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[Luca 1 Shots] - Robert VS. Luca! (You decide who wins!)

Luca

The Ultimate Badass
🎖️ Game Master
LUCA'S OUT OF CHARACTER ONE SHOT SILLYNESS/INFORMATION THREAD

Out of character fight scene - The team that stays together, fights together! This is to give insights as to how a good, and well written fight without guns goes. Please excuse me for taking liberties with characters.

Luca and the gang had just finished another long mission. They'd decided to go to a pub for debriefing and drinks.

"Did you see the way I knocked that guys teeth out even though he had a shotgun pointed at me?" John remembered the events of the mission vividly, "He didn't even hit me with that thing!"
"Oh yeah that was priceless!" Mel raised her glass of beer.
"I got my magnum and shot 4 people with one bullet - went right through 'em!" Sebastian boasted, "It was gold!"

"Remember when I wrestled the guy in the Super Demon power armour and tore off one of his arms and smashed him with it?" Vincent remembered vividly, smiling.
"Get outta here, I flung so many knives at that I ran out!" Robert spoke up, "Not one of them hit, but all of 'em pinned that guy to the wall!"
Everyone laughed.

"Theatrical, to say the least," Mitch commended, drinking deeply.
Laeliel sighed, she didn't like how barbaric they were in the process, even though they saved the world - again.

Hitori and Jim were keeping it easy on the drinks.
Oddly, Luca was just drinking his beer, still happy with the outcome of the mission, he raised his glass once more to the good fortune throughout, but noticed someone approaching in the reflection of the glass, and he had something sharp looking in his hands.

He immediately swung around with the beer mug in hand and clocked him across the face with the mug, shattering it. Luca then swung around with his right fist and knocked three of the man's teeth out, making the shiv-wielding figure fall flat.

Now looking at the bar, the whole place was empty, save for a gang of bounty hunters, armed with a variety of melee weapons ranging from bats to knives to swords.

"G'day!" Luca greeted the gang.
"100,000 KS says your head on a fuckin' plate!" One of them said, "We come to collect!"
"Then form a line," Luca goaded the massive gang, putting up his hands and beckoning them. His entire crew stood up too (save Laeliel) - unarmed gun-wise, but still ready enough for a fistfight, "And bring the noise, bitches!"

FIGHT!!

LUCA & SEBASTIAN - Pragmatism
The father and son team worked as tandem. Both had developed a pragmatic and eclectic style of fighting over the years.

Luca jumped towards the bar, with three thugs prepared to try and slice him. One dove towards Luca, who sidestepped, kneed him in the gut and smashed his face into the bar, sending him down quickly.
The other two tried a tandem attack, both trying to slash wildly at Luca, who jumped back, picking up a pepper shaker and tossing the contents in one of their faces, sending him blindly slashing - and allow Luca to floor him with an uppercut.
The other guy wasn't affected, and threw a stab at Luca - which would've hit true, if it wasn't blocked by Sebastian, who'd picked up a plate and slammed it against the attacker's face, then pushing him onto a stool and sandwiching him between two fixed stools uncomfortably with a push.

"Nice job," Luca said.
"Agreed!" Said the father, sidestepping a thrown bottle, catching it, and hurling it back with twelve times the force.

JOHN & MEL - Teamwork
These two had the tendency to keep their fight a bit more distant - but they kept close together.

When two thugs attempted to accost them, John crouched down for a low kick, while Mel jumped over John with a wrench to the thug's face.
The other thug attempted to charge Mel, who sidestepped with John, and both threw punches at the thug between them, like a punching bag, with John landing the flooring hit.
Mel then noticed someone behind John, and John noticed someone behind Mel, they Both appeared to throw punches at each other, but hit the people behind them.

ROBERT & HITORI - Low Blows
The two were knife fighters, who immediately snatched up the cutlery from the table - viable weapons in the right hands!

Three thugs with baseball bats tried to take them on, Robert threw a steak knife at one of them, who dodged out of the way, but couldn't dodge Hitori's hidden blade. Robert had acted like a distraction.
Robert then stepped in with another knife and bashed a thug across the eyes with the pommel to stun him, and extending a long kick to the other one, knocking him towards Hitori.
Hitori stood before the thug, who had his baseball bat raised and attempted to bring it down on her head. She put a pair of knives together to block the hit, pushed him back with a kick to the groin, and lacerated him deeply across the chest in a powerful counter.
Robert then looked at the one he'd hit across the eyes, and booted him over the bar.

