DeathMatch: Tournament of Blood

[Armalite_]

Spike looked around. The metal in the hallway appeared to be smoking. His good eye widened. Spike looked down at the bullet chain that was holding up his pants. They too felt like they were heating up. He immediately began to work at pulling it off his pants. Suddenly, there was a loud "POP" followed by sparks around the room. One of the bullets had fired from his belt. In a panic, Spike gave up pulling off the belt and instead, pulled his pants off entirely, exposing his pineapple grenade pattern boxers. He whipped his pants at the dragon, having them land on his head. The jeans immediately caught ablaze and so the belt began to erupt like popcorn, shooting against Chrono's armor at point blank range, trusting the armor piercing rounds would do their job. Spike was glad his lat weapon wasn't entirely metal. He stood up, holding the spiked baseball bat in a combat position. Left with nothing but his boxers and eye patch, Spike tried not to think about how silly this must have looked. He would wait until the armor heated up enough. 

[Chrono Blackwyng]

The armor Chrono wore was able to stand up to 900 degrees without the slightest melting, but suffered when cold or shrapnel hit it. Thankfully, Chrono got rid of the shrapnel weakness during his 'modifications' and was completely unharmed by the bullets going off around him. However, part of him wondered how Spike was still able to keep his footing since the floor would actually be hotter than the air or walls as Chrono's 'heat aura' went from 300 to 450 degrees. He started walking towards Spike in an upright manner, his fists wrapped in black fire.

[Arrant]

Arrant pulled his dagger out. He had seen enough. He walked up behind Spike, and threw him to the ground, then ripped his handgun out and thres his dagger at Chrono, using full concentration to shoot the butt of the blade to increase it's damage. While the two were slightly disoriented, he sprinted past Chrono to Blaire's door and drop-kicked it open. "WAKE UP CALL! Get your dragon off'a us before she turns us into stew. I'm wanted for murder, and sure not in the mood for a fight."

[Entaru]

Y stood outside of the skybox with bags full of evidence in his hand.  It had taken him over an hour to physically create the flawless evidence.  Now he had enough to incriminate DataDyne, without trouble.  Y was happy with himself.  With DataDyne out of the way, the Arena would be free to do as it wished.  He might even be able to get the suggestion of torture through to Kain.  Y flew with deliberate speed to Kain's office.  He opened the door and placed the evidence bags on the table.

"I believe we've found our killer...or at least who hired him..." Venom dripped from every word as Y's eyes brightened in sadistic delight.

[Gabag]

Arrant pulled his dagger out. He had seen enough. He walked up behind Spike, and threw him to the ground, then ripped his handgun out and thres his dagger at Chrono, using full concentration to shoot the butt of the blade to increase it's damage. While the two were slightly disoriented, he sprinted past Chrono to Blaire's door and drop-kicked it open. "WAKE UP CALL! Get your dragon off'a us before she turns us into stew. I'm wanted for murder, and sure not in the mood for a fight."

(No one has been charged with anything yet)

[Armalite_]

Spike shook his head and recollected himself. He got to his feet and dusted himself off. The room was heating up a considerable amount. Spike didnt mind, it reminded him of the hot sands of home and he was used to the searing heat. He picked up his spiked baseball bat and head it toward Chrono. Instead of swinging it at him, he turned and broke the glass to the fire hose. He immeidiately took hold of it. ''Time to cool off.'' He turned the spray on full blast. He sprayed in the direction of Chrono. The powerful stream of jet powered water instantly cooled the armor and filling the room with steam and making nearly impossible to see. He aimed the water in Chrono's face in an act of frustration and was trying to drown the dragon.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono was blind, but the excessive amount of water in the hair heightened his sense of smell, he could pick out three people, and only one of those scents he knew was faint enough to be identified as Blaire, while a scent trail that lead to her after taking enough of the water to keep his body from dehydrating...

Chrono turned and followed the scent trail, his vision clearing up enough to tell who was Blaire and who was not. He grabbed the 'other' and tossed them out the room before closing the door. He then reinforced it with a wall of his own flame. "Stay....away...."

[Entaru]

Y eyed the evidence on the table, waiting for a response from Kain "As you can see, the evidence that I've gathered indicates that our murderer worked for DataDyne."

 Y was proud of his deceptions and was confident that they would stand up in a court of *shudder* law

[Armalite_]

Spike threw down the hose and pointed his finger. He opened his mouth to speak but then closed it. He dropped his finger but instead crossed his arms. "Why?" He asked with a skeptical look complete with a raised eyebrow.

[Gabag]

Y eyed the evidence on the table, waiting for a response from Kain "As you can see, the evidence that I've gathered indicates that our murderer worked for DataDyne."

 Y was proud of his deceptions and was confident that they would stand up in a court of *shudder* law

"I KNEW IT!" Yelled Kane, punching his entire arm through his desk, making it the 5th desk this week he had to replace.

"Those jerkwads are jealous cause they could only make virtual reality, good work Detective"

[Entaru]

"I try to be helpful," Y said with a non-existant smirk. "I only hope that it will be enough to convict the murderers.  Seeing as how my work here is done, I will wait in the wings for the next fight.  I do hope you reconsider my suggestion for dealing with the miscreants.  If you do, I'd be happy to help once more.  Thank you for allowing me this pleasure...Mr. Kain."  Y bowed grandly before exiting the office.  He could hear his own maniacal laughter echoing through his AI as he walked, non-chalantly, to his cell.

Y loved being so terrible.  Everyone he murdered deserved their fate.   All organics deserve their fate.

[Arrant]

Arrant got back up and looked at the door. Arrant, forgetting he has incindiary rounds in his rifle, unloads a clip on the door, the runs up and starts kicking it. He kicks the lock 3 times until he heard a slight crack then gets back and sprints for the door, ending with a drop kick

[Shenzii]

Blaire Lied in her bed calmly. "sheesh... My head is killing me. Somethings up..." She shut her eyes and focused. Chrono? Where are you?

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono temporarily snaps out of his anger when Blaire 'talks' to him, but only long enough to reply.I was going to show you my new armor, but I'm using it to fend off some competitors who are trying to barge into your room... should I just have said I'm outside? his bestial mentality returns as he hears someone questionally bashing his foot against a door thats not only coated in fire, but now a blaze from his incendiary bullets. "What are you, fire-proof?" he grabs the fighter, then throws him into Spike. "This is getting pathetic, you're both covered in third degree burns... just give up!"

[Arrant]

Arrant gets to his feet holding his arm to his stomach, then dashes toward Chrono, throwing his arm with full force toward Chrono's face, eyes nearly dark pits from rage.