Round 1: Hirru vs Azide

[Zelrius 0]

The gates open and the countdown begins down to 10. The two players stood across the way from eachother on the Arena of the First floor. Just as he had done for the season, The boy lifted up two banners each representing the guilds of those participating and lowered them to signal they're prepare stage during the ten second countdown.

(OOC sorry, super lazy, Had no sleep last night)

Rules:

Please also post your Stats and Equipment in your first post.

No Consumables (Meaning Alchemical Products, Food, Performer products, Crystals, Etc etc.)

All Equippables are allow

All Skills ARE allowed

Both players will post their max HP, 

Post an LD roll in your first post to decide whom goes first.

[Azide 0]

 As Azide emerged into the arena, a thunderous round of applause erupted from the crowd; their numbers were so vast that they could have surely swallowed him whole, were they to descend from their perches in the towering Colosseum. From the sidelines, Zelrius raised two blank flags, eliciting a raised brow from the dagger-wielder. From what he'd been told, there was precedent for presenting the flags of each participant's guild- but cookie cutter systems had a tendency to break down when it came to exceptions to their rules. He belonged to no guild, and from the looks of it, neither did the man opposite of him. As a result, the former Blood Buccaneer was left looking somewhat ridiculous.

He eyed his opponent appraisingly as the hovering timer ticked closer and closer to an inevitable zero. A man of roughly the same stature as himself, from the looks of it, albeit the green on this man was in his hair, rather than his clothes. Any parallels ended there, as this player appeared to be wielding a one-handed straight sword, and donned a lustrous suit of armor, as opposed to his own razor and Kevlar-based jacket. Moreover, the swordsman was a face he had only seen once- at a recent raid meeting.

He rolled his neck before doing the same with his shoulders. Looking the other man in the eye, he smiled slightly. "Let's have a clean fight, shall we?"

ID: 34908 | LD: 3

Stats:

Level: 31 | HP: 129 | Energy: 31

Damage: 10 | Paralyze: 1 | Savvy: 1

Mitigation: 0 | Accuracy: 3 | Evasion: 4

Skills:

One-Handed Dagger (R5) | Charge (R2)

Athletics | Precision | Sprint & Acrobatics

Concentration | Survival

Equipment:

Chemikaze: +2 Damage, +1 Paralyze

Heisenberg's Uncertainty: +2 Evasion, +1 Savvy

Schrodinger's Pendant: +2 Accuracy, +1 Evasion

Familiar:

Lucifer: +1 Damage

Edited October 13, 2015 by Azide

[Hirru 0]

Entering the arena, the hunter found himself enraptured by the sensations from the crowd.  He had never really had so much applause coming from anyone.  Though, in all, it was only for the fight that will happen in a few seconds.  Hirru quickly checked his stats and equipment before the timer would end:

• Lvl 16 | HP 69 | EP 16
• Weapon: Patience [DMG 1 / Bleed 1]
• Armor: Sorrow of the Matron Wolf [Regen 6]
• Accessory: Spirit of the Jade Dragon [ACC 2 / EVA 1]
• OHSS Rank 2 / Hvy Amr Rank 1 / Athletics / Concentration / S&D Rank 1
• DMG 5 / MIT 5 / ACC 2 / EVA 1 / Bleed 1 / Regen 6 / LD +1

Pushing the menu aside to clear it way, Hirru looked towards his opponent.  A rather mysterious warrior that he had rarely ever seen.  It wasn't until the latest boss meeting that they had met, and that was only for a brief time.  The hunter had no idea about his abilities, but to be apart of the raid meeting meant that he was really powerful.  If anything, Hirru was sure that a miracle would have to let him win.

"As clean as we can make it!"

He said as he grinned back.

[ID = 34912][LD = 17+1=18] I go first then.

