Everyone receives a letter.

 

Dear Contestant,

You have been accepted to compete in this year’s Omni verse Grand Tournament!

The victor will be titled strongest fighter in existence and will gain a power that none has ever had. The battles will be completely random, the winners of each match will be moved up to the next round and the matches will be randomized once more. This sequence will continue till the end of the tournament. Everyone will stay one our ground and sleep in dorms that will hold four people each. Later in the tournament you will be moved to more isolated dorms once others are sent to the loser’s brackets. The losers of each match will battle in a sub-tournament to reinsure who is the greatest. Everyone should be able to face everyone in this tournament. If you feel that you have not fought everyone by the end of this tournament, please speak to the tournament host and referee, Elite.

Rules:

1)   Stay in the ring

2)   If you are down for longer than the count of ten you loose

3)   No battling outside of the arena

4)   If a battle ends in a draw, I will test your stamina other ways

5)   Don’t piss me off

 

Round 1:

 

 Neena Mors (Yuffie Kisaragi) VS. Silver Kuroi (silver3drago)

 ‘Yuka’ Aya Shikuria (sodom)  VS. Jason Halfblood (baylaust)

 Anthony 'Ace' Stark (William) VS. Daxam (Daxam XXI)

Gexln (Gexln)                          VS. Vergil (iamkingdomhearts1000) 

Dorm A ^                                        Dorm B^

 

Sign Ups Are Still Open>

 

http://kh13.com/forum/topic/45671-tournament-re-do-sign-ups/ 

"I don't wish for wings of white. I wish for fire burning a blazing red." Managing to say this to them before they left he looked at his feet with uncertainty  "Fire to keep the wings away from gracing something as immortal as they. To keep life leaking from something so dead for my own creation shall be my undoing." The words echoed in his head before he sighed while sticking the small object in his back pocket once again. "I guess looking at Yuka wouldn't be bad." Maybe he wouldn't annoy her as much now.

(Stalker ¬_¬ )

 

Yuka layed awake in silence, looking at the door. The outside pain was gone, but the internal pain was still there.

What would they do now to her? She lost...does that mean that they would kick her out of the game? Or maybe they would end up killing her even!

Yuka gave a sigh. The embarrassment still burned, making that guilty feeling as if there is a huge gap in your second and making that feeling your entire face is burning and start burning up. This is what embarrassment felt like for Yuka.

She just lost a fight in front of everyone! Her reputation was ruined. Neena even saw her terribly deformed Star of David left eye! This was terrible. What was she going to do now?!

Thinking about this, Yuka was more pushing herself then resting.

Vergil could slightly tell that his opponent was making his way to the arena by somehow sensing his presence using Vergil's Demonic powers.

(This fight isn't going by slow. It's not going by at all.)

(Next time i get a chance, im going to talk to silver about not posting)

Garry noded and have a small bow. "Yes. How rude of me. My name is Garry."Garry says. He had one rose left,and that was saved for Daxam. Garry looked at Jason. "i was impressed by you and Daxam's match. It was truely a battle of wills at one point. I have never seen fighting styles like that before either."Garry says. His blue rose seemed to glim slightly. Ten petals,ten lives. Ten chances to return home with Ib and eat chocolate once more. Garry rubbed the back of his head. "Please do forgive me if I woke you up. I really don't know how long I'll last in this tornument. So I wanted to make sure all of the roses were delivered before I was sent home. This is my first time fighting using a weapon,considering I've only been fist fights. But,the prize is worth it,right? Haha...!"Garry says. He was a very go-happy guy that was serious when he needed to. But when it came to Ib,or his rose. He could be the most serious person in the room. He cared alot for Ib,and the rose too,afterall,thats his lifeline! Garry gave a bow. "I am going to deliver the last rose to Daxam. If you wish to accompine me,I'll be more than honored. I promise to not be annoying."

Jason looked at Garry, taking in what he could see. He speaks formally, perhaps from a formal background, or at least raised to be civilized. He doesn't seem like the fighting type, but if he's in this tournament, then he must have some strength hidden away within him. Enough to be considered a competitor. He clearly has a thing for roses, though I think more than just for how they look. He has a rose on him, which glowed for a split second. So roses must have a special connection with him, or at least, that one in particular. What it means... can't say.

 

"Don't worry about waking me, it's okay. And as for Daxam... sure, I'll come with you. Doesn't hurt to get to know at least one person here."

