Sign up today for the first Legion Tournament!!

Contests Include:

競馬 Horse Races: Basic free for all horseracing speed skill

剣の演劇 Swordplay: 1vs1 Armed challange, winners of each round move up. Armed Defense Skill, Shield Skill, Sword Skill

非武装の戦闘 Unarmed Combat: 1v1 Unarmed challange, winners of each round move up. Unarmed Defense Skill, Unarmed Attack Skill

アーチェリーArchery: Person with the most bullseye wins Bow Skill

戦い高貴 Battle Royal: Free For all, everyone in at one time attacking/defending however they want to. Armed Defense, Unarmed Defense, Shield, Sword, Unarmed Attack Skills

If you wish to compete in the tournament please send a letter (PM) to Strider with your Skills and contests you wish to enter. (Also please send some info to me about your character also, like: Sword or Spear? What type of sword? etc.)

Rules of the Game:

* You must play fairly
* No bribery
* Once the tournament begins, you can not pull out.

You enter at your own risk, you take full responsibility for your death or dismemberment. Results may vary.

okay all though this is an i'll join post, how about the winner gets an extra skill point? also maybe you should add a list of the people in the tournament to the top pf your post.

SaaMsan has heard that some of the other men will be competing in a tournament soon. They plan on fighting eachother and risking their lives for the sake of competition. SaaMsan thinks this is really really stupid. Something should be done about it. We cannot risk our best men to silly sports.
Suddenly, he has a plan
"I can protest! I'll sit on the field days before the competiton and they wont be able to play!"
SaaMsan grabed his best blue robes, a large blanket and some sturdy sticks. He set up a tent on the field that he knew Strider would be using.
The night was cold, but SaaMsan stuck to his duty. Even though he was heckled at, he stayed. Nothing, except for maybe a bunch of flaming spears heading in his way, would get rid of him.
And so, SaaMsan formed the first sit in. What will happen? Will he be speared six ways to sunday for a somewhat stupid action? Will he stop the contest? Lets see what the others have to say.

Ankka heard that some men were gonna get rid of the idiotic tent in the middle of the Great Combat Field. He saw them leave, 6 harsh guys with flaming torches and spears. What were they gonna do? Where they actually gonna kill the guy, whoever it was, in the tent? This had to be investigated.

So Ankka quietly ran in the shadows, trying to catch up the men before they got o the field. After some half a kilometer he was only a few meters away, but they spoke too quietly, it couldn't be heard.

After walking some time after them he decided to go warn the tent - guy, whoever he was.

He ran around the men at a distance, so they didn't notice him, and after a while saw the tent in the middle of a field. It was blue. A small lihgt was flickering in the tent, propably a candle.

Ankka slowly opened the tent's door, and was greatly surprised when he saw SaaMsan sitting on the small bed - type thing in the middle of the tent.

"There are men coming this way to get rid of you to get the Fighting Zone clear, they propably won't be too kind, I suggest you get out of here and fast! If you're fast, you may even be able to resque your tent!"

"Never!" shouted SaaMsan. "You can burn my blue robe, I've got others. Torch my camp, its not the highest thread count cloth I own. Tear up my books... erah... we don't have books yet..." SaaMsan paused, thought, then came to this conclusion: "But you'll never take meh freeeeeeeeeedoooomm!!"
"...the hell?" replied Ankka.

Pete, the young 14 year old, heard some people screaming. He walked over a hill and he saw this little tent with 6 harsh guys going towards. The 6 guys didn't see Pete because he was behind them. Pete took his longsword out of its holder and got his little wood sheild out. Who ever was in the tent he was going to save.

Pete then charged at the 6 men and swung his sword at one, and the one fell over. All of the sudden the remaining 5 men turned around and went towrds Pete. Pete stood calm as the men came towards him.

"Bring it on."

