The Second Tournament of the Red Lions: Volume 1

[Galefore]

Don't go killin' each other yet. My judgements differ from L007's quite a bit. It'll probably come down to Bomby's judgements, since mine differ in a couple of matches.

I'll have 'em up tomorrow. It

[Wyborn]

Don't give us daily updates, man, just, you know, do 'em. Otherwise people go crazy with the (admittedly unavoidable) delays.

[LOOT]

I'm getting impatient myself. You guys need to hurry it up or I'm calling the winners.

Edit: And don't be writing down a lot of comments, if that's what's taking you. Remember, this is Red Lions - Not Nintendoland Tournament.

[Alex]

*waits with patience unlike some other*

[Wyborn]

[QUOTE=Luigi Double oh Seven]I'm getting impatient myself. You guys need to hurry it up or I'm calling the winners.

Edit: And don't be writing down a lot of comments, if that's what's taking you. Remember, this is Red Lions - Not Nintendoland Tournament.[/QUOTE]
Hey man, if they wanna give commentary, be cool about it. They are also judges - and if they wanna flatter someone for handing out appropriate ass-whoopings, or rave about how cool a particular post was, that's just their modus operandi.

[LOOT]

I'm just going by what you said earlier, Wy.

[QUOTE=Wyborn]
1. Remember, in this tournament, numerical scores are not given. You just say who wins. This keeps things simple by making it impossible for one judge's opinion.[/QUOTE]

[Acradius]

*Begins grinding his blade to an ever-finer razor-edge, wearing a malicious smile on his face.*

[Erdawn Il Deus]

I am of course still being impatient but this is due to me not wanting Red Lions to decay into the NLBFT for scoring.

[Scripture]

[QUOTE=Luigi Double oh Seven]I'm just going by what you said earlier, Wy.[/QUOTE]

I believe by that he was just changing the way the tournament was scored, so some judge can't override the wishes of two other judges with their particular decision. Besides, it's always nice to get some commentary back on one's writing.

[Repster]

Guys, guys, guys. The judges technically have a week's time to do they're job they're should be no need for that much time, but they have it. So just chill.

Worse comes to worse, I'ma just forfeit and grab a judge spot, and lose some sleep. Lotta sleep really... but meh, I've gone a day without sleep before.

Galefore. Bad form, bad bad bad form, reading another judges results before finishing yours. Tisk tisk tisk. You should be ashamed of yourself.

[Galefore]

^Meh. I really don't give a riff. I read L007's little post. I still haven't even read Malik's, if they're even up. I'm not going by what they say anyway.

You guys need to be patient, dammit. I had to study for exams last night, and I only have a couple more battles to judge. My judgements are a tad more hefty anyway. So, stop bitching and wait a tad.

[Bomby]

I just have to read Erdawn vs. Pardack, then I'll post my judgements in a couple hours. Ok?

[Acradius]

*Salutes*

Hai, Bomby-san!

[Bomby]

Okay, my name is Rat of Pearls Before Swine fame and blah blah blah, and the only reason I agreed to do this %@&^ was because I had heard there would be a lot of violence, and violence is the best thing in the world. Anything that makes it so I have less idiots to deal with.

6. Alex vs. 4. Repster
What the ^@*& was I reading here, a %&#*&ing romance novel? Kissing and groping and all that mushy crap… but still, there was a lot of bloodshed and that was badass. Actually, it reminds me of the pinky violence movies of the 1970’s…

… not that I’ve ever seen any, of course…

Winner: Repster. By the way, can Leona retract those tentacle thingies? Is she seeing anyone? I mean, after she’s all healed and ****…

… Pigita left me…

5. VGA vs. 14. KirbyBoy2000
What the $^%*? You #$%@ing gave up? I want my @#$%ing money back!

… Oh, wait, I’m getting paid to do this. Never mind…

Winner: VGA. Even though KB’s writing was better.

… wait, you mean I’m not getting paid for this? #^%^…

12. Scripture vs. 9. Lycrios
Jeez, took you two long enough to start the fight. Once it got started the violence was cool, I guess. But I want BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD and SEVERED BODY PARTS. Well, there was a missing hand throughout and that was cool, and there was an acid-washed face, which was also totally badass…

… this one’s kinda close… *takes a shot of vodka*

Winner: Lycrios. Barely. By a severed arm… I think…

… damn, that reading was much more complex than Angry Bob…

8. Asnabel vs. 1. t3hDarkness
This round seemed castrated and short. I mean, first the samurai was doing some real @#$%ing damage to the masked dude, then he was running in circles and ****.

