Where's the clowns? Remember...nobody can ever defeat a clown. Only Toady has that power...
"Strange", I think. "I haven't seen any sign of my comrades from the underworld since I've been here..."
I raise my voice, and attempt to speak with the unseen owner of the arena, "Excuse me, Armok, you said your name was? You see, I actually came here with some other companions, and I couldn't help but notice that I haven't seen them around. They're quite a vicious looking group, being from hell and all, but I assure you they are much better behaved ever since I had a chat with them a while back. You wouldn't have happened to see them running around anywhere, would you?"
"Ah yes, the clowns. While you were unconscious, I figured I'd have a little fun and pit them against some of the heroes you managed to summon", I hear the voice respond, as a look of concern washes over my face.
You're certainly right about the behavior change, though I wouldn't call it better. No matter how badly they were beaten, slashed, and stabbed, they refused to fight back. If your goal was to turn them into a bunch of weaklings, I'd say you definitely succeeded. Strangely enough though, despite their devastating injuries, not a single one died. After a while, I got bored, and simply locked them back into the hell they came from. Undeserving of the freedom gifted to them. It's a shame. Of all the creatures I thought I could trust to spread death and bloodshed, it was them I had the most confidence in.
There may still be a few locked in their cells. But other than those, don't expect to be seeing the clowns any time soon. Although, now that you've mentioned it...New Guy: Mod in an adamantine colossus and pit it against DZA.
Suddenly, A colossal humanoid made of shiny, light blue metal, appears in the circular structure with the rest of us.
"...The fuck?", I hear the voice mutter. The armored figures immediately draw their weapons. All of them seem to be equipped with large swords. So large, in fact, that it requires two hands to properly wield. The colossus turns its attention toward me, right before a few of the armored figures charge forth to do battle.
punt one of the guards and try to use one of their weapons to break the shackles!
if that doesnt work, at least try to grab it and go berzerk!
The two armored figures that escorted me stand on each side of me, swords drawn. While they're distracted by the colossus of blue, I decide to seize this opportunity to turn the tables. I consider punting one away and stealing his weapon, but due to the shackles around my ankles, my punting skills are severely impaired at the moment. My weapon stealing skills, however, are not as effected. I swiftly snatch a large sword from one of them, and immediately preform a perfect spin slash on the now disarmed armored figure(as perfect a spin slash one can do with their hands and feet shackled, at least). Slicing across his throat, I'm showered in a spray of blood as the armored figure falls to the ground. The other armored figure lifts his sword high and brings it downward with impressive force. I quickly drop the large sword and block his attack with the shackles on my wrists,
greatly damaging them! The impact makes loud clanging sound, and the armored figure steps back slightly from the countered attack. Giving me time to grab hold of the previously dropped sword.
He tries to attack again, this time attempting to slice me in two. But before he can finish his attack, I drive the large sword through his helmet, and subsequently, through his skull,
tearing the brain!As the remaining armored figures are relentlessly attacked by the colossus with wave after wave of strikes, the strength of which are comparable to that of a pillow that hasn't been fluffed in a while, I think about the suffering my clown comrades were forced to endure. In a matter of moments I am filled with untold amounts of pure, concentrated rage, and
enter a martial trance!You bite the Adamantine Colossus in the head.
You latch on firmly!
You shake the Adamantine Colossus around by the head, and the severed part sails off in an arc!
With a powerful, hate fueled leap, I land atop the colossus of blue, and bite into the shining blue metal it is composed of. After much struggling from both me and the colossus, its head is torn off, and I fall to the ground as it flies off into the distance. The body of the now lifeless colossus of blue lightly hits the floor.
>COMMENCE SNEAKING! NOT EVEN ARMOK CAN SEE YOU IN ARENA MODE IF YOU SNEAK!!!!
Oh wait someone can see us. Tell everyone to close their eyes, and begin sneaking.
>Also, adamantine Colossi are hilariously fragile and light. Put the colossus in your backpack for later use as a parachute/boat.
Time to get stealthy!, Unfortunately, biting the head off of an Adamantine colossus seems to attract attention, and now both the heroes, and the rest of the armored figures are staring at me with what looks to be a mix of both shock and awe. The fact that my aura has returned as a result of such a badass feat isn't exactly helping stealthiness, either.
"Everyone, quickly! Shut your eyes!", I yell. Though all it seemed to do was add bewilderment to that mix of shock and awe. Not knowing what else to try, I pick up the colossus' body, and attempt to store it in my backpack. Might come in handy later, after all. Much to my dismay, I realize I have no backpack, much less one that could I could fit a colossus corpse into. So now I'm left standing here, glowing, with everybody staring at me, while holding a colossus body over my head. Awkward.
>Meet up with a strange half-elf, half-dwarf halfbreed who was tossed in the arena in another event in his tortured life.
-insert forum user in epic story-
Pwease? :3 You need a sidekick, right?
Just then, I hear screams of fear in the distance, coming from another part of the arena. After hopping up and down a few times to peek over the wall of the circular structure, I can see that it is some sort of weird, small, blonde haired...thing, in the southeastern part of the arena. it's surrounded by what appear to be goblins, and judging by the terror in its voice, it's probably not winning. I would simply love to meet the strange little creature, but the circular structure is surrounded by rushing water. I would have to think of a way to reach him first.
>A rather terrified, dust-covered human miner pops up out of the rock.
All of a sudden, a portion of the rock floor begins to crack. Before long, the floor breaks open, and a human miner emerges from the hole. He looks pretty scared. More so after taking a quick glance at his surroundings. He slowly ducks back into his hole.
At this point, it's safe to say that no one has any good idea what the hell is going on in this arena. I need to start thinking of how I'm going to sort through all this madness...
Name: D.Z.A.
Sex: Male.
Age: ??
Badassery Level:
MAXIMUM.
Location: Arena of Armok.
Inventory: Pocket lint, Adamantine colossus body.
I had to rush this one a tad, still pretty fucking awesome nonetheless. Hopefully I didn't overlook anything by accident...
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