Edited October 13, 2015 by Hirru

[Hirru 0]

[ID = 34916]
[BD = 9] Crit Hit! 5+1=6 DMG {Bleed (4 DMG for 2 turns)}
[Sword Art: Horizontal Square] 4x1x6= 24 DMG {Stun}

Once the timer counted down, the hunter took his chance.  He wasn't as fast as his opponent, but the art of surprise would be with either of them.  Rushing forward while drawing out his crimson blade, Patience, Hirru closed the distance between the two before activating his planned attack.  Even though he wouldn't last against a strong enemy, the hunter needed to use his own smarts from the wilds to catch him.  Especially one that was apparently faster than him.  Just as Hirru activated his attack, he could see that Azide was much faster than the hunter was.  By a miracle indeed, the attack was able to catch the speedy player.  When it was finished, Hirru could get some breathing room as the stunning effect of the sword art would take effect.

[Hirru = 69/69 HP // 9/16 EP] - 7 EP
[Azide = 105/129 HP // 31/31 EP] -24 HP {STUNNED}{BLEED 2/2}

Edited October 13, 2015 by Hirru

[Zelrius 0]

(Forgot to mention: The battle goes for Eighty Hp loss. Whoopsie, continue you on.)

[Azide 0]

When the timer reached zero, it was Hirru who had moved first. When the duel had started, Azide had been able to gleam that his opponent was of a significantly lower level- which was not to say that he could be underestimated, but that there was only so much that the swordsman could do. With his fingers wrapped around the handle of his dagger, Azide stood in wait, hoping to leverage the very same counterpunch-based style he had used in the past; it was a strategy in which maximum evasion and accuracy were a crutch, but his faith in the two had not failed him yet.

But as the green-haired hunter rushed forward, he had moved beyond the degree of speed in which Azide had been expecting; his eyes widened as Hirru came within striking distance at a moment's notice, and he could have sworn the man still wore the same grin which had stretched across his face from the beginning. But he was not about to stand around and find out. Leaning back, he pushed off against the ground in an effort to reposition himself, only to be caught by the very tip of the man's sword.

At that instant, he ripped his dagger from its sheath- only he didn't. His entire body had gone rigid, as if it were just barely out of reach from his own will. He could practically feel his fingertips grazing against the grip of his knife, all he needed to do was draw it... To make matters worse, the orange wound on his chest had not closed, signalling that his opponent had instilled within him the notorious bleed effect.

It was all a troublesome ordeal, but he had no illusions on the disparity present in this duel. The fact that Hirru had not felled him in one blow spoke to that, and so ultimately, he took the opportunity to formulate a plan of action for the moment he regained control of his legs.

Hirru: 69/69 HP | 9/16 EN
Azide: 101/129 HP (-4 Bleed) | 31/31 EN 

[Stunned]
[1 turn of Bleed Remaining]

[Hirru 0]

(OOC: Because of some rule changes... NOTHING WE DID COUNTS!!  First to deal 200 dmg wins!)

Hirru shook his head before pulling his hand away from the orb.  Groping his hand, he couldn't understand what had just happened, but understood that he just gained the effects from that weird contraption.  Looking at this own health, the hunter noticed a little heart with a number saying 300 on it.  That must mean that he had 369 health now.  After he pulled his hand back, he was told to move to his side of the arena, which he did without question.  The blonde haired warrior seemed to have an aura that disturbed Hirru and he didn't want to bring that upon himself.  Opening his menu to recheck equipment:

• Lvl 16 | HP 369 | EP 16
• Weapon: Patience [DMG 1 / Bleed 1]
• Armor: Sorrow of the Matron Wolf [Regen 6]
• Accessory: Spirit of the Jade Dragon [ACC 2 / EVA 1]
• OHSS Rank 2 / Hvy Amr Rank 1 / Athletics / Concentration / S&D Rank 1
• DMG 5 / MIT 5 / ACC 2 / EVA 1 / Bleed 1 / Regen 6 / LD +1

The hunter pushed the menu aside while placing his hand on the hilt of Patience, one of the two trusted swords of his life.

"Let's give the crowd a good time!"

[ID = 34993][LD = 2+1=3] Switching places, I see!

