Enter The Arena As Your Avatar V6: This Time, It's Personal

Behemoth gets up and begins casting Ecliptic Meteor.

The Behemoth is casting Ecliptic Meteor

The group get behind the comet and other types of cover.

The Behemoth casts Ecliptic Meteor

For this final attack, something's a bit... different.

Namely, Behemoth is dropping the Ecliptic Meteor on itself rather than the ground in front of it. Effectively a suicide attack... which fails to take anyone with it.

Comet shattered

Behemoth

Slayed!

The Behemoth staggers on its feet before finally collapsing with one last groan of life escaping its body. It hits the ground with a massive THUD.

DUTY COMPLETE

Small gemstones coursing with magical energy find their way over to the hands of the victorious combatants.

These are Glamour Prisms, which allow their holders to hide whatever they're wearing beneath a set of magically-conjured Dragoon armor. It's pretty easy to guess most of the fighters will never use theirs.

Each of the group either pocket their gemstone or simply discard them, like Able and Jason.

Now that Behemoth has been definitely slain, Able leaps at Doom Slayer. The demon hunter ducks under the berserker and kicks him forward before pumping a round into his chest.

Able gets back up quickly and charges him again, a butcher's knife now in his hand.

Suddenly, a bright light flashes and the combatants are gone. Each of them sent back to their own world.

Edited by Laicuss333 on Jun 9th 2019 at 12:19:08 PM

-some longcoat-wearing edgelord is walking down the streets-

el bumperino

(A certain yellow hippo appears in the arena)

"Oh, for goodness sakes, what's going on here?!"

Edited by AutisticAlivia on Aug 23rd 2019 at 4:17:12 AM

-Said edgelord disappears to thin air for some reason-

-In his stead, the hippo should hear a loud whirring sound from the sky. If she looks up, she should see a blond girl wearing curious equipment◊ hovering between the skyscrapers, seemingly suspended by the jet engines strapped to her back-

Edited by ArmoredFury on Aug 23rd 2019 at 6:38:34 PM

"Who are you? And what are you doing?"

-The hovering girl seems to be surveying the city. She's looking through a pair of binoculars, occasionally writing something on a notepad-

-Given the distance between them and the sheer loudness of her engines, she doesn't hear Tasha's voice-

-Eventually, though, she notices Tasha's presence. The girl descends near her, the backwash from her engines kicking up dust all across the street-

Greetings, civillian! I'm Messerschmitt 262 HG.III, an Air Mage of the Hermundian Air Force! Please state your name and occupation!

"I'm Tasha."

Edited by AutisticAlivia on Aug 23rd 2019 at 6:45:45 AM

Nice to meet you, Tasha!

-Me 262 produces a pen from her hip pouch along with a notepad-

Now, if you're willing to spare a few moments, what can you tell me about this city?

"What city?"

Uh, the one we're in? Hello? What kind of place do you think we're in?

As you can see on the very first post of this thread, the setting is a freeform city. I believe it has never changed since then.

"Well, I saw buildings and all that other stuff..."

...That's not very descriptive. Let me get straight to the point, then. Have you seen any combat-capable person around? Actually, are you a fighter yourself?

"Nope, but I would imagine I am."

Just as she finishes her sentence, an anthropomorphic cat materializes in the middle of the street.

Looks like I have more dimensions to ransack then.

In the middle of his sentence, another well-kept version of him jumps out of a crack in spacetime.

Ah, my anti, looks like I have more work to do.

He fires his plasma blaster, and his anti dodges.

Let's fight, defective.

-With the sudden appearance of the cats, Me 262 dematerializes her notebook and pen, replacing them with a conjured autocannon-

We've got bogeys! I'm gonna take a better look!

-She fires up her engines, running down a length of the road to attain takeoff speed. Once her feet no longer touches the ground, she slides down her goggles and cranks the throttle to 100%, gaining altitude at a considerable pace-

I PM’d Trip about using OCs, he hasn’t responded yet.

A Time Displacement Sphere appeared in the city plaza, and a black-and-blue member of the Frieza Race (, his name’s Thawn) stepped out.

Thawn: Ugh.... where am I?

Thawn then pulled out his communicator.

Thawn: BOSS! It appears I have arrived at the wrong destination! Target is not in sight!

????: We cannot send you anywhere from your current location, find another means of interdimensional travel...

Thawn then flies around the city, eventually getting to Me 262’s location.

trip hasnt been active in months, but as far as im aware ocs have always been allowed in the arena threads

anyways its interesting to see this back i might join it later

-Me 262 is nowhere to be found, as if she has vanished into thin air-

-If Thawn directs his attention downwards, however, he may spot a man in longcoat and gas mask sitting on the roof of a skyscraper-

Thawn: THERE!

Thawn then attempted to throw a Ki Blast in the gasmask-wearing individual’s direction.

-If the masked fella didn't glance at Thawn's direction, the ki blast would have hit him. He leaps away at the very last moment as the concrete he was sitting on bursts apart-

"Whoa, shit!"

-He dusts himself, looking at the surprise attacker-

"Seriously, man? Could've at least introduced yourself."

-Closer inspection would reveal that the man is rather heavily armed. A bandolier full of different grenades is slung over his tactical vest. On his hip is a holster far too large for a practical sidearm. Judging by the way his coat moves, it's likely that he has more weapons hidden there-

Thawn: Verifying target!

Thawn then vanished towards the Gasmask’s direction, attempting to tear it off.