Cael Vs Mekiel Vs Patrick (Class 1 : Round 3)

[Kevala Katashi]

OOC: Round Three. Rules will be explained IC wise, but OOC rules are as follows.

• Post your stats and injuries in your first posts please. Just like last time. Everything carried over from your two previous fights.
  
  
• Use whatever means necessary to accomplish the goal.
  
  
• I will post for Kevala every evening, so if you have not posted by then you will be skipped, which could lead to you losing in the long run, so try and stay on top of things. If you cannot, for whatever reason, then IM me or PM me and let me know.
  
  
• Can only be one winner, so I will determine this based on Kevala logic. So keep that in mind when playing this little game.
  
  
• Rewards are +5 EXP to all participants and the winner will get a prize as determined by me based upon his participation throughout the entire class ( all three rounds )
  
  
• Fight begins today 6/3/2012 and will end on 6/17/2012

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She was rather pleased with herself. This little set up...well it was going to be fun. On one end of the room was a pen, yes...a pen. One that was completed out of boards and that had no gate. On the floor, some form of oil, causing the entire floor to be rather slick.

On the other end of the room....another pen, only this one held five little piglets. Ones that Kevala thought were so damn cute. Now, these little guys too were covered in oil. Rules of the game, quite simple.

"Alright boys...Here is how it is going to work. Carmine is going to release my little piglet friends, who, by the way, are wild as all hell. Your task? To catch as many as possible and put them in the pen on the other end of the room. You each start off at the center...and it is every man for himself. Whoever gets the most wins...If nobody gets any...well then I get to decide who wins....If you don't try...I get bored and bad things happen. Easy? Easy."

She would then hold up her whistle, having bought one just for this, and blow it.....With that, Carmine would open up the gate, shooing the squealing little pink piggies out into the room where they held way better traction than their foes would. Hooves...sometimes they were awesome.

What was the lesson here?

Simple......

"Have fun."

OOC: Alright so two little piglets have run off to the right into the corner....One down the center, straight at you... and two to the left against the wall but not cornered........All of them still at the same end of the room as the pen they came from. I will be posting each round, for the pigs. So yeah...after your posts, wait for me so I can tell you what is going on.

[thekid]

[OoC: Stats:
Strength: 35
Dexterity: 25
Constitution: 30
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 25

Injuries: Numerous cuts along left knuckles, and right knee and shin. Soreness in those areas as well.]

During my one hour of rest, I figured it'd be a good idea to remove my "hair-tie" and use it to clean up my leg and hand. I'd let my hair down, and used the torn up shirt to clean off the blood and take out any glass that had remained in my leg. I'd then use about 3/4s of the thread to tie around my leg as a precaution, and to stop the bleeding, and I'd used the remaining thread to tie around my left hand. I wasn't going to let the soreness get the better of me, but that was pretty much all I could do to help myself right now. That was slightly discouraging, considering I'd end up having to fight not only Patrick in this next round, but some other guy, too.

I walked out into the oil covered floor and frowned. So much of these rounds were reminiscent of that hell right behind #552, and I wasn't enjoying it.

And then I found out what the task was.

For srs?

It was simple enough, I suppose. My shoes weren't slip resistant, so it'd be a little bit of a pain, but they weren't so bad I'd glide across the floor. And given my size, I figured I'd have a bit of an advantage here.

I didn't go for the piglet in front of us, because we'd have to fight over that one. So, I went over to the right corner. The two there kind of, well, went into a corner, and so I wouldn't have to chase them. I'd reach for one of the two and try to get my arms around his center and heave him up. Regardless of whether he was covered in oil, he wouldn't slip out because his legs were in the way. And if I caught him, I'd walk him on over to the other pen.

[Cael Seran]

Strength: 17
Dexterity: 11
Constitution: 15
Intelligence: 8
Wisdom: 15
Charisma: 11

Injuries:

• Bruised Ribs and Sternum
  
• Bruised Shins
  
• Split/Bloodied Lip
  
• Bloodied forehead.
  
  
• Will update from last fight later.