VINCENT & ARIN - Looking Out for Each Other
The Giant and the little technician were a great team. The thugs were afraid to try and take on Vincent, but Arin looked helpless enough. One of them approached her with a broken bottle, but found himself picked up and slung across the room by Vincent.
Arin then found herself trying to fight off another thug, who had brass knuckles. She dodged two hits, but took one to the right arm. When Vincent heard Arin yelp, he immediately dropped the person he was mashing up and stepped in, crushing the other man into the bar.
Vincent helped Arin up, who noticed someone creeping behind him with a knife. He donkey-kicked him into the bathroom, then proceeded to help her up.

MITCH & JIMMY - Choosing your Threats
Mitch was arguably more angry than anyone else in the group - after all, the interruption had made him spill a perfectly good drink. Jimmy tagged alongside him. Three thugs came towards them, one with a baseball bat, one unarmed and other who'd had the sense to bring a pistol.
Mitch immediately flung a table over as cover and Jim ducked behind him, as 10mm rounds embedded themselves into it. After a quick direction giving session, Jim immediately sprinted out of cover, jumping over the bar, tossing a bottle full of turps (Slang for very powerful alcohol) to Mitch, who stuffed a napkin in it, lit it and chucked it at the pistol wielding thug - who lit up immediately.
The duo could then focus on getting rid of the other two thugs, who weren't such a big problem, now.

What have we learned from this?
  • Use the environment and everything around you to your advantage.
  • Fight in tandem and as a team.
  • Don't be afraid to go for the nuts, eyes or pull the hair of your enemy.
  • Look out for your friends.
  • Deal with threats one by one.

With that in mind - go write a fight!
 
[Luca 1 Shots] - Here they come.

Luca had been flung onto a Yamataian Eikan-Class Heavy Cruiser ship, as part of community service for some misdeeds. Namely, womanising and jaywalking.
He was put on guard duty - this didn't enthrall him even a little.
He was out of his normal, swanky getup, and put into a stifling YSE military uniform with red panels, and an NSP by his side.

He'd become what he commonly fought against, and saw die horribly in movies. It was counter-awesome, and ruining his state of mind.

"Y'know what?" Luca said, angrily, fed up with waiting for something to happen, "Fuck this noise, I'm going for a drink."
"You can't abandon your post, Pavone-hei!" The Neko working next to him piped up, in Yamatai-go.
"Watch me!" He replied defiantly, turning around and walking towards his quarters.
"You'll be here for longer, now!"
"Big deal!"

He stormed off to his quarters, locking the door and sitting at his desk, drumming his fingers angrily.
"I've been on this hulk for three days outta seven, now..." He thought to himself out loud, while unwrapping a lollipop and putting it in his mouth, "I've got bigger fish to fry."

He scrawled a few loose notes and scribbles of how the ship he was working on was too damn boring - and he was the only person on ship with a Y chromosome.

He looked at his suitcase. Something he did have the sense to bring along was his normal getup, and all of the guns that came with it. Including the 10mm Pistol, the HHG, the Styrling Shot 12, the M'cel and the Zen-Arms 10mm SMG, all with ample ammo.

He wanted to wear it to guard duty to liven things up - but he'd only be chided for it further. They probably have no sense of style! Luca smirked to himself as he lifted up his jacket, smiling.

Then, as Luca had just finished strapping everything into place, a thump that could be heard on the other side of the ship. Luca just shrugged dismissively, walking to the door to unlock it - when...

"ATTENTION - THE HULL HAS BEEN BREACHED BY AN UNKNOWN LIFE FORM!!" The captain's voice sounded over intercoms, "SOLDIERS, INVESTIGATE AND NEUTRALISE AS NECESSARY!! ANYONE IN QUARTERS, STAY PUT."

"DAMN!!" Luca cursed out loud. The one moment something interesting happens, he happened to be boxed in. He looked around for a way out. He noticed the Vents, "Air vent," He said to himself, jumping up, ripping the grate out, and crawling through, "Go time..."

The compacted vents of the ship were hard enough to crawl through, but with all of the weapons strapped to him - it was a lot harder - but never impossible. He crawled, making turns left, and turns to the right every now and again with pistol in hand. After a few minutes, he heard skittering.