"Hey! Weirdo with the longsword! Yea, you. C'mon! We can take'em" shouted SaaMsan.
With that, SaaMsan ran over to one up the guys and screamed "Judo Chop!" The guy fell like a ton of bricks. "Weird. Gotta remember that one" thought SaaMsan. What will happen next? (ya know, Strider, you can try to yell at me to get off the field)

Immo had always fancied himself as adept at unarmed combat, having learned disabling movements from his father. He arrived at the tent at the south entrance of the competition and saw a small lineup of contestants, most of them young and immature looking. Some immediately earned his respect, especially the coordinator, called Strider. A hulk of a man, Immo considered him a worthy adversary, both on the battlefield and in the sake room.

"what compeitions would you like to sign up for?" the competition organizer spoke out to him.

"Unarmed combat, and Horseracing" He replied.

BCLG approaches and looks quite a sight with his sword drawn,

"ALL OF YOU, CLEAR OFF!" with that everyone vanishes except little SaamSan who keeps saying judo chop to himself and hitting thin air.

(previously in the day, before Michiko entered the bar).

"Such vulgarities used by these men!", thought Michiko.

Culture Note: - Japanese people consider it rude, and chauvinistic if one refers to themselfs using "san", or any other ending. It's ok to use san/sama/kun/chan after another person's name.

Michiko walks up to the registration hut and gives two bamboo weeds (there's no currency or writing yet!) as a symbol that she has signed up for the games. "I would like to enter the Battle Royal, and 1vs1 unarmed defense combat". Michiko has sort of a 6th sense about her that made her a natural fighter, despite what her nature would show. She could easily anticipate what her opponents moves would be. Some would even said she could control nature itself -- but that is only just a rumor. Michiko often shunned the way people would look at her abilities as being mystical. Nevertheless, she was ready for some excitement, and willing to train her skills.

(previously in the day, before Michiko entered the bar).

"Such vulgarities used by these men!", thought Michiko.

Culture Note: - Japanese people consider it rude, and chauvinistic if one refers to themselfs using "san", or any other ending. It's ok to use san/sama/kun/chan after another person's name.

Michiko walks up to the registration hut and gives two bamboo weeds (there's no currency or writing yet!) as a symbol that she has signed up for the games. "I would like to enter the Battle Royal, and 1vs1 unarmed defense combat". Michiko has sort of a 6th sense about her that made her a natural fighter, despite what her nature would show. She could easily anticipate what her opponents moves would be. Some would even said she could control nature itself -- but that is only just a rumor. Michiko often shunned the way people would look at her abilities as being mystical. Nevertheless, she was ready for some excitement, and willing to train her skills.

oh... i had no idea. i was basing it off of Iron Chef. :Goes to kill the anouncer dude: they call him squesan, or something to that account. But it's always "san" grr... well, might as well add male chauvinist pig to my character flaws. but its not the 60s, so i cant, so too bad. SaaMsan stays.
this has been a "blame iron chef" post

oh... i had no idea. i was basing it off of Iron Chef. :Goes to kill the anouncer dude: they call him squesan, or something to that account. But it's always "san" grr... well, might as well add male chauvinist pig to my character flaws. but its not the 60s, so i cant, so too bad. SaaMsan stays.
this has been a "blame iron chef" post

OOC (Out Of Character): Never listen to cheap translators. ;)

Snipel sits on a hill above the field. He laughs at the fools and their petty quarrels. Especially the ones running around with imaginary weapons in their hands (Swords haven't been invented yet). He had half a mind to run in there and break up the brawl, but he knew he would end up a part of it, and that was the last thing he wanted. "A battle over a blood sport," he thought, "when will we learn, we're a society. Oh well no one ever listens."
Snipel stands up and goes home to fix himself some rice.

Snipel - you need a character. As for the swords, they're bronze swords. ;)

Hey! Weirdo with the longsword! Yea, you. C'mon! We can take'em" shouted SaaMsan.

Pete looked at SaaMsan. "The name isn't Weirdo," said Pete. "The name is Pete." Pete then swung his sword again at the remaining 4 men. Pete missed. Pete didn't know that there was one of the strange men behind him. The man was about to hit when...

OOC: We also have the tech we are currently researching so the swords can be iron/steel, unless we changed from Iron Working to something else :p.