Garry heard his answer and smiled. "Wonderful! Let us get going then. The next fight will be starting soon,so he might be at the arena. So let us go our way."Garry says. The two then turned and walked down the hallway towards the arena. He held the last rose for Daxam. He looked down at it and spun it a bit to look around it. "(This rose reminds me of the color of the Hall of Liars. Where the posinous gas was under the bricks...and the Ladies in the wall,and the Mannequins,and of course how could we ever forget those disturbing dolls that come from the very pits of hell itself such as if Satan himself designed them and invited me into the room for tea of blood and human brain cookies...)"Garry though. It was obvious that the hell he and Ib went through the Museum pretty much left him scarred and his sanity questioned to ever return to normal. He shook his head out of the thought. "(My sanityy shall never be the same~)"Garry thinks. He then looked over to Jason for a bit. It was a somewhat quiet walk to the arena. So he thought to stir up a bit of conversation. "So,Jason. What is your reason for entering such competition? Anything special planned with the prize?"Garry asks,in hopes of starting a conversation,somewhat.

Jason crossed his arms while walking, trying to figure out how to answer the question. Why he came? Honestly, because he was invited, there wasn't much more to it. But as for Garry's other question... "What will I do with the prize...?" Jason looked at Garry through his hood. "Absolutely nothing. Or if I can, make sure it doesn't exist anymore." Jason looked ahead. "There are a lot of shady people here. From groups I know have bad histories, and people I've never met. If this prize is everything it's made out to be, I can't risk it falling into the wrong hands or getting misused by anyone. And there's only one person in this place that I can fully trust to not abuse, or even use, that power." Jason turned his head back to Garry. "Me."

 

"And you? What would you do with it...?"

(I'm under the assumption that silver is waiting for you, Zephyr, to start the fight. It is implied in his post that he is in the arena, ready to fight.)

(I agree with Yuffie)

(Pretty much what Yuffie said, yes. Even then, I'll post again for the sake of trying to make everyone happy.)

 

Silver was now in the arena proper, waiting. He looked about the place, realizing it was was hotter here then it was in the stands.

"Yeesh..." He grumbled, fidgeting as he attempted to become comfortable, "Who was my opponent, again..? Vergil..?" Silver muttered, looking around for where his opponent might be.

"It's too hot.." Silver complained, pinching at his clothes, "Kinda miss my old Organization clothes...somehow it kept me both cool and warm."

"........" Vergil mearly remained silent upon now both seeing who he guessed and was right would be his opponent Silver in their upcoming match in turn at the arena of which the pair of them are already at obviously.

Edited January 5, 201312 yr by Iamkingdomhearts1000

Garry listened to Jason and then looked up as he was asked the same question. "Hm. What would I do with it? Well. It would be a bit complicated but..."Garry says. He remembered the museum. "I would use it to destroy the museum. Not the actual thing,but,the other realm of it. Where me and Ib got trapped in. That realm is dangerous. Kids and adults falling into it,being killed and devoured by the inhabitants. Only for them to be replaced in realife by the inhabitants themselves,that wish to become human like us. Ending peiople's lives so quick. Me and Ib were lucky to escape with our lives. Yet so many are still falling,and I can't just enter that accursed world whenever someone falls into it. I would use the power to seal that world once and for all. Afterwards maybe I would use it for something more peaceful,like,building a tree house for Ib,or grow that rose garden she always wanted. She wants yellow,blue and red ones to remind of the Journey. But I would also use the power to have her forget about the journey to begin with. Her sanity was questioned so many times,it's not good for a little girl to grow up with that kind of terrible memories."Garry says as he smiled and played with the rose. He looked up at Jason. "After using the prize for all I need,I guess I would hide it away and maybe give it to Ib when she's responsible enough to use it. She would use it very well,she's very mature for her age."Garry says as he smiled and looked foward as he counted the petals on his rose,making sure that tehre were 10 of them.

Elite anounce to everyone the beginning of the match "BEGIN!"

Silver looked to Vergil, seeing he was finally there. Elite declared the battle was to start then, and Silver sighed.

"Sorry, whoever you are." Silver muttered, holding out his hands. In one hand, dark electricity flared, and Oblivion appeared. In the other, a blinding white light flashed, and Oathkeeper followed suit.

Silver lowered his weapons to his sides, looking at his opponent, "It's been awhile- but I can still fight."

(But we love Stalkers Sodom.) Taking his chances the devious clone started walking back to his Dorm silently thinking what to do. 'I just made my point through to a few people. Oh boy let's see if I can make Yuka like me-' face palming he realized he was blushing slightly. Damn Tony for being such a perv. Damn himself for getting that unforunate trait. It was alright before but well he was ready to get slapped a crossed the face. 'Bet Yuka has a mean slap.' Musing to himself he stopped outside of her door. "So how'd dearest do in her fight?" Try not to think perv'd thoughts Ace. Okay he was doomed.

