Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20151130050116/@comment-20754510-20151202062405

"Good Evening Everyone! and welcome to Concert Crash!" Xoxoctic said excitedly, his voice echoing over the arena as every speaker rang his voice.

Verde, let out a little cheer of encouragement, sliding his phone away as he rolled his shoulders, looking around at the group around him.

That guy with the Axes...ohhoh...he looks like he's ready for a fight...heh, wonder what's got him on edge?

Verde let his gaze continue to wander as the DJ seemed to ramble on about something Verde found completely unimportant. Before long his gaze settled on a girl his age, with a set of goggles on her head and the most peculiar tattoo, still, she didn't look too bad at all. Verde took a mental note of this fact before moving on, after all, it wasn't polite to stare.

It didn't take long for Verde's eye to find another girl carrying a weapon...a very big weapon...she wasn't too bad either, nice hair, this concert seemed to be easy on his eyes...

Suddenly, a thought hit Verde, why was he surrounded by people carrying weapons.

A better thought struck him even harder, why did this concert give him the vibe of a fight club.

Checking to see if the sudden growth of worry in his gut was founded, he continued to check, quicker this time.

Another girl, a Fanus girl, seemed to know the DJ, also seemed to be armed. Not good.

Another girl...a pirate girl...also armed...also...seemingly ready to fight.

Suddenly, Verde heard his Scroll buzz loudly, a text message.

My Good Friend Verde

I see you have found entery to this year of the Concert Crash, I envy you highly my friend!

The battles are sure to be spectacular, I shall be rooting for you.

'TTYL. That means Talk To You Later, as you taught me.'

'Texting is so much simpler then writing! I do not know why I did not invest in a Cellular Device sooner!'

Leo Albus.

Verde took a moment to stare deeply into his phone and regret a great many things. Not teaching Leo better texting skills as well as not really looking into where he was going or doing this night both very high on that list.

"...For our Combatents, the game is simple: Defeat him and survive as you face him through his attacks. Just like the game, he will use his abilities and different forms to try and defeat you. For you players....you have your skills as huntsman and huntresses. His health bar will be displayed on the screen below. So, let the fight commence!"

Verde could only look up from his phone and stare blankly at the towering behemoth in front of him, his jaw open in a silent scream of terror.

No team to heroically hide behind. Just some random strangers. Great.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Verde unholstered Ruleta, spinning the gun in his fingers, holding the gun up to his face and seemingly randomly spinning the chamber.

"Oh Lady Luck, you are the most unloving and cold of mistresses to want...if I am to fight...the round...is...not in this chamber!" Closing his eyes and smirking, he put the gun up to his head and pulled the trigger.

Click

Opening his eyes and rolling them, he tossed the gun up and caught it. Before smiling at the rag-tag group around him.

"Well then, Luck is on our side tonight friends...though uh, I mighta just used all mine up...so um...someone else wanna kick this thing off? Thanks Pumpkins." He ended the statement with an audible click of his tongue, winking in the general direction of the female competitors.

Alright Verde, head up, shoulders back, gun locked, luck loaded...lets...

"Game on...hmph!" Verde exclaimed, chuckling at his own (somewhat) clever wit.

(Bleh! Jumpin' Jesus on a Pogo stick it's been too damn long since I've done any Role-Play, sorry for the rust on my gears, it'll rub right out after I shake the cobwebs off. Anyway, looking forward to this guys!)