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As far as rests went Cael was rather restless, he didn't relax well when knowing a potential challenge was on the horizen. On the way to the room he nestled in the corner near the door listening to Kevala, only half-heartedly. Mostly however sizing up his competition assuming that he'd have to find a weakness to him. Big ass brute probably slow or dim witted. Regardless it'd be fun to test the boundaries of his foe.

Cael would step up moving next to the brute as he noted the piglets looking his eyes over the gate as it parted releasing the pigs at them. the first charging at him whilst the other four split off. Dropping his boot into the slick oiled ground he'd force the bile to lurch upwards at Mekiel using it to lather his opponent all the more. Since he wasn't going for the first Cael certainly would unhindered.

He wasn't going to try grappling with it instead he'd step backwards on his right foot peeling his right fist back before plowing it into the pig's face to knock it down. If it was KOed he didn't have to struggle with it.

Fat pigs, legs or not would slip out. A farm-hen should know that well enough, so he assumed now that his foe had never spent a day in the country. City boy. Probably a hippy, or over ego-ridden brute like the rest of these kids. Humorous. Grabbing the pig's leg around the ankle if he'd knocked it out, Cael would drag it to his aunt taking his time before moving towards the cornered ones beside Mekky. Cael would drag his left foot into the boy's back thigh to level out his footing. Despite it not being rough, the fact that it was against the flanks of his legs and the greased floor would probably knock him off his footing.

[Legion]

OOC: I thought we werent using items for these fights?

STR: 20 +3
DEX: 19 +3
CON: 30 +3
INT: 30 +3
WIS: 30 +3
CHA: 5 +3

injuries: numerous cuts to left forearm and both knees.

IC: So here Patrick was, the final round of this fight club thing. And what was the situation? Well he was in the middle of a room with what appeared to be oil on the floor. With pens on either side of the room. This whole fight club thing was getting weirder and weirder. And apparently it was about to get weirder still.

To catch as many as possible and put them in the pen on the other end of the room

Yeah, what the fuck was he doing here again? Sure he could see how they'd have to fight at some point but still. This was one of the weirdest, not this WAS the weirdest fight club he'd ever been in. And he was fairly certain that his face showed that.

When she released the pigs Patrick let out a sigh. Time to get to it he figured. As Mekiel ran off Patrick would let him, watching Cael sling that sludge at him. Then he'd watch as Cael went after the pig charging towards them, letting Cael try and knock the pig out. After Cael either hit the pig or not Patrick would move forward, using the oil to slide into him as he attempted to plant a right hook into the kid's right side, attacking from behind. Dirty? Yeah, but this wasn't exactly your standard run of the mill fight now was it? Patrick's hook wouldn't be a thing of beauty as he didn't put any foot work into it, rather sliding towards the kid like a hockey player and swinging his arm around to catch him in the side. Though, for his fight ocd's sake he at least kept his left arm up to defend, even if he was attacking from behind.

Hell, he figured he might as well make sure this was a fight club right?

[Kevala Katashi]

If she could have, she would have giggled with delight. Now this was amusing. Shame it had taken so long for these boys to get the hang of it...though she knew that none of them were having fun. They were, once again, taking this whole thing way too seriously. Though she had to admit, she rather liked Cael's tactics of trying to knock out the pig.

Shame she had forgotten to mention that just before this class started each of the little piglets had been injected with several chemical enhancers. Though, she was sure they would figure that out soon enough.

Soon as the boys started moving, the piglets would squeal and try to escape. The two in the right corner making a break for it as soon as they saw the lumbering giant coming at them. Piglet 1 escaping and high tailing it down the right wall and to what it hoped would be safety...Piglet 2 however, well he got captured...sorta. As Mekiel struggled to wrap his arms around the oily little bastard, it would wiggle like there was no tomorrow, showing a lot more strength than a normal little piglet should have. So as those arms wrapped around, they would only manage to go about the pigs upper body, one leg held up above the embrace, the other three still free and kicking up a storm. It was a rather awkward angle, and from the sounds the poor thing was making, it was apparently uncomfortable.

Wiggling about, it would begin to slip from within Mekiel's grasp, the boy not having a good enough hold on it. Though as it did, its back legs would flail about and both would deliver some rather solid, hard kicks to the boys lower abdomen and groin area. The kicks feeling like being hit rather hard with a foul ball or something like that. Then, with that, the pig would slip free and take off down the back wall, moving itself toward the original pen it had been in and huddling in the corner created by it and the wall.

