destinystrings | The Duel's Rebirth

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The Duel's Rebirth

▼ Fighting Tournament

Who: Tournament Fighters and those who wish to watch them.
Where: Aries Arena & Televised
When: 22nd of March!
Summary: Let's bring back hope to the people...by beating the crap out of each other!
Warnings: D-D-DUELS!

▼ And now, back to you, Jay!

It wasn't the excitement of the Grand Prix that had occurred a year ago in January. Even if it had been over a year, it was something that most citizens would never forget.

But hope, it seemed, could never truly die. And so with the stadium finally rebuilt… and improved, came the question of when a new tournament should be organized. The answer: as soon as possible.

With most of its champions out of commission, and last year's winner dead… it fell to the Visitors to help with this monumental task.

Last minute preparations, and whispers of the Grand Prix happening this year had driven up the city into high spirits. For the ten warriors involved, it was quite a load on their shoulders. Five matches. Not a true Grand Prix, it was announced, but rather a demonstration, to get people excited again before it became a quarterly event as before.

What can they say? The show must go on. And the ratings must be high. Tonight depended on the Visitors. As did the security.

The entire place was filled with cheering spectators, surprisingly for a last-minute venue and the risks of last year repeating themselves. The time to get in had taken longer; now there was much more security walking around, a grim reminder of what had to be changed.

For those who couldn't attend the sold out event, the usual channels promised to stream the entire event life. Pay-per-view had extra side shows and cameras, interviews of normal civilians and asking them who they thought would win. Pubs were filled with rowdy after-work men and women passing sake around and drinking towards the future winners.

Gambling wasn't allowed… publicly. So naturally, it flourished underground. A few visitors were well known, but the newcomers faced lower odds; which meant a bigger payout should they win.

From their viewing box above the entire stadium, "Jay Queen" and "Bob Sternhammer", the two ringside announcers, excitedly begin the pre-game talk.

After all that's happened, what an amazing crowd today Jay! You can feel and hear the energy coming right off of 'em!"

"A stadium of ten thousand filled to the brim! The tickets were announced just a few days ago and looked at the thing, everyone's scrambling to be able to make it tonight!"

"Tonight's matches are sure to be interesting! Ten Visitors, along with a few usuals from last year warming up. This may not be a Grand Prix, but the crowd sure is actin' like it is."

"Can't blame 'em! Hinoto-Ri's future is looking better than ever, and this just proves we won't take this lyin' down. Now for those unlucky souls watching at home, we're gonna remind you of the few ground rules."

"Tonight's matches are primarily Visitors. Ten fighters, Five battles. Different skill levels. Seaside Dragoon, the new Arena chairman, is overseeing the entire affair himself."

"Names are drawn based on known skill. Randomization is under the supervision of the Hinoto-Ri Lotto Society."

"Contestants pick their own Evoker ten minutes before the duel, and are asked to fire a blank shot in the air to ensure security before it is scanned. Contestants then are brought into their isolation zones and are kept there until they are ready to be brought up to the ring."

"Turns are taken, each allowed only one command from their Personas, and one attack from a weapon of their choosing. Because this is a Visitor match, this weapon attack may be switched to a 'native' skill."

"Spells and items they had before coming to Hinoto-Ri basically! I've heard of things like Pocket Monsters myself..."

"As usual, Instant Death Spells are forbidden. You may not kill your opponent. If your opponent is knocked unconscious, they have ten seconds to get up. You are only allowed to attack your opponent’s Persona, even with your weapons and skills."

Someone walked the center of the stage, as the crowd began to scream.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Last year's Grand Prix was a dark moment in our history. Instead of the national anthem this year, we have decided on a moment of silence for the victims, including last year's champion please..."

The feed went silent for a minute, panning to various crowd members. Everyone stood up. Some had closed eyes, others were crying.

Once the minute was done, the announcer blew a kiss towards the sky. The crowd followed his movement.

"AND NOW! THE MAIN EVENT!"

The sudden shouts shook the stadium, becoming louder and louder.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE HINOTO-RI ARENA TOURNAMENT IS PROUD TO PRESENT THE OTHERWORLDERS! A SERIES OF BATTLES WITH STRICT SET OF RULES TO SHOWCASE THE AMAZING ABILITIES OF HINOTO-RI'S HEROES!"

