This is where judging for fights will go. As I said in the discussion thread, judges are chosen one from each fight and cycle around to judge the next fight from theirs.

At the moment, Jade will be judging Alex's fight, and Alex will be judging Rubick's fight. We currently require two more judges; one from Rubick's fight and one from Ballad's fight.

You may apply scores on the score cards as you see fit, but please use the score card structure used in the Colosseum Tournament.

Judges:
Jade - Judging Alex's fight
Alex - Judging Adam's fight
Adam - Judging Weiss's fight
Weiss - Judging Jade's fight

Why is Water Walking 300 OM to have?

Its RP fodder. If someone was a Merman he'd float at the surface effortlessly and move through the water effortlessly for what would be a technical advantage to someone that can't. Anyone could, and anyone can breathe underwater and summon apparatus to do so without approval. Why would water walking be different?

The green clad soldier sat up as the sound of organs and flutes, among with other instruments began to fill his senses. Glowing embers scanned his surroundings, and noted the colossal objects set around the dark, cold ball room. There were enormous violins, flutes and pianos playing themselves quietly, as if deliberately attempting to wake him up with their sweet symphony... or at least he only thought it was him. He spun on his heel as he heard the clicking of a female's shoes on the shiny, marble floor, and he came face-to-face with a young girl, eighteen years of age at most, with snow white complexion, hair and clothing... and he couldn't help but recognize her from somewhere, and he noticed the grimness in her eyes that she, too, recognized him in turn.

Their attention was brought to the opposite end of the ballroom, underneath a looming cello where two more stood. The dragon man stretched his wings out freely, unawares that he had company, and accidentally smacked his apparent partner in the face. The assassin skittered backwards, swiftly picking himself back up and rubbing his cheek. He threw a dirty look at the draconic male, but from the lack of attention he was being paid, he gathered it wasn't on purpose.

The dragon craned his neck around to stare at his opponents when the man in green cleared his throat obviously. He huffed and growled lowly, but was never able to respond to the conceivable challenge, as the duos crashed into each other, sending rays of white light careering around the ball room and up the instruments, as they merged together and formed two new entities.

Quote:From posting this, there is a five day grace period where both pairs may converse and decide on features such as personality, look, etc. Posting may begin on Thursday 26th November, 12:00 am GMT, and the deadline is the following week, Thursday 3rd December, 12:00 am GMT.
Post Order: Ballad -> Victor -> Weiss -> Axorn (Twice over)
Word Limit: 800 words.
Posts: 2 each
Time Limit: 5 days.
Arena: Symphony - A large, dome-shaped ballroom, with giant instruments acting as pillars. These instruments are at least thirty meters tall, and play themselves... could they possibly be used as weapons?

A chuckle escaped... wherever noises are made on the ebony and viridian mage's body. His blazing green eyes curiously inspected his crimson, fiery surroundings; his body levitated just above the scarlet stone floor, with deep, glowing cracks running through. Flames crackled behind him, threatening to swallow the mage if he backed off too far... luckily that was not part of his plan. The boy in the red hoodie behind him groggily stood, rubbing his head tenderly. He stumbled for a few seconds, until a blast of magma from an inconveniently placed crack forced him to hurry his ass up and dive.

After picking himself, he set his sights on the two across from him and his partner. A girl, donning blond hair in a very noble do, as well as a maid-like outfit modified with armour, drew her blade at the duo across from her... but her attention was stolen by the idiot doing some strange acrobatic show behind her with a pair of batons... he seemed quite the lively, although somewhat insane character, and she couldn't help the grin that crossed her lips. The pale faced, flame-hued horned weirdo stopped with his act and decided to pay some actual fucking attention to his surroundings. Recognizing the bespectacled boy across from him, he waved one of his clubs at his 'friend'.

Poor bastard didn't get much of a look at the nether that surrounded them before a mystical force pulled both pairs into each other, the collisions exploding in a spectacular spark as they fused together into two new entities.

Quote:From posting this, there is a five day grace period where both pairs may converse and decide on features such as personality, look, etc. Posting may begin on Thursday 26th November, 12:00 am GMT, and the deadline is the following week, Thursday 3rd December, 12:00 am GMT.
Post Order: Rubick -> Arthuria -> Adam -> Gamzee (Twice over)
Word Limit: 800 words.
Posts: 2 each
Time Limit: 5 days.
Arena: Nether - Welcome to hell! A large alcove comprised entirely of hell-forged stone, with fires blazing in various areas. Simple enough... but watch out for the magma that tends to erupt from the cracks!

