open challenge

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

any one can join in on this battle, because i just want someone to fight me already.i'll be rael, my main character. anyone who joins will fight me in
dracula's castle, from castlevania.

rael stepped into the dark castle.everything was pitch black. he walked along, trying to adjust to the darkness. he heard foot steps right behind him.
rael turned around and unsheathed his sword."don't make another move,"said his opponent. rael knew that he was going to have to fight for his life.

[Metal Man]

Very well. You have plagued enough old topics. Now I shall teach you true pain.

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The signs of his foe had been hung everywhere. In places long abandoned. Supermarkets, alleyways, bus stops, biotech labs, ceilings, ghost trains, and even black holes. Metal Man had become long annoyed of the advertisements saying 'FIGHT ME!!!' appearing everywhere he went. Having tired of this, he finally dared to follow the coordinates on these annoying ads.

He found himself in a strangely two-dimensional castle, complete with wooden props holding up the walls. Somebody had failed to pay the electric bill, so it was horrendously dark--no problem for Metal Man's visor. He clanked through the cobblestones--err, plasticstones--as poorly played organ music groaned around him. It was like a joke.

A violent look on his face, this man was about ready to begin eating the walls when he realized somebody else was there. The person whose face had enraged him. The one who deigned to use a time machine and hurl a flier in his face, eons ago.

This opponent unsheathed his sword... the Metal Man, however, did not comply with 'not moving.' He instead walked straight into the light--yes, the light afforded by the moon from a hole in the ceiling of this surreal theatre-world castle thing. An ethereal hatred glowed from his visor, as he clenched his fists and ground his teeth.

"You've done enough damage with your ads, dastardly fool! I will grind you into dust and eat your soul for lunch! Arrrrghhhh!!!!"

He leapt at the foe, so high he ripped a hole in the ceiling, which would then rain down on his foe. Landing, he would take out one of those annoying ads and smash it at his foe's face, hoping to suffocate him with his own likeness. But that wasn't enough, as he took out one ad after another and went to shove it down his foe's throat.

"Choke on your lies!"

*SMASH* *SHOVE* *STICK*

He was trying his best. His foe would have to summon up some sort of legendary power to match this. But that was not his entire attack, for he ran out a bit quick. So he spun his obviously mechanical hands around once.

"And now... I beat you to pieces."

He began flailing his fists like hammers in Mario Bros., his suit playing the hammer tune, as he aimed to pound his foe into a pancake with his thick, bury alloy fists. It was now one could see his 6'4" form truly, a terrifying figure illuminated by a combination of the moon and poorly made stage lighting!

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

oh, and by the way, dracula's castle isn't two dimensional like the game. it is like the game, but 3-dimensional, like a real castle.

moon light shone through a stane glass window, going by the opponent who stood before rael. rael widened his eyes in shock at the figure.parts of his body were not flesh.metal. "what happened..to you?.." said rael. rael took a few steps back, shocked by the terrifying figure."something that made many men pay for with their pointless lives," replied metal man.

rael almost screamed at the horrifying sight.he had never seen anything worse than that ever in his life.
metal man slowly walked toward him, with an angry stare. rael stepped back,not sure what to do."you wanted a battle, so you're going to get it."

rael stepped forward, his sword in hand. there was no point in running. if he valued his life, he was going to have to fight.

rael jumped forward, and sliced straight down on metal man with his sword.

[Metal Man]

Metal Man saw the sword coming at him. It slashed his armor, making an annoying vertical line scratch down it. He opened his mouth to reply, only to hear someone off to the side insist the castle was real.

He took out his gun and shot that person down, not even bothering to dodge his opponent's second slash (Assuming the opponent was interested in hitting him while he was distracted.)

"Sorry about that. I just don't believe in fairy tales."

He punched a wall, and it fell over. However, to his surprise, it had become real.

"...Enough exposition, I'm going to just kill you now!"

As the musty smell of collapsed stones filled the air, the man was hit... again. That foe of his was scratching his shiny armor with the sword, and it was ticking Metal Man off.

"Must you damage my priceless polished finish?"

