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Location: TatZ N ThingZ Basement

Continuity?: Yes. Avalon.

Time Period: Due to Avalon being a mixing pot of time periods, all races, classes etc will be acceptable.

Character Development?: No. This is strictly for fun so if your character dies in the tournament it is all good.

Rules: They are simple and are as follows.
Though not a fan of using dice personally, just so fights do not take an insane amount of time dice will be used here. Rolls are as follows.
1-2: Injure yourself.
3-9: Clean Miss.
10-18: Clean Hit.
19: Knock Out Blow
20: Killing Blow

As you land sucessful hits you add a +1 modifier to your attacks. Modifers do stack so first clean hit will make it where you roll 1d20 with a +1 modifier, 2 clean hits =1d20 with a +2 modifier and so forth.

Modifiers earned in combat reset at the beginning of each match.

Just so noone bickers, for those of you who choose to bring futuristic characters your futuristic weapons shall be treated as normal. That is to say your lightsaber isn't going to be able to cut all other weapons and what not.

Players may use more than one character if they so choose.

I will post participants, winning streaks etc here in this post.

And i think that about covers
everything.

Matches:
Alexander vs Ambrose
Rangur vs Lazaras
Alex vs Minato
Damon vs Kyle
Gauye:Wild Card slot

Participants
Kyle Lockhart
Alex Lockhart
Minato Lockhart
James Crowley
Lazaras Bulavarte
Alexander
Damon
Gauye August
Rangur Ulfson
Amelia Lukin

Kyle stood in the basement quietly looking about. Satisfied with the results he headed upstairs and sat down at the front desk of the facility to wait.

"Been awhile since i held my own tournament. I hope someone shows."

He then chuckled softly.

[I'll be participating with Gauye August, Rangur Ulfson, and Amelia Lukin]

(Noted. Feel free to post when ready.)

The large Viking male pushed open the door to the tattoo parlor's basement and looked around. He first eyeballed the man just standing around and smirked. Compare to Rangur, the man was tiny and didn't look like much. He took one step toward Mr. Tiny and looked down at him.

"Where do I sign up for this little throw down?" He asked huskily.

He glanced up at the large viking and chuckled softly.

"Right here big guy. Just put your name on the list beneth the others and since your the first to arrive i'll give you the bonus of picking your first opponent."

He then slid a piece of paper across the desk towards the viking and a pen.

Writing his name on the paper, Rangur also read the names, each name with a Lockhart after it sounded like a joke to him. Once his blue eyes landed on the name Lazaras Bulavarte, Rangur had his opponent. "This guy." He said, pointing at the name because he had no idea how in the hell to pronounce it.

"Will I be able to use my own weapon or will this a hand to hand tournament?"

Damon slowly entered the building, not having to look for long before finding someone. "Excuse me, I got a vague note telling me to come here?" He paused at the sight of a large man, standing over a much smaller man sitting at a desk, asking something about weapons. "Can I ask why?"

He glanced at the name the viking pointed at and chuckled softly.

"He will be pleased to know he got challanged. Should be a interesting bout indeed. As for weapons... Use what you will. Hand to hand axes swords. Whatever."

He then glanced to Damon and grinned a bit.

"Seems your the lucky one who got one of my random invites. I'm holding a tournament here today and the vauge written letter is one of a few that i randomly sent out into the world. No clue whos gonna get em but thats how you keep things interesting. Come on up here beside this big fella and add your name to the list."

"Tournament?" Damon considered the large man standing at the desk for a moment before deciding, "Why not? I'll partake." He picked up the pen and signed his name in the next space.

Alexander looked at the building before going in. Seems like this building offered more then just tattoo's it seemed as he looked at the letter he found while slaying weak demons. The letter said something about a tournament and Alexander being typical Alexander could not back down from a fight. He loved to fight and prove that he was indeed the best and to be feared by all races. A pure blooded vampire like himself would never lose in a fight. He grinned slightly and walked into the place. It seemed like the main building was empty until he noticed a sign stating tournament information would be handled downstairs. He walked down the stairs his eyes glowing red slightly as he was thinking about the people he would be fighting. He really hoped there was no weakling humans here and if so he would be bored.

