Chapter 2 / / Welcome to the Show

Valorai zoomed in on the knight who had just ran out of the Training Hall as he pushed aside two others chasing someone else. Without even deciding on it, he saw the small weak spots in his armor, the weakness and strengths of his weapons and his perk. He saw the two knights that had been pushed aside and helped them up. The first one had been wearing a Chaos Cloak, she picked up her weapons and went on her way, while the other nodded his head and walked out as well. Valorai sighed and thought of what he could do now, as he had completely destroyed the practice dummy in the Training Hall three times, not to mention the fact that the dang thing regenerates when you hit it. The Lionheart Honor Blade clattered at his side, a weapon forged in commendation of those who had proved outstanding and worthy of such a weapon, would be used in two days to slaughter other knights. He shivered at the thought, deciding he would give remembrance when he could. He immediately sensed an entity behind him, and saw another contestant. She was wearing Ancient Plate Mail, with two dangerous Shadow weapons by her side. She walked in front of him before disappearing into the hallway like everyone else. So far, he could deduce what everyone's weakness was, the one with the gauntlets easily tires, the one in the Chaos Cloak only has ranged weapons, and the small fellow with the Combustor and Glacius was probably physically inadequate to fight. He saved all of the data for recall later during the fight, and only until then he realized what he was doing. He promised himself that he would try to make it quick for all of them, as not even he would want a death that was long and dragged out. This was all before he heard multiple explosions echo out of the training hall.

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Selen was impressed. He started using the swords he only realized he had, and already decimated about half of the entire training hall. Flames and ice crystals clung on the walls and floor, the melting ice made the place dangerously slippery. Another thing he realized, he was completely immune to flames and ice as well. As long has he had the Glacius, he was immune to fire. As long as he had the Combustor, he didn't feel a chill. And on top of that, with both swords he's able to send out bursts of ice and fire. He never remembered having those swords , or being immune to fire and ice.
"Wan na spar?" He heard someone say behind him. It was the knight who was as big as his own shield. He had been wearing Vog Cub and had a Volcanic Iron shield as well. A Fearless Rigadoon clung by his side, it's blade held a yellow and orange sheen. He had been quietly stabbing a punching bag in the back, which had myriad holes all over the dummy.
"Uh, sure," Selen answered, and they both walked over to the center of the training hall.

The knight hid behind his shield and had his sword by his side, Selen immediately thought he was going on the defensive, until he charged with both shield and sword pointed at him. Selen struck the shield with his Combustor to no avail, the blow reflected off perfectly. The knight turned around and charged again, in which Selen thought ahead and readied his Combustor charge. The red blade hummed with the energy being radiated, and the moment that the knight passed Selen let loose a blazing pillar of flame.

The knight turned around quickly enough to only get a singe on the back. The knight put his shield to his side and began to fight close, the sounds of their swords echoing throughout the training hall. Without even thinking Selen knew about how to block and parr each attack, swipe left and block up. He was able to see that stab coming and the lunge as well, and even vaulted over him when he shield charged, and struck him in the back with a Glacius.

Selen, having had a moment of glory, hesitated for a moment before he was swept off his feet with a Fearless Rigadoon swipe, landing on his back and losing that moment. His swords clattered to his side and his defenses fell, and his opponent walked over to him and pointed his blade at him.
"Are you going to get up or do I win?" He said, where Selen quickly grabbed both of his swords and readied himself again.

"Why did you let me live? You could have finished me off," Selen asked, in which the knight replied pointedly,
"that would seem a little unfair," He said. It only took a second for the two to notice that Vog and another contestant watching from the side. Vog turned around and walked away, which brought Selen's attention to the three others that were watching as well. He turned and Carter had already entered a battle stance, ready to fight again.

I has just posted the chapter when I realize Deadly had posted, and Ara's character has been put into the story.
(First Paragraph, Second Chapter, Read her Weapon and Armor App)

@Creeper

I am however, going to have a little trouble with your character, since unlimited stamina seems like too overpowered of a perk.
And right after the post where most of the stakes were material goods, most of your stakes are also material stuff as well, and I don't think it would make sense that your weapon would be a stake. I mean, you already have the weapon when you enter the game, so it would make sense that you would lose it anyway if you died, right?