Now, as for Piglet 3, which Cael was trying to knock out. Well that little piggy wasn't quite as easy to land a hit on, seeing as how he had better traction and was also running on some juiced up chemicals that made him faster than a normal piglet. No, instead of being hit, he would squeak past his foe and being the pissed off piglet of the bunch, turn back and deliver a firm bite to the calf muscle of Cael.

Patrick.....he had no piggies.... =(

Piglets 4 & 5...well they were still making their way down the left wall, moving a bit slow since they were currently sitting high and dry (so to speak) with no threats coming at them.

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OOC: Piglet 1 is running down the right wall. Piglet 2 is cornered between the back wall and the pen they came out of. Piglets 4 & 5 are still trotting lazily down the left wall.

[thekid]

The oily touch was certainly very kind. Remind me to knock that guy out later. And as for the pig? I'd been hit in the groin numerous times, and you could say I've almost built up a sort of immunity.

Almost.

I cursed several times and quickly took after the little damn piglet. I'd kind of use the oil to help me move with less effort on my own part, letting my feet slide across like I was skiing or some crap like that. By the time it got back to its pen I'd be right on its tail, and so I'd kind of slide on my good knee and once again try to get my arms around it before it could make it all the way in.

If I could succeed I'd once again hoist up the little bugger, but once I had a better grip. I'd try and get my arms in a full circle around the pig and lock my fingers. From there, it's a-runnin'/slidin' to the other pen!

And then I'll go after Cael.

[Cael Seran]

"MOTHER FUCK-"

His words cut short as the flimsy fist caught Cael in the side just below his arm and with lacking full strength coming from Pat. However it served its purpose to knock Cael into a slipping motion. Instead of being capable to follow up on Mekiel he would slide with the given momentum from Patrick's hit and otherwise land face-first into the slick oil finding himself sprawled out on all fours pushing himself upright as best he could.

He hadn't realized that this was a three-for-all. A look upright to see where the piglets hand gone through bleeted eyes he'd struggle to gather his composure.

He had a vendetta with this pig something serious and would dash Pat a daring glare threatening the boy to try that again and would compose himself on his legs to straff facing him now, back to Mekky. However Cael's focus namely on the Piggy that'd bit him.

"K'mere lil fucker I got a nice gift for you.."

He'd curl the same fist up before though this time not drawn up to punch but rather held out as though there was something curled beneath it. If the pig ventured to investigate, Cael would curl it around to sock in the yapper. They may be enhanced but he doubted smarter.

[Legion]

Patrick slide into Cael hitting him. Yeah, it wasn't a knockout punch but still, it was something. Action. Patrick still kept his focus on events happening around him. Hoping to learn anything he could about his opponents and his environment. While he wasn't an actual nerd, you could probably call him a fight nerd. While he didn't actually studied styles in an extensive manner he did like being aware of his surroundings. Perhaps it was from being in so many life or death struggles, whatever it was it was what it was.

Patrick saw Mekiel failing to grab his pig and Cael getting bit by another. The irishman quickly realized that there was little point for him to try and grab the pigs. Sure he could try and possibly even succeed, but if he was learning anything it was how he'd probably get hurt doing so and wear himself out along the way. No, there was an easier way. You had to actually pick the things up to put them in the pen where they'd score as yours anyway, and it was anything goes. So Patrick slide on over to the pen they were supposed to be putting pigs in, keeping his eyes on the other two as he did.

Patrick figured, he had been a thief before he had been anything else, he could just as easily do it again, and not wear himself out like the others...

[Kevala Katashi]

About the time Piglet 1 reached the center of the right wall he would stop and sit down. Yep. Nobody was messing with him so he was going to play it cool.