He was responded to with another sword slash... but this time, he grabbed the arm. He twisted it savagely, before then epileptically flailing the hand and the sword it was holding right back at his opponent, threatening to slice up his enemy with his enemy's own weapon.

"How do you like that, huh? Annoying? Well now you know how it feels!"

He then punched his foe away in disgust, shaking his fist at the unstable reality he was fighting in. Rather than tempt it changing again, he idly knocked down a row of cobblestones back at his foe, attempting to bury him.

"Here, have some rock. I already gave you your roll."

The man's expression twinged a bit; he was apparently still furious. This could be very good...

Or very, very bad.

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

rael rolled to the side, dodging the rocks. he jumped forward, grabbing the sword. rael thrust it forward, into metal man. rael pulled it out, back-flipping as metal man made a punch that would of broken his ribs.

[Metal Man]

The Man of Steel shrugged as the sword sort of made a dent in his armor. He brushed it off, raising his right hand and pointing to the air.

"Using a sword against me is rather ineffective. But don't let that stop you! Hit me again! Never change tactics! Then I shall lose! Yeah."

He then put the hand down and shook his head, before walking up to his foe, who would have plenty of sword strikes to slash at him with. But, being a walking suit of armor, Metal Man didn't really notice the attacks. They continued to mar his mirror finish, but unless his foe posessed deadly lasers, that wouldn't matter. The man's body ominously clanked into range. He again parried the sword with his arm, before then picking up the cobblestones beneath his foe and ripping them out of the floor, and then thrusting the whole thing with his foe atop it into the ceiling.

"Just thought I'd give you a heads up. Not that you were listening." He turned around and walked away, thinking his foe finished. But was he? Well, probably not. A knowing look on Metal Man's face revealed that something was up, even as he supposedly was programming his warp to go back home... he stopped a few feet away and stretched a little.

"Perhaps I should keep my highly vulnerable time distortionizer from being hit... nah." He yawned, the clicking time-thingy on his arm clearly out there and vulnerable. His foe would, coincidentally, be released from the ceiling's grasp by now, either by plan or just happenstance. The Metal Man's back was turned, and the weak point on his armor sitting out there, almost asking to be hit...

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

rael arose, with a skull-shaped amulet in his hands."i can do more than just make constant annoying slashes.you may be able to defend yourself against
humans, but can you survive against a demon?!" rael put the amulet over his neck. a red light surrounded him.it disappeared, and so did rael. there was now the evil demon, Alkrez, set free to win this battle. rael was now ten times stronger than ever before. he would probably have more than enough power to defeat his opponent.

Alkrez thrust his clawed hand forward, and drove it through metal man's weak point. alkrez pulled his hand out and grabbed metal man by the head.
he threw him up at the ceiling, which the cold,metal body went straight through.

[Sarai and Samiel]

Somewhere nearby....

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The shorter of the two women sitting at the desk flattened down her tie again- the thing just would not hang straight down the front of her Oxford so as to conceal the buttons. The shirt was short-sleeved, and for once she wasn't wearing her gloves- which actually made her arms feel a bit cold, but no matter. Reaching out, she grabbed ahold of her standing mic with her right hand, near the base of the flexible device, and dragged it a bit closer so she could actually speak into it.

"Well," Sarai commented in an energetic soprano, "It's quite an interesting fight we have tonight, isn't it, Yume?"

Her attention turned to her co-commentator, the slender golden-scaled woman nodding. A few hairs of her bob-cut separated, and Yume reached one hand up to pull them back into place. Where Sarai was wearing an oxford, tie, and black slacks, Yume was clad normally for her- not having owned any other clothes to wear than copies of her current outfit. One would have expected a green minivest, purple bodysuit, and crimson battle-gloves to clash more than they did, but they somehow went well together, even with her sparkling-golden scaletone.

"I'll say." She answered. "We got ourselves a real odd kinda throwdown goin' on here, one with myst'ry declarations an' whatall goin' on all over th' place." Turning to the camera (Camera? Who brought a camera?), she paused.

