The Precrest Arena

[Ara Av-Toa]

Anna's resting turned into a quick nap. She kept her ears open for any potential danger, however.

[Michen_S]

The cheetah, who was still on her own, kept looking around and found that there still was nobody who focused on her. She hadn't forgotten about her transformation, but she didn't bother to check whether it was still in effect or not. Instead she kept looking around, spotting a few rocks lying around here and there nearby. Having her mind made up, the cheetah ran over to one.

[Emtile]

Emtile felt just about ready to hop out of his hiding spot, when he heard something getting closer to him. He didn't know what, but judging by the sounds it was big and vastly approaching him. He cluched his knife and tried to make him self as small as possible.  It was then he noticed his tail had been sticking out and quickly wrapped it around him to try and hide it, praying that what ever the thing was did not see that.

[Ara Av-Toa]

Anna woke up from her nap. She felt much better, and despite she was aware that the bullets were probably still in her body, she peered above her hiding place, ready to retreat immediately if needed.

[Michen_S]

The cheetah wasn't paying any attention to her surrounding and what could possibly be lurking in the few hiding spots in the sandy terrain. She lifted the rock when she reached it, walked over to the nearest wall with it and slammed the rock against it. Of course, as she could've expected, it didn't really do much to aid her escape plan. The cheetah dropped the rock on the sand, not knowing any other way how she could possibly break open the wall to escape.

[Emtile]

Realizing that his hiding place is gone, Emtile quickly scurries to another hiding spot, kicking up sand everywhere in the process and flops behind an even bigger rock.

[Ara Av-Toa]

Considering she was safe now, she thought about getting away as the cheetah she targeted earlier tried breaking the wall. She inspected the wall from the distance, but it didn't seem to have any weak spots and besides it was very sturdy. They sure did a great job designing and building it, she got give them that.

[Naval]

  Kittle noticed that things were sorta in a bit of odd setting as notices that most of the folks he had to be worried about or was fighting. Now had suddenly disappeared other then the metal box and maybe a few of those clones or whatever they were. And so not wasting any more time, he cast his spell to form a small magic cloud filled with sleeping powder, as he used his wing flaps to push it around hoping to spread out the small cloud. As his eyes kept watch for anything that was going to move or perhaps make a sneak attack.

[Michen_S]

The cheetah female sighed, not knowing what else she could possibly do right now. Would she stay here until she died, now? Looking up and around, the cheetah saw that the little dragon was flying and spreading a dust cloud. She forgot his name, and having nothing better to do she tried to see if she could remember it. Whilst doing that, she didn't even take the time to look where the dust cloud was moving to.

[Ara Av-Toa]

Anna growled. Looked like more people were trying to escape. If only there was a way... if only... Should she try attacking the wall frontally? No, that probably wouldn't have much effect. But then what? She didn't have a laser cutter with her. Or anything that could pierce... whatever the wall was made of.

[Emtile]

Now Emtile was tired of hiding and promptly ran and crawed onto the wall knife still clutched in his hand, searching for anyone he could fight.. besides the tank of course.

But who?

[Wilco Whiteheart]

(Can I join in?)


Name: Wilco Whiteheart
Age: 20
Species: Cyborg Wolf
Weapons: Digitally-constructed weapons from his right arm.
Abilities: Fast, strong and smart.
Height: 11'7

[?]

( Of course, you can join Wilco.  New comers  wake up teleported into the area as long as the arena is in working condition in the rp. Hope you have fun )

The shadowy figure behind the terminal watches as the battle rages, which seems to be being somewhat stangnant.  The figure beginds to ponder plans for a new vote for the crowd to decide on in order to cause the fight to switch up.  They begin the type away at the terminal as they watch the events happening within the walls, noticing the new comer. The crowd cheers are somewhat lower before from the lack of intense fighting which makes the figure frown as they realise they really need to do something fast to appeal to their audiance.  Then suddenly another timer appears above the arena as the audiance begins to cast their votes on something to which our participants will soon find out what. The figure watches the voting results on another screen while keeping an eye on the currenty sandy arena field. 

[Wilco Whiteheart]

(Thanks.)

Wilco wakes up in the arena. "Oh come on, you bloody kids and your pranks!! Why am I in...an...arena?" He gets up and looks around, confused.

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[Naval]

 Kittle was rather confused about what had been happening and decided to fly up to have a better eye of the battle field. As the sudden sight of everyone reaching for some level of cover did appeal to him. While the eyes of someone he didn’t like caught his eyes. As he charged a small magic shot to aim at Emtile as he gently flew in the air and made a giggle before firing off the weak explosive projectile. “Woopies~!”