The Grand Tournament - Round One - Norbs and Topher

[Nor'baal]

”And God in Heaven Above that has got to hurt,’’ crowed the commentator, Slim ‘Slick’ McJim far above in his box ”...that is not going to clean out easy - but it will with ‘Freeze ‘n Dry’ the new bleach product from DDI - all in one, best for some!’’ he added, adopting a monotone voice as he read out the list of the events sponsors whilst the latest mutilated entrant was dragged off the court.

”But next up into the Arena is….hang on...no this cannot be right.’’ the mic went muffled for a short period, as murmurs went up in the crowd, as what could only be described as a shabby man in a suit, who looked an awful lot like the Vice President of the Czerka Corporation, stepped into the ring.

”Ahem...not sure how this happened…’’ muffled voices came over the Mic before someone clearly noticed it was turned on ”Next up, far in from the Core, the one, the only, VP of Czerka itself…. the commentator attempted to rile up the crowd as much as he could ”Will face off, against….THE GOROG!!!!” he screamed with joy, as the main doors opened...

OOC - In this, the first round, Nor’baal will face off against a beast controlled by @Topher Ridge. Once the round is concluded, and one side stands the winner - the rolls will be flipped and the dice cast once more, with Nor’baal NPCing for Topher.

The beast player will go first, followed by the combatant.

Having rolled a six and a four, Topher will be controlling a level four Gorog. #GodSaveTheQueen

 

[Topher Ridge]

The crowd's cheering went silent as the ground rumbled under their feet and all eyes turned to the massive gates set into the sides of the arena. The gates began to open and the rumbling foot steps increased in tempo as the beast approached the light that now shown through the opening. The massive gates had only halfed open they began to shake being pounded on by massive fists and soon the gates buckled and the breast wrenched them off their tracks to emerge in all it's glory. It rumbled into the arena and let out a deafening roar.

The beast scanned it's surroundings and grimaced and roared again as the crowd resumed cheering. The mighty beast shook it's 4 story body and it's eyes settled on a tiny being that stood before it. The beast hadn't been fed in days and as far as it could tell, this tiny being was the most readily available source of food. Roaring again directly at the tiny being the Gorog charged forward and raised it's right hand to squash the pathetic being.

@Nor'baal

 

[Nor'baal]

"There has been a mistake, there must have been!'' Dar Appia cried, pummelling his hands against the long since closed door that led back to his chamber, and to safety. "Tell Bo'ta, the Smugglers Run is a legit move in Pazaaak, and let me...'' he stopped midsentence as he heard the footsteps, he nearly fainted as he heard the roar.

"Go?" he whimpered, as the vast four-story monster rose up before him "Well that ain't fair.'' he cursed to nobody in particular, as he looked down at the box by his feet. He opened it, and saw it contained a B8 Pistol, with one clip of ammo. "Oh, come on!'' he shouted, listening as the crowd bayed with mirth. He nearly soiled himself when the beast started charging, his body freezing up in sheer terror.

MOVE! he screamed internally, his body refusing to obey. MOVE! he added, tearing himself away, in a moment of sheer, blind panic as his natural instinct to not get crushed by a massive fist urged him to leap to one side. Falling face first into the dust, in what may have been the most athletic jump the former Senator had ever done in his life, he rolled, liften himself on his knees, and fired on a measly shot at the collosus before him.

OOC - Why God? Why?

 

[Topher Ridge]

It would seem his prey had decided to make the beast work for his meal as his massive fist hit the ground shooting a shower of dirt and rock into the air. The massive beast felt the small sting on his shoulder and it merely raised the beasts anger from annoyed to completely incensed! Without raising it's massive fist it opened it's hand and swiped in the direction of the nuisance. It planned to eat today and with a closer look at it's prey and it's ample body fat, he'd eat well.

OCC: There is no God only the Gorog!!

 

[Nor'baal]

As the Gorogs vast hand began a long sweeping arc toward him, scuffing up the dirt as it did so; Dar Appia got up to his feet, and looked at the massive hand. "Shi...'' he was cut off mid sentence, and began to run as fast as he could in the opposite direction, throwing off poorly aim shots behind him in an attempt to scare the beast off. Naturally, it did not work, so he continued his run - only to be swept up off his feet by the magnificently huge hand of the Gorog.

"Oh come on!'' he shouted, as no sympathy was heard from the audience, many of whom filmed it and laughed. "Well come on then," he shouted at the vast creature, who now most likely clutched him in its hand "...what are you waiting for?''

OOC - Run Away!

 

[Topher Ridge]

The Gorog's clawed hand squeezed around the fat form of his prey with no effort what so ever lifted him off the ground and up to his face. The magnificent beast eyed his prey a moment before releasing a roar of triumph that shook the arena. The announcer would speak up afterword.

