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I walk over to the sign up sheet.
“Eh, why the hell not..” I say, putting it in.
Name: Old Noname
Appearance: A 6 inch, blue Jellyfish.
Abilities: Transparency (Extremely hard to see), Shock (High-damage melee attack), Low Body Mass (Can go through some objects and some objects go through him, he can also “fly”...actually just propelling himself through the air)
"And now I play the waiting game." I say, sitting back down, a mysterious canister in my hand.
Dacder... You may ref with Smylez.
*Giving him classified documents to the planned invasion on Shakuras, along with it came a plan on using Psi Emitters as well*.
As Referees... Hold this information dearly until the match is over and then return them to me... no one can now about it.
I turn to Teo and he nods, stepping down into the arena after checking his equipment.
OOC: I am now shifting to Teo as first person.
IC: I walk into the Jungle and sigh, listening to the familiar sounds and feeling the familiar heat. No one knew it like I did. I quickly vanish into the underbrush, looking for my opponent.
"Both challenger has warped into the field! Now now, they can't hear us. I will be commentating today's match when I am not asleep! Joining me today is Dacder! Dacder, any words? Should I be solo commentating?"
Edited by smylez on 1/13/2013 5:17 PM PST
I draw the gunblade, watching anywhere for my opponent. Finally, I notice some moving tree foliage and grin. Not so graceful as you'd like to be. I fire and move quickly and soundlessly to a new spot, waiting for the hit or miss. And for his reaction.
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