Triple Threat Second Round: Yazoo vs. Hadria

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The end of the world has successfully been postponed due to the outstanding first round battles. In the second round a few things are changing. First, the time limit for bouts is no longer one full month. Two weeks will be the alotted time for our combatants to wage war against one another. Secondly, teams will now only have 72 hours (3 days) to make posts. That's right we're going head on in a fast series of beat-downs to decide who our championship contenders are!

This match is between the Ruthless Remnants and the Darksiders. The match ends on January 22nd at 11PM EST.

Note: Since the Ruthless Remnants failed to produce an alternate they automatically give one point to the Darksiders.

Posting Order: Hadria, Yazoo

BEGIN!

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[hadria]

Bloodlust… that was the only thing radiating from the petite figure that stood in the arena, having arrived earlier than her opponent in this match. Indeed, her previous opponent, a man by the name of Jecht if she recalled had not arrived for the match, the Heartless attributing it to cowardice. It seemed likely enough, it wasn’t like she was exactly secretive about her “hobbies” and she had encountered a few warriors that slipped away. If said warriors had spread her name around their own little circles then it was quite possible she had built up a bit of a reputation. She wasn’t entirely sure, nor did she care to find out, all she knew was that the urge to maim and slaughter was incredibly intense. Having had no opponent in the first round had made the primal urge inside her very irritated it seemed and it was taking every fiber of her being to resist leaving to kill elsewhere. Oh how she wished to simply open a Corridor of Darkness in the stands and proceed to slaughter all the sheep that had flocked here. That’s what they were here for anyway, they wanted to see combatants fight each other with everything they had and more. They wanted to see the blood of the participants in this tournament spill on the ground as they were hit by whatever means of attack. Whether it be a fist, a sword, magic, or anything else in between, they wanted to see the warriors hurt each other more than anything else.

If that were the case then, if they were so interested in seeing blood, why not simply go into the stands and begin massacring the entire lot of them? It would be so easy to do, to slash them, to impale them, to gouge their eyeballs, to torture them in ways they could never ever begin to imagine. Yes, the temptation was incredible but the Heartless managed to restrain her impulses for if she were to do so she was certain disqualification would be the result. She had entered this tournament with two other comrades and she wasn’t about to disappoint them by being unable to control her urge to kill the masses. Or rather she was more concerned about disappointing her recently found mistress; she had yet to really speak to the boy that was a splitting image of the other one. Yes, the resemblance between those two was uncanny, the only real difference being the color of their eyes and hair and the attire they wore. It was a bit unnerving to see one’s doppelganger as the Heartless was more than certain that they were not biological twins separated from birth. No, the one she was allied with felt much different from the other boy, the aura he put off as well as the feeling of symbiosis between her and him. She still had yet to investigate why he felt like the same type of creature as her, not a human but not exactly a Heartless either.

Whatever the case it was of no matter, these were all things that could be discussed and thought upon after she had satisfied her bloodlust. Now was the time for her to set a trap for her next opponent like she had planned with her previous one and hopefully this one would show up. Regardless, the slender woman would unsheathe the blade on her back, gripping it tightly in her right hand as she slid the blade across the palm of her left hand. Needless to say, blood quickly began to pour from the open wound, dripping down from her hand onto the arena floor before it suddenly began to coagulate into a ball. She would grip this ball in her hand before throwing it into the middle of the arena, spikes protruding from it as it touched the ground, now armed and ready. She would continue making these balls of blood, ending with the third one that would be placed upon her chest, the spikes digging into her skin as she bit her lower lip. The pain was simply delightful and she certainly couldn't wait to allow her opponent to experience some agony, the agony of being pierced with several blades of blood. For in the middle of the arena were two more balls much like the one on her chest, waiting to be remotely detonated or perhaps go off on their own accord.

It would all depend on her opponent after all, how said opponent would approach the situation laid before him when he arrived in the arena and took a gander. She had no idea who her opponent was after all or how he would fight, she would simply have to adjust as the battle proceeded to take care of him. And oh did she plan to take care of him, the treatment she was going to give him surely going to be far more intense than any opponent she faced. She had plenty of pent-up rage and bloodlust to unleash upon whatever victim stepped into the arena that day and nothing would stop her from showing her victim absolute hell. She would do it with style, she would do it with finesse, she would do it with traps, she would do it with strategy, and she would do it with reckless abandon. Until the desire for blood was completely satisfied, her opponent would not be allowed to walk out of that arena nor give up as she inflicted excruciating pain. The moment he stepped into the arena he would become her toy and nothing more; something for her to play with and dispose of after all was said and done.

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Cruentus Adficio (Bloody Drainer)

[/b] - With this ability, when Hadria lands a successful blow that draws blood with her blade, she can suck the opponents blood into her blade. This works not only to fill up the skull orb in the hilt but to also weaken the opponent as they lose more and more stamina due to blood loss. Furthermore, Hadria can now have Overflow and can store above 100% up to a maximum of 200%. What this means is that whenever she ends up using what is currently stored in the orb, any extra blood gathered over that 100% will immediately be transferred to the orb.

