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[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining
The-Blades-slave:
Garlock
The bullets hit him square in the back, and he roared in pain. He sheathed hi ax, and with a mighty bellow hurled the totem head on at templar.
Garlock smash!
He once again drew his ax and charged, trying to cut Templar in half with a heavy swing!
lubbies:
Templar strafed to the left and the totem missed, the axe caught him off guard and his chest was bent in so deeply it threatened to destroy his power core. Templar's vision, buzzed and his speakers faintly transmitted sound. He grabbed hold of his gun, pressed a button and a small brightly glowing canister ejected. He jumped backwards, when he was out of range he threw the small canister. The canister flew for a few seconds then exploded in a bright blue light.
Tickles:
Stan ran into someone as almost fell to the floor. He looked down to see anther fighter, face first on the ground.
My bad, I wasn't really paying attention.
He helped the boy up.
I hope this doesn't make you mad, but I'm kind of in a hurry. I owe you an apology later. Meet me at the hotel lobby tonight and we can discuss it.
He left to the arena, where he managed to get into the main entrance. There were a few people inside the stadium getting things ready for the tournament. Stan needed to talk to the person in charge, but they were nowhere to be found. He starts to ask around.
NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
My bad, I wasn't really paying attention.
Somebody helped Sean up, and he could only guess it was the guy who ran him over.
I'm fine.
I hope this doesn't make you mad, but I'm kind of in a hurry. I owe you an apology later. Meet me at the hotel lobby tonight and we can discuss it.
And with that, he ran off before Sean could even look at him, and he was left in the crowd.
Who was that...?
He shook it off, he'll find out tonight, but right now he needed to get through this crowd.
'Scuse me! Coming through! Oh look a Bird!
He somehow managed to squeeze through to the store.
Hey, I'm one of the competitors for the tournament! I'd like a blank disk please!
He handed the clerk his ID and some of the people in the crowd looked at him funny.
Hey, isn't that the guy that made 5th place last year?
Who, that shrimp?
I heard he's been trying to get a winning streak of 20!
He ignored them, and tried paying attention to the store clerk. He scanned the ID, and after confirming it gave me a blank disk.
Here you go!
I took the seal and left, not wanting to be in that ocean. He managed to get outside and sighed. He was surprised he survived that.
So, how'd that go for you?
Sean turned to the voice and saw his brother, Tyler.
Why are you here?
Tyler shrugged.
Same as everyone else apparently...
The-Blades-slave:
Garlock
Garlock sensed the dangers, and crossed his ax and arms in front of him. The explosion went off, blowing him off the edge of the arena, it looked like the robot won......
ARagaharat!
A hand, coated heavily with brown fur appeared over the edge. Garlock was singed everywhere, and almost out of energy. He bellowed out, and raised his ax.
GROUND RIPPER!
The ground split at the seams, the very arena trembling at the sheer power! The ax dissolved, and Garlock was sure he had won...........
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