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Date Posted: 23:30:26 09/28/03 Sun
Author: Marvy the Rabbit
Subject: Final Bout - (really long)
In reply to: Spear-troll 's message, "Battle Royale II" on 22:53:04 09/19/03 Fri

Atlas' bunking reaches fruition, he grins wickedly at the unfortunate Satyr, just before he delivers a savage barrage of kendo-stick shots. each one finding a meaty slap into the face, head and torso of the hooved rogue. Each blow delivering a shock, and a physical jolt, to the poor creature... JR Screams "OH MY! IT'S A SLOBBERKNOCKER!!!" the final, heavy backhand blow sends the Satyr unconscious and through the wall of the barn - were he lays in a heap. Meanwhile, Anarky finishes her own bunk, and channels the glamour through her arms out in a double palms thrust. A torrential wind fills the barn, and spears forth like a runaway train towards the three assailants on her. It Buffets them, cutting them with violent lacerations, and blows the Redcaps back several feet - The troll using his spear to stay in place. Atlas sees this attack, muttering "Damn yo..." JR simultaneously shouting "She almost beheaded them all!" The hammer troll, bloody from the Satyr's onslaught, reaches a pathetic hand up to Atlas, begging for aid.


Atlas reaches down and lays his hand on the guys head, saying "and the lord said unto me 'these are the cries... of the carrots. the cries of the.. you see reverend maynard they do have a consciousness, they do have a soul DAMN YOU! this.. is ... necessary'" - Glamour pours from these words, and into the Hammer-troll. The Spear Troll stands barely leaned against his Spear, he mutters words beneath his breath and his wounds slowly heal. This enrages Anarky, and she charges him with blinding speed. The Redcaps again struggle to their feet, and begin digging in one of their bags for something. As Atlas procedes with is speech, casting his heatherbalm, the Trolls wounds begin to heal. But before he could recover from his bunk, the Troll takes advantage of him and goes heel. He slams a forearm, low-blow style into Atlas' netherregions. Atlas doubles over.

Atlas grabs his nuts and then looks up with a smile as he takes the damage to his oaken shield.He stands up and waits for the heel to get to his feet. He cracks his neck to the side ever so dramitically. The troll does indeed stagger up, Atlas locks up with him - “There’s the tie up!” JR shouts. Anarky reaches the Troll, who attempts to catch her charge with his spear. She lunges through the air however, and in mid-flight twists out of it's way. Her thighs land, wrapped around his massive head. With a twist, she Hurricanrana's him, causing his massive frame to completely flip, flailing off to one side and crashing into the floor. The Redcaps finally reach what they were fumbling for. One of the draw it, and the other laughs.. The Item is appearanly some kind of wand, it crackles with glamour. The Troll locked with Atlas struggles to break his grasp, then tries to twist himself free... both to no affect.

Atlas wraps a bear hug like hold around the heel troll. He quickly slides behing the heel with his arms still around the waist. Then he locks the hold on tight and snaps him back for a release german suplex… The Heel troll screams as he's thrown violently backwards. His head and shoulders collide with the unforgiving floor, knocking the sense and wind clean out of him... his body springs like an acordian, flipping backwards to make him land on his face. Were he not just healed, he'd be down... He starts to rise to his feet. Atlas mimicks the Rocks’ “just Bring it” with his hand gesture. Anarky rushes her opponent before he can get to his feet fully. Again he attempts to stab her on her approach, and again she sails past his attack, this time landing a solid Spinning-wheel-kick right to the mush. His feet fly from beneath his as he's knocked down, Anarky sailing past into a ground roll.JR Screams "this capaciy crowd is on its feet!" The Redcaps measure the obstacles. The first look to Anarky, but shake their heads when the one without the wand points to the two battling trolls. They laugh, pointing the wand. With a sudden burst of glamour, the wand glows bright, and launches a giant ball of purple fire at Atlas and his opponent. The Ball flies past Atlas, but nails the staggering hammer-troll square in the chest. With a loud explosion, the ball bursts into dome of purple fire and force. The affect hammers into Atlas, not only burning him badly, but sending him sailing backwards into a wooden support beam, breaking the beam. The other troll, not so lucky. He's no longer there at all.
Anarky and her opponent cover their eyes at the nearby explosion, both turning their heads towards the new greatest threat: The Redcap Tag-team.

Atlas, rolls to his feet, turning towards those that just blew away his opponent, and seriously injured him. He looks with astonishment to the Recaps, but raises his hand again in the Rock’s Gesture. Meanwhile JR screams “Someone Ring the Damn Bell!” The Redcaps watch in horror as their wand and armor dissapear, leaving them in but breeches and boots. The wand appears in Atlas' hand, and the Armor at his feet. Anarky laughs at this, taking advantage of the Troll who'd turned his back on her to head to the Redcaps. With an impressive leap, she lands a square Missle Dropkick into his back - causing him to stumble forward directly into the Redcaps. The Redcaps, in an appearant frenzy, lunge upon him, attempting to use their greates weapons - their teeth - to devour him. He screams as his Spear is lodged into one of their sternums... none the less, the aliance is broken, and the three are locked into a deathstruggle.