"Fer those o' you just joinin' us now, let's do a quick overview of th' combat so far. As y' can see on th' screen behind me," At which she gestured to the (cardboard) stone wall scant feet behind the two seated women, "We've had a pretty dull time overall this far, if y' can ignore th' gen'ral oddities."

The wall behind the two women lit up from a slide projector, which began flicking to moments as they mentioned the various occurrences of the fight. It started, naturally, with the opening.

"First off, we have th' entrance of th' first combatant. Hailin' from nowhere in p'rticular, we have some guy called Rael." One golden pinky pointed at the unbelievably nondescript and fairly blurry figure in the image behind. "As y' can see, he's wearin' some kinda disguise field er somethin', an' we only know he's called 'Rael' 'cos.... wait, why th' hell d' we know he's called Rael?"

Sarai, who the thinner woman had turned to, shook her head, massive ponytail of green hair bobbing slightly. "Honestly, Yume, I'm not entirely sure. I think it may have something to do with that 'fourth wall' thing that some people make such a fuss about, but I'm not sure how I know that either." She shrugged, then gestured to the next image on the slide.

"From this overview, you can see that the arena looks like a castle. As you may have noticed, though, the blurry, indestinct effect extends out from our first combatant, rendering the place like unto a labrynth- none of the walls are specifically anywhere, and you can't even really tell what they're made of. The same goes for the floor and... well, really for everything here. With no details, it's really hard to say anything about the place to begin with, much like our first fighter."

"You c'n say that again." Yume commented, shaking her head. Both shoulders rose in a shrug, causing the rounded white 'spikes' on her lapels to brush the ends of her 'outer' hairstyle.

"That again." Sarai deadpanned.

"Right, well, movin' on." The six-foot-tall woman continued. Her tail looped slowly behind her chair, occasionally becoming partially visible as a curl of golden scale. "Next we have our challenger- an' a brave challenger he is, goin' into someplace he can't tell anythin' about t' fight a guy he can't tell anythin' about fer no reason anyone c'n fathom. Personally, I like t' know what I'm actually gettin' into when I start up with somethin'."

The pilipina sitting next to her nodded shortly. "I heard that."

"Didja really?"

"What? I can't hear you."

There was a moment of silence as Yume stared at the grinning woman.

"....riiiight. Anywho, here we got our challenger. Straight from th' depths o' space, here he is wanderin' into what appears t' be a castle made o'.... cardboard?" Turning to Sarai, she looked for confirmation. "Am I seein' this right?"

The smaller woman, who couldn't even top five feet without thick-soled shoes, nodded and picked up a piece of paper sitting next to her on the desk that held the microphones. "That's right. According to this sheet, by- and I quote- 'failing to adequately depict the space to be used, combatant number one has permitted combatant number two to complete all unfinished details of the locality within which combat is ordained to take place, as well as complete definition of the area.'"

The somewhat reptilian-looking woman to her left blinked, then nodded. "Right. Now can y' say that in English fer everyone without a degree who's watchin'?"

"Sure can!"

Yume waited for a few seconds. "....will ya, please?"

"Of course."

There were another five seconds of silence. "...Oh, jus' get on with it."

"Right, sorry. Basically, what it means is this- Since the person to create the place didn't finish the job, it's up to whoever gets there later to fill in the blanks- any and all details that were missed."

There was a cracking sound somewhere, followed by a wail of, 'Goddamn it! I can't hold this roof up with only three walls! Where's my mortar?'

Face in her hands, Yume sighed. "You have got t' stop doin' that."

Grinning sheepishly, the green-haired woman gestured to her erstwhile partner. "Anyways, you were saying?"

"Right." The bluenette straightened up. "Anyhoo, this here's Metal Man. His armor varies from time t' time, but this guy is a pretty heavy-duty combat cyborg. All sortsa unfriendly surprises all through him- a bit like a cross b'tween Robocop and an insane toolbox, with a little pers'nal armory thrown in. He's pretty much outta his gourd, and hunts bounties fer a livin'- inasmuch as he 'lives'.

"As you c'n see from this close-up, th' guy's just had it. He looks mad enough t' kill someone with an orange rind, if that's all he had t' do it with."

