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Battle Arena 3000
Dillon0909Date: Sa, 24.March.12, 1:31 AM | Message # 1
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Welcome to the Battle Arena! here captured criminals, heritics, and anarcists are put to the test in Mortal Combat. It is up to the fighter weither they live or die. 2000 victories will result in freedom and clear of all charges that they were presented, and only people who can actually fight, are allowed in. They must have the ability to land a punch on our trainers. If so, they are allowed in, if not...they will be gunned down.

Each Fighter has one of these basic styles:

Street Fighting: Nothing fancy, just down and dirty brawling, and expert knowledge in forigen objects

Martial Arts: are extensive systems of codified practices and traditions of combat that are practiced for a variety of reasons, including self-defense, competition, physical health and fitness, as well as mental, physical and spiritual development.

Wrestling: Empizizes Grapples, and powerful throws, with very few strikes.

Boxing: Empizizes Strikes with powerful punches

Kickboxing: a group of martial arts and stand-up combat sports based on kicking and punching

(need help on that, not a fighting expert)

There are these weapons in the arena.

Swords

Axes

Kunai

Metal folding Chairs

Kendo Sticks

Sledgehammers

Steel Pipes

A pistol with ONE bullet

Brass Knuckles.

Each event is televised live, and is the most watched thing on the PLANET, with varing countries throwning offenders in for a quicker way to make prison room.

Chareter Sheet:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Fighting Style:
Crime:
Country(Place of Birth):
Bio:
Fight Record:
Apperance:

Rules:

Fight Record has to be between 1-10 for wins any number for losses

If you have any other fighting styles, let me know, I'll put them in the descripsion.

Name: Samatha Unzi
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Fighting Style: Wrestling
Crime: Murder
Country(Place of Birth): Omaha,Nebraska, U.S.A.
Bio: An innocent woman, put in jail by her abusive father who framed her for her mother's killing, she was sent to the battle arena, where she holds a no fatality rate, one of the rare few in the world. She learned wrestling, from her sister, who also knows she is innocent, and she is trying to get out of Battle Arena, but the 2000, victory mark keeps slipping out of her grasp with each win and even further with each defeat
Fight Record: 10-W 5-L
Apperance: She has two outfits, A white T-shirt, Black Jean combo, revealing a fire tatoo in her right arm (Wears when fighting women). A black mini shirt with cut off sleeves and bottoms that empizie clevage, black tights that form to her figure nicely, and black boots(Wears when fighting men for the distraction) Red hair


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:48 AM | Message # 551
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Zak
I turn the corner, trying to remember where I go from here.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:49 AM | Message # 552
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Samantha:

"Zak, I need a favor...a BIG favor"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:53 AM | Message # 553
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I jump somewhat, turning around. "Huh? What?"


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:56 AM | Message # 554
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Samantha:

I shook him "Zak..I need you to do me a favor"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:57 AM | Message # 555
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"What!?" I ask.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:58 AM | Message # 556
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Samantha:

"You get supplies in and out of this place all the time right?"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 0:59 AM | Message # 557
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"Yeah..?" I say, confused. "What about it?"


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:00 AM | Message # 558
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Samantha:

"I can't wait for 1987 more victories...by that time...I won't be proven innocent...and my father would be to...dead...to report anything." I said in a serious tone. "I want you to smuggle me out"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:01 AM | Message # 559
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"How would we do that?" I ask.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:05 AM | Message # 560
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Samantha:

"Stuff me in a crate, with little whoes at the bottom and hope we get lucky"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:13 AM | Message # 561
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"I dunno.." I mumble.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:16 AM | Message # 562
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Samantha:

"PLease...I need to prove I'm innocent...I'm begging you...I'll do...anything" I clutched at my chest "Anything."


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:18 AM | Message # 563
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"I like my life, I dunno if I wanna risk it."


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:20 AM | Message # 564
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Samantha:

"I'll be honest...I'll say it was all my idea, and you're just being a good friend" I said pleading with him.


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:23 AM | Message # 565
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I bite my lip. "Ok." I give in.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:28 AM | Message # 566
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Samantha;

I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Zak you're a life savior"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:29 AM | Message # 567
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I smile. "So when do we do this?"


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:30 AM | Message # 568
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Samantha:

"As soon as possible...actually"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:35 AM | Message # 569
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"Where do we get a box..?"


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:41 AM | Message # 570
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Samantha;

"You don't have one already?"


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:42 AM | Message # 571
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"I dunno, maybe." I walk back home.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:48 AM | Message # 572
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Samantha;

I smiled and kissed her cheek.


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:50 AM | Message # 573
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(Zak. Now a female.)

Zak
I smile again, walking into my house.


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Dillon0909Date: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:55 AM | Message # 574
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(his)

Samantha:

I sighed and sat down on my bed, and looked up...more determined than anything


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SunkernDate: Tu, 10.April.12, 1:57 AM | Message # 575
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I go down into my basement, finding an actually pretty large box. I pull it up the stairs and drill holes in it, as said, before walking to Samantha's with it.


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