The demon dragoness huffed heavily through her nostrils as she washed an analytical gaze over the atmosphere she had been placed in, deliberately ignoring the garbed man behind her, performing a similar act. However, their eyes not only scanned outwards and upwards... a glance downwards was all it took for a shiver to run down the thief's spine. The part-succubus only scoffed at her lack of wings; they would have been useful in attempting a freefall. They stood atop a slab-grey tower, surrounded by various like structures, both higher and shorter than their own. Down below, mist swamped the bottom; there was no telling if anyone was coming back from down there.

On an adjacent tower, a young girl with a red skirt and ebony hair that shimmered in the noon sun bounced around, rushing to the corners of her perch to discover the new world she had been placed in. However, her male partner seemed to be broiling over some deep memory as he gazed over the edge... what was it that was conceivably placing him in distress?

Such questions were given no time to be answered as a sudden, unnatural force caused the pairs to crash into each other, each collision emitting a blinding burst of light as they shifted and molded together into two new entities.

Quote:From posting this, there is a five day grace period where both pairs may converse and decide on features such as personality, look, etc. Posting may begin on Thursday 26th November, 12:00 am GMT, and the deadline is the following week, Thursday 3rd December, 12:00 am GMT.
Post Order: Demetri -> Connor -> Alexyan -> Ruby (Twice over)
Word Limit: 800 words.
Posts: 2 each
Time Limit: 5 days.
Arena: Freefall - A landscape built entirely of large buildings. The sea of mist around their bases obscured all vision of how tall they really were. The sheer height alone seems to be sparking a particular memory in Connor... the two starting buildings are located a mere twenty meters from eachother, while the other random buildings are of varying distances.

A pair of confused, trained eyes, and similar bewildered ones scanned the arena that had suddenly wrapped itself around the black-clad assassin and the bandana-man with an abundance of swords; a ring of mirrors, all placed at varying angles. The shimmering reflections produced a high sense of delirium, as they stared at themselves in the glassy surfaces. However... a closer inspection provided evidence that there were in fact more mirrors set around the inside of the colosseum, like reflective barriers.

Past the mirrors stood two more Primes; one with pitch black hair and dog-like ears, the other a young girl with mysterious, tentacle appendages sprouting from her back. The two duos stared each other down, until some strange force began to yank each pair together, and their bodies were separated and recombined into two new beings.

Quote:From posting this, there is a five day grace period where both pairs may converse and decide on features such as personality, look, etc. Posting may begin on Thursday 26th November, 12:00 am GMT, and the deadline is the following week, Thursday 3rd December, 12:00 am GMT.
Post Order: Luger -> Desco -> Black Star -> Jade (Twice over)
Word Limit: 800 words.
Posts: 2 each
Time Limit: 5 days.
Arena: Delirium - A ring made entirely of mirrors, excluding the black obsidian floor. Mirrors are also randomly spread throughout the arena, serving to throw off the fighters.

If you want your name in Helghast, give it to me or something like quotes or something and i will translate it for you in Helghast font.

Example:

Matrix stepped out of the portal from Coruscant, shaking his head as he did. He saw the stormtroopers turn their heads a bit as they noticed his arrival in the Nexus, but paid him little mind past that. Just the same, he ignored them and began walking back towards the gate to the Vasty Deep.

It was a long trek, which gave him plenty of time to think. After months of dodging the Empire in the Vasty Deep, he'd gone right into the heart of the it. And his opinion had not changed at all after seeing it. He had not found what he was looking for, and he was disgusted by the control they exhibited over the Omniverse.

He had to keep reminding himself that it wasn't his problem. This wasn't his world. He would do anything to return to his, and that would likely mean continuing to turn a blind eye to the happenings of the Omniverse. AndrAIa would probably say differently, but otherwise they would just be trapped here forever.

It was a long walk, taking a couple of hours, after factoring in a brief rest he took. He pondered summoning a vehicle, but simply didn't have the patience to do so. So instead he walked the entire way to the Vasty Deep's gate. He stopped and looked at it for a minute, and admitted he was happy to be returning to this environment, even if it was empty handed.

He knew he couldn't worry about that waste of time and energy, and instead had to press on. He'd return to AndrAIa and make a new game plan. Without a second of hesitation, Matrix stepped in the gate and vanished into the Vasty Deep.

Character name: Jason Ren

Character source: Original

Character history: Chosen before his fetus began to form inside his mother's womb, Jason Ren was destined to become Zatannia's fifth official Guardian. It had been roughly fifteen years since the former Guardian passed away during the War of Worlds. Azura Ren, Queen of Zatannia! Guardian of the Lands! Now a name placed among the previous four names of legends that, like her, defended this mystical nation from evil and destruction. Zatannia was now ruled decidedly by the Imperial Council, which consisted of old war generals and wise men. The War of Worlds had left both Zatannia, and her people, broken. Cities were still being rebuilt from all the destruction caused during the dreadful war, families silently lamented for the relatives they had lost in the Dragoran Regiment ( Imperial Military ), and the Packs were once again abusing the laws of the accords that kept the Dragon Holds and the Packs from tearing at each others throats. To put it all simply the once great land was in dark times...that is until the Spirit of Parthanax, the first assigned Guardian and Ruler of Zatannia, summoned the council and ordered them to travel to the human world, find a new Guardian, and restore the nation to its former glory!