"And with just reason!" Sarai rejoindered, gesturing to several insets in the frame. "For the last couple of weeks, these posters have been popping up pretty much everywhere he goes, challenging him to a fight! I understand he even had one pasted to his visor for a little while. His anger bodes ill for the other combatant- this guy's nasty when he's riled up."

Turning back to the camera(?), Sarai tossed aside the paper she'd read from earlier, and laced her fingers around the base of the mic.

"As you can see, now that the place the two combatants are in is actually defined, and the walls and such are really there, rather than vaguely possible, Metal Man has decided to start off by releasing some of his frustration."

Yume blinked, looking over her shoulder. Her thick, sky-blue braid caught slightly on the spikes of her left lapel as her neck twisted the other way. "Holy crap, how'd he fit that many posters in th' other guy's mouth? I know paper squishes, but dang...."

"I'm more interested in his next attack, which is all set to pound his opponent into the ground like a nail. I always thought you had to have super speed to clobber someone that quickly." Sarai shook her head at that, jerking one thumb at the image on the wall behind her.

"Well, if you got th' joints set up right, it ain't that hard, but y' really need a machine- like the one that Metal Man's wearin'." Yume retorted, turning to face forwards again. "O' course, it don't matter, 'cause th' next moment th' castle is 'real'. Mind, things made outta cardboard are still real, so I don't see what effect that's got, but apparently it's s'posta be important."

Giving a shrug, the taller woman- who would have stood a scant two inches shorter than Metal Man were the two to somehow wind up next to one another- shifted to sit sideways in her aluminum folding chair, gesturing comfortably at the image behind her.

"This wouldn' do much, if not fer th' fact that at th' same time, this 'Rael' character suddenly ain't gettin' hit no more. Instead, he's staggerin' back in what looks like fear an' astonishment, 'cuz his opponent's got metal in 'im." Pausing briefly, Yume shook her head. "Pansy."

"Curiously," Sarai picked up, "Metal Man answers the inquiry in a completely different manner than he's ever used to speak before or since, and seems not to notice that a moment ago he was hammering on the swordsman. He steps forwards angrily, only for Rael to... pull out a sword?"

Yume nodded. "Yeah, that's a sword. Notice, though, that it's got th' same kinda field around it as Rael has- you c'n tell that it's a sword, but nothin' else. Might be a good stabbin' rapier, might be a good choppin' tulwar, might be a hunka iron that's lost its edge- you jus' can't tell. Heck, you can't even tell if th' guy's usin one er two hands t' swing th' thing."

"It's amazing Metal Man can fight at all in such undefined spaces." Sarai commented, gesturing at the projector image. "Then again, the man is known for having lived with his fair share of unreality, so it's possible he just doesn't notice. I somehow doubt it, though."

"He don' look too happy about Rael tryin' ta whack him with that hunk o' metal, that's fer sure."

"I don't doubt it, Yume. Of course, being so undefined, the sword has no capabilities- which means that when it hits the armor of the steely cyborg, which has been known to survive gasoline explosions, it just barely manages to inflict a scratch."

Yume turned around the rest of the way in her seat, now simply facing the image projection. "It's like a trainwreck. Horrifyin', but.... strangely fascinatin'."

"Now, here's where things start getting a little odd. After recieving that little scratch, you can see Metal Man looks a bit perplexed- that's because a voice from nowhere has just sounded out, declaring the castle 'real'. What that's supposed to mean is anybody's guess, because cardboard is as real as you and I and apple pie." Shrugging, Sarai swept an arm out, underlining the brief image of Metal Man shooting a nondescript person in the shadows.

"Annoyed by the intrusion, our psychotic neighborhood galactic cyborg deals with it in one of the only ways he knows how- and then punches a wall that now is not only *real*, but somehow suddenly made of stone. Again, it's anyone's guess just what's going on here, because in a continuity sense, this just doesn't work. Go figure."

