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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84  Posts: 3311/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| Shadow: "The marble arenas were very pricy... and destroyed... so back to the old classic! You can customize the arena through battle, good luck, have fun, and remember, after exactly one month, the round will end!" | |||
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47  Posts: 857/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| Just for reference, the Universal Chart of Melvins: Melvin with the Big Collar: F-T Suit-Wearing Melvin: At-T Emo Melvin: L-T Robot Melvin: P-T(R) Regular Melvin: P-T(N) Teenage Melvin: Pa-T(T) Young Melvin: Pa-T(Y) Buff Melvin: F-S Fedora-Wearing Melvin: P-A --- Key: Pa = Past P = Present F = Future AT = Alternate Timeline L = Lavos Timeline T = True Universe P = Parallel Universe A = Alternate Universe S = Split Universe ------ Backstage in the traditional Coliseum-styled battle arena just miles away from the Acmlm Board Building, several Melvins were running around frantically, some carrying weapons, some carrying tools, some carrying clipboards in a frantic attempt to wrap up last-minute battle preparations. A door in the spacious backstage area opened, and out stepped the buffed-out, German-accented, bearded F-S Melvin. He yawned and flexed, immediately ripping several tears into his Beefy-T. F-S: Ach, how are ze preparations faring? The entire roomful of Melvins seemed to gather in a semicircle around F-S. The first to come forward were At-T, Pa-T(T), and Pa-T(Y). Pa-T(T) flipped through a page on his clipboard, and began to read. Pa-T(T): Okay. Here's what we've got on your opponent. Relatively speaking, he was born in 1407, which makes him 587 years old. He's very experienced. F-S: And I take eet he doesn't look ze part. Pa-T(T): You guessed it. At-T: His entire family is either dead or presumed to be dead, as well as his instructor, who he killed himself. He travels from area to area looking for more powerful challengers, weapons, and equipment. Pa-T(Y) took his pipe out of his mouth, and blew a few bubbles. Pa-T(Y): Watch out, he's got a lot of techniques and various ways to combine them. He's really unpredictable. Then P-A, P-T(N), L-T, and F-T stepped forward. P-A: Alright, we've worked all night to pull together some good kit for you, and I think we've come up with some nifty things that'll help you out when you're out there. F-T produced a long, black, boxy rocket launcher that looked like a long rectangular box with a handle and four holes in the ends on it. F-T: Generic rocket launcher. Solid fuel rockets, heat-seeking, infared imaging, or dumbfire settings. You've got four, and we can't send you out with more, so make them count. P-T(N) produced a very large wrench, which he handed to F-S, who tested it's weight and blinked. F-S: It's light. Is it hollow? P-T(N): No, it's lunar titanium. The same stuff they're making the new Gundams out of. The surfaces have all been polished and beveled until the thing was silky smooth to reduce drag, and the reduced weight of the lunar titanium makes it lighter, while being twice as strong and just as hard as the same time. Finally, L-T handed F-S a satchel. L-T: Fragmentation grenades. They're not like ordinary grenades, because instead of regular explosive, we've got plastic explosive in there. It's just as explosive, and won't go off no matter how much you mess with it. Just pull the pin, push the big red button and fling it, and it'll explode either after five seconds or a hard impact. F-S slung the rocket launcher over his back by it's strap, the satchel over his shoulder, and took his wrench in hand. F-S: Ach... I will do my best. The group of Melvins waved and wished their counterpart good luck as he walked out onto the field through the swinging double doors, his bowling ball head glinting in the sunlight of a rather nice day. (edited by ASSES! on 07-14-05 01:32 AM) |
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DarkSlaya POOOOOOOOOOOORN! Level: 88 Posts: 3882/4249 EXP: 6409254 For next: 241410 Since: 05-16-04 From: Montreal, Quebec, Canada Since last post: 8 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| DarkSlaya was sitting on a chair..... While a Reydam arrived.... Reydam: What are you doing, aren't you supposed to be fighting Melvin? DarkSlaya: I know, just finishing my preparations. Do you think I knew which one of these guys I was fighting? Reydam: Whatever. DarkSlaya: Go away, you're annoying. Reydam walked out of the small room. DarkSlaya suddenly got up. He took his Elemental Shifthing Sword with him, as well as his armor, which cover all his upper body, except for the arms. His wrists were protected by the same kind of