*Ixosis saw the petty quarrel on the tournemant field and follow BCLG to break it up. He unsheathed his katana and blocked the blow going for Pete. Ixosis then walked over to SaaMsan.*

"I know the fact of men fighting each other turns your stomach, but they are doing it under their freedom as you are standing here blocking a very miniscule part of the field. You can stay, but I assume you'll be attacked again, or the tournament will go on whether or not your tent is here. Out of this huge field, a few meters won't matter. Your choice bud."

*Ixosis walks back to Pete*

"You young man better be careful, next time you may not have someone stop a fight like this. But what is your name? Your skills in a sword are evident. Maybe I can help you improve them."

SaaMsan, upon realizing that he only was taking up a small part of the field, stoped and thought. "Crap. What am I doing here on this corner? I should be in the center." But as he was thinking that, he noticed Ixosis pull out a large sword made of a material he had never seen before. "Crap 2x"
SaaMsan decided to back into his corner a little more and not take on the main field. If he did, there would be all sorts of bedlam. And even SaaMsan didnt want that.
Leaving his tent for a few moments, he finds Strider. "Alright. Here's what I'm willing to do. I'll stay in my corner and you guys play arround me. Heck, I'll even provide some stuff for target practice. In return, I want a small button that says I'm a peaceful protester, along with some discounts at the Immo pub and reduced admission to a show. You'll get to play, but I'll be there protesting. But you most likely wont be able to see me. Out of sight, out of mind. Do we have a deal?"
Strider thinks about it and says "..."

Oh, in other news, if my protest buttons and discounts thing looks funny, its because its true. I have to pick one up myself so that I can get 5 bucks off @ applebees. Silly Mayor... (http://www.nytimes.com/2004/08/18/nyregion/18buttons.html - NYTimes article on Peaceful Political Activist buttons) and 5 points to anyone who can name the other large green I was talking about. HINT: NYCs being sued over it right now

SaaMsan
and
SaaM

Ankka wonders what these Iron Chef's are what SaaMsan is talking about.

After the little battlein the fields he decides that warring is useless, and killing others isn't nice. He decides to follow SaaMsan and try and get that cool stuff too which he heard about. Buttons and discounts... Wow. Now that's something.

OOC: Ankka - It's an imported Japanese show that's shown over here (cooking shows). The series ended in Japan years ago, though. It's like a cook-off (cooking contest).

CivGeneral walks to the sign up sheet and signs his name for the unarmed combat games.

BCLG begins talking to his felow samurai civinator

"when do you reckon this tournament is going to get started then?"

SaaMsan stays in his little corner and shouts.
"No blood for Iron!"
Someone shouts back "But swordfighting uses Iron and blood is normally drawn, doofball."
"Ah yeah, well, lemme just keep shouting!"

*Ixosis walks back to Pete*

"You young man better be careful, next time you may not have someone stop a fight like this. But what is your name? Your skills in a sword are evident. Maybe I can help you improve them."

"Ixosis, I can I every thank you," siad Pete. "I am training to became a great samurai that fights on horseback. I already got the sword made of the strongest iron in the land. I think this tounament will help me get better...if I survive.."

"Oh and...would that guy in the corner stop shouting! I'll come over there and give you a lesson!!"

*Ixosis chuckles*

"There's no point in wasting your energy on him, he can't do anything but talk. Anyway, I'd like for you to show me what you know."

*Ixosis grabs two sword sized sticks, throws one to Pete, and then makes an attack low at Pete's ankle.*

**LEGION TOURNAMENT** the sign said.

This might be interesting, I thought, as I looked towards the field. Men in armor, on horses, men with spears, swords and bows where all in the field, looking at each other. There where a few men wearing only loose fitting padded clothes.

"Whats all this about??" I asked a young boy standing nearby.

"Its the Legion Tournament!! Only the greatest fighting contest in all of Japanatica!! All the best fighters are here!!" said the young boy.

"Really?? Combat eh?? Are there any unarmed combat categories??" I asked

"YES THERE IS Pelon-san!! Look, over there!!"