I don't think we need another 'brash and harsh' personality type person, since we already have Don, and he already is a Melee class as well. Sorry man, you're going to have to change it or I won't be able to use it. Otherwise, the spot is free for someone to take.

Sorry about the delay. /:

AGOE Chapter 3 / / The Tiniest Violin

Unhound straightened himself on the bed, but still didn't fit on the dang thing. He was abnormally tall, but it came at the price of not being able to sleep easily on regular style beds. He had trained enough for one day, he decided. He switched off his gauntlets, their deadly spikes safely retracted into the dark metal. Soon, the other contestants began to pour in, each one staying completely silent to each other. There were two in particular that seemed more roughed up than the others, one that seemed a little short for his height and a knight with two swords on either side. As the room fell silent , night fell upon the area like a blanket, the ceiling window poured in a soft, white light from the sliver of a moon in the sky. He stared straight up at the ceiling, and closed his eyes.

. . .

He suddenly woke up at the sound of someone else stepping outside. Unohound immediately thought of dragging him back inside, but instead quietly chased after him. He was the other melee class knight, he assumed. Unohound realized quickly they both were heading towards the skyway, the mysterious golden platform that led to somewhere beyond the horizon. He disappeared for a second behind a corner, and when Unohound turned, he was greeted by a sharp punch in the neck. He fell against the wall, and felt déjà vu all over again. The knight had a steely glare transfixed on Unohound, and the sight of his gauntlets didn't make the situation any worse.
"Uno, why are you following me," He said with words that seemed to ooze venom right out of them
"Why are you randomly walking around in the dead of night?" Unohound spat back, in which the knight's glare softened.
"Can't sleep, thinking too much about the day after tommorow," He said, in which Unohound realized that they were right outside of the Skyway. The knight walked right out, into the glistening night. Unohound promptly followed, in which he then just realized how serene the area was. In the day, there was green for as far as the eye could see, but now the entire world was a silhouette to the dark sky above. The stars hung in the sky like millions of suspended gemstones, each one bearing a unique glitter and color.
"I can't lose this game," The knight said abruptly, clenching hit fist as he looked onto the horizon. Unohound sat down, in order to just get his line of view equal to the knight's.
"Do you have any idea what it feels like to know that people are going to die and you have no power or change in it?" The knight crouched down and stared at the area below them.
"Mmhm," Uno replied sarcastically, in which the other knight's face quickly turned into a harsh glare.
"What? Don't mmhm me, did you really-"
"Mmhm, and here's me playing the world's tiniest violin," Uno said, which only made the knight's glare harsher.
"Did you really think you were special?" Unohound himself had realized his own tone of voice and sat stood upwards.
"Everyone here put up something important to them, everyone has their stakes and their losses, you're no different," Unohound replied calmly. The knight's glare turned back into a calmer expression, and looked back into the horizon.
"Fine," The knight shrugged, clearly having given up on the arguement. He began to walk out, when he stopped and turned at Unohound.
"It's Dom, Dom Tarnish," He said.
"Unohound," Unohound replied appropriately. After Dom had left, it was just him and the stars above. He felt lighter, like a weight had been lifted off his chest.
"Wait a second.." Unohound quickly came to a conclusion that he would have never had thought of if he hadn't heard his name.
Dom Tarnish was the reason why he's dead.

AGOE Chapter Four /-/ Ready..

