Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Aug 26, 2013 11:22:14 GMT -8
Ak-akari vs. Malys GBA standard rules, top 10 force Honoghr Colosseum
3 - Honoghr: Colosseum de L'Ange Tomb
This massive amphitheater, near the Spaceport in Nystao, was built using the plans of ancient builders, found on holocrons uncovered in the Rakatan Temple. The Honoghr government wished to pay tribute to those that had come before them, and by using these designs, they built this structure, using modern construction techniques and materials. The elliptical building is immense, measuring 388m by 356m and reaching a height of more than 60 meters. The Colosseum can accommodate some 550,000 spectators who could enter the building through no less than 80 entrances. Above the ground are six stories.
Below the ground, under the actual arena floor, were rooms with mechanical devices and equipment, to provide for the most interesting combat, or sporting event, possible. The huge amphitheater was built on the site of a hot-spring-fed lake, which gave the ability to flood the lower levels of the actual amphitheater floor, should the games require it.
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Malystrix
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Post by Malystrix on Nov 3, 2013 17:12:40 GMT -8
Malystrix strode into the gargantuan arena with his head bowed, his long dark hair hanging to his shoulders. Clad in rancor-hide armor- consisting of a cuirass, bracers, greaves, and boots- and with Reikon bouncing at his hip, the Miralukan warrior cut a rather primitive figure. The dull roar of a thousand sentients rolled over him as he progressed to the center of the arena and then halted, left hand resting easily on the katana's pommel.
'Called to fight once more, and for what? The entertainment of these spineless spectators? They crave conflict and bloodshed but are too weak and timid to seek their own glory.'
Malystrix cut his brooding short to survey his surroundings. The writhing crowd seemed like a simple ring of white light, since he wasn't putting any effort into distinguishing each individual, but the arena floor itself was massive, and barren. The packed dirt shook with the rolling thunder of the crowd's cheering, but he barely noticed it. His attention was focused firmly on the entrance on the other side of the arena, where his opponent would be making his appearance.
Slowly, methodically, the warrior began to draw on the force, opening himself to its influence. Immediately the world began filling itself in with details previously unseen. Adjusting the band of cloth encircling his empty sockets, he rolled his neck. The series of cracks and pops that followed were lost in the roar of the crowd. 'Invigorating.'
The sword's hilt pulsed beneath his hand, responding to the sudden influx of energy. Within its nondescript scabbard Reikon blazed to life. Pressing his thumb against the guard, Malystrix slid an inch of the shining steel free, loosening it.
*Shckt!*
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