I looked over to one corner of the field, where men where practicing all sorts of combat moves. A few where sparring with other fighters. I decided to walk over and take a look.

Quite a few of the fighters assembled in the field gave me strange looks. My stance on fighting was well-known in Japanatica, since I was one of the founders of the Zenedoshou. Fighting was something we did not approve of.

Well, mindless offensive fighting. Self-defense was, unfourtunatly, a survival skill in Japanatica.

I noticed all the hand-to-hand fighting was made up of the crude, yet brutally effective techniques taught to the Japanatican soldiers. Enphasis was made on strength and power, and most of the fighters here where large brutes, strong and very ugly.

"Lookit the Zenedo fool!!" An earless toothless man shouted out. I turned around and stared him down. I walked over.

"Ill see you in the ring sir..." and walked away.

I never thought Id would get a chance to show the defensive fighting techniques I had been working on for all those years after getting the desk job at the Ministry. I had never been a large or strong man, but years of swimming in the river, meditation and running had made me into a somewhat of an athlete. Since fighting was so common un Japanatica, I had decided to try and learn a way to defend myself, but without falling into the punch-his-teeth-out style still taught to the warriors of Japanatica.

As I walked up to the signup sheet I seemed to notice a familiar face under a the dark face mask of the man who had just signed up before me.

I looked at the name: CivGeneral.

My boss at the Ministry. Great. Oh well, this might be my only chance to get back at him.

I signed on.



WAIT!! HOW IS IT WE CAN:

Ride Horses, use Bows, and WRITE if we dont have Horseback Riding, Warrior Code or Alphabet yet??

I want my money backkkkk :goodjob:

because we have the wheel?????????????? therefore chariots if you want to get specific, this is caveman writing and the bows is just getting picky :p

OOC: They're simple, toy bows. Yew and Ash wood haven't been utilized yet to make the stronger, required bows.

While thinking how on earth he got himself in the army, even as a scout, he came to the field, where he saw people organazing the first legion games. The recuitment guy had advised him to partisipate in the games, and... Well, life's short.

- How do I sign in?
- You just put your signature under the category you'll partisipate.

He draw a simple signature in the paper, presenting a fish, and leaved the field.

*Ixosis grabs two sword sized sticks, throws one to Pete, and then makes an attack low at Pete's ankle.*

Pete blocked the atttack by putting his stick in front of the blow. "You have to try harder than that," said Pete. Then Pete attacked Ixosis's shoulder. The one without the sword in the hand.

The first round in Unarmed Combat will begin tommorow!!! The contestants are Strider vs Meacha.

*Ixosis drops back and then kicks Pete's legs out from under him. He then launches himself back to his feet and puts the stick at Pete's chest.*

"A little slow bub, but we can work on that."

*Ixosis extends his hand and helps Pete up from off the ground.*

"Come, we can take my horses to the Omo in Immo."

*Ixosis makes a shrill whistle, and then another in a different tone and two horses come trotting over to them.*

"Saddle up and ride out."

*Ixosis hops up top the saddle and starts off slowly to wait for Pete.*

BlackHeart is heavy with sweat from his just finished hunt. His farmer's clothes are drenched by his tiger-skin cloak is still surprisingly dry.

"Ahhh a tourney! Maybe now I will meet some worthy opponents and hone my skill for the army."

Almost overnight the fairly empty field is put together with several hundred uncomfortable wooden seats around a large playing field. The grass is fairly wet from the rain the night before, and in several places the grass gives way to mud.

"The match will begin in 5 hours time!!! See the first match of the Legion Tournament tonight!!!"

*Ankka goes to sit near SaaMsan's tent, this weird little guys doings seem funny and there might happen something, so would be good to be near it to get a good view.

*Ixosis makes a shrill whistle, and then another in a different tone and two horses come trotting over to them.*

"Saddle up and ride out."

*Ixosis hops up top the saddle and starts off slowly to wait for Pete.*

Pete then saddles up on the horse. He jumps on and rides in the hot sun overhead. He catches up to Ixosis and says, "The tournement is going to start soon... I would like to get back for the next event...."

