The Vesajilic Games

[Nor'baal Vesajilic Diori]

THE VESAJILIC GAMES
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OOC: Please note, sign ups to compete in this thread can be found HERE and this thread is OPEN only to spectators. This thread is DEATH ENABLED for combatants, and it is up to the combatants to decide if they wish for their specific fight to be so. I am not going to ban fighting for spectators, however if it does take place, I will have you thrown into the arena - so by joining this thread you are agreeing to let me do that to you if you arse around. Place your bets, comment, hell even lob stuff at them.

Swinging from between two mountains, the Vesajilic Ryloth Arena was the latest addition to the Kajadics growing collection of criminal gems, capabale of holding hundreds of thousands of spectators, as well as serving as a spectation stage for the race track below, in which the Vesajilics could often be found. Today however, they had relocated to their ariel 'nest', a large box to the side of the arena in which Nor'baal Vesajilic now stood, arms spread wide addressing the seething crowd.

<Welcome, one and all, to the VESAJILIC GAMES!> he bellowed loudly in Huttese, causing the roar of the crowd to swell once again <Today, we bring you a series of fights, the first against two warriors, borne in war, strong in arm, and fierce in their struggles! First, we give you a proud Warrior, hero of untold wars and scourge of a thousand battlefields!> he cheered as the first combatant Triton was introduced.

<But who is worthy to face such a Warrior? We give you Theresa, Mistress of Blood, Lady of Despair and Bringer of Ruination!> he cried out, as the second combatant was brought out. <Place your bets, drink your fill! And let the battle commence!> he roared, spitting a tasty morsel onto a large gong, signalling the start of the fight.

OOC: @The Derp of Hooves and @Benvenu7 you're both up! Just post OOC before your main post if you want it death enabled or not, if one of you doesn't then that will nullify the request for it :)

 

[The Derp of Hooves]

Ooc: personally I'd prefer not to die in my first thread with Theresa, but that's just me I'm fine either way

Ic:
Theresa walked proudly into the arena as she was introduced by the esteemed slimeball of a Hutt, Nor'baal Vesajilic Diori. Theresa knew the Vesajilics by reputation, though she had never met one in person, Azalus, her Hutt master, didn't bother her with meet and greets in which she wasn't fighting someone. She didn't mind, she preferred meeting someone with a fist as opposed to words. She was clad in no armor aside from her cestus, a pair of wickedly spiked gauntlets meant for ripping the flesh from the bone and a vibrosword strapped to her back. She was a gladiator, she knew what the crowds wanted and she would give it to them. She half wondered who this Triton was, she certainly had never heard of him in the arena before. Pushing the thought aside, she marveled at the size of the arena. It was certainly fancier than what she used to, it had a new arena smell to it. Clearly it had not been fought in much, or the Vesajilics took extraordinary care of their places of death. It would be fun to spill some blood here.

 

[Richie B.]

(OOC: I agree to her terms and won't aim to kill her character but that doesn't count kidnapping or conversion, an may I just say that j am really excited and believe this will be fun.)

Triton had only one objected here to bring attention to his order and the force told him that he should be here, maybe he could find someone to bring into his order. His opponent was a brute at least that's how he saw her, the warrior could understand liking fighting but she just smelled of death. The warrior wear his white robes an his black staff like Wan-Shen, it looks like a black staff but with a twist it will become a spear able to withstand lightsabers.

The warrior walked onto the arena ready to smack down the woman giant, the Matukai warrior had black hair as if the infinity void of space could be contain in someone's hair, his eyes dark brown anyone looking into them would instantly know that this man was a harden warrior ready to ends someone's live if need be. The only visible scar was the one below his right eye and that goes down like a tear mark.

Triton stared down the woman able to sense the force in her even though his skills with sensing with the force was limited, the warrior would let the force increase his senses and used force of will to protect him from any force attacks. With his Wan-Shen in his right hand the man waited for the brutes attack.

 

[The Derp of Hooves]

One look at the guy told Theresa all she needed to know about him. Triton was a warrior no doubt about it, while he looked young, he carried himself with a pride and confidence that she had only seen in warriors. The type of warrior he was though, that was a bit more difficult to ascertain. She could usually see it in the eyes, ahh his eyes they reminded her of the color of that one time she had been forced to muck out the cages of her masters arena Kath hounds. It was dark, brown and rather disgusting, but Tritons eyes told her that he was proud and considered her nothing more than a savage brute. That hard look he gave her infuriated her she would enjoy ripping him to pieces. While he may have been rather tall by most standards, Theresa well, maybe not head and shoulders taller than him, but still a head. In the few moments it took to size her opponent up, Nor'baal rang the gong starting the match. She could see from Tritons stance and posture that he would not be the first to attack, so at the sound of the gong, she charged.