… where did the masked man go?

Winner: Asnabel. Perhaps if the poison had more time to work its way it might’ve turned out differently.

… how strong of a poison was it?

13. Wyborn vs. 3. Agent J
Damn, that scream was so @#$%ing loud I almost went deaf here in the judging booth. This round fulfilled my wishes of blood and guts and things that hurt living things and crap like that.

… I am so much cooler than everyone else…

Winner: Wyborn. Agent J was really catching up toward the end, but Wy brought the pain.

… hardcore to the brain, let’s go inside my astral plane…

2. Soul meets body vs. 15. Superluigi64
This would’ve been a waste of my time had it actually taken up any of my time. Of course, that’s assuming that nothing more than what had actually happened would’ve happened.

… damn one-sided battles…

Winner: Soul Meets Body. For actually fighting.

… @#$%ing one-sided battles…

11. Erdawn vs. 16. El Pardack
Wow, you two fought the best battle of the first round. Absolutely brutal! If I could, I’d send you both to the next round. This is going to be a really difficult decision…

… *15 minutes pass*

Winner: El Pardack. This went down to who caused more damage vs. who fought better, and though Erdawn caused just a bit more damage to Haedriel , Pardack really held his own against Asp’s multitudes of pets.

… I’ll probably change my mind back and forth over whether or not I made the right decision many times…

7. Acradius vs. 10 Bartman
It seems that tall man in black ran a way like a bitch.

… oh, what? Is “bitch” really that sexist of a word?

Winner: Acradius. For actually fighting.

… political correctness is just a suggestion, anyways.

[Galefore]

Well, here we are at round one’s close. I hereby say, let there be fatality! But first, let us see who beat the hell outta who…

Alex Versus Repster

Alex: Well. You seemed to be very intent on starting out with a bang. Because of such, you seemed to have a bit of a choppy style, but that really does not matter in this tournament. Still, description is key to making a good fight scene. Here are my notes:
Brutality: Well, there was a sense of pain, but honestly, the only time I even THOUGHT about wincing was when you shoved the blade into Leona’s cheeks. Even so, it was awkward and didn’t cause me to really feel like it was happening to me. There was also the eyeball thing, which, after some re-reading, felt quite satisfying. Overall, good job, but it seemed to be missing something.
Rules: You broke the summoning rule, which wasn’t really iterated in the rules section. You were within limit of healing, and you did it creatively. Either way, no complaints here.
Style: Fluent, but a tad choppy. Still, as said before, that doesn’t matter in this tournament. Just wanted to point out the initial choppy structure.
Overall: In terms of combat and seeming to be the winner, honestly I believed you would have won… Still, I’m sure Repster would have surprised us by brining some amazing death post. Honestly, I believe you were the victor… Still, I need to give Reppy an analysis.

Repster: Good job. Although it was short and sweet, I felt every blow. Still, it was missing something in brutality…
Brutality: Ouch. That jugular-ripping thing felt like it was happening to me. Leona was, as always, brutal. Still, it seemed like you were losing the fight! This is abnormal for you, but honestly, unlike every fight I’ve had with you and everyone else has, I didn’t feel as of you were in control. Still, you had rather good brutality and enough to feel, say, as if you did sufficient damage.
Rules: No problems at all here.
Style: Same as ever. Quite fluent and worthy. You did a great job bringing the action to life through even so little description. Great job there.
Overall: This is a tournament of damage, of pain, or brutal death and torture. Unfortunately, and it pains me dearly to say this, you seemed out of touch and out of control. You weren’t NEARLY as brutal as Alex, and you didn’t seem to have done as much damage. Unfortunately, my verdict is a loss. I’m deeply sorry.

Winner: Alex!

UltimateGamer versus KirbyBoy

Because KB dropped out, I see no point in really judging this. Still, I’ll give a few quick notes on the posts presented.

UG: Meh. You have a future here, because your action flows in a respectable way. Still, it was pretty standard ‘Wham, bam, thank you ma’am” stuff without any real visceral quality. Either way, you won because of default. Just saying, you might wanna step it up, ‘cuz next round yer playin’ with the big boys.

