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[Xanmyral]

[Ah fine, if you want to take him on your own go for it. Editing my action--Again.]

[Xantalos]

[Question, in this post it states that one can attack someone in a tree as the person in a tree can attack them. I imagine you just mean ranged attacks?

Random note, amusing how some of the speech relates so well in this comic to this. Taken out of context and put into new context, that is. More quoting of Doom Guy! The High Rollin' Train Ain't Got No Breaks!]

Hoyt basks in the cheers of the crowd, the chanting of his name. Ah, he should of done this long ago! Would probably of been better for society if he had as well. Either way, with the widest silly grin one could get on their face, he watches the mustache golem and the fleeing beat-the-hell up guy go at it. Using his hammer as an over-sized pointer, he jabbed it in their direction. "OI! MUSTACHEO! FINISH UP YER FOIGHT WIT DAH SNIFFILIN' GUY, OI GOT A PROPASITION FER YAH! OI WANT DIS HERE MATCH TA BE WON BY AH REAL MAN, NOT A WUSSIE WIT A GUN! OI WAN' DAH LAST FOIGHT IN THIS 'ERE MATCH TA BE YOU AN ME! TAH GIVE 'EM A ROIGHT GOO' SHOW! NAT SOOM GUYS SHOOTIN' AT EACH OTHA LIKE COWARDS, BUH BY REAL MEN IN GLORIOUS MELEE! WOT YOU SAY?!" Foreman practically shouted at the mustached construct.

[This is pretty much the closest of an alliance Hoyt will ever offer, which is less of an alliance more of a "I want to be the one to fight you for the win" kind of thing.]

Your offer of honorable dueling is acceptable! Now just let me decide my next target ...
Sir Aussie! Prepare to meet a polite end!
Run at Ed Mundy. Climb tree if necessary. Stabbinate him.

[Xanmyral]

"GOO' SHO' THAT! NOW I JUS' NEE' TA MAKE SURE WE AREN' INTERRUPTED BY ANY UNSPORTIN' BEHAVIAR! I SAW THE LAST MATCH YAH SNIFFLIN' RUNT, I KNOW YER GAME, DID'JA REALLY TINK I WOULDN' KNOW WHATCHA DOIN'? WAITING TIL DAH LAST MAN STANDING, AFTA GLORIOUS COMBAT, AND THEN YAH SMASH HIS 'EAD ROIGHT IN! I WON' BE 'AVING DAT, DAT I WON'T!" Hoyt roared his challenge after Beautiful Man, charging after him with fire in his heart and his hammer at the ready. Probably horribly caked by gore and bits of metal now, what with the beast slaying and machine smashing and bone crunching.

[TCM]

Beautiful Man.

[borno]

BM stands up before shouting at Hoyt, partly out of fear, and partly out of defiance.
"KNAVE, I REFUSE TO BE SLAIN BY A BEAST OF THE LIKES OF YOU!"
And then attacks him with his shield.

[Xanmyral]

"HAH! 'OU'VE GOIT SOOM FOIGHT IN YAH AFTA' ALL! SHOW ME YAH MOVES, PRETTY BOY! 'CAUSE WHEN OIM DONE WIT YAH, 'OU WON' BE SO PRETTY!"

[TCM]

Game II- Round 10: The Real Monster


Ed Mundy Jr. retaliates about the whole being hit by a bolt thing. "Bloody bastard!" He screams at John Steinbeck. "You think you some top shit mate? I've seen better shots in my life fromma' koala!" Ed furiously puts an arrow into his bow and loads at the other sniper. Without hesitating once, he fires. "The only person who be bloody is you," coldly remarks the special forces soldier. (6+2 vs. 3) Between the clash of statements, it turns out Ed Mundy is the correct one. The arrow hits right into the left side of Steinbeck's neck. He gasps, and loses his grip on the branch, falling from the tree. (-9 HP)

John Steinbeck lays on the ground, motionless and stunned for a few minutes. Even when he started to fade, he felt a rush of adrenaline and a desire to both survive and avenge overtake him. He wasn't going to die yet. Standing up immediately, he rips the arrow from his neck, ain't nobody got time fo' dat'. He runs from his current position to avoid any more sudden attacks, ignoring the hole present near his jugular. Behind the cover of thick trees, he fixes another bolt into his crossbow.