Theresa only had to watch out for his weapon, that bladed staff bothered her for some reason. She knew from experience that if she could get inside the weapons reach, she would be safe, mostly. Theresa had grown adept at using her emotions, especially her rage, while in battle to help fuel her power to new heights. She had once used them to match strength with a Wookiee, a feat that had gained her much of her notoriety and she used them again now. Her hate for the way Triton stared at her in disdain fueled her rage and she came in low to lash out with an uppercut to his sternum.

 

[Richie B.]

Triton was not surprised by the attack that the woman was using it was simple and effective which the warrior approved of but she was moving to slow for him, jumping into the air the warrior using his spear and sent a jab at her right shoulder, while twisting in mid air the warrior would land behind her but yet still be facing her. Jumping back the warrior wanted to test the woman's skills and he had the strength and the luxury of that with the training the order helped him with.

"So your just going to charge at me like a beast?" Triton said teasing the woman it was to make her get angry to ultimately show her that anger would not help her.

If she continued to charge at him the warrior would send several swift jabs meant many to distract and force her back, aiming at the thighs, shoulders, stomachs, and neck. Though for the neck the warrior would not go through with it since the warrior was not here to kill his opponent but rather beat her so that others would see his skills and be interested in joining his order.

 

[The Derp of Hooves]

The nice thing about having spiked gauntlets was that while they made nice weapons, they also served well as defense. As Triton leapt out of her uppercut, she twisted with him and sent a jab to block the stab to her shoulder. Despite her rage fueled actions, Theresa couldn't help but admire his skill. She knew he wouldn't be easy to take down and Theresa relished in the challenge. Triton was different from what she was used to fighting, he was well trained.

She took in a deep breath and let her anger subside, it wouldn't do her any good to get in over her head and get herself killed. Instead, she focused on his body movements and drew her sword. One of the things that had kept her alive this long was her ability to adapt to situations and use her skills to out maneuver her opponents. Focused as she was, Theresa had one thought in her mind, the thought she always had; to win.

Theresa blocked out what Triton was trying to say, words were useless on the battle field in her opinion and she didn't dain to respond. The crowds didn't want talking, they wanted blood and she would give it to them. As she focused on Triton, she felt as though the world began to show down around her and everything came into a sharper focus. She smirked at him rushed him, her speed doubled from what it had been before. Theresa saw his tensed muscles and knew what they meant. She parried the strike to her thigh and before he could recover she was inside his guard. Theresa sent a diagonal strike upwards from left waist to his shoulder hoping to cut him in two, or at least stain his lurid white robes red.

 

[Richie B.]

Triton wasn't impressed with the fighter even with double the speed she was in slow motion to the much faster warrior his senses heighten far beyond the norm to the point that even using force speed it would look normal to the young man. Watching as she got closer and parried his strike the warrior did not worry letting go completely letting the Wan-Shen fly out of his hands the warrior grabbed the blade with his hand with speed and strength that far surpassed someone of his stature which was only possible thanks to the force using his hand to grab onto the blade as it went towards him with his right hand. Stepping forward with his left foot the warrior sent his left hand towards the womans right wrist because of how close they were it was like lighting thanks to the force. Once his hand was around her wrist she will feel his hard grip crushing her wrist the strength far surpassing her own thanks to the force and even with gauntlets it did little to protect her from his grip.

With his left foot the warrior would sweep her off her feet and pulling down would drag her to the ground, where the young man would place his knee on her chest and apply enough pressure to take her breath warrior. Unless she used the force this fight wouldn't last long, but yet with the warriors bleeding right hand maybe the gladiator would be able to pull the sword away but the young man was used to pain and wasn't planning on letting go anytime soon. In this close range the giant was about to learn why the Matukai were feared for their martial prowess surpassing both the Jedi and Sith in that regard.

Once on the ground the giant would still see the dismay in his eyes but that didn't stop him from using his head in this fight. Which should hurt a lot since he aimed it right for her noise hoping to force her to surround or knock her out so the fight doesn't last long. Which was the point for the Matukai warrior so that everyone could see how strong his order was an to bring attention to it so that his order could not only have more members but be able to do more damage to the Imperium.