"Hm?" He questioned, looking behind himself, then looking forward, noticing a centipede critter with four red eyes, lots of legs and roughly half a metre long. It screeched as it saw Luca, charging at him madly.

He didn't react well, firing his 10mm pistol at it, shooting it in half - but it was still going. It jumped up at his face, but he caught it with his spare hand, avoiding the mouth, crushing it against the walls.

"I kill bugs dead!" Luca quipped, continuing on, and finding a vent down, just beneath him. It lead to the head. He kicked through and landed next to a toilet, and just outside the stall, a door could be heard closing.

"Hmm." Luca said, dusting himself off, pulling his shotgun out and pushing the toilet door open - and swiftly finding a reason to boot it open, tearing it off its hinges.

He found that a massive crab with six legs, an armoured head, massive, jagged pincers, and wild, flailing tentacles on its back had come into the room. The toilet stall door was only a momentary distraction, tearing through it like paper.

"What are you?" Luca snapped, immediately firing his shotgun into its head plate, but it mostly bounced off, he pumped the shotgun and fired again, doing minimal damage. "Some rockpool plonking, crab-legged cat eater?"
The crab decided to swing its massive pincers around and rip through the rest of the toilet stall, opening up the battlefield, and giving Luca an opportunity to jump away, and stow his shotgun. He had to bring out a bigger gun. Grenade launcher bigger.

A tentacle on the crab's back swung wildly at Luca, who dodged, then ducked to avoid another, dipped to avoid a bastey one, dove to avoid a spray, and found the right moment to draw his M'Cel launcher, but found that he had to load it - with a giant bullet.

It was this opportunity taken by the crab that it leaped forwards, pincers beared, hissing madly - BUT - Exposing its underbelly and head...

Luca had already placed that massive one-and-a-half inch wide hollow-point slug of Durandium right between its eyes and expanding in the back of its head. The massive impact made it stop dead in its leaping charge.

"Damn, you're ugly," Luca taunted the giant crab, booting it, and walking outside confidently, ready to face whatever NMX horrors lay beyond. He yelled, proudly: "I'M COMIN' TO PREFORATE THE REST OF YOU ALIEN PRICKS, HEAR ME?!"
 
Let 'er have it!

Luca was chasing Mindwrecker through an open-air market in Yamatai. The police were chasing him, too, for disrupting the peace in the apprehension of the rogue.

"Mindwrecker, I'll put you in your place!!" Luca yelled out as he dove to avoid NSP shots from the rogue Neko, instead hitting one of the policewomen, knocking her down.
"I'll make sure the place burns before you do!" She retorted while firing a string of even more NSP shot at Luca, missing, and also into the scenery with grenade shots, but this didn't hinder her pursuers at all.

Eventually she was cornered by Luca, and the Police after him. Everyone who didn't have a Y Chromosome had their guns pointed at Luca.
"Stand aside," One of the police women demanded, "We'll deal with this threat now, and you later!"
"You have no clue who you're dealing with!" Luca warned the policewomen about Mindwrecker, but they took it as though he was the threat. Big misunderstanding.
"Arrest them both!"
"Yes! Arrest him!" Mindwrecker chimed in.

Three Yamataian policewomen, one rogue Nekovalkyrja versus one man with testosterone poisoning.


"Bugger," Luca mumbled to himself as a policewoman dove towards him with a baton, he caught it, twisted his arm around it to disarm her, and struck her in the throat with his index and middle fingers, this sent her reeling back, falling over. Mindwrecker then seized an opportunity and grabbed his other arm, turned him around and twisted his arm painfully. There were two ways to escape this: Submit, or have a broken arm.

Luca decided to take a third option. He cartwheeled around her, escaping the grab, crouched down, put his head and arms between her legs, lifted her up while buckling her knees and made her eat pavement with a Ralt Suplex.
He immediately felt a baton thump him in the stomach as he came back up.

"Bitch - please! - Hit the neko!" He said between exasperated breaths, barely dodging another baton swinging towards him. He gave a series of kicks to the offending officer, one to the leg, one to the midriff with the other leg, and finishing in an uppercut.

The other one decided to run for it, and call in a SWAT team. They'd be over in a few minutes. Luca let her go. He noticed that Mindwrecker had gone missing too.

"Can't get a break in this town..." Luca mumbled to himself, pulling out his HHG and running, preparing for all hell to come down on him.
 