Hoyt Foreman casually stalks behind Beautiful Man. "GOO' SHO' THAT! NOW I JUS' NEE' TA MAKE SURE WE AREN' INTERRUPTED BY ANY UNSPORTIN' BEHAVIAR! I SAW THE LAST MATCH YAH SNIFFLIN' RUNT, I KNOW YER GAME, DID'JA REALLY TINK I WOULDN' KNOW WHATCHA DOIN'? WAITING TIL DAH LAST MAN STANDING, AFTA GLORIOUS COMBAT, AND THEN YAH SMASH HIS 'EAD ROIGHT IN! I WON' BE 'AVING DAT, DAT I WON'T!" Eventually, Beautiful Man trips over a rock, and Hoyt comes nearer to him. "YOU JUS' STAY RIGH' 'ERE BOY, AVE' DIS' OVA' SOON'!" Foreman raises his sledge above the grounded BM, (2 vs. 4) but the gentleman is faster to move than Hoyt can swing. As Hoyt manages to smash a rock into bits, Beautiful Man stands up and counter attacks the ruffian. (3-1 vs. 2) He smashes his shield on Hoyt's head, but he barely notices.

Beautiful Man continues beating Hoyt Foreman with his shield, going into a state of very ungentlemanly fury. "KNAVE, I REFUSE TO BE SLAIN BY A BEAST OF THE LIKES OF YOU!" (2-1 vs. 5) Hoyt smashes the handle of his sledgehammer into Beautiful Man's shield, sending the smaller man tumbling back. "HAH! 'OU'VE GOIT SOOM FOIGHT IN YAH AFTA' ALL! SHOW ME YAH MOVES, PRETTY BOY! 'CAUSE WHEN OIM DONE WIT YAH, 'OU WON' BE SO PRETTY!" (6 vs. 2) Beautiful Man strikes the hammer out of Hoyt Foreman's hand, causing him to scream out, "FO' FOKIN' TIM' ALREDY'!" With a display of brute strength, he grabs the Beautiful Man's shield, still wrapped around his arm, and throws him away like a shot put. Beautiful Man slams into a nearby tree, and the sound of a snapped spinal chord is unmistakable. He spasms once, and then ends.
Hoyt Foreman has slain Beautiful Man!
He gains 10 Points!

The last standing true gentleman warrior, Fancy McMonocle, runs right up to the wounded Australian Sniper. "Good evening Mister Mundy. I am pleased to have the honor to bring you to the same fate as your father." He brandishes his sword, the tip pointing downwards at the archer's body. "Let's have a good duel!" (6+1-1 vs. 4) The duel consists of Fancy driving the blade all the way through Ed's chest. Ed Mundy Jr. cries out in pain, and despite being run through attempts to stand up. This results in Fancy pulling his sword out of him, only to stab the archer in the chest again. "Please, don't make this so difficult." (-6 HP) Ed lets out a final word, "....W-wanka'." He breaths in sharply and then goes limp. Fancy pulls his weapon out again, and walks away, offended. "Wanker...how rude."
Fancy McMonocle has slain Ed Mundy Jr.!
He gains 10 Points!


As Hoyt Foreman picks his sledgehammer up from the ground, he finds it heavier than usual. Looking at the other end, he sees a small primate tugging it away from him. "Ge' of' mah' fokkin' shet'!" (4 vs. 1) The two struggle, but Bobo the Monkey had a trap already laid out. As Hoyt stepped forward to get a better grip, he landed onto a banana peel. He slipped backwards, falling onto the ground in a heap as Bobo ran off with his prized possession. "YE' GE' BAK' HER' YA' FOKKIN' APE! ILL' RIP YAH' 'EAD OF' AND DRANK' YA' BRENZ' OU'!!!"

Spoiler: Scoreboard (click to show/hide)

1. Hoyt Foreman - 43 (Xanmyral)
2. Fancy McMonocle - 20 (Xantalos)
3. John Steinbeck - 10 (Persus13)

Spoiler: Participant Statuses (click to show/hide)

Name: Hoyt Foreman (Xanmyral)
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Race: Man
Starting Weapon: Sledge (Club) - Stolen by Bobo the Monkey.
Ability: When all you have is a hammer... ...Everything looks like a nail.
Appearance: Sturdy, wide build, black hair, brown eyes, sturdy clothes one would expect a stallion who works a construction job to wear.
Brief Biography: Hoyt Foreman, not actually a foreman, down on his luck and needing bits. Now. He wasn't exactly a construction worker, more a deconstruction worker, but he figures it should be the same. Few hits with his trusty sledge and stuff breaks, right?
Hit Points: 12/20

Name: Fancy McMonocle (Xantalos)
Species: Mustache Golem
Weapon: Steel Sword
Bio: This prime specimen is the unfortunate result of a 4channer getting high and coming across a book of golem making.
Ability: +1 to Melee, -1 to Ranged - gentlecolts fight up close!
HP: 12/20
Appearance: A humanoid figure composed of curly mustaches. Wears a top hat and monocle where it's eye would be.