What and Where is Zatannia? - Zatannia is a mirror world of the planet Earth, connected only by a dimension breach in time and space; Which was claimed to be forced open a long time ago during the Alpha-Dragoran Wars. It works as a two way door that can only be opened when the correct frequency, whether from a being or a machine, is induced. The location of the breach is quite irrelevant to this topic, therefore it will not be disclosed.

What are ' Guardians '? - Guardians are beings of immense power that either reign or protect (or both) Zatannia. The term wasn't given to the first Guardian, Parthanax, until the house of Ren came into play. Besides being useful war machines and dictators, Guardians have always been beacons of Hope to the people of Zatannia. Signs that things will always get better even when the nation is in dark hours.

The House of Ren - The House of Ren came about when Christopher Ren, the second Guardian, became; well a guardian. You see because he was the first citizen of Zatannia to bestow the title of 'Guardian' his family became apart of the Rings of Royal Families. The wealthiest, most honorable families in all of Zatannia! Ever since Christopher's death a long time back, it had been decided that all Guardians after him would attain the name of " Ren " whether they were kin or not. Such is the case of Jason.

Jason Ren - His parents were normal human beings that resided in eastern Europe. Poor, needy, and practically homeless. Jason's father could barely keep foos on the table and a roof over his wifes' head. Things were plainly bad as it was, and it only got worse when they found out they were going to be parents. I mean here they were a young black couple struggling to make ends meet and now they had a baby on the way! All options were on the table and certain decisions may have been made if that strange white haired man hadn't randomly visited them one rainy evening. He told them that their unborn was destined for great things, and that a powerful being named Parthanax had sent him to find them. He claimed they would no longer have to hunger and worry if they could pay next months bills. Naturally they thought the man was crazy, but after hours of convincing and certain parlor tricks the old man was able to persuade the young couple otherwise. Their family name changed to that of " Ren ", and they began to live a better life; counting the days of their unborns' arrival. Of course his parents expected their child to be born human seeing as they were human, but circumstances had it that Jason was born Zepharian ( The human-like species that dwell in Zatannia ).

Present Day - It has been twenty-eight years since then. Zatannia was beginning to stabilize once again, and peace was reigning. The accords were once again being respected by both parties. Jason went through intensive training nearly every day pushing hinself to the limits, desperate to be the best Guardian he could be. During the evenings he would patrol the darkest corners of the lands with the Royal Guard, crushing every antagonist of peace he came across.

Enter The Omniverse! -
November 20, 2015.
It was the usual Friday evening protocol. Patrol the outskirt forests on the Pack's territory that led to the Dark Waters for suspicious activity of any sort. This was routine and nothing Jason hadn't done before. He met up with his usual squadron from the Royal Guard and prepared for a quick flight to the forests. Jason picked up a bad habit of flying much further ahead of his squadron just because of hell of it, he had been reprimanded about it plenty times but to no avail. Once he was in the sky with his patrol he quickly increased his flight speed till he hit mach-1, as usual. What wasn't usual was the spectrums of lights Jason began to notice as he flew. They grew brighter and brighter until he was now flying down an endless tunnel of bright colored luminosity. Conveniently that is when his eyes shut and everything went DARK...

Physical Description: Stands at 6'5. 190 Pounds of muscle with a mesomorph body type. Dark skinned with pointed ears even though he is not an elf. Jason's eyes are a deep shimmering green that seem to shine in moonlight. His shoulder length black hair is usually pulled into a casual ponytail, leaving only a few strands to dangle in front of his face. His Guardian's vestment consists of a jet black, one piece Dragon Scale infused under suit, covering his entire body except his arms which remain exposed ( In his world this would absorb damage from free falls or being slammed into things ect. However I am fully aware it does not provide any type of defensive advantage in the Omniverse. ) Covering his under suit Jason sports a sleeveless, hooded long coat that zips from the hip to the neck line. Lastly are his black, leather wrap bandage boots with slight pointed tips. White tattered, blood stained bandages garmented both his hands. They were often changed each time Jason went on duty, but circumstances will be circumstances.
Stats:
ATK: 4
DEF: 5
SPD: 1
TEC: 0

Starting Proficiencies:
Physical Strength - 1000 OM

Starting Powers:
Flight - 1800 OM
Survival - 2000 OM

Starting Moves:

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