Dramatically, the announcer leaned in closer, raising his hand as the crowd's enthusiasm broke into an even louder frenzy.

The crowed cheered, as a series of fireworks and music tore off into the sky.

"This is the start of a new era, Jay I can feel it!"

"I've never felt this much excitement before. Here's hoping that tonight's fighters are gonna give it their all! This is Bob and Jay live from the Otherworld Tournament!"

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Shura wasn't listening to the announcers, entirely focused on the combat at hand. As soon as the referee gave the signal, she stepped forward, a bit shaky on her legs still, but this was not gonna be a problem in a Persona duel. As soon as she got to her tenth step, she spun around and fired her Evoker. Amid the sound of breaking glass and the shower of blue light, she could feel a rush of energy, like when she would face a boss back home.

Time to survive.

"MARA!!!" she shouted out as soon as the giant penis in a war chariot appeared, pointing at her enemy. "INCINERATE!!!"

He didn't belong here. This was a bad idea. Why did he let himself get talked into this? He eyed his opponent nervously, hesitating as the match began. It was enough, especially once that thing appeared, and he let out a cry of pain as he was burnt.

Ow. Ugh, this was going to be a pain. Right. He could do this. He took a deep breath and summoned, trying not to flinch too much.

"Twilight Guardian! Marakunda!" As the Persona stretched and spun, he lifted his staff. "Lanceor Pha!" The ghostly image of an axe-wielding figure flashed for a moment, before lightning shot towards Mara.

HOLY FUCK that hurt. Mara was not weak to Elec, but he had no resistance to it either. Since it was obviously her opponent could get out the big guns, well, why should she hold back at all? Right back to her temple went the gun.

"MARA!" Already Mara was growing into a crowd favourite ~~and a network nightmare~~.

"INCINERATE!!!" Hitting your enemy's weakness was always awesome. You know what else was awesome? Shooting a beam of Almighty magic from your forehead for mega damage to your opponent's persona.

This was going to be a problem. Dishing out damage was fine, but if he couldn't take it he wasn't going to last too long. If he could keep her shifting elements though, maybe...

"La Repth!" He lifted his staff again to heal himself a bit, and switched Persona in his mind. When he fired the Evoker again, a book appeared in front of him.

"Wind Elemental!" A small tornado in a vaguely human shape leaped out of the book, shooting forward to attack Mara.

Oh that little fucker had healing, not fair!

But just as Shura thought that, he summoned a Wind Elemental. Not only was Mara strong to its Wind damage, but it also Absorbed the Physical component of the damage, healing Shura nicely for another round of Incinerate + Fire Amp and Freikugel. She swore that if your Persona could take that and survive, she was gonna fucking Focus the next Freikugel.

Fantastic. Just what he needed, except very much not. The boosted fire attack hit the book, closing it and setting it aflame. Tsukasa dropped to his knees, breathing hard. Exposing his weakness was not a great idea. Back to Twilight Guardian, then, while he struggled to his feet. The elemental hung back, slightly lost in confusion as to what was going on.

One down, but Shura knew better than to count this battle as won just yet. With a feral cry, she fired the Evoker once more, intent on frying that Persona too. With the Fire attack fired, she almost took this chance to focus to make her next attack more powerful, but she changed her mind at the last second. Her adversary could heal, and she was not going to give him this chance.

Have another attack hitting for mega Almighty damage as dessert, Twilight Guardian.

Great. Okay, fine. He pulled himself to his feet, trying to stay standing. This wasn't looking good... thankfully his Persona pulled from a different magic pool than his spells from The World. He planted his feet firmly as he took the attacks. A few more rounds of this would take him out. He had to do as much damage as possible.

... And limit hers. His Twilight Guardian spun and stretched, casting Matarunda on Shura. "Lanceor Pha." The lightning god flashed again, sending bolts of electricity flying towards her.

UGH. Please stand by as Shura smooths her electrified hair down, mscles twitching for all that electricity that went through Mara. You wanted to play it like a boos? You were gonna get a boss.

She roared ferociously, teeth bared, before firing the Evoker again. Mara was not gonna stop with the fire attacks, and once Shura would have her adversary Tarunda'd, she could switch to Fog Breath to shoot his Agility down to crap.

