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dysproslogs2013-05-22 09:20 pm
powergamer) wrote in dysproslogs2013-05-22 09:20 pm
mission . alumina cup
Who: Alumina Cup participants and spectators!
What: The Alumina Cup, a local swordsmanship tournament open to all citizens of Goldvale.
When: Rosefrucht 22, 10AM
Where: a plaza at the Ironwall District
Rating: PG for violence, please mark your threads if they get any higher
[ Hundreds of people of all ages are gathered at the Iron District, but what for? If one makes it through the crowd, they'll find a large elevated ring. Above it, a banner flies up in the air with two words printed in big bold letters: Alumina Cup. After a harmony of trumpets, the announcer uses a cone to amplify his voice as he begins the program. ]
Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present Goldvale's annual 121st Alumina Cup! [ Applause and loud cheers from the audience. ] As you all know, this is the day when swordsmen and women from all walks of life gather here at Ironwall to test their skill as they make their way to the top and prove themselves worthy of the prized Alumina Cup trophy! You all know the rules and I know you're all excited, so that leaves us with one final question: Are you ready? [ Even louder cheers, whistles and screams from the audience! ] Then let's begin!
[ The elimination rounds begin. Player characters will not recognize any of the participants, but those in particularly fancy hats might actually be their fellow guild members in disguise. Cheer for your favorite! Or heckle, if that's your thing. ]
( NOTE: The results of this tournament were predetermined by the players. What will be played out here are the matches! )
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tournament . spectators
What: The Alumina Cup, a local swordsmanship tournament open to all citizens of Goldvale.
When: Rosefrucht 22, 10AM
Where: a plaza at the Ironwall District
Rating: PG for violence, please mark your threads if they get any higher
[ Hundreds of people of all ages are gathered at the Iron District, but what for? If one makes it through the crowd, they'll find a large elevated ring. Above it, a banner flies up in the air with two words printed in big bold letters: Alumina Cup. After a harmony of trumpets, the announcer uses a cone to amplify his voice as he begins the program. ]
Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present Goldvale's annual 121st Alumina Cup! [ Applause and loud cheers from the audience. ] As you all know, this is the day when swordsmen and women from all walks of life gather here at Ironwall to test their skill as they make their way to the top and prove themselves worthy of the prized Alumina Cup trophy! You all know the rules and I know you're all excited, so that leaves us with one final question: Are you ready? [ Even louder cheers, whistles and screams from the audience! ] Then let's begin!
[ The elimination rounds begin. Player characters will not recognize any of the participants, but those in particularly fancy hats might actually be their fellow guild members in disguise. Cheer for your favorite! Or heckle, if that's your thing. ]
( NOTE: The results of this tournament were predetermined by the players. What will be played out here are the matches! )
tournament . spectators
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He waits for Tieria to move first, he was always better at evasion and defense than he was at offense. He needed a little time to gauge his opponent's fighting style.
At first, Poland braces for Tieria's charge, but recognizes the shift in steps. At the last moment Poland suddenly drops to the ground to avoid the blade. Tucking in his sword to his body and holding onto his hat, he suddenly rolls away to the far edge of the ring. He needs the distance.]
Oh! So you're like a totally sneaky one, huh?
[Poland grins, jumping back up to his feet.]
Me too!
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It looked like his opponent was better than he appeared to be, which was a good thing because he wanted a good fight. Especially because he knew he was a fellow guildmate. It would be boring otherwise.
With a small smirk, he adjusted his hat before launching forward again, this time taking care to account for Poland's movement too.] I see no point in being predictable. [He attacked, with a upward slash, faster than earlier. Whether or not it connect, it was followed immediately by a hit from his scabbard.]