Name: John Steinbeck (Persus13)
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Man
Starting Weapon: Crossbow
Ability: +1 to accuracy. -6 to health.
Appearance: Special forces stallion
Brief Biography: Classified, except he's not related to the author so don't even ask.
Hit Points: 5/14

Spoiler: Forest Environment (click to show/hide)

Supply Box #1
Supply Box #2
Supply Box #3
Supply Box #4 (Empty)
Supply Box #5

Spoiler: NPCs (click to show/hide)

Name: Bobo the Monkey
Nuisance: Does not attack the combatants, only annoys them.
Agile: +1 to dodging.
Expert Climber: Can climb trees instantly.
Hit Points: 8/12
Point Worth: 10

[Greenstarfanatic]

((Aww... Better Re-apply.))

Name: Robo-Mundy
Gender: Male?
Age: Infinity and counting
Race: Beep Boop.
Starting Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Abilities: Lazor Sighting , Metal Skin
Appearance: A completely robotic copy of Edward Mundy of Sniping Fame, used by Grey Mann in the fight against Mann Co, all of his clothes are made of blue sheet metal. He's even been programmed with an Australian Accented Voice Box.
Brief Biography: Grey Mann has run out of money for his projects, and has sent his Robo-Mundy to the Arena to win some money. He plans to alter his other bots to be fit for later fights.
Hit Points: 20/20

[TCM]

((Aww... Better Re-apply.))

Name: Robo-Mundy
Gender: Male?
Age: Infinity and counting
Race: Beep Boop.
Starting Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Abilities: Lazor Sighting Metal Skin
Appearance: A completely robotic copy of Edward Mundy of Sniping Fame, used by Grey Mann in the fight against Mann Co, all of his clothes are made of blue sheet metal. He's even been programmed with an Australian Accented Voice Box.
Brief Biography: Grey Mann has run out of money for his projects, and has sent his Robo-Mundy to the Arena to win some money. He plans to alter his other bots to be fit for later fights.
Hit Points: 20/20

Bump the Metal Skin ability down to a +1 bonus, and I'll accept it.

[Xantalos]

Your presence, sniper, is impeding the proceeding of an honorable duel. This I must activate my efficient personality.
EXTERMINATE
EXTERMINATE
EXTERMINATE

Charge at the sniper dude. Kill him.

[Xanmyral]

"Oi. OI. OI! GET BACK 'ERE YAH FOOKIN' MONKEY! GIVE ME BACK MAH 'AMMER! OI CANT FOIGHT WITOUT IT! OW 'EM OI SUPPOSE TAH GIVE 'EM A GOO' SHO' IFIN MAH 'AMMA GOT STOLEN!" Hoyt chased after the monkey, vengeance on Hoyt's mind. "'OU WON' BE INTERUPTIN' ANY FOIGHT EITHA!"

[Persus13]

Kill McMonocle with my crossbow.

[Maxinum McDreich]

XD I love how we have two guys fighting each other whilst Hoyt chases after a monkey XD.

TCM, just take old Oneshot then. I can't think of much to counter Going Last without getting rid of it, which... well I'd like to keep it cos it fits Oneshot

[Greenstarfanatic]

((Aww... Better Re-apply.))

Name: Robo-Mundy
Gender: Male?
Age: Infinity and counting
Race: Beep Boop.
Starting Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Abilities: Lazor Sighting Metal Skin
Appearance: A completely robotic copy of Edward Mundy of Sniping Fame, used by Grey Mann in the fight against Mann Co, all of his clothes are made of blue sheet metal. He's even been programmed with an Australian Accented Voice Box.
Brief Biography: Grey Mann has run out of money for his projects, and has sent his Robo-Mundy to the Arena to win some money. He plans to alter his other bots to be fit for later fights.
Hit Points: 20/20

Bump the Metal Skin ability down to a +1 bonus, and I'll accept it.

It's done.

[Xanmyral]

[Max, if I might make a suggestion...

Good for Nothing Else: May not use anything beyond a ranged weapon or his own fists as weapons, holding anything else as a weapon results in possible maiming to themselves more than anyone around them.

Boom, Headshot: If a six or higher is rolled with modifiers on a ranged attack, roll another d6. If the roll is a natural six, that attack does double damage.

This would be along with Master of Two, and the always going last thing. Gives you a good chance of doing hilarious amounts of damage, but it balances out by you always going last and literally being good for nothing else.

If a tone down is needed, slap a -1 on any weapon beyond the musket or rifle that is still usable.]