| The channels to get signed up for the tournament run through the trix Shadowlands. Much akin to the setup of the unarmed tournament earlier this month, the rules are somewhat different and what little 'rules' that exist were explained within it. The contestants are signed up through the 'trix and no initial location is given for the first fight. Instead they are notified that they will be sent a GPS location within the Warrens, a time to be there, and an opponent.
Early on a Saturday morning, the respective communits of Malamute and Repo go off. The text comes from the 'Conductor' and provies everything that was promised: A GPS location, a picture of the opponent, and a time to be there. Against the current time, it only gives the two 20 minutes to arrive there. If punched into a mapsoft or simple trix search, the GPS location is within a derelict building in the Warrens. The old K-Mart building, a relic from an era past, that is little more than a shell of it's former self that houses a community of squatters and worse.
Repo Gets news that his opponant will be in the building hes already in. Wearing his full Vinyl outfit, rebreather, and goggles, pulls out his vibro knife, and finds a good spot to watch as people enter.
Malamute can be seen leaning against one of the cracked, dirty walls. It's just about as dirty as any other spot in the building. She's dressed in her greatcoat, with an armoured vest, rough-looking leather clothing, and fullsuit underneath. Oddly, she doesn't seem to be wielding anything. The woman peers around the room, smiling when she notices someone that appears to be her apponent. Raising one hand she'd call out, "Ey there!"
Repo raises his hand in greeting, and says "Nice to meet you."
"Agreed, man. Now.." The woman seems to contemplate something, and then flashes her teeth. In her mouth are some rather dangerous-looking metallic fangs. "I assume you can see these easy, yeah? Well, I wanna work somethin' out first." She explains as she walks up. Her posture shifts a bit and she places on hand into her pants pocket. "I'm not going to lie about my weapons, but I wanna know if you'd rather have it go honor style, or a mystery?"
As the contestants arrive— there is a local broadcast channel that is opened up for betting. Right now it looks like there are even odds, 1:1. At the very top of the channel is a marque that scrolls text saying the following: Criticalfault's Fixing services - For when you need just the right item to put the Fault right in your opponents Critical!
Given the iconic and audial nature of the dystopian future, a little icon also speaks it to those with ear buds (or speakers) in a multitude of languages.
«Plot» AdamLOG says, "Environmental Effects: A Player may utilize the enviroment's many shelves, rafters, walls, hobos, etc to gain an 'Advantage' bonus as described in the books. This requires a Complex Action and exists until the opponent spends a Complex Action to neutralize it (by gaining the advantage themselves or removing it). This does not stack, so the most you can ever have is the -1 TN as described in SR3. You can not both have the 'Advantage' at the same time, think 'Reach' for Environmental manipulation."
Repo nods his head and says "Well Its generally easier knowing over not knowing. You can see what I am using."
Mal nods and holds up both hands, keeping them a little ways from herself and her opponent. "Y'ain't gonna call bull if I show ya, yeah?" Hesitating slightly, and then letting what -should- be fingernails retract back. Sharp claws extend out, likely razor sharp from the way they're shaped. Both hands seem to be equipped with them.
Repo 's gaze focuses on the hands, and says "Then I hope you don't mind if we don't shake hands. Those are some nasty mods you have there. Well I'm ready when you are."
The woman cracks a grin, and then bursts into a laugh. "Sure thing, man!" She takes a quick look around the room and then steps back, looking for a clear spot to stand in. "How 'bout over here?"
Repo nods and moves to the opening carefully, jsut incase there are any shinanagans.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Initiative with a result of 15.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Initiative with a result of 9.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Edged Weapons + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 4:
4 4 4 4 4 5 11 14 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4 for "To dodge":
1 3 4 4 5 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Cyber-Implant Combat vs TN 4 for "Counter attacking":
2 2 2 3 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Cyber-Implant Combat - 1 vs TN 4 for "Counter attacking KP1":
1 4 5 8 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) has the Armor Rating Impact with the value '0 (8)'.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Body vs TN 2 for "Soak":
1 1 2 3 3 4 = 4 Successes
Repo Moves in to take a swipe at MAlamute. After years of dealing with cybered fighers, he avoids the strikes from Mal, but cannot land a solid blow.