KB: You probably would have won, but I understand your reasoning. Anyway, you switched tenses a lot (irrelevant, but still), but your action sequences were really well crafted and imaginative. I liked the character as well. Honestly, it would have been great to see you advance, but we all got a life outside of the Gunjin, after all.

Winner: UltimateGamer!

Scripture versus Lycrios (Demonoid)

Scripture: Ow. Ow. Ow. ****ing ow. I felt every blow. I wrenched my teeth and even laughed as I imagined your half-dead opponent. You seriously ARE more than just tough-talk. It seems you deserve a lot of respect.
Brutality: Need I say much other than “Dear Lord”? That was quite brutal, and quite enjoyably descriptive in brutality. You sir, are a genius.
Rules: No complaints.
Style: Near perfect. Even through brutal attacks and brilliant description, you showed a fluent and original form of fighting worthy of being called, if I may, awesome. You most definitely had control and you most certainly won. Kudos and applause.
Overall: You won. It was brutal and fantastically imaginative. Great job.

Lycrios: You didn’t do bad yourself, Demonoid. It was quite a good character, providing insight on what he felt as he was murdered, and he fought back quite well.
Brutality: Quite good, in a sense that it was not as cringe-inducing as Scripture’s. Still, you did well, wrenching flesh from bone and bone from owner, showing competence in utterly defeating an opponent even though you didn’t do that this time. Good fight all around, really.
Rules: No complaints.
Style: Almost completely opposite to Scripture’s sort of poetic-death manner of attack, you had insights into your character and a style that flowed well without overly fancy wording. Very good, and quite useful.
Overall: Unfortunately, Scrip kicked your ass. Great job still, and honestly you did better than many in this tournament can hope to do.

Winner: Scripture!

Asnabel versus T3hDarkness

Asnabel: Humph, well, your battle was unfortunately disappointing. It wasn’t so much you as it was TD trying to be a mind-magician in a contest of brutality. Here’s your judgment:
Brutality: Although you didn’t get much of a chance, you actually did a good job on the illusion, which for sake of making this battle seem less insulting, I will pretend was the real masked warrior. Your description of your spear’s flight was well done, and hence brutal. Good job here.
Rules: Not a single breakage here.
Style: Definitely a nice style. It felt historic, using nice terminology and good descriptive technique.
Overall: Good. It may have been completely ineffective because of TD’s habit of turning it into a chase scene instead of a battle, but it was good enough.

T3hDarkness: Dude. Seriously. Although you had the advantage, and from my viewpoint you were in control, you need to stop using homunculi and take the freaking blows like a man. Grow some BALLS, TD!
Brutality: The wires and the eventual effect of the poison, although not really seen in the battle, were nice touches. You had a bit of an edge, considering your insidious mental control, but that was simply because it was over-the-top… Really, it bordered on god-mode, since you always seem to control your opponents thoughts and get into their minds. I really don’t like that, but if it float’s yer boat…
Rules: Well, I would have said “summoning rule” if there was one on account of the homunculi… Still, you didn’t break the official rules. I still kinda feel angry that you avoided Asnabel’s opening attack…
Style: As usual. You fought with trickery and a few physical attacks. Good for a writing contest, but this is a match of fighting skill. Next round, please make your fight seem more , Y’know, brutal.
Overall: You had the edge in my own opinion, so in the end I’ll let you have this one. Not so sure ‘bout what the others’ll think, but you did manage more damage and seemed to be the victor…

Winner: T3hDarkness!

Wyborn versus MC Mushi Mo

Wyborn: Amazing character ya got there. Ironically, before I read this match, I had created a character that was pretty much possessed by his sword. Now I have to scratch the idea and rework it so I won’t be rippin’ you off. Damn. Anyway, on to the verdict:
Brutality: I’ve seen you do better than this, but either way, it was quite the bloody mess. You managed to incapacitate the guy in any way possible, using that blade to bring blood and agony in a dark and twisted way. Oh, and may I say, that blood-drinking bit? Sick. Twisted. F***ing awesome.
Rules: Need I even try to find a breakage in the rules here? I think not.
Style: Good old classic Wyborn style: Beautiful, brutal, and to the point, the point in this case being “Kill the man-dwarf.” It flowed as naturally as ever. Nice work.
Overall: Well, I must say, there is no constructive criticism to offer. A good performance and a nice fight. No ifs ands or buts. In truth, I believe you had the advantage, but it was almost a close one…