Re: [Luca 1 Shots] - The Guidelines(?) of Engagement

THE NIBBLE

A crew had been assembled. Danny Hanley-Lewis had organised it, or, the two people who were following him. Garou Naramura, a Yamataian ninja and compulsive gambler and Theodore Ford, a Nepleslian gunman and con-artist, both cannier than Danny. A crew of others had surrounded him in a dark room, with a table in the middle, and a primary light shining on it.
They had a beef against the 9 Layers of Hell casino, doing some pretty dirty things to people to get to its place.

"So let's go over the plan once more," Danny addressed his crew, "Just in case I forget."
"Yeah, you'd misplace your arms if they weren't stuck on," Garou replied with a smile, "So once more, with style."

"Righto - The plan goes like this," Danny started, laying down the blueprints on a table, for everyone to see, "I go in tomorrow morning to the 9th Layer of Hell Casino on opening, dressed up, all snappy and shiny. Just as gamblers. Garou and Theo will come along too, with our equipment to turn the tables and make the steal, with the money, gold and the pride of the owner, the Wesley Diamond."

"Yeah, but," Someone in the crew spoke up, Eugene Buster, to be exact. Buster served to be the team's tech wizard, "The whole place is monitored."
"We have that covered," Theodore said, "That's Scotty's job." He was referring to Maxwell Scott, another tech head, who smiled. He had this base covered, "What did you do, anyway?"

"Oh, a magnetron," Scotty smiled, "I had Snuck it into the Cheif of Security's phone. When they pick it up - BAM!" He clapped his hands, "Blackout for their system. Not sure how powerful it'll be and how long it'll last - but that's the time to make your kill, and get the diamond."

"The system takes about two minutes to reboot," Eugene said, pointing, "Good enough - that makes Danny, Garou and Theo able to make their steal while the lights are out."

"While the lights are out, our fake police van will roll by - and pick up us three," Garou continued the plan, and pointed to the three designated gunners, Harriet Fosbery, Mia Shaker, Nathan O'Donnel, Alan Benson, and their driver, Albin Vickers, "Taking them in and swapping out their steal for fakes, leaving them behind."

"We have a plan, then," Alan said, works for us, "Let's go."
"Sweet!" Mia cheered excitedly.

HERE'S WHAT WENT DOWN...

Everything was going smoothly, Danny, Garou and Theo got in without a hitch. Gambled for a while - and when the security was down and the lights were out - they immediately made a scramble for the vault. They had stolen security clearances to get in.

Once they'd broken into the vault, however, they noticed that someone else was there in the vault - having himself a ball.
"Hi!" He said, having stuffed his pockets and a backpack full of cash, his figure couldn't be seen in the shadow.
"Who the-" Theo shone a torch to him. It was Luca, "You!"

He was sitting down on the podium where the Diamond would've been.
"Funny how our plans crossed into each other, same casino, too, I don't believe it," He had a large jewel the size of a fist in his hand, the Wesley Diamond, "But I got the jewel first - so, I must be going," He put up his spare hand, firing a grappling hook from under his sleeve into an above vent, which he had come from.

"G'night gents. Enjoy your steal while you can! Only a minute left!" He immediately disappeared in the vents, escaping with the jewel.
"Son of a-" Danny cursed, as he tried to hurriedly get what loot he could into the duffel bags, "Tricked!"
"Let's make do with what we can!" Garou stated.
"Quick!" Theodore said, putting piles of the stuff into a bag.

Then the sounds of shouting - the SWAT team organised beforehand came in and made the bag swap and transport to the truck - then apprehending the three boys. Then the lights came on. The images on camera were of the team making them drop the bags, get down, get cuffed and get escorted out - leaving the bags of money behind.

However, what was left behind were fakes. The three were escorted into the back of the van and taken away with the SWAT team.

A couple of miles away from the casino, Mia took off her helmet, unzipped the money bag, and looked at the riches with a smile, "Jackpot!" She said.
"Great work guys," Danny said, "But... we didn't get the diamond."
"Sucks about that..." Garou sighed.

"Actually," Theodore said, "I accounted for that," He reached into his pocket, and pulled out the real Wesley Diamond.
"Wh- how...?" Nathan was agape.

"That other guy got himself a glass diamond," Theo said, "The real diamond was in a space under the podium it was on. Maybe that other guy should've taken that into account."