Mal hops back, attempting to strike Repo as he comes in close. Her arm wiffs by, leaving an opening for her to be hit. She rolls with the strike though, letting the knife glance off of her.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Cyber-Implant Combat + Combat Pool: 3 vs TN 4:
1 3 4 4 5 5 7 10 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Cyber-Implant Combat + Combat Pool: 3 - 6 vs TN 4 for "KP2":
3 7 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) has the Attribute Strength with the value '4 (8)'.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Edged Weapons + Combat Pool: 4 vs TN 4:
1 1 2 3 4 5 5 14 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Edged Weapons + Combat Pool: 4 - 4 vs TN 4 for "KP1":
2 2 2 9 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Body vs TN 5:
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 5 5 14 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Body - 3 vs TN 5 for "KP2":
1 2 2 3 4 5 8 = 2 Successes
The woman kicks off and launches herself towards the man. Her movements are swift and she feints to the right, maneuvering past Repo's next swing before her clawed hand comes up to rake against his form.
Repo Tries to manuver as Mal launches his way, but zigs when he should have zaged, and takes a claw to the gut. The blood quickly stops flowing, and he mutters something about "being too old."
Repo glances around and finds toppled pile of debris to get some highground a few feet back from where he just got hit.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Initiative:
1
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Initiative with a result of 11.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Initiative with a result of 10.
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Malamute (#1086) rolls Cyber-Implant Combat + Combat Pool: 5 vs TN 4:
1 3 4 4 4 5 9 9 9 9 = 8 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Edged Weapons vs TN 5 for "4+2 wounds-1 ground":
1 3 7 9 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Body + Combat Pool: 8 vs TN 9:
1 1 1 1 2 2 2 3 3 4 4 4 4 5 5 5 5 5 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Body + Combat Pool: 8 vs TN 9 for "kp:3":
1 1 1 1 2 2 3 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 5 7 7 17 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[TRUE]» Repo (#9717) rolls Body vs TN 11:
2 2 2 3 5 5 8 9 9 11 = 1 Success
Malamute keeps the heat on, pressing forwards despite the man moving to higher ground. She puts a lot of force on her swings and grunts a little, feeling it in her arm as she rather vicously claws the man.
Repo loses his footing a bit, and barely has time to react to the attack coming his way. The claws cut fairly deep into his reinforced body.
Repo drops his knife and says "I forfeit. I can keep taking it, but its obvious who will win this."
Osama raises an eyebrow. He assumes there was a lot… of subtly in this match.
There's a deep breath as the woman readies herself, whether it be for another attack or to dodge. But when the man drops his knife she takes a few steps back and looks him in the eyes. "Alright, man, I accept your surrender. It was a good match." She seems slightly on edge, and her tail twitches back and forth just slightly. Her claws are still extended.
As Repo throws in the white flag, there is a waiting period to make sure that this is not some feint. The betting channel closes and fund are transfered for those that won.
To the victor, simply another text: Congradulations. You proceed to the next round.
Repo offers his hand as in to sake and loudly says for the spectators "I have withdrawn, she is moving on." then to Mal quieter "It is time this old man steps down from this life once again. Thank you for the match. Be wary of those using flashbangs.
Malamute's claws retract into her fingers, and the metal panels slide over the openings, once again looking like chewed-down, painted fingernails. She grins towards Repo, then looks to the crowd, "Arright, bitches, give it up for this man! Lets hear some NOISE!" Malamute pumps one fist up into the air. Afterwords, she asks the man in a quiet tone as well, "Flash bangs? That's.. kind of gimp. I'll make sure t'wear something special for the next matches."
Repo pulls off his rebreather, and goggles, revealing an old man (40's), picks up his butterfly vibro knife, folds it up and smiles at her as he walks off.
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