"never-ending-story-style" fight thread

[dreaded_beast]

is it possible to start this type of thread in this forum?

it is basically a fight thread except, there are no real clear cut rules, anyone can jump in, and it is just basically a "never-ending-story" based around fighting, an entertaining exercise in writing.

i will get the ball rolling:

The lone figure stood in the shadows looking around him. His shining eyes flashed within the darkness.

 

[reiella]

Yep.

Fight Club despite it's preponderance of YB related stuff is for any sort of gladiatorial fight stuff or different games like that.

 

[Rathan]

A stalky man leans aginst the lantern pole smoking a cigarette, his eyes wandering back and forth scanning the area around him as he catches the glimse of the glinting eyes in the shodows.....

Malix speaks.....

"Are you gonna' just stand there or you gonna' come out and show me who you really are stranger?"

 

[dreaded_beast]

The stranger in black stepped out from the shadows. A long cloak covered him, with a cowl masking the features of his face. A cheshire grin could be seen from within the shadows of the cowl. A flash of wicked blades could be seen from within the dark cloak.

 

[Rathan]

Malix raises his thumb to his sholder and points to his back... he turns a slight bit to show his good sized battle axe strapped to his back, his shield leaning aginst the other side of the post.....

"I see your blades fool.... It'd be best if you didn't try anything with me.... cause I'll split you down the middle...."

Malix chuckles.....

"Now... what are you doing here? I've not seen you here before!"

 

[Tisvon]

"Well.... What a suprise. I didn't expect to see anyone else about."

Both fighters are startled to hear a low voice come from the shadows. A burly man steps out from behind a tree. He is clad in black, with a red hand insignia on his vest. He grasps a short club.

"Now... clear out o' here. 'Y don't want to mess with Marcus, now do you?"

 

[Rathan]

"The is MY leanin' post. I'm NOT movin', unless one of ya chumps wants to tryn' move me from it. Come on........ I dare ya!"

Malix Chuckles as he quickdraws his battle axe from his back and rests it apon his sholder......

 

[Tisvon]

"Well then, I guess you'll be movin'.

Marcus jumps forward, a snarl on his face. He makes a slow swing, his club aimed for Malix's head.

 

[Rathan]

Malix expecting a swing from the club to the head for a knockout takes a swing of his own putting a notch in Marcus' club......

"YOU MADE ME MOVE!"

"Time to pay for that FOOL!!"

Malix ducks down and tumbles towards Marcus trying to avoid any attack made by him and takes a gaint swing for his right leg......

 

[Tisvon]

"AAARG!" Marcus screams as the axe bites deep into his leg. "I'll get you!" He makes another weak swing, this one at Malix's arm.