armor, which was believe to have magical property, as all of his equipment was forged at the same, or almost. As always, he didn't have any kind of head protection, and he believed that it wouldn't be useful against his opponant, anyway. He was now ready to fight. He left the small room and walked in the hall connected to the arena. He felt that his next fight wasn't gonna be easy. DarkSlaya (to himself): ...This is a weird feeling. Knowing that you're going to have a hard time winning. He entered what was gonna be the battlefield. To him, it was rather unfortunate to fight there, as it would spoil the beauty of the place. But he still had a fight to do. DarkSlaya: May I call you Melvin, or call you by your "full" name? Either ways don't matter to me, but I feel that both of us should be confortable when talking in this fight. He then prepared to unseath his sword, awaiting for Melvin to give answer, to charge. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 901/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| F-S responded with a blink. F-S: My actual name /is/ Melvin.  So you can go ahead and call me that.F-S could already see DarkSlaya tensing up in preparation to charge, and himself was prepared to counterattack. |
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DarkSlaya POOOOOOOOOOOORN! Level: 88 Posts: 3887/4249 EXP: 6409254 For next: 241410 Since: 05-16-04 From: Montreal, Quebec, Canada Since last post: 8 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| DarkSlaya (thinking): According to what I've been told, he's good. I better skip the 'testing' rounds and attack seriously. Then, DarkSlaya drew his sword from it's sheath. His attacks had to follow each others, so he instanly ran at Melvin. It was obvious that he was aiming for the neck, not for the kill, but to see which kind of defensive stance Melvin would take to block the sword slash. |
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 926/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| His right arm weighed down with a large rocket launcher, Melvin F-S moved one burly arm to his side, grabbing the extremely large Lunar Titanium wrench, and parrying DarkSlaya's blow as if he were wielding a sword, knocking the blade out of the way, then attempting a strike of his own, swinging the wrench with the finesse of a fencer and attempting to bring it down onto his opponent's head. | |||
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DarkSlaya POOOOOOOOOOOORN! Level: 88 Posts: 3894/4249 EXP: 6409254 For next: 241410 Since: 05-16-04 From: Montreal, Quebec, Canada Since last post: 8 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| He knew it wasn't a good idea to stay there, so DarkSlaya threw his sword behind him, then used his left arm to slow down the attack, and somehow try push back the rocket launcher. At the same time that he attempted to block, he also tried to punch Melvin to the stomach with his right arm. | |||
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Mel (USER WAS TOTALLY AWESOME FOR THIS POST) Level: 47 Posts: 933/991 EXP: 762490 For next: 3713 Since: 03-15-04 From: secure tripcodes are for jerks Since last post: 17 min. Last activity: 16 min. |
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| DarkSlaya probably felt something more than a slight shock of pain as his knuckles slammed into his opponent's abs, eliciting a raised eyebrow from the bald-headed man, who then simply smiled and shook his head. He raised one large boot, and tried to plant it on DarkSlaya's stomach, paired with a hard shove to put some distance between the two. If that succeeded... A small black rectangle with a green lens set into both sides of it popped out of the side of the rocket launcher. F-S adjusted his arm so that the lens was over his eye, quickly took aim, and pulled the main trigger, cueing a plume of smoke billowing out of the back of the rocket launcher, and sending a shaped projectile directly in DarkSlaya's direction. And if he wasn't able to get a good footing on him, he'd probably just try and conk him with that big wrench again. |
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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84 Posts: 3443/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| Shadow: "Thats the end of this round... it looks like someone wasn't active so Melvin takes the victory... I think..." | |||
Schwa Green Birdo The Embodyment of Good, infused with the Living Assets "Alpha Psibeam!" (echo effects) Level: 66  Posts: 1868/2214 EXP: 2457091 For next: 4760 Since: 04-25-04 From: Spanaway, WA Since last post: 1 day Last activity: 13 hours |
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| Yeah, Melvin wins. *shot* |
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