"Let's jus' move on, huh?" Signaled by the quip, the projector moved through three slides rapidly. "As you c'n see, Rael doesn't take th' proper cue from his sword's not doin' anythin', an' just hacks at Metal Man another couple times. Fed up, the more well-known of th' two catches an incomin' swing by th' arm, an' wrenches it around t' actually hit Rael with his own sword! That's gotta hurt in more'n th' literal sense."

"Can't hurt too much, Yume, for all we know that's a rapier he's wielding, and those really don't do much when you chop with them."

"Enh, there's always th' possiblity. Could be a broadsword, after all. Any rate, Metal Man decides not t' give th' man too many more opportunities, an' he jus' knocks th' swordman away, then knocks down a wall on 'im. Not th' most fun fer Rael, even if th' rocks are made of cardboard..... or not. It's gettin' hard t' tell."

"Kind of like watching things through a fish tank, isn't it?" Sarai quipped. "Seriously, though, something is really wrong here- Rael doesn't even seem to notice that he's been hammered, sworded, or punched, and actually manages to roll out of the way of an entire wall falling down. Given the size of the place...." Pausing, she turned to Yume. "How big is this place anyway?"

Getting a shrug in response, she returned to what she was saying. "Given the size this place might or might not be, that could or could not be at all believable."

"..."

"....yeah, it makes my head hurt too. ANYWAY. Leaping forwards, Rael stabs at Metal Man with a sword that might not have a point for stabbing with, and then leaps back as the cyborg makes probably the least interesting attack of his entire combat career. Clearly, something is seriously wrong here, but I can't begin to fathom what."

"This makes me feel like I need glasses." Yume commented, "'Cause you can't see jack, bo, diddly, er their brother squat, clearly at all."

"Tell me about it. At any rate, Metal Man proceeds with a scathing comment! That's gotta hurt. At least, I hope it does, because nothing else seems to in this fight!"

"True 'nuff." The tailed woman agreed, cracking her thumb knuckles. "Jus' to recap- Metal Man's got a few scratches innis finish an' a small dent, none o' which are really noticeable. Rael, on th' other hand, has had a buncha paper shoved down 'is throat, been hammered 'bout th' head, gut-punched, thrown down a hall, an' now slammed inta th' ceiling- an' doesn't seem to've noticed at all! It's a godmode extraordinaire here!"

CRASH rattleclattertinkletinkletinkle

"My waaaaallllll~~!" A distant voice wailed. There was a quiet 'thump' of someone collapsing from afar.

Oblivious, Sarai continued. "At any rate, Rael has just turned into something else- what, we're not sure, other than that it's apparently supposed to be a demon. Since we can't make out any details though, we have no idea what it is, or what it can do! That's going to make this hard to deal with for Metal Man!"

"Or not," Yume pointed out, "Since all 'e did was try an' break what Metal Man clearly wanted broken, an' then slam 'im inta a rock. We all know Metal Man's harder 'n stone, so this isn't likely t' do much."

"Indeed, in-DEED!" Her co-commentor agreed. "And now, back to your battle in progress!"

[Metal Man]

OOC: ROTFLMAO at that commentary. I've gotta wonder what sort of head-hurting movie this'd make, with reality lurching as it does.

Also, 1-up, could you try not to flood the battlefield with topics?

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The hand of the vague Demon punched his 'weak' spot, and Metal Man... laughed.

The machine was not broken by the attack, but rather, it had a claw connected directly to it. Metal Man helpfully described what was going to happen next, as he saw the bizarre stone + cardboard castle-thing he was in lurch from this event.

"You fell for the oldest trick in the book. I wanted you to hit me there, because now I can do all kinds of bad things to you. Bwa ha ha ha haaaa!!!"

The man turned a knob on his arm to 11. The camera zoomed in to show a large number of small buttons and knobs next to it--this was usually hidden underneath a neat little metal cover, which had been opened expressly for this scene. The claw was stabbed deep into the clock function of it, which had a small sticky note saying "Not working"--the clock had, apparently, never worked right, and Metal's foe had done him the favor of destroying it for good.

