The Ultimate Organization II

*Darxess broke off the dome around himself and stood up, dusting off his cloak*
*Darxess walked over to Wing and held out a hand*
Darxess:"You did well. I look forward to a rematch sometime when you can give me all you got, without twilight interfering with our match."
*Darxess smiled*
Darxess:"Cause I know you're stronger than that."

 

OOC: Last post


BIC: Wing took his leader's hand...

"Thanks...I'm looking foreword to it as well." He smiled and held out his hand, Wind surrounded him, enough to hold him up while his body shook off the blow from the explosion.

"let me rest up a bit and then we'll begin looking for orb." Wing then walked back to his seat and sat down, grabbing his water glass from the table, he took a long drink, draining the glass.

 

*Darxess nodded and headed back to the ship*
*That fight took a lot out of his, as well, more than he let on*
*Darxess stepped onto the ship and pulled out the bed*
*Darxess fell on the bed, falling asleep nearly instantly*
*He would be ready for more fighting tomorrow*

 

OOC: Darknight, why do you hate Fran?


BIC: Xane yawned as he awoke from a nap. He then brushed off any crumbs of food that were left on his clothes and got up to watch Wing and Darxess fight.

 

OOC: Looks like things went well yesterday. I'll be on later, so we'll start the tournament then.

BIC: "Rufus" considered this, then smiled. "Me and my partners might be able to fix that one for you, but I can't make any promises. Keep in contact, please."

Bowing slightly, Tyre Rutherford twisted around and walked from the door, restraining the impulse to unleash his other soul here and rip the entire building to shreds. After all, they were just worthless beings. And she wouldn't really want that.

OOC: Oh and by the way, Enigma isn't crazy, there really was someone there...just no one could see them.

EDIT OOC: Because she's porn incarnate, like FF10-2's girls.

 

OOC: And that's....bad?

BIC: "Alright. Time to find out more about this tournament.." Xane said, getting up and walking towards Odin.

 

"This fight is lame," Nulix commented from the sidelines, eating some popcorn...

 

OOC:Yeah, the fight ended way too soon. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to start a fight so late at night.

*Darxess slowly woke himself up from his slumber*
*Stepping off the ship, Darxess clenched his fists*
*He felt good*
*Scratch that, he felt real good*
Darxess:"Its been way too long since I had a fight like that."
*Darxess smiled*
Darxess:"I feel alive!"
*Darxess began punching the air*
Darxess:"I'm ready! Let's see what this tournament brings!"

 

OOC: I'm going to blissfully pretend you didn't say that, so as to keep up the good opinion I have of you. *silently scratching Pirate off list*

I need people here. Where are you blokes?

 

OOC:We "blokes" are right here.

 

OOC: Yeah. Right here... 'bloke'. ._.

By the way, I'm goin' to Canada tomorrow. I might have internet access... I might not. I dunno what's goin' on. >:

Either way, I'll be back after 2 weeks. o:

 

OOC:Canada, eh? What for?

 

OOC: Way to log off DarKnight. >:

Goin' up to visit the family. o:

 

OOC:I don't think I have any family that lives that far off. Most live pretty close by.

 

OOC: All of my family lives far away. I have cousins in Ohio, and Buffalo, and my grandparents live in South Carolina. >:

*waits for something that's actually related to the RP to happen* -_-

 

OOC: Forgive me for being hungry. (Actually I wasn't, but I had to eat with my family.)

BIC: The next morning...

Odin ordered all the contestants to meet together in the hall outside the coliseum and silently stood until everyone arrived.

Xardius yawned noisily, making several men and/or women stare at him irritably. At the moment, he was too tired to distinguish.

Odin cleared his throat and then spoke. "This is the morning of the tournament's beginning. I hope you are all in top shape for this tournament. Behind me stand your judges. We can and will participate in this tournament. We can also disqualify those who we deem unworthy to be in this competition."

Odin drew himself up, cutting a rather imposing figure, if Xardius could ever find anyone imposing. "The first round will be the neophytes of this competition versus the founders, aka the gods of this world, including your judges. Each of you will go up against a different judge. This competition may be a little different than normal. Deaths are not allowed, however, we do not assure your safety. Accidents happen. Finally, you can work in teams of two or three, but remember, these teams are not final. Keep in mind that you may end up fighting the very men you're working with, so be prepared to pit yourself against your friends and foes alike."

Odin nodded into the silence. "That is all. Good luck."

 

"Should we team up?" Xegreny asked the others. "Personally, I think we should do it simply because we can heal each other. Either way it seems like these guys are serious business. They want to pick off the weaklings as soon as possible."

 

"I don't think you guys aren't strong enough to take this so-called gods," Xardius yawned. "Honestly, most of them are pushovers. But still, they might surprise you."

He shrugged. "I don't care either way, honestly. But if you end up teaming up with me, and then have to fight me, good luck. Honest. Without any exaggeration beyond that."

He shrugged again and looked around for Enigma, who he couldn't see. Frowning, he stretched out and began scanning the crowd. Wouldn't want anything to happen to the guy.

 

"Ooh. That'd be bad." Xegreny said, deep in thought. "I guess I can go on my own for now. These guys don't look TOO tough. Besides, it's not like I'd die if I lost or anything."

 

OOC: Go ahead and do the honors.

BIC: Xardius looked on the notice board. "Huh, looks like you're one of the first ones Xegreny. It is different...you get to choose your opponent, and then based on that, fight other ones up to the judge. So, pick your opponent, I guess."