'Shut the h**l up Ace!' Yuka's first thought, grabbing one of her own blankets to cloak herself with as she carefully walked over to the door and opened it up.

She looked terrible, her dress was ripped at the bottom and she had scars of burns on her arms.

"What do you want? I lost by the way. Where were you?" she asked, almost seeming concerned about him, even though she didn't care at all.

His face twisted into something along the lines of amusement and curiosity. "First one well damn I thought I'd get a chance to see ya. Second one well I proved a point and Nobodies absolutely hate me." Grabbing one of her arms he looked at silently counting the injuries. "We'll lucky lucky you dear I think I can rid of these. Don't tell me no either because I won't take it." Sticking his other hand in his front left pocket he pulled out a small flat jar filled with a creamy blue paste that smelled similar to mint. "Burns are a very common injury so how beat up did you get since obviously I can't see te rest with the blanket." Shit perv thoughts. Bad place for it.(We got a new pairing Sodom even if it has to be one sided. -hint hint-)

(*sigh*)

 

"Let go of me you pervert." Yuka snapped, yanking her arm away from Ace.

"Joshua...that little boy already healed me, most of my external injuries are gone. I got into an explotion. I'm not letting you touch me in any sort of way unless you want to be shot." she said, dead serious.

(That's a creepy pairing)

 

'You almost failed. Pitiful girl, let us take this tournament for you. In round one, you managed to get this wounded. You're weak! We know what you want, let us get it for you.' a voice spoke to Neena in her head. She awoke with a start. Breathing heavily, Neena checked her reflection in the wall mirror across from her bed. Her eyes blinked yellow before returning to purple. "Neana." Neena said in a horrified whisper. She clutched her pendant, which held her light and darkness. She unclutched it and threw it to the side. She did not want to have another nightmare, or have a chance of Neana taking her over. She looked over her wounds. Silver's cure spell had done its job well. Her bullet wound was almost completely healed, the stab wound had scabbed over, and the burns had subsided. Most of the pain and soreness was gone too. She figured that was enough sleep for now.

Looking at her with a soft smile he looked not like the rich boy they'd seen so far but a somewhat kind but bashed up teenager. "Sorry I thought you had just a little more sense. I'm not that bad dearest." One hand rested on his hip while the other still held the paste to his side. "I thought getting hit by Widow was bad but you beat the marvelous Russian Assin by a mile." Still he kept the smile before tossing her the paste. "Think you'll be wanting it more than I." Casually walking away he was going enjoy messing with her later on. 'I'll have to see the reaction to giving her a peck on the cheek.' Experimenting was his thing even if this was going to hurt.

(It's not that bad. Cassidy/Issac is worse because she's thirteen Issac is thirtyfour.)

(William's right about that. Can't wait to see an actual Ace vs Yuka fight now).

 

~Joshua~

I glanced at Silver during the battle. "Are those what they call Keyblades? How strange..." I muttered as I wondered why they were so special and why so many had them. "Maybe I'll find out in the battle..." I mumbled with a sigh. (I wonder how Yuka's doing. I hope she's doing all right now that she's healed). I thought to myself. My eyes darted around the Tournament area. (Garry"s out of sight and Yuka should be sleeping. I don't know Ace very well and so...) I continued thinking irritatingly now. (...I'm a bit of a loner now....)

(this will be interesting...)

 

Yuka held the container in her hands, then shutting her door. 

"God I hate that boy..." she sighed, sitting on her bed and putting the container in her bag. 

She layed on her side again, soon drifting into a silent sleep. 

Grinning to himself he walked into the stands instantly spotting Joshua. Being his usually smartass self he walked behind the younger boy before giving him a pat on the back. "You look like your about to scream with that look so what's bothering you so earlier? Don't see much reason for you to b so iterated yet." Pondering it for a second his smile turned onto a sky one. "If your wondering about the sweet heart she's fine almost got myself slapped for checking." That and being perv'd right then probably didn't help him either.(It'll be a nice little bit to add.)

~Joshua~

I nearly jumped as I felt a small pat. I wasn't exactly fond of small surprises. "Oh...Ace..." I muttered nervously. (Don't do that again. You're going to make your own blood turn against you if you keep doing that to me). I thought to myself and looked up at Ace. "I don't scream..." I said bluntly (but I jump) I thought to myself in protest. "I'm not really irritated just...wondering..." I continued, (You 'might' irritate me though...) I thought in protest again. I chuckled a bit at the imagining of him being slapped, "Wait-- sweetheart? You mean...Yuka...?"