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Yea, we can always still fight we dont need no tournament to tell us what to do :P

I guess this died as well?

Millions of people gather in the colossal station of Icarus in the Mantani system. The blazing hot B class star illuminates the entire system in a pale blue light. The station orbits one of the systems 3 planets, all gas giants. Docked to the stations is hundreds of ships, ranging from Tiny...

Ugh can't this guy just die already? He couldn't hit the broadside of a battleship could he? I smirk and quickly take advantage of the situation. I reload my pistol one more time and hop onto the lance, using it as a foot hold. I jump off the lance and straight towards the birdman, using the...

Luckily for me my hand was latched onto his head so when he fell my hand got out of the way as well, however a lance to the arm still wasn't a ideal situation for me, however I still had chance as he was still point blank, and I still had my pistol ready. However he was doing something, and that...

As soon as I hear him speak from behind me, I whirl around and bring my shotgun to bear. I was to late on the mark though, I wasn't prepared for teleportation. The lance plunges into my arm, blood immediately pouring out of the wound, the pain was horrendous, yet he was practically pressed up...

"My fate is mine to dictate little tweety bird." As I say this the world suddenly explodes around me. I instinctively crawl into the fetal position, not making a noise as wind then picks up around me and twirls me around a bit. I cough up some blood once its all over but I power through the pain...

I look up over the barrier in the small time I had without being relentlessly pummeled with wind, just in time to see the pain lifting from the birdmans face, and to see more feathers heading in my direction. I immediately duck back down as the feathers pierce through the barrier, a sharp...

AAAAHHHHHHH! I dive behind a metal barrier and go into the fetal position, hearing the sounds of metal getting pierced and seeing some... feathers? Going through the barrier and some flying past me, thankfully none hit me. One the barrage ends I get up and quickly fire another 3 rounds at him...

Well, he wasn't on fire outwardly, but he surely must be inwardly, I was to close to him for him not to be on fire somewhere, he would start feeling the pain inside soon enough. But for now, I have to get up and keep running, as soon as the first blast hit me I ran for some kind of cover...

I smirk as he got punted back, but that faded quickly when he got behind me, as I was planning to turn around I was suddenly pushed rather far. That hurt. Ow, that hurt again. Ow is he going to keep doing that? By the time I was kicked a third time, I decided I had enough of getting beaten like...

I stumble as he took back his lance but was able to keep footing, and when the wind started I realize he had locked us in a close range brawl, which I wouldn't complain about. When suddenly, out of nowhere I was punched in the face, I didn't even see it coming, I shook my head, blaming it on the...

"Yes, let us dance together the dance of death!" I continue running as I duck and weave through these airblasts, the last one however does manage to clip my leg and I stumble, stopping my momentum, which makes the opening that he took as he landed next to her. They called her dancer for a reason...

I grin at the time he wasted just talking about sentimental BS, perhaps this would be easy. "Yes, I am ready." As soon as I finish the sentence I stop momentarily and fires off three rounds at Rajah, only to immediately start closing the distance some more after they are fired, and shoving...

A little beep signified the readiness of the shotgun, but instead of rushing out immediately, she put her shotgun on its holster and took out her pistol, as soon as her pistol is out and shotgun is secured she runs out of cover while putting a clip into the pistol, she didn't have time to fire...

This guy was a sentimental jabber jay wasn't he? Well, that was his problem... I start to pour in the fluid, which I called Hell Oil into the shotguns specially designed compartment that would send this fluid into the shells so when they went off they would set themselves and whatever they hit...

As soon as the word "Fight" is said, I immediately start running towards the right of the arena and slightly towards the bird man. I take note of the lance that the bird man has, and immediately come to the conclusion that I must have the range advantage for now. Though that could be one of my...

Serious time! Name: Svetlana Morokai Nickname: Dancer Race: Human Sex: F Homeworld: Mingas Galaxy: Milky Way Description: Svetlana is a 5'11" Russian descended human. She has a Russian accent and complexion, with black hair and brown eyes. Her limbs are abnormally long for a human however. She...

haha i tried, I wasn't expecting it to get it but i decided I could try, I'll make a much less OP thing. Its just "I win" buttons are entertaining to me haha.

Well by sentient vehicle I mean Im thinking about making a literal sentient tank, not a suit or anything, a tracked armored big boy with a big gun (slow as hell of course :P)