Meanwhile, on the other end of town, Luca had already gotten away in a shuttle with his father. When he pulled the diamond out of his pocket and had Sebastian examine it, he shook his head and sighed.
"It's glass, you were duped."
"...Bugger." Luca sighed, throwing it behind him, onto the floor of the shuttle, "Danny you crafty bastard. I knew it was a good idea to spare your life," He smiled, willing to make an admission, "People like you make my life interesting... there should be more people like you."

THE CAST
  • Danny Hanley-Lewis
  • Garou Naramura
  • Theodore Ford
  • Eugene Buster
  • Maxwell Scott
  • Harriet Fosberry
  • Mia Shaker
  • Nathan O'Donnel
  • Alan Benson
  • Albin Vickers
  • Luca Pavone
  • Sebastian Pavone
 
Re: [Luca 1 Shots] - The Nibble

THE COMPETITION

((Remember kids, none of this is Canon. It's purely for your/my amusement.))

The following important figures in SARP history had been swept up by some very strange means (Literally plucked out of reality) to compete against each other at the behest of a man calling himself "God". They were all restrained, but in view of each other in a dimly lit room.

Empress Ketsurui Yui, Ketsurui Hanako, Admiral Robert Davis, Pansarkedja Wikkedson, Night-Watches-Over, Luca Pavone, Prince Hassan, Serhan Nejem, Cephei Rasalgethi and High Priest Velor Tomoe.
Indeed, a mix of all the notable people from the notable races and factions, from various walks of life.

"Who are you?" Luca asked Hassan curiously, while trying to wriggle free of his binds.
"He's a terrorist, and a murderer!" Yui spoke up.
"Hey, I could be one too!" Luca snapped back, "I'd do anything from babysitting to instigating revolution for money - do you know how little call there is for guys like me all the sudden?"
"I like you..." Hassan smirked, "Good sense of coin."

"Whoever he is," Velor Tomoe said, "He's here with us, and in the same problem."
"Says you! You're the problem!" Hanako sneered at the Tur'listan.
"This is too well organised for me to have done this!"
"Or me!" Luca replied.
Cephei tried to raise his hand too, "Me either."
Everyone exchanged shrugs and shook heads. They understood that this wasn't their doing.

"Last thing I remember doing was writing a few forms at my desk, when I blacked out." Yui recalled.
"I was doing similar tasks," Velor said.
"Was also working with treeware. Unconscious." Hassan said.
"Someone has us here for a reason," The troll, Pansarkedja thought out loud.
"This all reeks of of a plot for an exploitation movie." Luca wryly pointed out.

"Whoever put us here must be sick in the head," Robert Davis observed colloquially.
"A few beers short of a slab."
"If brain was made of radiation - would not blow top of head off." Hassan pointed out.

"SILENCE." A disembodied voice spoke, presumeably 'God', "You are here to fight and KILL each other."
The 'combatants' eyed each other nervously. There were great variations in terms of skill, competence, weight, height or the amount of risk they were willing to take.
"Some of you may already hate each other - which is good, it'll make the show all the more amusing," 'God' spoke, "However, some of you like, or even love each other - that will have to stop."

"Show?" Luca remarked, "Heh, like a TV show?"
"Yes. This will be broadcast to the world. But fear not - should you die - a soul transfer backup was made. It'll make you all fight harder for the audience."

THE STAGES

Aquarium - Yui - A bomb has been set to blow up, destroying their new exhibit on deadly sea creatures, and letting them loose.
Skyscraper - Luca - Luca has been tasked with blowing up a high-rise skyscraper to cause some mayhem.
Forest - Night - This Kohanian forest invites the death of fools and interlopers.
Train - Robert - An intercontinental train on Nepleslia Prime, crossing the desert and the mountains, and tunnels.
Battlefield - Pansarkedja - A fight taking place in the ruins of a town that was razed by battle.
Circus - Hassan - Tonight only: the Freespacer on the flying trapeze!
Factory - Cephei - A weapons development facility about to unleash its mightiest development.
Boat - Tomoe - A boat on Nyli II, zipping somewhere hastily and rocking unsteadily.
Space Station - Serhan - A small space station near Iroma, where ships constantly fly in and out.
Temple - Hanako - An old temple in the northern parts of Yamatai with a large underground maze.

((Who should win? I'd like your opinions.))
 