Naturally, the 'unstoppable' demon would try to rip himself free, but before he could react, electrical pulses flew through his nerves. It got worse, as time itself seemed to get weak--he had been polarized by the device, and its time-distorting effects soon tore at him, aging some portions while sending others back in time. This horrifying effect lit up the entire area with a blinding light, before his foe was then thrown backwards through some walls. Metal Man himself flew back, too--his metal frame just harmlessly smashing through a wall.

It made a few dents, but he wasn't mad. He was smiling rather nastily as he looked at the sparking claw-hole in the LCDs on his arm. "All I need to do to fix this is hit up Radioshack and pay $10. You, on the other hand, probably need major surgery by now. But why stop now? You ask me if I can survive against a demon."

He stood there. The unmistakable, horrific scent of one of Joker's deaths wafted through the area.

"I have killed one of the most vile ones I've ever met in battle before, and he bothered to finish building his castle before he fought me. Ha ha ha! Now taste irony."

He looked around, still smelling that acrid smell and staring at the moonlit ruins around him. Whatever the castle was made of, he'd effectively destroyed the area nearby. His foe was probably getting up as if he had never been harmed by now....

Metal Man smiled maniacally and marched over to his foe's position. His visor indicated a temporal anomaly surrounding this foe, now--his foe was invoking battles across the universe, and generally weakening his already weak strength by spreading it across many realms simultaneously. Metal Man shook his head...

...Then he leaped into the air and crashed at the Demon, possibly smashing him with his weight as he went to land on him. Afterwards, he would throw one uppercut after another, aiming to throw his foe at even more cardboard/brick/whatever the castle was made of as he went. He made sure to demolish every piece of the castle he encountered, for now he apparently hated it as well as his foe.

After a few minutes of carnage (which his foe would potentially dodge as a whole) the Metal Man stopped, and then once again made a defensive stance. He held out his gun.

"Oh no, I have accidentally lost all of my bullets. Now my gun, the gun which gives me all my powers, is vulnera--" he dropped it, and it slid at his foe's feet.

"Nooooo!!! If you destroy that... I will die!"

His left eye winked... as his now free right hand reached for something... and the moon shined brilliantly on the wrecked castle bits... as well as a shiny, placid lake nearby. The smell of dead Joker had been replaced by that... of a swamp. And musty cardboard???

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

akrez brushed the gun aside. "you sick idiot. i'm not a fool like you vermin." (by the way, i did say alkrez is ten times stronger, stop acting like nothing will hurt you because you're metal, and i'll stop brushing everything aside.)

[Repster™]

*sigh* Oh little young 1-Up...

He is not acting like nothing will hurt him because he is made of metal. Metal man has been on the Gunjin for eight years . He is well aware how to fight, and how to take damage. You simply have not been doing any. NOTHING you have done would actually hurt him. You have yet to actually get threw his armor.

Swords do not cut iron.
Metal Man's armor is made of metal stronger, harder, more durable then steel.
Swords do no cut Metal Man.

Think about it. You are attacking a chunk of metal with a "sword". Armor was invented to make things not hurt you. Armor plating was some 1/8 of an inch thick of iron I think, not sure, don't have a tape measure around to check the exact size of an eight. Metal man's armor is not that thin, and is not simple iron. Now you are using "claws". Not much difference. Claws are not harder then iron, or are rarely so even on "demons", so even if you intensify the force behind it, you'll do no more damage. Once again, Armor was invented to not get hurt. Get threw the armor, and you hurt him. Don't get threw the armor, you don't hurt him.

Then you attack a "weak spot." A "weak spot" that was obviously a trap. That will not do any harm.
"Oh no, don't feed me steroids my only weakness!"

And so what if your 10 times stronger? Did you bother to read the rules and guidelines of the battlefield? Even if you magically became 10000000 times stronger, it would make no difference. At all. None what so ever.

You and your opponent are assumed to be on equal terms. Always. Harry potter Vs. Super Sayin 25 Goku? Equal turf. You grow a bajillion times more uberpowerful? You opponent just happened to be a bajillion times more uberpowerful all along, or grow a bajillion times more uberpowerful at the same time.

