[Closed] Galactic Tournament| Time: Afternoon| Weather: Raining

[Mr. Fox]

As I sat eating my pasta I pulled out my notebook, turned to an empty page and began to write. I labeled the page Garlock, I began to write down various  notes about what I learned from our fight.
"Not too incredibly smart, makes up for that with sheer strength, a powerful physical attacker, easily the strongest Astral Being in the tournament.  Dislikes fire based ether attacks, nearly strong enough to shatter ether shield, possible uses? Use to redirect my movements possibly... Is able to survive a direct hit from Ether Storm, use only when desperate. Conclusion: KEEP DISTANCE AT ALL COSTS.

I looked up from the notebook and took a bite of food, Garlock was the only one I really had to worry about; just had to keep my distance.

[The-Blades-slave]

Tylan

Pressing one leg agsint the wall, he crossed his arm across his chest.

Kid, you must learn to accept defeat. The bull outsmarted you, letting you tear each other apart. It is your own fault, who was the ignorant reptile that forgot about the lumbering bull?

Tylan smirked.

Never under estimate your opponent, take it from the man who beat that very bull last year.

[NexosYourGayBestFriend96]

He looked down and put the hood over his head.

Accept defeat? Oh sure that'll get me nowhere real fast. I know what my mistake was, and I dont need some random, stuck up guy telling it to me again. Now if you excuse me I have training to do.

I continued walking down the stairs, angry.

Well at least that other guy isn't in the tournament, otherwise I would never have a chance...

[Darkstar64]

The battle ended, and we returned to reality. I began taking mental notes about each of their battle strategies.

I don't think I've seen you before.

I looked up. The red-haired one from the battle was speaking.

Probably not...I'm sorta new.

I thought about slipping away to find someone to battle, but there was someone to battle right in front of me who was probably eager to battle. Plus, it'd give me a chance to test a strategy for battling him.

I don't...suppose you'd want to battle me, would you?

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

I don't...suppose you'd want to battle me, would you?

Hmm Jack thought for a moment. (I'm not the red head btw)

Alright. A green orb appeared in front of Jack as he synched with Noctis.



Noctis looked around. The Lava Pits. This was where he fought the beast that was Jack's dad year's ago. This was also one of his two favorite arenas. He embraced the heat. Drew from it. It made him feel...strong.

[Darkstar64]

(He kinda looked red-headed to me. Not as much as Daylin, but still.)

The symbol on my leg began to glow, and a purple orb appeared in front of me. I closed my eyes, and reopened them in a completely new place, the volcano. I looked around a little, it had been a while since I had battled here.

Let's get started....

Using both my legs and wings for propulsion, I rocketed up into the air, getting a good vantage from a good 70 feet up in the air. Looking around from that point, I was able to see the green dragon a ways away. I rocketed myself directly towards him, with my arm forward.

[GrizzlyEatsKids]

Hmm, I see. They always make the same mistakes.

Noctis waited as the android flew down at him. Waiting... He noticed he stood not far from a lava pool. Then, at the last moment, Noctis sidestepped so that the robot would hopefully slam into the ground. He smiled, his senses were so helpful at times like this. That, and common sense.

[Darkstar64]

As I flew towards him, he sidestepped to avoid my attack. I smirked. Giving him the benefit of the doubt, I did indeed smash into the ground. My body was more resilient than that, and all it did was kick up a dust cloud. I waited a couple seconds for him to drop his guard, then quickly dove for him, aiming for a chop at his neck region.

[Tickles]

A strange man in glasses walks from the stairwell and heads straight to Stan's room. He has a briefcase in hand. Stan snaps awake, sensing a strong astral energy coming toward his room, one that is unfamiliar. He waits for a knock, and then opens the door.

Mr. Smith. You had me scared half to death. What brings you here and how did you get my room number?

In order, I have something you will want to get a hold of, and your father told me. He figured a friendly face will cheer you up.

Mr. Smith sets down the briefcase.

You know that randomizer in the arena?

Well, yes, everyone does. It shows  symbol of the arena that two fighters will synch to, then summon an orb to host it.

Well, my company has figured out a way to shrink it, and make it easier for fighters to synch with the one orb process. Behold...

The briefcase opens, revealing five disks, all with a different symbol.

Seal Disks. We are still working on a name.

Stan grabs one of the disks. He recognized the symbol for the Low-Grav zone immediately.

How do they work?

Mr. Smith grabs the disk, and takes a few steps back from Stan.

Just throw in front...

He throws it, and the disk stops mid flight and spins rapidly, summoning a green orb.

then synch. The best part is, you only need one orb to do so. No longer will anyone have to guess who is fighting who. The fighters will be facing the orb. Spectators can synch with the orb as well, once it turns blue of course. And no one needs to waste astral energy to summon an orb, or strip off a piece of clothing to reveal their mark.

It's too bad you don't gave an astral. I would really like to try it out now.

Take these and go try them out. They will go on sale tonight at the arena kiosks. Kind of a promotion for the tourney. Competitors will get a seal of their choice for free.The rest will be cheap.

What about created zones?

They will need a blank disk for that. I'll give you one as well. Just summon your orb, face the disk towards it, and it will be absorbed into it instantaneously. After that, you just need the disk. Anyway, I should get going to supervise the setup. Have fun with the new tech.

Mr. Smith leaves quickly. Stan takes the disks and places them in his pocket.

I should find a fighter. Maybe later. I'm still a bit tired.

He goes to take a quick nap.

[The-Blades-slave]

Tylan

As he leaned against the wall, he noticed a man with glasses walking by. He seemed to eager, and carried a shining suit case. Tylan stood, looking down the hall. Within the last hour, that room had gotten to high looking visitors. Walking up the stairs, he knocked on the room.

anyone in here?

[Tickles]

Stan sensed another presence. He wasn't sure if he was just detecting the disks or a fighter. He heard a knock, which shook him out of his thought.

anyone in here?

Stan opened the door. Yeah, this was definitely a fighter. He really wanted to sleep, but he also wanted to test out the disks.

Can I help you with something?

[The-Blades-slave]

Tylan

Well, I now know why your room was getting so much attention. Well, since you don't seem to be in the mood to fight, might I ask who that man was?

He leaned against the wall, scratching his arm. He brushed the hair out of his eyes, and awaited an answer.

[Tickles]

That was Mr. Smith, the guy who made the arena randomizer for the tourney. He was showing me something. I just got a crazy idea. Do you want to test out some new tech he gave me? It will be really quick.

Stan pulls out the disks.

It will take me a long time to explain them, but I rather just show you. Are you up to it?

[The-Blades-slave]

Tylan

Tylan smiled, he knew this one would be close.

I didn't place third in the last tournament for no reason, but you aren't champion for no reason.

He opened his palm.

So, I am up for it, guess give me one of those disks.

[Tickles]

Slow down, this is a test run. Let's see...

He looked through the disks, and found the one for Mist Valley.

Mist valley it is. Alright, now I just stand here.

He takes a couple steps back and throws the disk forward, where it stops mid flight, and summons a green orb.

Just synch with that, and we can get started.

Stan performs his synch, and he is in Mist Valley as Ripfang. This method felt a lot smoother than just summoning an orb from his mark, and he felt like he had a bit more energy. He awaited his opponent to synch.