Ice tournament

[Raven]

*Raven was in a cave. Isolated. Separated. It was cold. She liked it. The blizzard had been going on for awhile. Waiting, she looked out into the frozen tundra. Icy mountains, frozen lakes, snowy paths. It was beautiful. Pure. Clean. But there was no blood on the snow. It was pure. It disgusted her. Putting her head back, she tried to sleep.*

*Hours later, she awoke to silence. All was quiet, it was night. She left the cave, her steps crunching the snow under foot. The sky was clear, and the moon played light sparkling againsed the snow. She started walking through the barren wasteland of icy dreams. Her foot caught on something, she tripped. Falling into the snow. She got up, brushing flakes off her cloths. Looking down at what she tripped over, she realised it was a box. Kneeling down she picked it up carefully. Looking at it, she saw an engraving. ~ Blood will spill, the fate is sealed. Rip tear and kill. ~* "I wonder what's inside..." *She whispered to the wind. Opening the box, she saw flash of light. Blinding her for a second. When she could see again, she peered into the box. Inside, there was a note. It looked new. Reaching in she picked it up carefully. It read ~ Fight to the end. Or die miserably. ~*"I don't like the sound of this..." *She mumbled. Suddenly, a growl awoke her from her thoughts. Looking up she saw a silver wolf, eye burning with an unnatural fire. Dropping the box, she unsheathed her sword. Glaring at the wolf, she stood in a stance, ready for it to pounce.*


((Right. The goal of this RP is to improve your role playing and teaching you to use most complexed and tactful attacks. You'll be faced with more and more powerful foes, and you must learn to let them fight. You'll be controlling yours, so you could just say something like "*The wolf stood still <insert rp character here/> chopped off its head*" OR, you could say something like "*The wolf growled, edging further towards <insert RP character here/>. Its muscles tensed. It got ready to pounce. Jumping, it aimed for <rpcharicter/>'s throat. <rpchar/> Brought their sword up to block it, and the wolf latched onto the sword. Letting go it lunged at them again. Swinging their sword down, it met with the wolfs neck. Blood poured out, soaking the once white snow. The wolf howled, and the fires in its eyes died. Bringing the sword down on its head <rpchar/> let it sink deep into the wolfs head. Ending its suffering.*" You can make it more interesting by putting more drama, movement, descriptions and sounds in. Each person will be attacked by a wolf first. And the person who has improved the most by the end will be awarded one gerbil by yours truly! Ps, I'm using my example as my post. Your turn))

*The wolf growled, edging further towards Raven. Its muscles tensed. It got ready to pounce. Jumping, it aimed for her throat. Twisting out of the was, Raven brought her sword up to block it, and the wolf latched onto the sword. Letting go it lunged at her again. Swinging her sword down, it met with the wolfs neck. Blood poured out, soaking the once white snow. The wolf howled, and the fires in its eyes died. Bringing the sword down on its head Raven let it sink deep into the wolfs head. Ending its suffering.*" I guess I must fight..." *She whispered to the dead wolf, while watching the snow turn a deep crimson.*

[Leporidae]

((Can we use two charatutres? Neaither of tem will fight the same wolf together. They will each be atatcked seperatly))

[Raven]

((Yes of course. It's not the number of charicters you have, it's how you use them.))

[Leporidae]

((Ah, ok ))

Lep and Feline fell off the top of the cave, landing next to the dead wolf. "So THAT's what was in that cave!" They have been sitting their for a while. Feline
saw the box that raven was holding and smiles "So THAT's where my box landed! No thanks to Lep!" Feline blows a rasberry at Lep while she sighs "acttually, it was just lying on top of the cave untill I pushed it off. Why would you want a box that says 'Blood will spill, the fate is sealed. Rip tear and kill.'?" Feline smiles "You must be jelous since I found it first!" Lep blows a rasberry at Feline "Nu uh!" Feline passes it back "Uh hu!" Lep crosses her arms "Nu uh!" etc.