Edited October 14, 2015 by Hirru

[Azide 0]

"What the hell was that?" wondered Azide, as he drew his hand away from the gently glowing orb. He took a few steps back, blinking slowly all the while, and staring at his palm and fingers as if they were a solid purple. His eyes drifted all around, catching sight of the green-haired man before him, along with the roaring crowd around them. A quick shift of his gaze confirmed that his health had been increased by a good three hundred points- presumably temporary, and it now sat at a lofty four hundred and twenty-nine. "I wonder if anybody would notice if I made off with that thing after the match," he thought, eyeing the sphere.

In any case, he lowered a hand to his hip, the tips of his fingers just barely grazing the flap of his leather pouch. Whatever had happened before was unimportant- it was time to face Hirru, and he would not be caught dazed and off guard. He nodded at the man's words, as he readied himself to take off at a moment's notice. "We'll give them a show," he answered, the corners of his lips twitching as the timer struck zero.

 

Stats: Same as above.

Azide HP ---> 429/429 (+300 Over-Health)
ID: 35022 | LD: 13

Edited October 14, 2015 by Azide

[Azide 0]

Like an arrow with a tailwind, Azide came flying at his opponent at a blinding pace, wielding a precision which was not quite cutthroat- actually killing this man was not something he wished to be held accountable for. But even so, nobody had ever died from pure speed alone- other than those who had overdosed, but that was beside the point. There was no way in hell that a man in a metal suit was going to lay so much as a finger on him, and he would be more than happy to provide a demonstration.

Mid-stride, his fingers snatched up Chemikaze into their clutches, and he bared the blade firmly in hand as Hirru came within reach. Glowing red, the dagger was driven swiftly through a chink in the swordsman's armor with a single well-placed thrust. Cold steel bit into warm flesh, before exiting the fresh wound as Azide twirled from left to right. His knife freed and his target neutralized, he raised his weapon once more as the crowd exploded around them.

ID: 35023 | BD: 7 + 3 - 1 = Hit

Armor Pierce (1x1) [10 + 2 (Charge)] = 12 
12 - 5 (MIT) = 7 DMG

Azide | 429/429 HP | 27/31 EN (-4)
Hirru | 362/369 HP (-7) | 16/16 EN [Stunned]

Edited October 14, 2015 by Azide

[Hirru 0]

As the match started, Hirru couldn't believe what had just transpired.  His opponent, before the hunter could ever reach his sword's hilt, blazed across the arena and stabbed him.  If it wasn't for the fact that the hunter was quite stunned, both mentally and physically, he could have enacted a counter attack.  That was out of the question now, as Hirru was forced back to watch the crowd applause the attack of the dagger user, Azide.  That perplexed Hirru even more, as dagger users are known for their multi-hit arts.  

Was this man doing this to give me a fair competition, or was he mocking the hunter?

At this point, Hirru wouldn't know as his health drew back to nearly full from his armor's ability.

[ID = 35032]
[CD = 12] Regen Activated +6 HP

[Hirru = 368/369 HP // 16/16 EN] +6 HP
[Azide = 429/429 HP // 27/31 EN]

Edited October 14, 2015 by Hirru

[Azide 0]

If Azide had actually known this man, perhaps he would have been more likely to exchange with him a bit of banter- there'd certainly been time for a quick remark in the previous instant, where Hirru had stood stunned on his feet. But with little inspiration to draw from, it was probably better for everyone involved that they let their blades do bulk of the talking. And indeed, Hirru had been at a loss for words as the dagger met his skin; a look in his eyes hinted at confusion. Was the man confused as to why he had chosen the Art that he had?

His eyes fell upon his opponent's health, taking note of the fraction which had been regenerated- nearly the entirety of it. Either his opponent sported regen enhanced armor, or he had access to the oft-neglected combat heal skill. Useful, perhaps, for minor injuries sustained in the field, but not nearly as much when faced with a more credible threat.

A crimson light enveloped the length of his dagger as the system recognized the combination of his position and gesture- his grip reversed, his arm reared back and ready to go. When the glow reached its peak, Azide slashed his immobile target broadly across the chest, following the momentum of his swing into two spinning kicks.