Vog had suddenly found the spark he was looking for. He had decidedly chosen eight contestants, but however, they were connected by means they would not even remember. That was, until, the event that happened last night. Unohound confronting Dom awoke the memories from his subconscious, and now we have only one part of the chain. The realizations have come faster than expected, which in itself is a rare case. He had only seen this happen only one other time, with the orange kid and whatnot, but to see this happen in a time like this is almost impossible. He made himself invisible and walked through the minds of all of the contestants, such as how when Digger summoned Margel, the undead had been arisen and overwhelmed Carter. The tome that she used was Alicia's, whom she had lost on a way to trade to her boss. When her boss found out she didn't have it he murdered her. And because of the undead rising, squadrons of knights were dispatched to eradicate them, one of those squadrons having Dom and Valorai in it. Dom had found out about the bombings after his squadron of knights had been ambushed by gremlins that had earned the trust of traitorous knights, Valorai being one of the casualties. Dom sought out to kill one of their generals, Unohound, and pummeled him into a wall before being killed himself by the other members. The traitors then began to start murdering other knights as well, and raided small settlements, killing Ara as a result when she decided to settle away from Haven. However, there was that one knight that had eluded all thought. Selen, his name seemed familiar, but brought up absolutely nothing when Vog looked through history. The only thing he could find out was that there was nothing to find out, which to him was crazy.
An anomaly, what were the chances?

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Selen was dreaming, but to him it was more of a nightmare. He walked through a battlefield, the area strewn with bodies and blood everywhere. Then out in the distance, a gigantic figure loomed, electricity soon powering it. It quickly discharged an electric blast the size of a skyscraper, but Selen held steadfast. He raised his Glacius and the wind around him turned blizzard-cold, and lashing the blade outward he created a wall of solid ice. He grabbed his Combustor in time as the electricity shattered the ice, and with a practiced whirl he sent a supernova of a fireball rocketing towards the machine. It exploded in a bright yellow explosion, the debris from the machine fell like meteors onto the surrounding area. He felt the two swords in his hand seer and chill, seeming to draw the energy right out of the world. He gazed at the crater he had left behind, savoring each moment as he watched it burn, until he heard a sound behind him. It was the sound of a flame, a soft crackling that would have only been noticed by trained ears. Standing about ten feet away was a being clad in flame and Vog Cub, his very being radiating heat and distorting the surrounding area.
"I have heard well that you are the bravest of them all," He said pointedly.
"You are not mistaken, I am he, the knight who had taken control of both fire and ice, and had braved the deepest hells for the heck of it," Selen said in a deeper voice then he knows he had.
"That is well then, how about a challenge like no other?" The being offered, stretching his hand outward. Selen felt himself walking towards the outstretched being.
"Make this challenge quick, as I have no time for games," Selen said as he seized the being's hand.
"That is unfortunate then, as the challenge itself, is a game," The being said as Selen's eyes grew wide. He stepped back as a searing column of flame erupted out of the ground where he was standing. He drew both of his swords in time for a wall of blaze to rise out of the area, trapping him in a circle with the being.
"But first, we just need one more contestant," Vog said as he came closer, the flames around him grew hotter.
The flames aren't normal , Selen thought, because with his Glacius he was immune to any heat or fire. Vog was only a yard away from him, but the flames were even closer.
"What is the one thing you hold dearest in existence?" The being asked right out of the blue. Selen let out a short chuckle before the flames collapsed onto him and all went black.
"My legend,"

AGOE Chapter Six / / Go.. or Not?

It’s kind of funny how quickly you can wake up when you realize that you slept in. Selen bolted straight upwards and realized it was morning, and rushed inside to find that everyone else was gone. He searched every room he could find, the Training Hall, the Mess Hall, even the Grand Hall, but not a single soul was left in the area. He sat on the skyway and looked out into the distance, had he just been dreaming the entire thing? Were all of the problems and people he had faced just vanish into thin air? He gazed into the horizon, and was so calmed by it he nearly jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and found Vog kneeling down and staring at him with the most curious look on his face.
“Why are you still here?” He said, asking like he didn’t know the answer himself.
“Why am I?” Selen repeated back, and realized that Vog really was asking him about why he was there. Vog usually had an explanation for everything, being one of the multilevel gods of Cradle, and knew and saw all, but for once he didn’t know about why Selen wasn’t with the others.
“A curious mistake, but easily fixed,” He said, and touched Selen’s forehead as he felt a searing pain burn through his body.
“Good luck, my Knight of Flame and Floe,” He said, as Selen’s vision was obscured by the image of flames and he blacked out into a backdrop of white.

