700s. Cutlasplay be the most probable means of battle, for firearms, while available, be rendered unreliable, due the ammunition being nearly wasted. While both of you be of clear enough heads to know the rum has about run its course, you're both off-footed by your previous swigs from the next-to-last bottle.
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Re: [R2-B10] Lord of Chaos vs. Weeaboo

This looks acceptable.

Please excuse me a second while I go jizz in a corner. I will have a template or somethin' up soon. It will fill the rest of this post.
 

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Off footed by your previous swigs? Does that mean you guys are drunk? If so...........I need popcorn.
 

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This is gonna be great! Drunk Pirates fighting over rumm, I have cooked my popcorn and it has been caramelized, LET'S GO!
 
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Well it doesn't say it anymore! Now please make a temp and battle.
 

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Bonechill, if you post one more time in here for no reason at all I will see to it that I personally get a match with you, just to cut your throat with a spork (one of those titanium ones from ThinkGeek). Seriously, chill, Bonechill.


Name: Ezekiel Theravast

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Personality: He's a bit on edge most of the time, keeping track of everything happening on the ship just so an incident like the ship wreck wouldn't happen. It did anyway, and that seemed to destroy most of the tension and caution in him. Now, Ezekiel is more of a get-up-and-go kind of guy, with some charm and a helluva lotta wit. He's still cautious as to not do anything too stupid though. He speaks when spoken to and when something is on his mind--in other words, about as much as a normal person. He will improvise out of a situation faster than most would get out with a well-devised plan. He's determined and ambitious... quite the good combination. If he had a downfall, it would likely be that sometimes he can be a little overzealous when dealing with a situation. Always up for a good joke and for a good shot of rum though.

Bio: Something short here. Ezekiel grew up wanting to work on a ship. However, he ended up on a pirate ship... while he was thinking more of a freighter, or something in the King's Navy. He loves what he does though, and has served faithfully since he was 17. Zeke was getting drunk when the ship wrecked, the one time he took his attention off of things and ended up paying for it. He's a great fencer, and really good with a whip as well. For the majority of the month that he's been stranded, Zeke has been on the South side of the island, dodging this way and that when the occasional party would come along. Now, he's come along to get rid of the rest of the crew and take what is his.

Ship Position: First Mate

Theme Song: YouTube - Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirates life for me
 

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Name: Katrina Meislow

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Personality: A bit eccentric and a bit unique are a couple of ways to describe her. Whether it be cleaning the decks, which she very much enjoyed, or swigging down a bit of rum with the guys, something else she also enjoyed, she always was the life of the party. Not one to stop and think, she didn't realize that those huge water things were actually waves. Big ones. She also didn't know she dropped her other bottle of rum away into the ocean as they washed and bashed upon the rocky and sandy shore.

Bio: As she grew older, so did her breasts. Happily, she decided that maybe they'd get her far. Right now, they're a plump C in today's terms. Her mother was very mad that she was growing into a regular old wench and sent her off to join a pirate crew to either be killed or roughed up a little. At that time, she was only 16. Throughout the years, she has seen great pirates on her ship come and go. Now, she must try and find the one guy who's keeping all the rum to himself!

Ship Position: Wench

bahaha, this ought to be fun.
 

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OOC: Guess I'll make the opening post.

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"Yo ho, Yo ho..."

Sliick.

"A pirate's life for me..."

Kwurlck.

The tune was so catchy for Ezekiel. He stopped only a moment to clean the blood from his blade and take stock of the situation around him. Everyone was dead, by his hand. They were too drunk to fight back, where as he was still halfway sober. At least, sober enough to get some slaughtering done. He had to take the last of the supplies so that he could survive. His crew were mainly a bunch of crazies as it was, who probably did things too horrible to live. Then again, so had he, but killing oneself would be kind of pointless, right?

Ezekiel sighed as he looked at the empty crate at his feet. There was no rum here... it had to be somewhere. He cast his gaze back up and around, looking for signs of it. He had seen most of the crew either dead at his hands or dead in general... but there were a few bodies missing. He couldn't assume they were all dead... not yet. He kept his attention up and his wits about him, as Zeke started to walk towards the next shelter and gathering of bodies, looking for that one thing pirates praised above all other booty...

Rum.

"...A pirate's... life... for me..."
 

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Pat, pat pat. Cough cough.

Wiping her hands, she stood up and then dusted off her short skirt and leggings underneath. Adjusting her bandanna and thick curly hair, she turned around to leave. What she had just done was hide 14 bottles of rum underground. To age and to stay cool. She looked around as the sun beat down on her head. Wiping her brow of sweat, she turned to see some man stumbling about singing to himself. She stood there a moment and watched as he cleaned his sword before heading towards her hut.

Standing there, she turned towards him slightly and got into fighting position. She bent lower to the ground and, allowing a bit of her cleavage to show, she held her hands to her sides. She had them just above the hilts so as to grab her swords if he proved terrible.
 