ID: 35044 | BD: 4 + 3  (ACC) = 7 (Hit)

Shadow Stitch (3x2) (10) = 60
60 - 5 (MIT) = 55 DMG

Azide | 429/429 HP | 22/31 EN (+1)(-6)
Hirru | 313/369 HP (-55) | 16/16 EN

Edited October 14, 2015 by Azide

[Hirru 0]

Having started this match out with nothing else but most of his health lost to a stunned state, Hirru finally got himself into the match.  His opponent was definitely fast, and if he wanted to catch him off guard, that chance was gone.  He could also hit rather hard for all the hits that he could do.  From what Hirru could tell, Azide was much stronger than him, but by how much?  The only way to get through this now, was to play this as it should be.  A game of wits and endurance.

Getting into position, Hirru would make his move.  A slight attack to see how his opponent could take a hit, but that would work out.  Unfortunately, the enemy would be too fast, as his attack flew past his opponent.  It was as if he was built to be faster than anyone else.  If that was true, then Hirru was incredibly out matched.

[ID = 35095]
[BD = 6+2-4=4] Miss
[CD = 2] N/A

[Hirru = 313/369 HP // 14/16 EN] -2 EN
[Azide = 429/429 HP // 22/31 EN]

Edited October 15, 2015 by Hirru

[Azide 0]

 An absence of colored light from the the drawn blade signaled that Hirru had not sought to invoke the use of a Sword Art. Considering the situation that his opponent was in, coupled with the man's expression, he could at least strike out the possibility that the swordsman had simply given up. Calm brown eyes rushed to catch sight of a more fiery pair. No, Hirru had clearly not thrown in the towel. So just why had he attempted to hit him with a normal attack? Sure, those freestyle swings had once been the bread and butter of offensive technique, but as of the latest patch they'd lost much of their old luster. Nowadays, their only remaining utility was as a means to conserve energy. 

"Is that it, Hirru?" he wondered, edging out the warrior's blade by hair; the sword had been a little too close for comfort, so that it appeared as if Azide had simply phased through the strike entirely. "Are you trying to measure my evasion?" It would almost make sense- to hedge one's bets with a less energy intensive attack, as anything more would be wasted in the case of a target possessing higher-than-expected evasion. But even still, what could be done with knowledge alone?

Azide mentally traced the remaining arc of the youth's swing, triggering the appropriate Art only after selecting a technique that could be executed before the man's missed attack could be carried to completion. With a bit of quickly channeled concentration, he elected for the activation of Cross Edge. His dagger acquired an aura of red, before before tearing twice into Hirru's armor, leaving behind two orange lines running perpendicular across the man's torso.

ID: 35104 | BD: 2 + 3 (Equipment) + 1 (Savvy) + 1 (Concentration) - 1 (Evasion) = 6 (Hit)

Cross Edge (2x4) (10) = 80
80 - 5 (MIT) = 75 DMG

Azide | 429/429 HP | 15/31 EN (+1)(-8)
Hirru | 238/369 HP (-75) | 14/16 EN

[Concentration Cooldown: 0/5]

Edited October 15, 2015 by Azide

[Hirru 0]

As the fight went on, Hirru could only become a punching bag to his opponent.  The fight was pretty one sided from the start, but wouldn't show it until now.  Having wasted some time and energy in getting the basics of his opponent, the hunter could only take one of the better options.  The crowd wouldn't like it, but that was the least of his concerns.  Even with the enemy as fast as he is, he would have to slip up somewhere.  That's when the hunter would strike.

In the meantime, the name of the game was riding out the battle until then.  As much as he could, if anything, he was going to hit him once.  That's all the hunter needed to see how far he needs to go.  Hirru rushed towards Azide while bringing his sword around the breadth of his chest from the opposite side, only to feint back.  He wasn't going to waste any energy trying to hit his opponent until the opportunity was right.

[ID = 35106]
[CD = 12] +6 HP

[Hirru = 244/369 HP // 15/16 EN] (+6 HP //+1 EN)
[Azide = 429/429 HP // 15/31 EN]

Edited October 15, 2015 by Hirru

[Azide 0]

Showing a refusal to commit to an attack, Hirru feinted with a stir of his sword before drawing away. For someone currently at an over one hundred point deficit, the swordsman was in desperate need of any hit he could manage- even the most glancing of blows would leave a mark, for Azide had neither the regeneration nor the mitigation which necessary in order to guarantee a complete blowout. He wondered what the man might be getting at. Was he attempting to bait out a sloppy counterattack, so that he could punish the mistake?