MC: I think this is the match that truly initiated you as a great player in the Gunjin. Even through the simplicity, I felt as if Alfred was a typical, blood-lusty drunk. In most cases, I might have criticized for the stereotypical personality, but this was all about combat, which you proved to be quite talented in.
Brutality: Nice job, a good amount of blood-shed and defense. Although not quite as “I felt that” as Wyborn’s, it was a good show and an extremely good fight against one of the Gunjin’s top players. Still, you seemed to have held back. Just cuz it’s Wyborn don’t mean you need to hold back! Wail on him! He cab take it! Next time, please try to slam your opponent into the ground a bit better. Otherwise, a fine job.
Rules: No worries.
Style: Pretty short and concise. I liked the combat scenes, and I felt like your style, although a tad unpolished, is well-suited to these kinds of things. No real worries about the lack of spit-shine. You do not necessarily need it in this tournament.
Overall: Well, I’d say you put a great fight up. Yeah, it was Wy you were fighting, but you stood up to him and fought back well. I think this was a good gain of respect and ability. Now, improve further, come back, and kick ass next time. (if you don’t win by the other verdicts, that is…)

Winner: Wyborn!

Deathsythe (Soul Meets Body) versus SL64

The warrior Iring found himself curious, he held his head for a minute, but soon took it off.

First of all, what the hell does that mean? I know it’s a contest of brutality, but suicide? J/K Anyway, you won automatically because there was no fighting. You did well, the best I’ve seen from you. Otherwise, this was default. Give me some carnage next round.

SL64: Dude. Honestly. I loved your work from the past. Too bad you didn’t even get to fight much…

Winner: Deathsythe

Erdawn versus El Pardack
Erdawn: Sweet God, over your absence (in my opinion), you’ve improved even further. You definitely and utterly defiled your brother. I was amazed. As a whole, I’ll keep this short…
Brutality: Spectacular use of creative attacks. It was far beyond the mere goring of flesh and rending of bone, even if its intricacy reached that point. You used tentacles, beetles, monsters and animals, and had a spectacularly gruesome character.
Rules: No complaints.
Style: Need I get into it? It was, as always, poetic and well-worded, brutal and gruesome, producing a very clear image of the battle.
Overall: Wow. Both of you had very original and distinct characters that utterly massacred each other. Still, you did more damage and managed to have control for the most part. You have won.

El Pardack: You are most certainly Erdawn’s brother. Your style is very similar, but as such almost completely different. You’re on my list of “People I want to fight someday”.
Brutality: I had no idea archangels could get that brutal. Good job, tearing Asp to pieces with angelic and holy heat, your blade, and every other available angelic resource. It was a great effort.
Rules: No comments.
Style: Although a tad shorter-winded that Erdawn, it was a tad similar. Overall, it felt like a chapter in a book written by two similar but different entities. I was engrossed from beginning to end. A fine accomplishment and a grand return for the both of you.
Overall: Your brother, Erdawn, defeated you by a slight margin. Your character was almost evenly matched with the demonic Asp, but end the end, I felt that you were overpowered. Still, great performance; you two honestly DID put everyone else to shame.

Winner: Erdawn

Acradius Versus Bartman

Acradius: I’ll also keep this short, because there was no actual battle. You did the only damage, so you win by default. Also, your post was great, drawing blood without question or stalling. Excellent.

Bartman: You missed out. I’m a tad disappointed that you even skipped like you did, but you did. Sorry to say this, but your opponent automatically wins. Shame, because your opening post showed a good deal of promise.

Winner: Acradius

And that's it. Call fatality. Whatever. The end of round one.

It seems everybody but me was biased towards veterans. Shame. I looked past the bias and chose fair winners. shame on all of you.

Just kidding. My judgements refelcted who I thought won. I still think they won. Thus, I will ignore the otehrs whilst I watch as the true winners get fatality-fied.

[Wyborn]

Yo Bomby, I know you're there: tallying votes should be easy. Can we have our next matchups?

...My finisher comes soon.

[Alex]

*Reads comments and judging*

Well, dammit! I though I actually might have had a chance this time.