*A grey wolf sat in the cave with his son, a brown wolf. We will just call them wolf 1 and wolf 2*

Wolf 1: You see those blabbering tall rabbits there?
Wolf 2: Yep
Wolf 1: You see your tummy?
Wolf 2: Yep
Wolf 1: Don't those rabbits look juicy and plump?
Wolf 2: Maby.

*Wolf 1 nips Wolf 2 on the ear. He yelps in displeasure*

Wolf 2: Um, yes. They look very, very juicy!
Wolf 1: Good. Don't you want to kill them and taste their delicious red meat?
Wolf 2: Um, yes. I think so.
Wolf 1: You think so? Your a wolf for gosh sakes!
Wolf 2: Um, I have a secret I need to tell you
Wolf 1: What?
Wolf 2: I'm a Vegan ((No offence to you Vegans out there, I'm NOT Making fun of you))
Wolf 1: NOOO! I'm raising a stupid Hippy-of-a-dog! You disgrace me! get out now!

*Wolf 1 gets kicked out of the den and walks twards Raven, sadly. ((This one is for you, raven ))*

*Wolf 3, the mother of Wolf 2, shows up.*

Wolf 1: Hello my dear.
Wolf 3: Hello. Where's our little wolfling?
Wolf 1: Well, he's gone. That Vegan.
Wolf 3: Oh . . . well I guess he's old enough to be on his own.
Wolf 1: Want to go hunting? there are two rabbits outside of the den.
Wolf 3: It's worth a shot.

*They walk out of the den, growling.*

Leporidae noticed the wolfs and tapped feline on the shoulder and pointed at the wolfs "Um, dude." Feline's reflects took in as he grabbed his gun. Lep took out her sabre and waited . . .

To be continued . . .

[Cloud]

*Cloud was wandering the icy landscape looking for a source of food. He had been lost out here for days and his hunger was getting on his nerves. He sees Raven ahead as well as a few others jumping off a cave. He runs up to them but gets rugby tackled by a mysterious wolf. The wolf bears its teeth, snapping at Cloud. He had no way of defending himself so he used his hands to get a hold of the wolf's mouth.

He pushes at the wolf but it was uncannily strong. With one hand still on the wolf's bottom jaw, stopping it from doing a killing blow, Cloud uses his other hand to pull out a dagger and thrust it at the wolf's throat. The wolf was too quick and snapped at the restraining hand, Cloud pulled away. The wolf attacked once again at Cloud's face but he had his dagger ready this time. The daggar penetrated the wolf's windpipe making it whine with pain. The wolf was dead a next instant as the daggar came out of the other side of its neck. Blood spattered forward onto the once clear snow, melting it partially.

Cloud pushes the dead carcass and gets up while another wolf comes to stand in front of him.*

[Angel]

((nice idea i'm going to use a new charicter i'll post her profile in the hall of records soon.))

*Jokla circles the other wolf, her fur and feathers rippling and turning snow white. the edges of her profile blurs and her shadow fades untill she is virtualy undetectable. the second wolf growls and edges forwards, he notes with satisfaction that her foot prints still show. *

come out little frreak! i can see you...

*Jokla grins invisably, her teeth show as ivory floating in air, and bounds into the air. the tips of her wings brush the snow and send up a blizzard into the face of her opponent. she uses the time in which he is blinded to shift her colours to black, the same as the night time sky.

on the ground the wolf growls in frustration. he feels a breeze on the back of his neck and whips roung, snaping. his jaws close on empty air.

Jokla hovers above him, just out of reach and taunt him*

little boy, foolish cub. cannot even touch the frreak he hates so much! well i'll touch you.

*she dives, open mawed, and lactches on to the back of his neck. she savours the taste of blood and the feel of her teeth sliding through muscle, tendon and hitting bone. she bears down hard and his body goes limp beneath her, with a sideways twist she cracks open his spinal colum.

blood sprays from his jugular and sprinkles on the snow. his eyes cloud over and she steps lightly of his corpse. the blood on her face makes an ugly testament to her prowes and she leaves it there as a warning.*