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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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NarutardDate: Th, 03.May.12, 9:43 PM | Message # 926
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Maddie
I cuddled close to him, sighing happily


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RazDate: Th, 03.May.12, 9:47 PM | Message # 927
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Scott
I cuddled with her as well then started nodding of to sleep to the beating of her heart, breathing, and warmth.


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NarutardDate: Th, 03.May.12, 9:50 PM | Message # 928
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Maddie
I was soon fast asleep in his arms.


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RazDate: Th, 03.May.12, 10:34 PM | Message # 929
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Scott
I woke up and sat up while yawning but stopped sitting up when I realized Maddie was still holding me.


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NarutardDate: Th, 03.May.12, 10:53 PM | Message # 930
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Maddie
I woke groggily and looked up at him. "Qu'est-ce que..." I mumbled, slipping into French mode.

(she said what)


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RazDate: Th, 03.May.12, 10:55 PM | Message # 931
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Scott
I raised an eyebrow as I tried to figure out what she said then I remembered the word, "Nothin' just woke up love."


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NarutardDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:03 PM | Message # 932
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Maddie
"Bonne," I yawned, stretching.


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RazDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:23 PM | Message # 933
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Scott
I sat off to the side up the bed then grabbed a shirt that looked like grass after a small amount of snow and Khaki Cargo shorts then got dressed.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:24 PM | Message # 934
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Samatha;

I rose, looking at Zak across from me


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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:26 PM | Message # 935
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(Wait what)

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Eric!
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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:26 PM | Message # 936
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(they ts...so...its fight time)

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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:30 PM | Message # 937
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(ooooh. k.)

Zak
I sigh, cracking my knuckles.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:33 PM | Message # 938
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Samantha:

Normally, I dress like a slut for guys for distaction value, however...since it's Zak...I toned it down to my normal clothes. I walked forward and put him in a headlock, and slammed him to the ground keeping my grip.


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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:37 PM | Message # 939
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Zak
Well, here we go. I elbow the back of her head, hoping she'll let go.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:38 PM | Message # 940
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Samantha;

I had to let go to get him to stop. I grabbed his arm, and twisted it, putting it into an armbar.


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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:42 PM | Message # 941
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Zak
I twist my arm to relieve some of the pressure, trying to get out of it.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:43 PM | Message # 942
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Samantha:

I put his arm between my legs, and used my thighs to keep it in place, and grabbed his face and pulled on it.


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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:51 PM | Message # 943
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Zak
I swing my leg around her waist, knocking her over.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:53 PM | Message # 944
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Samantha:

I was on my back, and tried to kick, but I couldn't reach.


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SunkernDate: Th, 03.May.12, 11:55 PM | Message # 945
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Zak
I close my eyes, and throw a few punches, rolling backwards away from her, and standing up.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 03.May.12, 11:58 PM | Message # 946
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Samantha:

I got up and wiped the blood from my mouth. "Not bad Zak...told you, you gotta stop bashing yourself" I smirked, and bolted, ramming his chest with my arm, causing him to flip in the air and land face first on the ground.


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SunkernDate: Fr, 04.May.12, 0:00 AM | Message # 947
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Zak
I lie there and cough, the air being knocked out of me. I dive at her leg with my elbow out.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 04.May.12, 0:01 AM | Message # 948
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Samatha:

I barely was able to dodge that and I grabbed his leg and slammed him against a pillar to hopefully knock him out, but knowing my luck he's just gonna get back up and deck me in the face


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SunkernDate: Fr, 04.May.12, 0:06 AM | Message # 949
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Zak
I spit up blood, breathing heavily. I try again with another strike.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 04.May.12, 0:09 AM | Message # 950
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Samantha:

I held my nose as he landed a deck, I told myself. The poor guy was exausted though, myself getting there. I decided to hopefully end this by propping his body on my shoulders and flinging him so he landed hard on his back to knock him out.


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