Digger kept on running. It had only been an hour since the fighting began, and someone was already on her trail. She could hear the sound of a fast moving contestant shifting through the trees as she ran, and then without warning she dodged the edge of a Lionheart Honor Blade in time for the tree in her place to be sliced in half. She stopped, aimed, and sent a flurry of gunshots into the dark forest, the sound of some of them landing a hit on whoever was chasing her wasn’t enough for her to let her guard down, so she took out her Sentenza and took a defensive position, as the grass in front of her shook with whoever was inside.

Alicia found moving around the industrial part of the arena easy. She could walk and run on places that nobody else could, and found out that the world was much more entertaining when you could see it from about fifteen different angles. She took out a bomb and threw it out into the distance just to see how far she could throw, and after a couple seconds she saw and heard a loud explosion about twenty yards below her. She sighed and sat on top of the construct she had climbed to get on top of, only seeing until then that there had been a fight in the distance. She saw the light of gunfire and the gleam of a Lionheart Honor Blade in the trees, moving quickly left and right. She had began planning on who she could kill first, when Vog’s words echoed in her head again, “My Walker of Planes,” he had said. It sounded like a title, like he was giving her a name. She couldn’t remember what everyone elses titles were, but she did hear “Murderous Hands,” and also “Honorless Eyes”. Alicia had let her mind wander when she heard a footstep behind her, and without warning she threw a Electron Vortex in the direction of the noise. The figure darted and dodged the bomb easily, but before Alicia could evade and get onto the wall, she felt a Furious Flamberge strike the wall in front of her, and before she could react a figure grabbed the thrown sword and struck her with his shield. Slightly dazed, she tried to focus on the face of the person attacking her, and a chill went up her spine as she recognized his face just fine.
“Hello, Carter,” She said, as Carter wiped the dust off of his Vog cub set, giving her a steely look.

Ara had already recognized the idea behind the arena. It was divided into three sections, forest, industrial, and graveyard, all with different landscaping and features. The graveyard had pitfalls and traps, the forest contained myriad hiding spots, and the industrial area had many different kinds of architecture and battle grounds. She ran towards the graveyard area as soon as the game started, the green grass under her feet turning into a sickly shade of blue-gray. She narrowly avoided a pitfall, the fake overlay turning into a fifty foot drop onto a number of punji sticks. She finally found what she was looking for, a small catacomb with an opening on the side. She liked an area like this, she would be much less likely to encounter someone, especially in such a dreary space. All of these thoughts were destroyed, however, when in a bright flash of the sky, red and blue light collided and a streaking bolt of white light shone onto an area a number of meters away from her. And from the light floated down a knight, the other contestant who Vog had said had been a little late. Ara unsheathed her Gran Faust and readied herself, because she wasn’t sure if she was ready to kill someone this early in the game.

Here you guys go. Sorry about the huge delay, snow and stuff.

I should have gotten that Skolver Coat for my computer. >_>

AGOE Chapter Seven / / Yea, Go. I Think So..

Alicia had definitely had enough of this. If it wasn’t for the fact that Carter was completely encompassed by his shield, he could also charge at her and stay completely invulnerable. If the two things weren’t bad enough, he had that Furious Flamberge that was quicker than Alicia could follow, and he could throw it with dead-on accuracy. She had already been stabbed in the arm and leg, but she could tell Carter had been beginning to tire out as well, his attacks having slowed over time. She soon saw her opening, and threw a Dark Briar Barrage when he let his shield fall for a second, and prepared for the impact, covering her eyes. The muffled roar of the Snarbolax made her keep her eyes covered for a few more seconds, until, having heard no sound, took her arms off of her face. She was immediately greeted with Carter’s Furious Flamberge pointed directly between her eyes, the knight having multiple barbs embedded on the side of his face.
“What are you waiting for?” She said, and scowled away from Carter as he lowered his sword and took a step back, to her surprise.
“Do you want to lose?” He said, stopping in place and raising his sword again. Alicia felt the world stop for a second, after realizing that Carter had just let her have another moment to live again, after all the fighting they had caused. This had all abruptly ended, as in the next instant a bullet, fired from a Sentenza, made the entire moment disappear, as the bullet found it’s way through the single weak spot in her demo helmet.