 

[The Derp of Hooves]

Theresa couldn't help but admire Tritons complete disregard for his own safety. It was a force of will that was needed if one was to survive in the pits. However, his disregard for his safety meant that normal means wouldn't suffice to take him down. Theresa managed to yank her sword out of his grip only to find herself disarmed and on the ground with a knee to her chest. He was good, there was no doubt about that. If she hadn't utilized a breathing technique to strengthen her core, she would've been crushed. As it was, his strength and speed were not normal. She had heard of jedi and sith performing impossible feats, such as the destruction of Coruscant, but having never faced one until now, she had dismissed those things as nothing more than exaggerations. Theresa couldn't help but grin, it seemed that the only worthy opponent for her to face in combat was one who could use the force.


With one hand wounded, the other gripping her cestus Triton did the only thing feasible in his position, he raised his head in an attempt to headbutt her. He was hopping to end this fight quickly, that was quite apparent in the look in his eyes. Was it fear? Or dismay? It was hard to tell for Theresa since the two were so similar, however, she couldn't get distracted now. Oh no, she was enjoying herself way too much. Her excitement unleashed a torrent of strength that she had never felt before, subconsciously using the force to bolster her powers to unknown heights. Almost losing herself in the power, she aimed a punch with her free hand aiming to intersect his head with her fist. Whereas before he moved too fast to see, now she felt as if she could keep up with him. There was nothing like a struggle for one's life to awaken new power.

 

[Richie B.]

The force was a powerful ally without it many of the galaxy's greatest heroes would have died long ago, which was why the warrior was grateful for his enhanced senses he was able to realized the giant was about to punch him. He let go of the sword freeing his right hand but it was cut right open an the young man hadn't started healing it yet, he was grateful for that because now he had enough energy to keep up the increased speed using the back of his right hand the warrior pushed the giants punch so that it went over his head, which allowed the headbutt to hit its original target the giants face.

Even if it didn't knock her out the warrior was still going to make sure he would win the fight snaking around his free injured arm around the giants arm bringing it closer to him but moving it so that it was in a position to dislocate her forearm if he straighten out his own. Increasing his own strength far beyond normal enough so that he could carry over 100 lbs without really feeling it the warrior straighten out his arm in the attempt to dislocate the giants shoulder, her elbow being pushed forward in a angle that it wasn't suppose to go by the opposite side of his own elbow. Unless the giant fought it with everything she has the woman would soon know the feeling of having a dislocated forearm, yet the warrior knew the danger of this since if he did succeed she might actually start bleeding to death. Yet he was ready to take action if needed.

"Give up you have lost." Triton said after delivering another headbutt to the woman's face hoping to knock her out so that he could stop his attempt at dislocating her forearm.

 

[The Derp of Hooves]

The headbutt hurt, but not overly so, Theresa had been hit similarly before and knew what to expect. Theresa was only dazed for a second, but it was long enough to allow herself to get caught in a dangerous arm lock. She knew from past experience that if she didn't play this right her shoulder could get dislocated.

The Move she needed to use was simple but it had to be fluid otherwise it wouldn't work. She managed to interlock her hands, mustering all the strength she could so she wouldn't get her arm dislocated. With the way Triton was positioned, all Theresa had to do was jam her interlocked fists into his leg to push it over her head, arch her back and twist her body so it would turn into a reversal with Triton in the lock instead of her. If she managed that she wouldn't hesitate like Triton did, she would force her body back and rip his arm out of its socket. Her rage fueled her movements gave her an adrenaline boost unlike anything else. She knew only one would leave the victor, and Theresa wouldn't shame herself by losing to one who lacked the conviction needed to survive as a gladiator.

 

[Richie B.]

Triton notice what was happening an would have none of it, deciding to dislocated the arm when he could not just that but he applied his entire weight on the chest. Hopefully this would knock the wind out of her since it would be 195 lbs on one spot of her chest, once the arm was dislocated the warrior would head butt the gladiator again an jump off her giving her the chance to catch her breath and hopefully realize she was outmatched in this fight, his heighten senses allowed him to keep up with her, even though it would take some energy to keep using the technique the warrior had the experience and energy reserves to keep it up.

If the gladiator got up she would see the warrior had grabbed his Wan-Shen and was pointing it at her, the fight might not be over an the warrior wanted to make sure he was ready for any other attempts the giant made to defeat him, but in this pause of the battle Triton used the force to accelerate the healing process so that his hands wouldn't hurt so much as they held onto the spear. Triton had the spear pointing at his opponent ready to finish this fight if she didn't forfeit.