Metal Man is as powerful as Rael.
Metal Man is as powerful as Akrez.
Those are truths. No matter how much you may think they contradict each other.

This is not a video game. You do not win just because you have 999999999 strength and you swing a sword, or claws, around a bunch of times.

Also, if you push down the shift key on you keyboard as you push your letter, you make a capital letter. Here are the most basic rules for where they belong.

Names.
At the start of a sentence.

[Metal Man]

OOC: By all means, say he is stronger.

But then describe how and why, and I will take it into account. Your sword is of unknown dimensions and strength and material. Most swords do not destroy or damage Metal's armor. Therefore I have to assume it won't go through, as you have no explanation as to how it would go through.

Of course, you have not provided an attack in your newest pose, so.. here goes.

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His attacks had done nothing to this person. It was like they did not know how to be harmed. Metal Man, however, was unharmed. His foe acted annoyed at his persistence, but the truth was, his foe had not taken any damage (or seemed to, at least) while Metal Man had taken a few scratches from a sword of unknown style. The man shrugged as he spoke.

"You speak in small sentences... and you are angry that you have taken no damage, yet I have taken some? I am confused. Perhaps you dislike winning?"

He didn't really care. This invincible being made for a nice punching bag. For in truth, he did not need to win or lose; if this demon continued to be immortal, it would allow him to practice all his techniques until he tired and decided to go home. Deciding to continue to practice, he held up his hands in a fighting stance.

"You're free to actually try to hit me... but while you're standing around and doing nothing, I figure I need to practice my aim."

He wandered over, and picked up his gun. It glinted darkly in the moonlight.

...


Then he hanged a target on his foe's chest, and stood ten feet away, making a firing range out of the debris.

He then began taking precise aim and firing repeatedly. He knew his foe would likely ignore this damage somehow, too. But it was all in good fun--he had been searching for a target that wouldn't break from being shot, and so as long as his foe pouted, he would continue practicing his aiming. Which, by the way, was rather poor, as several shots on the rim attested....

[Sarai and Samiel]

As the combat ensued, the voices of the two commentators could be heard over it, making their notes and mark on everything that was happening. Yume's casual drawl cut in first, naturally for the ridiculously-fast woman.

"An' here goes th' trap! I can't believe he fell fer that, seriously! What kinda fool'd actually tell someone about er give away their own actual weak point in th' middle ovva fight?"

"I'm not sure," Sarai interrupted, "But whatever this trap is, it just got turned to eleven!"

"Does it still have a 'one' setting?" Yume put in.

"I don't know, but we're about to find out what 'eleven' does and- whoa, would you look at that! It's a chronal anomaly! Wow, I haven't seen one of those in a long time. This is a pretty randomized attack, but the effects are almost universally debilitating!"

"Damn straight, I been through a couple o' those myself, they ain't any fun at all- whoops, there they go, shoved away with th' momentum of a whole lotta years gone wrong! Metal's pickin' up th' taunts here..." She trailed off as Metal Man advanced once more on the-battler-formerly-known-as-Rael, and then faint applause could be heard.

"Alright, now that's a good one! Metal Man's out there, puttin' th' Shoryu Reppa t' shame with a flurryin' whirlwind o' spinnin' uppercuts! He doesn't even seem t' care if he whiffs, jus' so long 's he's swingin'!"

"And here it comes- it's another idiot ploy! But it looks like our undefined so-called-'demon' isn't falling for it for once- but what's he doing? He's just turning initiative back over to Metal Man, forfieting his right to actually do anything! My gods, he must have something awful up his sleeve!"

"Or he's really dumb."

"Well, yes, that's also a possibility," Sarai temporized, "But I like to hold out hope here. And- what's this?"

"Well, it looks like a bull's eye."

One could almost *hear* the bland look directed at Yume by her co-commentator. "Really. I thought it was some kind of pie."

"Yep- pain pie. Metal Man's takin' full advantage of th' fact that his foe's just standin' there."

Silence ensued briefly as the cyborg took a few shots.

"That's some really, really bad aim."

"Tell me about it. Why's he even gotta gun if he can't hit nothin'?"