As he made his way down he could see others here talking to the guy who seemed to be in charge. They all wanted to prove they were the best it seemed. Alexander simply waited for the guy in charge to get done with the others and speak to him. Alexander was not so rude that he would interrupt everything and make the spotlight on himself like other younger vampires or demons.

As he finished signing up the first two he glanced at the new arrival and chuckled a bit.

"Well... This makes two vampires in the mix. That will indeed be interesting... And i been around enough of em to know your strong. And i am presuming your here for the tournament as well?"

He then stood up from the desk and walked around it calmly going and standing before the others.

"I see three of you here...and there are five others here that are competing. Myself included in those. That makes 4 matches right now... Pending more if others show up. So i can handle any late arrivals my first match shall be last. Understood?"

Damon gave a curt nod, keeping an eye on the apparent vampire. Just being near him kept his instincts on edge. He didn't know much about vampires, but they supposedly had strength and speed that could match his own during a rage. And with the knowledge that there are two in the mix, he had to be careful.

"Well I am not here for cupcakes and tea parties." he said being sarcastic. Alexander did not have a tolerance for anyone but he had to try to be civil. But the owner was a vampire like himself but he has never seen him before. He wondered how strong the guy was and pondered on the thought of that before noticing a man who seemed human. The man seemed a bit uncomfortable with his presence and he grinned slightly showing off his fangs.

Feeling a little unnerved by the fanged smile, Damon looked away from the vampire to the large man next to him. "What about you? Any issues?"

He turned away from the group and made his way towards some stairs in momentary silence. Stopping at the top of the stairs he looked back to them and smirked a bit.

"Follow me. We will officially start the tournament. Matches will go as follows. Vampire...you shall face the other vampire present. Ambrose. Viking looking fella. You have chosen your opponent in Lazaras. Damon. You will confront me personally. That leaves my brother and son against each other for the first round. The vampires will be the first match."

He then headed downstairs and to a nearby board where he wrote down information in regards to whonwas fighting in what order.

"With that the tournament is officially on the way. First competitors step into the arena and begin when ready."

(OOC:Editing first post to note matches and match order. Begin when ready)

The Viking male nodded to the order, he then sat back and waiting for the fight to begin.

"You sir, owner of the basement." He called to Kyle, not knowing his name in the least bit. "Is there going to be a prize at the end of all this?" Rangur didn't want to waste his time defeating people if he wasn't going to get anything but bragging rights.

The lady of the house walked downstairs to the basement and looked straight at Kyle.

"Kyle Ajani Lockhart! How dare you hold a tournament and not tell me!" The woman screamed at her husband, arms crossed over her chest, hazel eyes blazing with anger. She quickly walked to the table, and wrote her name on the list.

"I will be an alternate." She said, glaring at her husband.

He glanced at the viking person and chuckled softly.

"You ask a good question. And i was hoping someone.."

He was cut off by Gauyes appearence downstairs and grinned a bit at her yelling at him.

"Now dear. You know this is what i do. I had a tournament for this places grand opening. I had a tournament for it when i returned from discovering my royal background and no i'm back again. You should have known a tournament was going to happen. Unless someone else shows up, your in the wildcard slot."

He then turned to all gathered and began to address them.

"Now as i was saying. The prize shall be winners choice. That is to say you state what you want and if it is within my power to grant i shall give it to you. Understood?"

Damon nodded his understanding and began to think of what he could use as a prize. It was a bit difficult as anything he could want, he could simply steal, and would probably prefer doing so. He eventually gave up, deciding he could figure something out later, and went to find a place to wait for his turn, giving the vampire and peeved woman a wide berth.