Okay. He could do this. He could do this - well okay. He couldn't, but he'd do his best. It.. wasn't like she'd kill him, right? Right? Even if that expression terrified him.

He called Twilight Guardian up for another Matarunda. He had to keep her attack as low as possible. Gripping his staff tightly, he slammed it down against the floor. Once more. He didn't really have it in him to do much more, even if his Persona had enough magic for it. His own reserves were running out, and he didn't want to take the chance of trying a different element in case it didn't go well. "Lanceor Pha!"

Even if he couldn't beat her... he'd feel better if he could at least make a dent in her health.

He actually was making a nice medium-size dent in her health with all his attacks, but not enough to turn the edges of her markings red. Her breathing was a little more laboured than before as she scrutinized him next. The was he gripped his staff, how he leaned on it for support... better press for the win than debuff any more. Once more would probably be enough. Hell, just Incinerate just might be enough to finish him off. She raised her Evoker to her temple one last time, and one last time felt the blast of energy rip through her brain, forcing the virile demon out to manifest.

"INCINERATE!!!" And she stood with a Freikugel ready, just in case. She didn't wanted to kill the guy, after all. But she wanted to win.

Tsukasa fell to the ground and stayed there, obviously exhausted. He didn't make any effort to get up, so the bell rang and the cage retracted, healers coming out to see to both of them. Tsukasa kept his mouth set in a thin line as they cast their spells, before looking over at Shura and nodding slowly.

"C... congratulations."

Shura collapsed on the chair the healers brought in for her as they focused on her weakened knees. She grinned widely and raised a fist to the heavens in triumph.

"It was a good fight," she told Tsukasa.

Tsukasa hunched his shoulders slightly. "Mm. Not really. I don't stand up to a lot of damage... so it probably wasn't really that fun for you."

"I can decide for myself what was fun or not," she pointed out. "And I had fun. I hadn't flexed my powers like that in a while."

"... I haven't had a lot of enemies I've needed to use those kinds of spells on in a while." It was really kind of impressive. "Wavemasters aren't really built to be damage spongers anyway. We're more of the glass cannon type."

Shura grinned proudly despite the pain in her legs. "Well there you go. I'm a tank. I'm all about taking damage while kicking ass. Looks like we're both pretty powerful too."

"I mostly soloed dungeons in The World. I had to have some strong spells or I wouldn't have lasted long." He did manage to smile a bit despite himself.

"There you go. You could say I was soloing my world too, in a way."

"Yeah?" He looked a little bit interested. ... That was a lot, from Tsukasa.

"Yeah. In my universe, the world ended, and I became like this, so... I had to survive. I wanted to live, no matter what." That unbreakable will to live was the reason Lucifer had picked her, after all, though she did not know it.

"... And I thought being trapped in a video game with amnesia was bad." Well... and the mindscrewing.

"Yeah, well... this isn't a badness contest. I don't think I'd like being trapped in a video game while amnesiac either." So much mindscrewing on both sides.

"Yeah."

... This was not a good topic. "Um. But uh. Yeah. Congratulations again..." His voice trailed off at the end. He wasn't so good at small talk...

And with the adrenalin levels going down, Shura was feeling that fight more and more. Good thing she was sitting down. She half smiled, half grimaced in pain. "Congrats for holding out against me. Good luck out there."

Edited 2014-04-09 14:13 (UTC)

The Duel's Rebirth

Persona skill: Incinerate with a side of Fire Amp. Because I can.

Persona skill: Marakunda | Personal skill: Lanceor Pha (severe Elec)

Persona skill: Incinerate | Personal skill: Freikugel (mega Almighty)

Persona Skill: Wind Elemental | Personal Skill: La Repth (medium healing)

Persona skill: Incinerate | Personal skill: Freikugel

Weakness Hit | Persona Switch: Twilight Guardian

Persona skill: Incinerate | Personal skill: Freikugel

Persona skill: Matarunda | Personal skill: Lanceor Pha

Persona skill: Incinerate | Personal skill: War Cry (equivalent to Tarunda twice, all enemies)

Persona skill: Matarunda | Personal skill: Lanceor Pha

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