FIGHT CLUB

[whiteas]

WHO: Anyone who's there for Fight Club and knows the first rule. :)
WHAT: Fight Club.
WHEN: 1:30am on 5/22.
WHERE: An empty warehouse on 1428 Vibernum, Genessia.
WARNINGS: Violence. Probably language, but mostly violence.



If your character goes to the warehouse and finds the door, they'll be asked what the first rule is. If they get it right (you do not talk about fight club) then they'll get let in and the first thing they'll see is a banner with the following rules (slightly modified from the original):

1st RULE: You do not talk about FIGHT CLUB.
2nd RULE: You DO NOT talk about FIGHT CLUB.
3rd RULE: If someone says "stop" or goes limp, taps out the fight is over.
4th RULE: Only two people to a fight.
5th RULE: One fight at a time.
6th RULE: No armor. No immortality or invulnerability. Turn that shit off.
7th RULE: Fights will go on as long as they have to.
8th RULE: If this is your first night at FIGHT CLUB, you HAVE to fight.
9th RULE: Weapons are allowed, weapons of mass destruction are not.
10th RULE: Bring down the house, but not the building.
11th RULE: Anyone is allowed if they know about FIGHT CLUB and follow its rules.

OOC NOTES:
Tagging: Do what you want, but respect any noted OOC preferences. This is a fight club thing, so people will be injured, but if you have a specific injury you definitely don't want your character to suffer NOTE IT. No one can read your mind.

If your character breaks the rules:
:( Don't do that. Seriously, they won't be allowed back in and any location announcements will automatically be blocked from that character.

Comments

[alwaysimpaled]

That caught Dante off guard, and the blow knocks him half a step forward. "Fair enough. But I guarantee you, you've not fought anyone like me."

He turns, swords sliding into his hands between each finger, and in a fluid motion, he tosses them into the air before clapping. The swords vanish and reappear, forming a barrier around him. "Care to try again?"

Another pair of swords slide from the wings into his hands, and from within the barrier of swords he starts throwing more, this time they travel a bit farther before stopping, making for a labyrinth of blades for Sakuya to traverse.

[sakuya_izayoi]

"We shall see." Sakuya dropped down, something silver flashing in her hands as she shifted herself into a more forward stance. Her movements, her stance was very tight; very controlled... Her eyebrow raised at the swords though. This type of fighting was something she was very familiar with...

And she rushed toward him, eyes glowing red as time began to dilate. Each hand held a knife, using her thumb to brace the handle against her palm, using the flat of the blades, to turn away the hovering swords.

She flicked her wrists at the last moment, drawing the knives up into her hands to strike.

[alwaysimpaled]

Dante smirked, snapping his fingers and activating Quicksilver as he felt the time shift. He leaps backward out of the protective wall of swords, flicking the rose in his teeth at the hilt of one, causing the blades to explode one at a time. The order in which they detonated started with the ones closest to Sakuya, the force of the blast angled in such a way to knock her into more blasts should the first connect.

"You're not the only one with a fancy trick like that, miss maid."

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya's eyes widened, her movements only slowing for a single instant as quicksilver hit her. Her eyes were red again, glowing steadily and brightly.

The rose was concerning... but she barely had time to process it, shying reflexively away from it. The explosions singed her dress, but nothing else, the maid weaving through the swords with an almost inhuman agility.

Time dilated between her movements, whatever power she had was tearing at quicksilver, though it seemed less fluid than it had been before Dante activated it. She still managed to throw knives between her dodges, the weapons traveling a good ways before time caught and slowed them.

"Good! I've not had a challenge in too long!" She was smiling.

[alwaysimpaled]

Dante smirked as he saw what little effect Quicksilver had. Rather than keep retreating, he pulled three swords for each hand from Lucifer and charged forward, holding the blades more like claws in his fist.

"Hit me with your best shot mon amie~! I promise you I can take anything you dish out."