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Date: 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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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:15 AM | Message # 101

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Scott
I slammed my hand against the ground and slowly got up, "I'm Rhinoboy, you can't break my skull" I say then laugh, blood running down my face then I turn around and pick up my Katana as I lick my blood off my hand.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:19 AM | Message # 102

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Samantha:

I groaned, as I looked at my leg. I stumbled to him, and quickly propped him on my shoulders, still on my knees, than slammed him to my right so he landed hard on his back. I was till on my knees though, the pain in my leg getting to me.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:21 AM | Message # 103

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Scott
I looked up at her, "I ain't out yet." I say then spit out blood then Laugh.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:23 AM | Message # 104

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Samantha:

I growled and forced myself up. I rolled behind him, admittily hurting my leg more, and grabbed his waist, and falled back, tossing him into the ground on his head. I started to close my eyes, about to pass out

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:25 AM | Message # 105

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When she grabbed me I grabbed the Shuriken off the ground and lodged it in her shoulder blade.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:29 AM | Message # 106

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Samantha:

I still tossed him, and pulled out the blade in my shoulder. I dropped it, and glared at him, my shoulders hurting me like crazy, hopefully the German Suplex on the ground knocked him out, because I'm gonna pass out if I do another move.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:30 AM | Message # 107

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Scott
I looked over at her and held my hand out, "Call it even?" I say with a laugh.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:33 AM | Message # 108

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Samantha:

I smirked "Man your stupid" I grabbed his arm, and put him on my shoulders still standing. I bent, my shoulder throbbing, but still managed to SLAM him into the ground with fury. I fell to my bad knee clutching at my shoulder and started to shout in pain. PLEASE BE KNOCKED OUT!

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:34 AM | Message # 109

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Scott
"I stopped feeling pain after I swallowed my first tooth." I mutter without moving.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:39 AM | Message # 110

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Samantha:

Thank god, its over. I than replayed the fight in my mind...the only thing he did to me was toss weapons into my shoulder, and my leg...those did limit what I could do...but....for the most part it was all me. He was holding back, and he's letting me win. He....let me win, even though he knows the only way out of here...is to win 2000 matches...he...he's such a gentlemen. I smiled at him, and looked at the promter "You should know the awnser by now...I choose life." We were than taken to medical personal, and were worked on, in seprete rooms.

(Thanks for letting me have that victory dude.)

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:41 AM | Message # 111

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(Not much I could really do anyway, plus I think I found a suiting song for that moment http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnQmzWbT2NQ )

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 0:43 AM | Message # 112

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(K now we play the waiting game, as Sun and Maddie are with Samantha and Scott)

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 6:43 AM | Message # 113

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Maddie
I jumped up and ran to the infirmary after collecting Scotty's weapons left on the field, quiet for once.

Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:55 AM | Message # 114

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Carrying food and another cup of tea easily balancing them on one hand as I carry my own cup of tea, I walk into Sam's infirmary room. "Brought you some chow and tea." I tell her knowing she didn't think to eat first.

She had a smile that could light up a room.

Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 10:37 AM | Message # 115

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Samantha:

I smiled and ate quietly "Thank you Sun"

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 1:20 PM | Message # 116

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Scott
I looked dreamily at the door as Maddie walked in, They had used morphine while they worked on my wounds.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 5:04 PM | Message # 117

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Maddie
"Wow...that was pretty...intense," I said, setting his now clean weapons on his bed side table.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 5:36 PM | Message # 118

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I nod, "Of course Sam". I pull up a chair to examine her, "You know I had a daughter once." I tell her.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 6:41 PM | Message # 119

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Name: Damien Hera
Gender: M
Age: 19
Fighting Style: A Mix of Martial Arts and Kickboxing
Crime: Theft and Attempted Murder
Country(Place of Birth): United States Minor Outlying Islands
Bio: I dont wanna
Fight Record: 11-6
Apperance: Damien has a light build, and is 5 foot 9, his hair is dark brown, and cut short and swept, and he also has a bit of a 5 o clock shadow, along with green eyes.

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Sit in the motherfucking chair!

Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:12 PM | Message # 120

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I just did something between a laugh and a chuckle, "I didn't really fight because she's innocent." I say in the middle of the laugh/chuckle.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:18 PM | Message # 121

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Maddie
"Really?" I asked. "Well she dresses like a whore..."

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:55 PM | Message # 122

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I laugh, "Slightly yeah, I've seen worse."

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 7:57 PM | Message # 123

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Maddie
"Like me for instance," I laughed.

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Date: Mo, 26.March.12, 8:02 PM | Message # 124

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I laugh then grab my chest, "Ah that was a bad idea."

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