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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!"
Weapon: Physical
Kotoha leaps in, her form a strange mixture of kung-fu and ballet as she strikes at Itzpalt with her staff and pirouettes away.
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Persona Switch: Mitra | Persona Skill: Incinerate + Fire Pierce
"Incinerate!"
Persona Skill: Hell Frost
"Hell Frost." The mage Persona lifts his staff, firing off a wave of ice at Mitra. Otoha plants his feet carefully, bracing for whatever she's going to throw at him next.
Hit Weakness | Persona Switch
Personal Skill: Veil of Mist | Weapon: Physical
And he disappears. One... two... three... four. He appears again, high in the air to try to allow gravity to aid him as he comes crashing down against the other's Persona.
Persona Skill: Diarahan | Weapon: Physical
Weakness Hit
Persona Skill: Whirlpool + Water Amp
"Whirlpool!"
Persona Skill: Mind Charge | Weapon: Physical
"Mind Charge." The Persona draws in power, glowing slightly. Next time won't be easy to deal with. He can feel the strain, though. He can't keep going forever, at least not with how many spells he's been casting. He jumps forward again to try to hit her Persona.
Persona Switch: Mitra | Persona Skill: Shield All
"Shield All!"
As the barrier goes up, she casts an experienced eye over Otoha's form, trying to judge how much more he's got in him.
Physical Attack
Strangely, Otoha hasn't broken a sweat. His muscles are starting to show signs of tension, though. His attacks aren't really slowing down, though it does take a hair of a second longer for each movement.
Physical Attack
"There's a limit to how far you can push your body before it gives out, y'know."
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He can't. Losing and failure are just things that he won't accept. Not for him, at least.
Persona Switch: Chehooit
"It's not about losing, it's about ruining your body for no good reason."
Persona Skill: Volt Carnage (Mind Charged)
Too many words. Not enough fighting. "Volt Carnage." The Mind Charged attack flies towards Chehooit as Otoha leaps backwards. This is going on too long - but she can heal. And if he switches to just physical attacks she'll just stay with Mitra.
... This isn't looking good.
Persona Dismiss | Pokemon Skill: Intercept
"I forfeit!"
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This wasn't how he wanted to win...
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The entire way over, Kotoha is gazing at Otoha, her expression unusually serious compared to her normal carefree manner. Once the healers have finished up and the pair have been left alone she finally starts speaking, her voice level with just a hint of scorn.
"Well? How does victory feel?"
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"I fight until I give out. There's no other way to do it, for me. I don't care that much if people are stronger. I do care that I can have an all-out fight and give it everything I have." Otoha pauses for a moment, shifting so he can look Kotoha in the eyes. "It's about pushing my limits. That's the only way you can get stronger."
... He has people to protect now. He can't afford to stop.
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"...that was an exhibition match. Did it occur to you, even once, that I might not be okay with hospitalizing my opponent to win?"
Standing up and stalking over to him.
"Or that there are people in your life that don't want you injured?"
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He's had too many chances, really. "I get injured a lot. I know how to handle it. I can't feel pain - that means I've had to learn to be careful. But not so careful that I don't push myself."
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"THIS WAS NOT AN APPROPRIATE VENUE FOR PUSHING YOURSELF!"
She really mad now.
"I didn't expect you to take it, you jackass, I expected you to understand the basic concept of sportsmanship. And why, exactly, do you think not fighting would get you killed? I literally threw the match rather than hurt you, and you assume I'd have killed you? A sixteen year old ballerina, publicly murdering a man in front of thousands of witnesses? When was the last time you pulled your head out of your ass and actually saw the sun, you utter jackass?"
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"I have people I can't leave behind. So just try to think for a single minute that I'm not as stupid as you seem to think I am. I'm reckless and thick-headed but I'm not an utter moron."
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"...I've decided. I'm going to make you a better person."
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