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Ezekiel gave a small smirk as he approached the familiar face. She was a wench on board their ship, and had been for some time. He sighed for a moment as he stopped about five feet away from her, and shook his head. He noticed that she was bent over slightly to try and take advantage of having a large set of... assets, but it was a trick he knew and one he wouldn't fall for, especially from someone of his own crew. He drummed his fingers on his hips momentarily before he focused his eyes in on her and the smirk finally faded from his features.

"You can put dem away, won't work on me lass. Where's the last o' da rum?"

He drew his saber calmly. It was a shining piece of steel that he had in his possession for quite some time. Zeke had claimed the sword from a fallen pirate he had once bested, an old captain who was supposedly one of the best swordsmen on the Seven Seas. He had to admit--it had been a hard fought battle, but eventually he overcame the man, and ended it with a very solid slash to the throat, which had sprayed him with blood, earning him the nickname "Ezekiel of the Blood Mist." He took in a breath and let it go as he twirled his sword and took a few steps back, pointing his blade towards Katrina.

"Iffin' you won't be telling me, I'll just pull the information from you... cut by cut."
 

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The smirk had disappeared form his face. She still stood there for awhile and then pulled both her swords out. Standing in a position where the blades formed an 'X' she awaited what he was saying and doing. He had pulled his blade and pointed it at her.

"These swords of mine....they are nothing but the swords of the first man I killed. My father." she stood there.

Her eyes were in slits and she stood there again. Her swords, dual sabers, were prized in her family for being deadly accurate when swung correctly. Usually they were passed around to the men but unfortunately, her mother couldn't have any more children after her. The reason was that during a battle when Katrina was 5, her father had his testicles chopped off. Gruesome, but true. After awhile her father taught her how to fight with these swords. Unbeknown to him, these same swords would kill him one day.
 

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Ezekiel smirked and ran his empty hand through his hair. He observed the dual sabers and marked everything about them. He also knew what it was to dual-wield: while you had almost unlimited attack potential, you were also forced to stay completely on the offensive. One could be defense with dual swords, but it was dreadfully dangerous and no matter the skill, eventually it would give out. He knew this because at one point, when he was training against some of his betters, he had tried to dual wield, and while having gotten quite good at it... Long story short, it wasn't the best maneuver ever. He tightened his grip on his sword slightly more, and stepped forward two steps towards her, placing the tip of his sword approximately four inches beyond the X that her blades formed, between them that is. So now, they were formally acknowledged so that this fight could begin.

"Then good luck to ya, wench."

For a moment, nothing happened.

Then suddenly, Ezekiel faded back and to the right, his blade sliding backwards from between hers, putting an outside pressure on them that was pulling away from her, while he scooped sand with his left foot and kicked it into her face. She would never see the sand coming as the commotion he was causing with his weapon to hers. As this happened, he stopped moving and suddenly slid to the left her (his right) and came across with a regular slashing maneuver towards the crease of her left arm, where the forearm met the rest, as to try and sever her nerves and muscles there to make her left arm useless. In his mind, he was taking stock of the situation closely.

He had a few tricks up his sleeve, none that he wanted to give away at the moment, but if it came down to it, he was sure he could win this fight.
 

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Katrina stared at him and his sword for a moment before he slid it away. Her eyes were wandering towards him and following him. She heard a scrunch as she saw his boot hit the ground hard and began to kick sand up. What a dirty trick. Closing her eyes and stepping backwards she then felt a presence to her left. She turned and saw he was ready to slice her arm off, if anything, so she could only wield one sword. Smirking she allowed a little bit of the blade to puncture her skin and slice it before she placed both of her blades at his sides and began to slowly let them slice his skin.
 

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OOC: How can you "feel" a presence to your left when I'm coming from an outside angle? Just wondering. Like, there would be no indication of shadow, air pressure, nothing.

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He knew she would attempt to scissor him in, keeping her blades crossed like that. He pulled the scabbard from his side and jammed it between the two, length-wise, to shove her backwards and he leaped backwards himself. For a second, he was on one knee, checking for any injuries, and seeing that his shirt was the only thing damaged. He got back to his feet and threw the scabbard at her face, aiming it like a well-placed dart.

After that, he went into a 360 turn, his empty hand reaching behind his back into a pouch and pulling out a small gourd-looking creation that had a nub at the top. He scratched the nub against his belt, causing it to light, and he threw the small explosive at Katrina as he came out of the 360, and took a few steps back, trying to his fullest to keep his balance after such a maneuver. See, while bullets were a rare commodity, Ezekiel had been smart to simply take what few bullets he had from the beginning and melt them down to use as flint-like creations for these small gunpowder bombs. There had been approximately ten feet between the two combatants when he threw the object, and at the average pitching rate of 65-75mph (check it, it's legit), there would be no way for her to avoid the explosive at close range. Any attempt to slice the device in half would result in early combustion, causing damage as well.
 
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