If that were the case, he'd simply have to be cautious. However unlikely, the hunter's bleed enhancement made it just barely within the realm of possibility for him to actually clutch out the match- and so Azide would have to deny his sword the opportunity to act. 

Staying light on his feet, he crossed over to Hirru's flank, his dagger glowing red as he readied his next move. Once more, he plunged Chemikaze into his opponent's armor, this time aiming at his side. A man of science, he'd experimented with the stun cool down times enough times to pinpoint when the effect would once again become active. He twirled the knife between his fingers, looking the petrified man up and down. From the looks of it, his observations had not failed him yet.

 

ID: 35165 | BD: 8 + 3 - 1 = Hit

Armor Pierce (1x1) (10) = 10
10 - 5 (MIT) = 5 DMG

Azide | 429/429 HP | 12/31 EN (+1)(-4)
Hirru | 239/369 HP (-5) | 15/16 EN [Stunned]

[Concentration Cooldown: 1/5]

Edited October 15, 2015 by Azide

[Hirru 0]

Hirru was about to initiate his plan when something rather familiar crept up.  Having found the hunters weakness, his opponent continued his own pattern.  A single strike would wound the not-so-heavily armored individual with a fair amount of damage.  Though, that wasn't the half of it, as the sword art was one that could stun.  Having lost his mobility yet again, Hirru was left to the devices of Azide, whom was just toying with him, at this point.  As this went through his head, the hunter was glad to have met such a strong fighter now.  I didn't want to face someone like this out in the wilderness, where uncertainty could lead to death.  Especially with how much this guy was doing to him.

Hirru just had to face it as he was, while his armor continued its intended job.

[ID = 35299]
[CD = 12] Hello Regen, my old friend.  I've come to talk with you again.

[Hirru = 245/369 HP // 16/16 EN] +6 hp {Stunned}
[Azide = 429/429 HP // 15/31 EN]

Edited October 16, 2015 by Hirru

[Azide 0]

Like a spider, Azide was confident that he had managed to weave a web from which Hirru could not escape. Some might call it borderline torture, or even sadistic- but he received no twisted pleasure from the act. Rather, it was a more tactical decision than anything. He listened to the crowd, but could hardly call the droning decipherable in the least; all of the buzz resembled that of a busy hive more than it did a busy gathering of people. Still, he wondered if some of those murmurs might be relaying the details of this little scuffle. Did they notice his repeated usage of stun? Or perhaps they were even impressed by his damage output. After all, they had not seen him strike against the Forsaken Crusader.

But then again, nobody had- the Crusader had been toppled before he had even gotten a chance. Of course, this meant that only three people in all of Aincrad had ever seen the full extent of his capabilities: Ariel, Jomei, and Takao. As it just so happened, the first and the last in that list were among the names he'd seen listed on the bracket as participants. But those two aside, both the crowd and the other combatants were none the wiser; for all they knew, he was a stun-locker who had only unlocked perhaps the third level or so of his Sword Arts. All there was left to do was to hope that these whispers reached the ears of the other combatants, so that he might at least maintain the element of surprise. 

In the meantime, there was Hirru: his body stood rigged, unmoving. Azide caught the blade Chemikaze between his fingers, halting the twirling knife mid-spin. With his grip reversed, he slashed at Hirru once, then reverted to a more standard hold before slashing a second time in the reverse direction. 

 

ID: 35375 | BD: 5 + 3 (ACC) = 8 (Hit)

Side Bite (2x1) (10) = 20
20 - 5 (MIT) = 15 DMG

Azide | 429/429 HP | 11/31 EN (+1)(-2)
Hirru | 230/369 HP (-15) | 16/16 EN 

[Concentration Cooldown: 2/5]

Edited October 17, 2015 by Azide

[Zelrius 0]

From this point forward, Each particpant has 24 hours to post after one another or be disqualified. End.