SaaMsan is waiting for the tournament. His corner is now full of odd drawings, peaceful protester buttons and other odd things. SaaMsan must really be loosing it, as he's resorted to line dancing with his nameless interns. "Step, Kick! Step, Kick!" They're dancing. SaaMsan watches, and one of them trips on his own feet. "No no no no no! Bedlam! Bedlam! Watch. It's this a 5-6-7-8 Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch. Again!"
SaaMsan has really lost it. A Chorus Line isn't due out for another couple of milenia and he's already training his interns to do the opening. Weirdo...

"where did yu get sucha corner" asked BCLG "for i greatly desire one"

BlackHeart watches SaaMsan's corner with humor.

"That's is a great act you have there! Maybe your opponent will laugh himself to death."

*Ixosis chuckles to himself.*

"Don't worry bub, I'll make sure you get back well rested for your turn to fight. You'll be back by the sunset of tomorrow."

"Now let's ride, RIDE like the wind!," said Pete.

*Ixosis pushes his horse to race Pete to Immo. His horse jumps logs, dodges trees, and wades brooks and streams. Ixosis looked back so see Pete following him closely.*

"I see you're a natural for riding a horse, but can you do this?"

*Ixosis stands on the back of his horse and 'surfs' while going through a forest. As a low branch apporached Ixosis jumped over it and did a barrel roll (also know as a varial flip in MotoX ;)) and lands back into the saddle. He gets up again but stands backwards on the horse and watches as Pete's eyes grow wide with amazement.*

"Watch out behind you!"
"Don't worry."

*Ixosis winks and as another branch comes he does a back hand spring off of one and does a spin flip off another at a higher level, but unfortunately hits a thick branch right into his waist. He grunts a pain and falls onto another branch but manages to grab on and stop his fall as he swings up and sits down, watching Pete get his and Ixosis' horse back.*

"Well that was unexpected."

*Ixosis dropped to the ground catlike and then jumped atop his horse again, and they were off, again.*

"So do you have any tricks you want to show off?"

*Ixosis laughs to himself as he rethinks how he hit that tree back there.*

Horns sound, marking the start of the match. The crowd yells as both competitors enter the arena, but quickly quiet down as the flag goes up and..

The flag is down!!! The match has begun!!! Strider on the offensive a nice side cut, but blocked by Meacha. Now Meacha on the offensive, a nice hit to Striders shoulder, would have been ever worst if, AND STRIDER HAS KNOCKED MEACHA DOWN!!!! THIS FIGHT MAY BE OVER!! NO!! He's back up with a quick backflip, a nice move there. Strider back on the offensive, he's gotten a few good punch's onto Meacha, and.. ouch... that one had to hurt. Meacha just kicked Strider hard in the kneecap... HE'S DOWN!!! THE FIGHT IS OVER!!! MEACHA HAS WON!!!

SaaMsan's Interns can't find SaaMsan.
"Crap. Where is he?" asked Nino (Nameless Intern Number One)
"I don't know" responded Ninto (2) "Has anyone seen SaaMsan?" This last question was adressed to the other dozen nameless interns, (Ninth, Ninfo, Ninfi, Ninsi, Ninse, Nine, Ninn, Nint, Ninel, Nintw, Ninthi, Ninft) "No" they replyed in unison.
"Hey Ninn," asked Ninel "Why'd we have to change our names to these weird ones? I used to be Betty, but now I'm Ninel for some reason."
"Don't ask" cautioned Ninn. "Otherwise SaaMsan will start singing again"
"But he's not here right now. Remember? We don't know where he is!" shouted ... one of them.
"Hey look... a note" said one of them.
The note read:
Dear Interns
I have gone to the temple for a several day massage. Do not disturb me unless two or more of you are dead. Good luck with the protests and keep practicing the routene. I'll be back when I'm done at the temple for the show.
Love,
SaaMsan

A unanimous "Oy" went up from the 14 nameless interns.

