Alright, everyone remembers Basara correct? Well he's itchin' to fight, any takers?

Rules are simple:no gmodding, and stuff like that.

Location:A coliseum (sp is wrong I know) with a simple square of concrete tiles in the center.
Contestants are not allowed off of the concrete, unless they have been or wished to be eliminated.

Max people=10

Ohh, you bet I remember him. Your RP character from the 2 RPs you started.

I'll duel, because I need the exp, and because you're better than me, so I can get better too.

Setting's all yours.

I'll use Pat Skyswinger.

Alright, let's wait a little longer to see if any other takers will accept, this thing starts tommorrow night, it's low out.gonna be a b

Can I use Kiao, and his newly developed sword?

The Batsunamagama?

Any characters welcome. I suppose we can begin now, since it's been a day.

Basara stood in the center of the large colliseum and stared into the crowd as throngs of people filed in and took their seats.

I'm going to use careno and his Sun Staff

*careno Jumped in and as he did he Sun got hotter*

Basara noted his opponent enter the arena and loosened the sword from his sheathe strapped to his back.

Patrick Skyswinger gently removed his jacket and set it down outside. Strolling into the arena, he finally understood his client's idea.

/Flashback/

Pat entered his office today, to see a stack of requests.

Great, lots of tasks today...

He looked at the first one, and it read:

Mr. Skyswinger,

I have purchased tickets to a Colluseam Challenge in 2 days, at prompty 5:00 p.m. I have selected you to enter it, and whether you win or not, I will pay, just to see you in action.

You will be paid-


Pat stared down at the numbers

Holy....crap. I can retire with this... He must be putting me on TV. I have to enter this...but this amount is if I win, and this number here....is default, which is just above average.

I have to win this, so I can retire. No messing around this time Pat thought

/Flashback/

Unsheathing his sword, he entered through the main hall into the actual battlefield, and smirked.

Kiao wandered in, carrying his new sword over his shoulder, trying to keep a balance. It was about twice the size of him, which was about the size of a regular a kotetsu. The hilt was black, and bore three small lime-green kanji, one for each individual part of the Batsunamagama. The blade itself, slender and curved slightly, was a tinted dark green, but glistened like sharpened steel. Kiao yawned, and looked around at the three other competetors. "I thought this was supposed to be a duel?"

Looking to see someone remark about himself, Patrick retorted, "You dont' look like much yourself"

"I'd respond if I cared enough, or if I thought you'd understand it." Kiao grinned, looking around, waiting for the responses of anyone else.

Careno Grined "heh your are all talk i'll show some real battling FLASH FLARE!" Sudennly every one was blinded bar careno during which time careno bashed everone with the sun staff and cast the spell Flare multiple times

Kiao was dazed by the light, but he could still hear Careno, and dodged all of his attacks. "That was cheap!" He drew his sword, and ran towards Careno...

careno dodged and tossed adamte at kiao to stun him

(I don't even know what you just said.)

Kiao, having not even attacked yet, quickly turned in the direction that Careno had run in, deflected what had been thrown at him, and then quickly curved his sword to the side and lunged forward.

Through all this Basara quietly watched as the other opponents waged their own wars. His Mirati was unsheathed and held firm in his left hand. His eyes switched back and forth between the contestants wandering and plotting their next move.

"Perhaps like you say as yourself, we conceal our strongest features or abilites", Patrick smirked, as he took off for Kiao, who was unprepared for an attack while engaging in his own battle with Careno.

Quickley unsheathing his blade (and making sure his coat was tied on tightly) he tried to attack Kiao's left quad. Kiao, who easily dodged, took a few good steps back, and prepared to counter with his own technique. Patrick turned his sword into a defencive stance, watching Basara and Careno and making sure they wouldn't attack him while he was preoccupied.

Kiao, after he dodged, which he shall not being doing again in someone else's post at the risk of a potential deletion of said post *HINT HINT*, swung the Batsunamagama down at the defensively positioned Patrick, hoping to get a hard enough attack to break his defense.

((Watch the Gmodding SS))

Basara glanced amusingly toward the battles, and decided to test his opponents reflexes. he pulled three kunai from his pocket and ungracefully flung them in the directions of the fighters.

Kiao noticed the kunai knives, and raised the Batsunamagama to easily block the one aimed at him, before preparing a downward slash that would hopefully make impact on Patrick if he would try to block...

Patrick watched the knife thrust at him, and he quickley moved aside, letting it pass. Unbeknownst to him, he was left vurnerable for an attack

The Batsunamagama came down on Patrick, yet it didn't make a cut at all. In fact, one of the kanji was glowing a bright green, and it simply left a very painful and raw patch of skin in the area where the sword had impacted. Kiao drew it back, and pulled into a defensive position...

"Agh!" The Batsunamagama had ripped open his flesh and opend a dangeriously deep wound into him. He stared wide-eyed at it, as the blood crept down his skin, hitting the ground like bits of rain.

"You bastard..."

Removing his shirt, he ripped it to fit the size of a cloth, and wrapped it around the skin.

careno had hidden himelf within the sunlight.... he knew he had to fight soon when and idea Struck "Sun Meto" and with that metors as hot as the sun Crashed on the arena (its a Sun spell don't give me a God Mod Leature)

(Uh, the Batsunamagama didn't cut you, I even said that.)

Kiao sighed. "FIRA IMBER!" He aimed his hand up, and gigantic flaming balls shot out, cancelling out the Sun Meto meteors that were approaching him. As he did this, however, he was vulnerable to attack...

((Shaving skin, I know :P

Not like it doesn't bleed or hurt XD))

Patrick stumbled over to Kiao, while his back was turned, and placed his hand on Kiao's neck, thus trying to choke him.

"You can't kill me with something like that.", he scolded.

(You placed your WHAT my neck?!)

Kiao was being throttled, his body jiggling like jelly. "Ack...and you can't...kill me...period!" Another of the green kanji on his sword began to give off that same lime green glow... "GAMA. TOAD!" Kiao cried as his legs began to twitch and give off the same green light, he twisted himself so that he was within leg reach of Patrick, and kicked off from Patrick's stomach, breaking free and launching forward horizontally like a missile, at the same time, hopefully causing damage to Patrick...

((Hand ^^;))

Patrick was tossed back, letting saliva escape as he was hit. He couldn't fight too much longer, but he didn't know that. He just kept getting up, and up.

Running over to Basara, he leapt for his knees, and then tripped him with his leg. Basara was know open for an attack.

"Standing on the sidelines is a coward's way."

Just as Basara was falling towards the ground, Patrick hopped up and attempted to sock him in the stomach.

*Careno charged right at Patrick, attempting to knock him into the stands* "Heh."

Edited by Kiao for spelling and grammar and stuff.

((Dude, you have to use more words, and try some proper grammar. Also note that I'm fighting with Basara right now, so it's not the best idea to interrupt. I'm going to continue as I left off, waiting for Caos to react. :/))

As Careno sprinted towards Patrick to attempt to ram him, Kiao was cruising like a missile, moving in the same direction towards him. He held his kotetsu outwards and forwards and was moving like a dart at ridiculous speeds towards Careno, who was also moving at a great speed...

((Who're you going for?))

Patrick leaped into the air, and flung his coat towards the ground, revealing a set of wings. Flapping them gently, he becamce poised for any attack towards him.