Light Damage - 25%
Medium Damage – 33.33%
Heavy Damage - 50%

This ability is passive, has no cool down, and also applies to any damage Hadria takes herself (self-inflicted or not). [MODIFIED/UPGRADED VERSION]

0% + 25% = 25% (from self-damage by cutting hand)

Cruentus Ciminatio (Bloody Charge)[/b] – Using any blood on the field or from an open wound on her own body, Hadria can create balls of blood that have spines sticking out of it. If thrown at an opponent and struck, the ball will stick to them (by painfully digging into their skin of course) and can be detonated remotely within the two posts (otherwise they detonate automatically). When detonated, the ball will burst and send shrapnel like needles of blood flying everywhere within an eight foot radius. These can also be stuck to walls or other objects in case Hadria wishes to lay a trap and detonated remotely all the same. The max amount Hadria can make at a time is three and the cool down is increased per charge she creates.

1 Post CD = 1 Charge
2 Post CD = 2 Charges
3 Post CD = 3 Charges

1st Action - Created 3 charges placing two in the middle of the arena close to each other (maybe 2 feet of distance between them) and the third was place on Hadria's chest.[/spoiler][/center]

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[hadria]

And so her opponent would finally arrive, seeming to be the type that would leave a lady waiting considering how long he had taken to get here. Whether that was true or not, the woman clad in her white dress quickly began the battle, sizing her opponent up as he stepped into the arena. After all, there was more to battle than simply slicing someone up or blasting them with magic, one had to take into account the mental aspect. This aspect of combat was one that the "Heartless" never ignored, always trying to establish what their opponent might be capable of based on their build. With this particular punk, he didn't seem very strong physically and would probably be someone she could easily best in close range. This assumption became even stronger as she saw him pull a gun out, a rather peculiar looking one but a gun none the less. Indeed, it had to be a gun for any other weapon would be ineffective as he had taken his stance on the far side of the arena. He was taking aim and within a moment the bullets would begin coming at her, the Heartless taking off toward her opponent as he fired.

Yes, she wouldn't simply allow her opponent to shoot her without paying a price, that toll being his blood smeared across her blade. To do so she needed to get close and since her opponent was currently stationary she could make use of her trap in the middle of the arena. How one might ask? Simple, using one of her most frequently used techniques in combat, the technique that allowed her to slay across the entire universe, Corridors of Darkness[/b]. For as the shots rang out and pierced her skin, some glancing against her body while a few got lodged into her arm or chest, a portal would open beneath the charges she placed in the arena. As that Corridor formed, another would materialize behind and slightly above her opponent out of his vision which would prompt a slower reaction if any. Gravity would then take effect, the two charges falling into Corridor beneath them and appearing out the other end behind Yazoo. With a simple mental command, the orbs would then explode into several sharpnel like shards of blood, covering a wide area and making evasion rather difficult. Whether this attack was successful or not, the Heartless continued to charge on, simply finding delight in the pain that came of taking a few bullets.

Yes, a few shots from long range would not stop this creature, especially when she was aware they were coming and prepared to take them. She had felt pain much greater than this before and unless her opponent planned on stepping up his game very quickly he would find himself dead that much sooner. Whatever the case, about two seconds after the two charges had blown up behind Yazoo, Hadria would be coming out of that portal herself. Indeed, she would attempt to make use of that Corridor once again, suddenly dropping down into a slide as she approached the middle of the arena. The result would be her body falling through the portal and her momentum carrying her out the other end toward Yazoo as the Corridor closed. As her feet touched the ground, she would then step toward him, a sadistic smile on her face as only inches seperated the two.

"I wonder... how does your blood taste?" she would whisper with a sultry tone despite the fact what she was asking was beyond creepy. Whether it would unnerve her opponent or not she wasn't aware nor did she care, she just wanted an answer to the question... which she would surely get soon.

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Cruentus Adficio (Bloody Drainer)

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25% + 33.33% = 58.33% (from the bullets that struck her before she slipped in the Corridor)

Cruentus Ciminatio (Bloody Charge)[/b] - 2 charges have been used with 1 remaining. The last one is on Hadria's chest and will explode on her next post regardless of whether she wills it or not.

Corridors of Darkness[/b] - This ability enables Hadria to travel from world to world, spreading misery and pain as she so wishes. It can also be used in combat if need be but has a two post cool down if used in a fight. 2 POST CD START

Actions

#1 - Activation of Corridor of Darkness underneath the charges placed in the center of the arena and one behind and slightly above Yazoo.

#2 - Activation of the two charges to explode behind Yazoo and using the Corridor of Darkness[/b] to close the distance and get a creepy line in :3 Got to give you the full Hadria creeper experience ne?[/spoiler][/center]

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Yazoo has been disqualified for failing to make the three day post limit. Team Darksiders is awarded one point.