"Oh well ladies and gentle beings that didn't take long! The Gorog has his prize! I'd say at this moment anyone in the audience with a weak constitution should probably look away!"

The Gorog would lift the fat man up and dangle him by the leg just above it's mouth. The man no doubt feeling the hot putrid breath of the creature, just before being dropped. The only path down would be into the beasts mouth. Several crunching noises would be heard as some in the crowd would cheer, while others groaned as blood dripped from the beasts mouth and would belch and roar in victory.

The beast still hungered however and the throngs of beings around it would be a fitting feast for the beast. It began to make it's way toward the arena walls, looks of panic and fear began to spread through the crowd. Just before reaching the all however a high pitched noise would pierce the beasts hearing. The sound was aggravating to the massive beast to say the least. It turned to find the source and spotted a plump reek spotlit through the gates. The gorog seeing the much easier meal charged the poor creature and before the grotesque display of the beast feeding could be viewed the back-up gates would close behind it and seal the gorog away for it's next turn in the arena.

OCC: @Nor'baal

 

[Nor'baal]

He fell. There was nothing he could do. The former Senator, and current - soon to be ex-leader of the Galaxies largest news agency, simply fell. "Well F...'' he never finished his last inspired words, replaced by the soft acidic burn of the Gorogs stomach.

Dar Appia, had met his end.

"Oh damn, that's one hell of a way to go!'' laughed the commentator, as over the next few hours the Gorog would proceed to eat most of the arenas handlers before finally being forced back into its containment unit. After some time, the arena doors would open again, and the next contestant would enter the field.

"Ladieeeeeeees and gentlemen!'' the commentator cried "Facing off against this fine fellow is the most terrifying, most horrific....'' the door opened, and the commentator could be heard slamming his mic down and swearing. A Wampa limped out, emaciated with hunger, a look of sheer anguish in its eyes. It let out more of a bleet that a roar, and simply stood there.

OOC - With every fiber of my being I wanted this to be another Gorog. Instead, you got a LEVEL ONE GOD DAMN WAMPA.

 

[Topher Ridge]

The gates infront of Boun would slowly open to reveal the sunlit sky that filtered into the arena. The hunter was excited to be here and was even more excited about the potential pay out of this little shindig. He stepped out with a smile on his face and waved to the crowd as the announcer....barely even announced him? He simply said that Boun was some fine fellow? That just wouldn't do at all! He was Boun T. muthakarking Huuntaar! If he survived the round he had some pretty choice words to share with the announcer to say the least. At least the whatever creature he was fighting sounded impressive. He looked to the gates opposite himself in the arena as they opened to reveal.....a nearly dead karking wampa! What was the deal at this place! He activated his helmet speakers and looked up directly at the so called commentator.

"Hey pal what's the big idea here huh! You call that," Boun motions to the poor wampa that they sent out clearly because the didn't want to pay to euthanize the damn thing, "a challenge worthy of the Boun Huuntaar! I've taken bounties on little old homeless Bothans more threatening than that!"

Boun looked back to the wampa which hadn't even made a move to attack him, it just stood there looking at him with eyes that practically begged the man to put the thing out of its misery. He looked back up the commentator's box.

"Come on don't ya feed these things! Send out the gorog or something man karking hell."

The crowd begins to boo and jeer at Boun most just shouting to get it over with so the next fight can begin. He simply shrugs and pulls his pistol and takes a couple shots at the seemingly already dying Wampa. If they hit they'd probably just make the thing crumple into bones and skin. If they missed, hell the thing may just collapse on it's own at this point.

OCC: The only thing that is truly appropriate. @Nor'baal

 

[Nor'baal]

The Wampa, actually felt sad.

Sad, and Hungry.

And that Boun Huuntaar was just covered in tasty, tasty meat. Of course, most people's lunch tends not to fire a gun at their consumer first - often this is considered to be poor service. The Wampa however, did not care as the shots blistered its fire, and damaged further his already damaged arm.

It merely enraged him. He barrelled at full speed, head down, into the Shooter, intending to smash him off his feet in a single blow...

 

[Topher Ridge]

Boun had halfed turned before he caught the sight of the charging wampa out of the corner of his eye. He smiled to himself and was glad to see the beast had at least a little fight left in it.

"Alright that's more like it fella!"

He activated his repulsorboots and made a quick dodge to the side at the last second to avoid the charge and end up on the side of the beast that was damaged already. He fired 3 more shots into the beasts knee area just as it passed him and pulled and readied a canister of firespray to prepare for the beasts follow up.

@Nor'baal