Piglet 2, well the poor little guy was having a heart attack. Here he was, maybe a good seven pounds on his best day and there was some hulking giant closing in on him and continuing to try and grab him up. He tried to flee, but instead of escaping he just ran smack dab into the pen he had come out of as Mekky closed in on him. This time, those giant tree limb style arms (at least from the view of Piglet 2) would close in around him in just the right fashion, gripping him rather tightly and further proceeding to scare the piss out of him.......literally. Yep, that's right. A nice, hot, steady stream of piss shooting straight up (considering how he was being held and the fact that...yeah, he was male)....The trajectory of the pee likely to nail Mekky in the face if he didn't jerk his head back fast enough, but for sure getting all over those arms that held onto Piglet 2...and boy did was it some stinky pee. What could you say? Those Chemical Enhancers had some rather odd side effects on piglets, especially very scared piglets.

Now assuming that the ickiness of this did not affect Mekky in his quest to take the piglet to the pen, clear on the other side of the room, he would start in that direction....though find that the trip took a little longer than he had hoped given the fact that he was slipping and sliding every which way and had a peeing, squirming, squealing piglet in his arms.

Now, onto Piglet 3 who was not only the most pissed off piglet of the group, but the meanest piglet of the bunch had not run away after he bit Cael. Oh no, he had stood his little piggy ground and dared the big fucker to come at him again with a little snort and a few scuffs of his back hoofs against the floor. So, when the boy hit the floor, the piglet was on him.....quite literally. Darting across the short distance, the piglet would jump and land front hooves first into the center of the boys back as hard as a ten pound piglet could. Though as Cael got up, it would knock Piglet 3 off and cause him to roll around on the floor to try and regain his footing, only proving to oil himself up all the more.

By the time he got up, the boy's hand was being offered out, and the prospect of a treat came to mind. He had not been enhanced mentally, so naturally he would sniff the air a bit and then trot forward trying to get a better idea of what was in that hand. What would he get? Socked in the face...that's what. But the problem was, when you punched an oiled up piglet hard enough to try and knock it out, on an oiled up floor, was that it slid away from you as it hit the ground. Piglet 3 coming to a stop five feet away from where Cael had been...and though he wasn't knocked out, he was definitely moving sluggishly and having a hard time getting up....Weak little grunts and squeals being released....Yet he wasn't going anywhere fast.

Those distressed sounds seeming to cause a stir with Piglets 4 & 5.....causing them to pull away from the wall which they were currently standing against and now bringing them straight in the direction of Cael and Piglet 3.

Patrick still has no piggies..... =(

But, if he can manage he has a chance to steal a piglet from Mekky, though beware the pee!!!

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OOC: Piglet 1 is setting pretty and watching the show. He is in no hurry to go anywhere right now....Piglet 2 is in Mekky's arm and peeing up a storm. Pee lasts til my next post. (I am hoping I don't have to explain the male anatomy of a pig nor the trajectory of pee....but if I do, PM me)....Piglet 3 is stunned for one more post following this one due to the blow from Cael, though he is laying five slippery feet away and currently their are two little piglets with unknown character traits headed your way......Piglet 4 & 5 are headed toward Cael and Piglet 3, which are still roughly in the center of the room.

Piglet 1 : Lazy
Piglet 2 : Scared
Piglet 3 : Aggressive
Piglet 4 : Unknown
Piglet 5 : Unknown

[Cael Seran]

*Paow*

Cael would slip momentarily staggering now over to the side as he attempted to make a secondary attempt at gathering up the next piglet. Having gotten up and sprung in a motion that forced the angriest little piglet to roll off onto the floor Cael managed to fix his footing on the ground with little struggle.

And then PAOW! A stroke to the face of the angry piggy, that'd teach him for thinking he was all that. Cael would note the struggling piggy and slowly try to "ice-skate" on the oil to the piggy offering up his hand again hoping the hit had scrambled some noodles up a bit.

"Eh... eh lil' fucker."

A sick twisted grin on Cael's face as he'd attempt the strike again although this time peeling a hook so that his left hand would move to grapple the pig in a grip and snag it by the leg.

[Kevala Katashi]

OOC: Gonna go ahead and close this. Going to go ahead and give the win to Cael for participating actively the most. Any concerns over this contact me directly.

+5 EXP for Cael & C.E.P containing Chemical F-352 (as is written upon the label)
+5 EXP for Patrick
+3 EXP for Mekiel (due to the fact that he withdrew from the competition)