Atlas spins in a complete circle, eyes scanning for the robed one, and mumbling to himself. Anarky shrugs, looking at the hole with a downed Satyr in it... to the blast marks on the wall where the hammer troll was... to the broken support beam that Atlas flew through Her eyes follow the beam up. She curses, narrowing her eyes. The Troll battles valiantly with the two Redcaps, though one has now completely removed most of his left shoulder. With one hand, he has the top half of his spear like a knife, ramming it repeatedly into a Redcaps' skull. Atlas keeps mumbling as he's lookin around. Anarky notions to Atlas to look into a section of the Rafters. He does so. The Robed figure is positively swirling with energy... though the energy has a dark tint to it. It raises it's fully wrapped arms forward, and the energy begins to take shape. (behold the power of cheese, the Time domain. Setting up multiple cantrips to go off at a scheduled time, so many rounds/minutes in the future)

Atlas grins, then starts to say what he was mumbling before at a louder tone "you want my couch! mutha fucka! I want your mo fuckin brain!" His eyes hide the fact that he’s using his fae-sight do discern exactly what is being casted from the Robed figure. As he finishes, the Robed one launches his magic… but suddenly realizes that Atlas had used Elder Form ON the cantrips.
The Robed figure is positively stunned as it's cantrips are turned to harmless Cards, the fluttering through the air. Though he'd not even had time to perform his current manuever, which finally goes off. Holding out it's outsretched hand, it now holds both the Wand and the KendoStick.
JR screams, "he's running away with the title!" Anarky curses, and does her taunt. She does the slow cut throat motion, which was obviously a bunk. She propells her self forward with Hopscotch, leaping through the air, and landing next to the Robed figure on the Rafters. Meanwhile one Redcap lay dead with a broken spear jamming from it's skull, while the other just tore the throat out of the Troll... and now stalks aggresively forward, blood caking it's whole body.


Atlas smiles at the light kendo stick in the prolly weak lil wizards arms. He flexes like HHH about to spit and JR yells "Its the cerebral assassin!" and the kendo turned into a 30 lbs sledgehammer.
The Robe is thrown COMPLETELY off balance, right as it was preparing to cast God-knows what kind of cantrip on Anarchy. Instead, it's jerked downwards, trying to hold a grip on the Sledgehammer, and simultaneously attempting not to fall. Anarky has other plans, however. She Dives to one side, clutching a support beam, and using it to 619 directly into the side of the Wizard. Slamming hard into his side, he's sent flying through the air towards the ground - JR and the wand falling in different paths. Meanwhile, the Redcap charges Atlas visciously.


Atlas cashes in his HHH bunk and casts Quicksilver again. In a blur he catches the RC with a drop toe hold. He rolls over on the RC to his head and lifts him up by hair, points and say "YOU!”
The Redcap is hoisted into the Suplex position, and is held there momentarily. JR screams “THE BRUISIN! THE BRUSIN!” (the name of this finisher), and is suddenly slammed into the earth with a meaty THUD. The wand lands on the earth across the barn, and the Wizard lands with a violent crunch. He lays there, attempting to realize where he is... but Anarky again has other plans. She motions for the Shooting Star Press. The Redcap is indeed crushed into teh floor, his life seeping away from him rapidly. Anarky doesn't look hesitant at all... she sizes the manuever, and goes for it. As she sails off of the rafters, performing TWO backflips in mid air, thanks to the distance between her and the robed one. With a violent, ungodly impact she slams into his already broken body - her both her arms and legs seeming to be crushed by the devistating fall! Dust fills the air from the near-fatal manuever... both her and the Robed one lay in a heap on the ground.

Atlas walks over to the robed one and Anarky chanting "Holy Shit. Holy Shit. Holy Shit. Holy Shit!", apparently concentrating as he says it over and over again. The two lay in a mess of a heap, niether moving. He kneels next to Anarky, still silently chanting. As he does so, he casts another healing cantrip - which flows over Anarky and himself.


Anarky stirs, eyes fluttering open. She slowly lifts her self to a kneeling position. Coughing, she smiles at him - dried blood on her face. "good... good fight." She manages.
Atlas smiles "yeah, that was one hell of a bump"

Suddenly The Rabbit runs in excitedly. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! That was... that was UNBELIEVABLE!!! That was... INCREDIBLE!!"

Anarky stands slowly, dusting herself off. She turns to the Rabbit. "We pass your test?"

Atlas stands, sticking JR in a loop of his belt. “if not, then it really was a pooka challenge”

From behind them, a Raspy voice hisses "NOT QUITE ENOUGH FOOLS!!" The Robe figure rises behind them, charging it's cloth covered hands with magic. Atlas takes the glowin hands and puts him into a lock up. He holds up his hand pointing to the air.Then the massive wrestler puts him up Last Ride style and as he pulls him down, Anarky takes flight and pulls down his neck for a stunner and the powerbomb follows through. The Robed figure is shattered once more into the earth floor... this time, with no hope of survival. It lays limp, a pile of rags twisted and contorted at the neck.

Anarky gets up, holding her shoulder. "ouch..." Then looks down at the shattered robe and laughs. She smiles a wide smile at Atlas, eyes sparkling. She extends her hand.
Atlas laughs and takes her forearm with a firm shake, smiling as well.

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