Re: [Luca 1 Shots] - The Nibble

Either Robert or Hassan, I want to see the King of Pirates or the cane-bound Sky Admiral blow some s*** up.
 
Re: [Luca 1 Shots] - The Nibble

THE COMPETITION - Combat Roster (Will be edited frequently once competition gets underway.

Code:
START | QUARTER |  SEMI | FINALS
-
Serhan\
       >       -
Hanako/          \
-                 >      -        \
Luca  \          /                 \
       >       -                    \
Yui   /                              \
-                                     \
Hassan\                                >
       >       -                      /
Cephei/          \                   /
-                 >      \          /
Robert\          /        \        /
       >       -           >      /
Tomoe /                   /
-                        /
Night \                 /
       >       -
Pans. /
-

Fight 1 - Serhan Nejem VS. Ketsurui Hanako @ Space Station
Fight 2 - Luca Pavone VS. Ketsurui Yui @ Aquarium
Fight 3 - Prince Hassan VS. Cephei Rasalgethi @ Factory
Fight 4 - Robert Davis VS. Velor Tomoe Tur'Lista @ Train
Fight 5 - Night-Watches-Over VS. Pansarkedja Wikkedson @ Forest

Vote Tally (To Win):
Robert Davis - 3
Prince Hassan - 1
 
Re: [Luca 1 Shots] - The Competition (Vote for your favourite!)

An armoured supply train with 3 carriages chugging along at a brisk pace on the prairies of Area 52, on the Nepleslian Colonial expanse. The train had flat roofing, and walkways flanking its sides. Occasionally, the track subtly bended to the left or the right - and it could be felt. It was also interesting to note that the train was empty, and doors had been opened in it, with random objects lying around. Firearms, grenades and melee weapons to name a few.

Four camera drones, not similar to those used on Nepleslian armours, were zipping by and monitoring it, and the person sitting on it.

A figure could be seen at the frontmost carriage of the train, sitting on top of it with a cane in front of him, the wind blowing in his face, and his distinct cap remaining on his head, almost impervious to the forces of nature.

Sky Admiral Robert Davis, or, at least, an extremely accurate clone of him. He had previously disposed of three other foes in a bloody and violent competition, including a Lorath on a ship (by sending him into the ocean), a Freespacer at a circus (by sheer fisticuffery and a cane to the face) and a Kohanian in its native forest (by beating him at his own game). The competition was nearly finished. He only had to fight one more person, then it'd be over - at least for the clone.

Meanwhile, in the skies above, a shuttle could be seen coming in hot overhead, and swooping over the third carriage of the train, dropping someone on top of it with a thud and flying away. Robert stood up and turned around, surprised at this sort of entrance from the final contestant.

The man landed hard, but rolled to reduce the feeling of the impact, and jumping up on his feet, putting his right foot in front of the left, and smiling widely. He'd fought his way through Empress Yui herself (by flooding the entire arena and letting the deadly exhibits loose), and her offspring, Hanako (by dropping the entire foundations of an Imperial Temple on her). He'd gotten lucky in the draw for the number of combatants he had to fight - but he had to face the stiffest competition imaginable. He was none other than Luca Pavone - or, at least, an extremely accurate clone of him.

"Mr. Pavone," Robert walked forward, over the first carriage, hopping over to the second and greeted the mad mercenary with a cordial doff of the hat. The cameras zoomed in on his face, "I trust you are ..." He searched for a word, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "'pumped' for the occasion?"

Luca laughed as the cameras veered to him, and he flourished by smoothing over his hair, dusting off his jacket and rubbing his hands together with a clap, "Yep - if an Empress can't stop me - you won't," he jumped over to the second carriage, closing in, "Ready?"

"Yes - but are you?," He raised his cane quickly and bought it to the side of Luca's face, tapping him on the side, almost tauntingly. Luca smiled a little, suppressing a chuckle.
"I'm ready for anything." The mercenary boasted.

"FIGHTERS, TO YOUR POSITIONS!" The announcer's voice boomed, and the mercenary looked disheartened as he moved back to where he was supposed to be: On the left walkway, third carriage.
Robert took a similar position, right walkway, first carriage. The two fighters had a show to put on.

"KILL YOUR ENEMY... The announcer roared as the fighters eased into their battle stances. Of a brawler and a gentleman, BY ANY MEANS!!"

((TBC!!))
 
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