[Tazy_10]

Suddenly, the loud crunch of popcorn reached the ears of Sarai and Yume. They turned to see a Brown Haired Sayin in a white Tanktop, Leather Jacket, Jeans, and Boots eating a movie sized bucket of popcorn.


"....OH.....Don't mind me. Please continue" Said Tazy as he grabbed a few more kernels.

[KING 1-UP SALESMAN]

Alright, here's why Alkrez has some advantages.
1.He's a Demon. He could never be killed. That's why he's sealed in the Underworld.
2. Some are saying his claws are like swords, so that's why they are doing no good. But these belong to a Demon. They are much,much,much, sharper.
Like sharp enough that after a few slashes it would damage Iron Man's armor.
3. Have you noticed that Rael only uses it when he just can't win? On my battle with Vapor he uses it pretty quick, but that's 'cause every freakin' attack I use Vapor's character says something like," I have seen fire and water. I am lightning. Swords are no use against me, for I am liquid." That's just cheating.

[Guildmaster]

Then suddenly everyone heard the rustling of feathers.
As everyone turned around everyone saw VeloceVolare floating near the ceiling of the old castle.
Then, everyone watched as he swooped down, stole the brown-haired saiyans
popcorn,and zipped back up in the air.
Then he took a few kernels out tossed them in his mouth ,chewed for a moment, swallowed,and then said.
"Just stop acting like a baby. Use the laws of physics or metaphysics if you like,just get on with the fight "
Then just as he took out some more kernals and was about to toss them into his mouth.
The brown-haired saiyan flew up faster than lightning , knocked VV senseless with 10 roundhousekicks ,3 super karate chops,and 1,000 death palms.,disappeared ,then reappeared back on the ground,caught the tub of popcorn,and sat back down.

[Irby]

Originally Posted by 1-up salesman

Alright, here's why Alkrez has some advantages.
1.He's a Demon. He could never be killed. That's why he's sealed in the Underworld.
2. Some are saying his claws are like swords, so that's why they are doing no good. But these belong to a Demon. They are much,much,much, sharper.
Like sharp enough that after a few slashes it would damage Iron Man's armor.
3. Have you noticed that Rael only uses it when he just can't win? On my battle with Vapor he uses it pretty quick, but that's 'cause every freakin' attack I use Vapor's character says something like," I have seen fire and water. I am lightning. Swords are no use against me, for I am liquid." That's just cheating.

Do you even understand Gunjin?

[Guildmaster]

We should carry on this conversation elsewhere.
I'll mahe a topic entitled 1up's open challenge discussion.

[The Joker]

No, actually this topic should be locked and a training topic to help 1-up should be created so that we can give a few pointers on each post that he makes. That might be a better road to travel instead of laughing and bashing him for his ignorance which seems like where this is headed.

1-up, I'm willing to do a training battle with you if you like. This fight seems like MM will pretty much take your newbie character status and run you to the ground. The only reason this will happen is because you are posting with out a good understanding of how most battles and characters operate out here in the Gunjin.

In order to avoid any arguments or being called cheap or just another dumb newbie, I would highly recommend you have a few practice or training battles before offering up another open challenge. That way we or I (specifically) can help point out why most people you’re going to go up against will brush off your attacks and not treat your character too seriously. You have a lot of great ideas and attacks from what I can tell, its just the way that you write them out and the way you want them to affect your opponent are not very effective. This in turn makes them easy to ignore or less dangerous than what you intend.

You don’t really need to write paragraphs for your attacks, but more than a few sentences is always good. If your used to single attack sentences, than I would recommend the battle board and leave the Gunjin to those who like to write more detailed attacks. If you decide to continue to fight here in the Gunjin and want to use the simple sentence structure, you should make sure that your opponent is aware of that at the begging of your first post.

[Vapor]

Originally Posted by 1-up salesman

3. Have you noticed that Rael only uses it when he just can't win? On my battle with Vapor he uses it pretty quick, but that's 'cause every freakin' attack I use Vapor's character says something like," I have seen fire and water. I am lightning. Swords