There was a summoning rule? I didn't actually summon. I made it so he was there all along. But, if that counts as summoning...

I definately need to find ways to improve my brutallity. I'll reread my post to find out exactly how I was "choppy." If I can't, then I'll need examples.

Well, I guess 1/3 isn't so bad. Repster, I wish you luck in the next round.

Edit: found my choppiness.

[deathscythe]

First of all, what the hell does that mean? I know it’s a contest of brutality, but suicide? J/K Anyway, you won automatically because there was no fighting. You did well, the best I’ve seen from you. Otherwise, this was default. Give me some carnage next round.

oh, wow, i just overreacted because as soon as i read the first sentence, i became furious and went copied the entire paragraph, and pasted in in a quote thing, than i actually read it and read the jk. ok.... well.... ugh.. What I was saying is that he took his hand off his head, i guess I should have been a bit more clear.

Edit: anyway, I wish we could have gone some where with this fight.

[LOOT]

Well, I'll tally up the scores and call the fatalities in a few minutes.

EDIT: Tallied in.

The tallies are in:

ALEX VS. REPSTER

The winner is Repster.

Repster... FINISH HIM.

VGA VS. KIRBYBOY

... It seems he's already finished him off, so no finisher for you.

SCRIPTURE VS. LYCRIOS.

The winner is Scripture.

Scripture... FINISH HIM.

ASNABEL VS. T3HDARKNESS

Winner... Asnabel!

Asnabel! FINISH HIM!

WYBORN VS. AGENT J.

The winner... Wyborn!

Wyborn! FINISH HIM.

SOUL MEETS BODY VS. SUPER LUIGI 64

Winner, obviously, Soul Meets Body.

Deathscythe... FINISH HIM.

ERDAWN VS. EL PARDACK.

Winner, brother... ERDAWN.

ARCADIUS VS. BARTMAN

**Smirk** Arcadius, you know what to do. FINISH HIM.

[deathscythe]

Not an answer came, he stood there for at least five minutes, and nothing happened. He started to tremble, for some reason he was freezing his ass off, all of a sudden. "what the ****?" he whispered to him self. Iring was stunned.... another minute went by and nothing happened. The sword in his hand began to tremble. the small amount of blood that was on it, fell off the tip, and the sword also become damp, the handle was slick, and the blade had drops of water on it, as the condensation was starting to cause the sword to become wet of course.

....

.....

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"WHAT THE HELL!?!?" Iring shouted, impatiently, a few good minutes had gone bye. Than another round thing flew and hit him on the face, he fell to the ground, and his mouth began to bleed. A few drops came out, but nothing more. The round thing landed next to him. He rolled over twice, getting a few feet away from it, and covered his head.

BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The large ball of five went a few inches away from him, giving him a small burning sensation on the side of his hand, warming up his face just a little.

Iring lunged up, pulling his sword with him, and he ran into the direction in which he saw the round bomb being thrown from. Another one flew passed his head, missing. It bounced off the platform, and another echo from down there came up to him. He than saw the figure, a foot in front of him, and he swung the sword, but his foot slid from under him as the person dodged it. Iring accidentally slid over the ledge, and his legs fell off, than his body, but his hands cough himself. "Oh god" he said. He was hanging by his hands, from a platform, that was at least a few hundred feet in the air.

clap, clap, clap. The figures foot steps sounded as he walked over Irings hanging body. He raised his foot, and pressed it against his fingers. He had forgotten about Irings sword though, and that would end his life. Iring held on by one hand, as the sword with his sword slipped off, he hung by one hand, that was being stepped on from above. The wind suddenly picked up, and his legs swayed underneath him.

"AGHH!!!" yelped Iring. The figure stood above him. He raised his sword to his side, having trouble holding on, and Iring fought as hard as he could. He lifted himself up a few inches, breaking one of his fingers, but he slide the sword into the stomach of the mysterious person, now he could he his face. It went pale, as his the sword stayed in the entire body started to freeze, going from the stomach all around. blood driped to the ground, and the tension on Irings hands lessened, as the figure leaned forward, Iring had to let go of the sword, or he would have Fallon to. And the figure fell over the side. and no sound came after.

The tired Iring pulled himself up, and laid down on the hard ground, and took a deep breath.

fatality!