Digger sighed, as she had missed her main target. Carter had moved at the last second, but in place she had gotten Alicia in a single shot. Carter dashed over away from the edge and disappeared from view, clearly having seen where she was. Valorai had fled when Digger’s pendent took it’s effect, having given her the extra wind for the last hit, spraying needles into his chest. Digger had just taken her first breath of relaxation when she heard the sound of trees falling apart in a different part of the forest. She was about to move towards it when a circle of blaze enveloped her, the flames swirling into a humanoid form and Vog appearing in place. She took a step backward and realized what she was seeing.
“Congratulations on first blood, Digger,” Vog said with absolutely no emotion. Through his armor, it was hard to tell what kind of expression he had.
“You can either have an upgraded pendent, an upgraded weapon, or an enemy locator,” Vog offered her, giving her mental images of what she would have.
“I’ll take the weapon, please,” Digger said, and Vog disappeared in a puff of smoke. In his place was a gun, it’s tip embedded into the ground. Digger’s eyes grew wide as she realized what she was looking at, a prototype Shadowfrost Sniper Rifle. They weren’t even supposed to exist yet, but yet there one was. She grabbed it by the handle and pulled it from the ground and hoisted it over her shoulder, and realized it would make for one heck of a clubbing weapon too. She didn’t need an enemy tracker, she already knew who she was going to kill next.
And with her luck, he and his Radiant Silvermail self had high-tailed it to the graveyard.

Sorry. =_= Stupid mistake.

Anyway. Have some of these dirty pics I found.

http://naturesabundance.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/earth.jpg

http://selectsg.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/FillDirt_160203017.21...

http://abcnews.go.com/images/Entertainment/gty_stock_dirt_in_hands_thg_1...

So uh yeah. :l Sorry Phantom, yes, Alicia's dead.

But to make you feel better, I found a man eating chicken.

http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/z/senior-man-eating-fried-chicken-leg-29522...

Chapter Eight / / Carter is Officially the Shortest Character in the Story

Selen woke up with a start. Again. He was a little sick of waking up for no reason and missing all of the fun. He was laid against a wall, in an industrial themed area. He sighed and coughed, not realizing how dusty the air is.
“About time,” He heard a familiar voice say. He jumped a few feet backwards and drew both of his swords, and saw Carter with his sword struck in the ground, leaning against it like he was waiting for him to wake up.
“How long was I out?” Selen said as Carter picked up his Furious Flamberge, sheathing it while Selen kept on staring at it.
“About five hours, did you know that you talk and drool in your sleep?” Carter said, chuckling slightly. Selen did not appreciate the humor, and drew both of his swords. In a flash, Carter had already drew his and swept Selen off his feet and pointed his Flamberge at his throat. Selen waited a few seconds, and then Carter stepped away, sheathing his Flamberge with a steely look in his eyes. There was a moment of silence before Carter made a move, and walked outside into the blinding light. Selen gazed at where Carter stood, and followed him to the doorway. He picked up his swords and watched as the view took his breath away.

If it wasn’t for the fact it was a deathmatch and we were trying to kill each other, this would make for a killer vacation spot for Veteran Knights. The arena was split into three parts, and from what Selen could tell, there was a fight going on in the Graveyard areas, with small flashes of light coming from the corner of his view. On the right, the Forest area had a small clearing, where upon closer inspection was really a bunch of trees that had fallen due to another force. Carter stared at a small figure running towards the Graveyard, with an oversized sniper rifle over her shoulder. His face looked like he was trying to make her spontaneously combust. Selen realized that Carter’s grip on his sword was tightening, and in a quick movement, Carter disappeared in the doorway. Selen quickly looked down to see that he had ridden his shield straight down, landing onto an unsuspecting bush with generally no sound at all. Selen realized he needed to be going, the sounds of battle echoed from the woods and the graveyard, because whoever was fighting definetly wasn’t going to wait for him.