BCLG wanders around and comes across 12 worried looking men and 2 worried looking women, "Are you lot lost? questions BCLG, they all proceed to nod in unison,
"i take it your not too talkative either?", they all shake their heads together except one of the slower ones, who picks his nose.
"lets go and see if we can find him." BCLG says and sets off, then comes back as at least 5 of them had begun following the bird they'd seen in the sky.

An announcement goes up around the Legion Tournament site

The last day for sign-ups is wednesday!!! The Legion Tournament will offcially begin on thursday!!

Michiko heads to the arena, eager to practice her skills, and maybe even improve some.

Hydrino walks into the sign-up office. "Hmm... The choices are horse racing, swordplay, unarmed combat, archery, and battle royal," he reads off the sign on the wall. "Well, I can't ride, use a sword, and am unable to pose a threat physically. But I am pretty crafty with a bow." He writes his name on the sign-up line for archery.

Thos strides across the field to the organizers. His broad shoulders stand an inch above most of the crowd, and the bright scars on his back stand out after a full day straining in the blacksmith's shop. He speaks to one of the organizers and thinks to try his hand at armed sword combat and the battle royale. His sister, now 14, tries to stop him, but Thos craves action and what better activity than a massive battle with the unequaled warriors of Japantikku.

OOC: My computer does not seem to want to run the stats program that I made for the tournament, so I won't beable to finish all of them today. I will however post a schedule:

Saturday:
First rounds of Armed Combat
First rounds of Unarmed Combat

Sunday:
Second rounds of Armed Combat
Second rounds of Unarmed Combat
Horse races

Monday:
Final round of Armed Combat
Final round of Unarmed combat
Archery

Tuesday:
Battle Royal

Hydrino will have plenty of time to get his bow arm ready for Monday's tournament.

*Ixosis pushes his horse to race Pete to Immo. His horse jumps logs, dodges trees, and wades brooks and streams. Ixosis looked back so see Pete following him closely.*

"I see you're a natural for riding a horse, but can you do this?"

*Ixosis stands on the back of his horse and 'surfs' while going through a forest. As a low branch apporached Ixosis jumped over it and did a barrel roll (also know as a varial flip in MotoX ;)) and lands back into the saddle. He gets up again but stands backwards on the horse and watches as Pete's eyes grow wide with amazement.*

"Watch out behind you!"
"Don't worry."

*Ixosis winks and as another branch comes he does a back hand spring off of one and does a spin flip off another at a higher level, but unfortunately hits a thick branch right into his waist. He grunts a pain and falls onto another branch but manages to grab on and stop his fall as he swings up and sits down, watching Pete get his and Ixosis' horse back.*

"Well that was unexpected."

*Ixosis dropped to the ground catlike and then jumped atop his horse again, and they were off, again.*

"So do you have any tricks you want to show off?"

*Ixosis laughs to himself as he rethinks how he hit that tree back there.*

*Pete still stares in amazement..*

"So do you have any tricks to so off Pete"

*Pete stops day dreaming*

"Well let's see here," said Pete. Pete then stands up carefully and jumps very high and does 2 flips in mid air. the then lands on his hands. Then he is riding on his head. He then sits back down on the horse. there was a treebrand coming up. He jumped of the horse and was in fornt of the horse about 6 feet. He grabs the branch and swings around and the jumos in the horse. just then he hit his chest with a big tree branch. He catches a branch with his feet before he fell.

*Pete thought how could he get back to his horse.*

He jumps atop the branch. He starts running towrads the horse on the branched and catches up to it. He then slips and hits Ixosis in the back and he falls off and then Pete off his horse.

*The horses started running away as Pete and Ixosis lay on the ground.*

"Sorry man..," said Pete.

Ixosis a little shaken up gets up and says, "It's okay. We better starting getting back to that tournament. Gonna start soon. We have to walk it lookss like unless we get the horses back whice they are long gone."

OOC: The damn calculator is still giving me problems, so I'm just going to do it manually tommorow, but I'm goung to have to back the tournament up by one day. Here is who everyone is facing though:

Unarmed Combat:
Round 1
Immortal vs Superpelon

Round 2
Michiko vs CivGeneral

Final Round
Round 1 winner vs Round 2 winner

Armed:
Round 1
BCLG vs truckingpete

Round 2
Blackheart vs Thos

Final Round
Round 1 winner vs Round 2 winner

Sigh... Hydrino's the only one doing archery. He's so lonely. ;)

you cant really lose then can you? :D strider maye get a couple of NPC's involved i dunno :)

Immortal vs Superpelon

The match begins at the first signs of dusk. Both partcipants watch eachother carefully for any sign of an advantage. Immortal charges in as Superpelon slides on mud from the recent rainfall, but it was only a feint and Superpelon using Immortals momentum against him and throws him onto his back. Superpelon moves in quickly to finish the match, but Immortal lands a stunning kick onto his right knee, allowing time for Immortal to regain his stance.

With both partcipants back on there feet, and except for a slight limp on Superpelons part, perfectly fine. The battle goes back to watching for even the smallest advantage. Both partcipants charge in once again, Immortal landing a stunning hit on Superpelons left cheek before he's tackled to the ground. Both of them struggle to get ontop as they constantly land weakened blows against eachother. Superpelon, moving fast push's himself away from Immortal and quickly jumping back at him landing a stunning blow to Immortals forehead, and ending the match. Superpelon Wins

BCLG vs truckingpete

The match begins, and with the quickly diminishing light making it hard for both contestants to see eachother. Truckingpete starts the match off by quickly charging BCLG, who stands his ground. BCLG quickly dodge's Truckingpete's longsword and makes a quick jab with his katana as he pass's, only to be blocked by Truckingpete's shield.

BCLG quickly follows Truckingpete, blocks the swing from his longsword, only to receive a hard smack on the side of the face by Truckingpete's shield. Truckingpete quickly used his advantage raising his foot up and kicking BCLG inside of the stomach, knocking him onto his back.

Truckingpete follows him his attack, making a quick downwards swipe with his longsword, only to be blocked by BCLG's katana. BCLG quickly use's his foot to trip Truckingpete, forcing him to fall right ontop of BCLG. Both partcipants, surprised by finding the other either underneath or ontop of them, tried to find some way to use the situation to there advantage. Truckingpete was the first to think of something, rising up alittle bit and laying a solid smack with his shield into BCLG's face, ending the match and knocking him out cold. Truckingpete Wins

Michiko enters the Arena, seeing it's her turn to go next, and heads to the local buddhist/shinto shrine to pray before the match.

Strider came over to Pete and raised one of Pete's arms to show that he won this round. BCLG was starting to wake up. Pete looked down at him and said,"Good job." and helped BCLG up. "MAn were did you learn are those moves??" said BCLG.

Pete smiles and looks right at Ixosis. Pete gives a wink for thanks.

Jack Ijumo went up and read the sign and signed his name below Swordplay. He tells CivGeneral " I am a pretty good swordsman, I have practiced alot. I am ready for the tournament.l"

OOC you'll have to see with strider whether its not too late.

OOC: Yes, sorry JackA it's to late. Also sorry about messing up my schedule, its been a bad couple of days for me. I'm not going to bother doing a "play by play" action of the horse races, as it wouldn't be that interesting anyway. So I'll just post the results, with play by play action of the next rounds in Armed and Unarmed combat to come.

The placings of the horse races is as follows:
1st place is awarded to RealPave
2nd place is awarded to Strider
3rd place is awarded to Immortal

The battle begins, both partcipants still quickly moving in, making this fight seem like it might be a fast one. Michiko quickly dodges under CivGenerals defense and lands to quick blows to his stomach, knocking the air out of him. He quickly backs up to regain ground, but Michiko keeps pushing in raining blows down on him. After several minutes of this, it seems like CivGeneral is has had enough, hardly even able to get each arm up to help soften a blow.

After a fairly hard hit in the face by Michiko, CivGeneral goes down, only to come back up quickly in a feint that allows him to quickly rain several blows onto Michiko and put her on the defensive. CivGeneral, with new found energy started to quickly turn the tides as an already tired Michiko tries to recover, but she's unable to and with a hard right punch, CivGeneral knocks her out cold. CivGeneral Wins