Waiting on CaveCricket.

Yeah, let's kill Tomaster roll!

CaveCricket48 (Raphael) [3]:
You get back to your feet, pretty sure that your ribs are fine. #1 is just standing there watching you, arms at her sides.
You have a feeling she's mocking you. So you respond by forming a large ball of swirling flame above you with one arm (3+2=5). With a flash of movement, she spins into a sideways facing stance, both guns aimed towards you, and fires two shots into your fireball. Your fireball disperses, surprisingly. The hell is up with those bullets?



Ociamarru (Vadim Ivanov) [9]:
"Why can't we just talk this out?"
"Because that's no fun!"
You form a small plate in the ground behind #5, and shove as hard as you can, putting all your strength into it. #5 gives a tiny hop, landing the edge of the plate in the arches of her feet, legs bent slightly.
"Not bad, you've got plenty of oomph. But that was a weak as hell strategy."
She shoots her legs out, jumping forward with absolutely ridiculous strength. You get pushed back across the floor, leaving shallow trails in the dirt on the ground. You go back about 15 feet before regaining your footing, and her push lessens.
"How the hell are you so strong?!"
"I get it from my mommy."
The devilish grin she gives almost makes you release your grip.



Amazigh ("Amazigh") [8]:
You erupt into flames, causing #3 to hastily pull her sword out of the ground and leap away. She takes a stance sideways to you, holding the sword with one hand. It almost looks like a fencing stance.
You pick yourself back up, and lessen the flames covering your body to just pauldrons, draping short curtains of flame down to right above your elbows. You look pretty badass.
#3 is just waiting for you, not moving from her stance.



Tomaster (Vladimír Shurla) [5]:
"Aw, you're so cute when you're angry."
A hundred small panels across your Mech snap open, and thousands of hand length, inch wide missiles fire out, streaking through the air towards-
*FWEEP*
Air?
*CRUNCH*
"Hey, you dropped this."
A metallic tink on your shoulder makes you turn around. #6 is holding onto your arm around the bicep. Your severed arm. She just tapped your damn shoulder with your own damn arm.
"♥♥♥♥!"
She lightly lobs the arm into the air in front of you. Having no hands, you can't catch the arm, and it falls to the ground in front of you.
Daaaaaamn. A 9 on the first roll? Man, I feel sorry for you bro. Be happy you didn't roll lower though, you'd be missing more than an arm.


GlowstickNinja (Jackson Winters) [3]:
"Same to you maam."
"What."
She drops her guard entirely, and just looks at you confused.
"Oi! McDumbass! What the hell, this one's actually a gentleman! I don't wanna fight these idiots if they aren't idiots!"
Think of it as sparring then. It'd be a disservice to hold back on them.
She still looks a bit unsure, but faces you again, and enters the same sideways stance as the others, sword facing you, gun arm up above her head and pointing at you.
"Do your best not to die, I'd feel bad killing someone worth talking to."
"...Thank you I suppose."
While Nairle was talking, you morphed the arm blade back into a normal hand.



Fail Flail (Grif Mason) [2]:
"I regret nothing."
You quickly raise your new sniper rifle and fire at #2, but she leaped into the air a split second earlier, dodging your attack. She flies forward, landing on the barrel of your gun, and swings her foot up at your head. You lean back as she lands on your gun, making her kick barely miss.



Game Events:
#1 is fighting Raphael.
#2 is fighting Grif.
#3 is fighting Amazigh.
#4 is fighting Jackson.
#5 is fighting Vadim.
#6 is fighting Vlad.

Aaaand we already have our first injury! It's on Vlad! Number of surprised people: ZERO!

If someone ends up dead, can I not be brought in till the next battle?

Also, Glowsticks has the best idea. Be a gentleman.

"Evasive maneuvers!!!"
Evade!

> Lightning bolts!

I'm gonna be out of the country for a week starting later today, so I'll be a late roller.

I'm calling DM bias here.
Well that was just rude. What is this, a horror movie?
Remobilize, keep left arm firing continuously to hold #6 back.

Rolling.

CaveCricket48 (Raphael) [10]:
You charge your hands with lightning, allowing your rings to channel it (10 + 2 = Dayum), then charge forward at #1, who merely keeps her stance, waiting for you to get closer. You pump your hand forward several times, releasing a bolt of electricity towards #1 with each thrust, but she does some sort of spin with her arms out each time, and the bolts barely dodge around her, instead homing towards her guns and missing.
You continue running up to her, and she spins again, putting forward one of her guns at the same time as you put forward your fist.
The two of you end up holding each other at gunpoint, or in your case boltpoint, less than a foot from each other.
"Not half bad boyo."



Ociamarru (Vadim Ivanov) [5]:
You form several large toothed bear traps around #5's feet, each capable of holding even her in place. You fail to think of her not moving her feet, since you're both doing a stationary power struggle with your hands.
"HURRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Suddenly the air behind #5 practically explodes as 6 small jets of energy blast forth, propelling her forward while she kicks off the ground. She leaps up into the air, dragging you with her, then spins in midair and tosses you straight down, hard. Right at your beartraps.
"OHSHIT!"
They dissipate a fraction of a second before you hit them mercifully, but you still get rattled around from being thrown from a good 30 feet in the air, even with your armor on.



Amazigh ("Amazigh") [1]:
You wait for her to make a move.
She waits for you to make a move.
You both wait for a move to be made.
No moves are made.



Tomaster (Vladimír Shurla) [10]:
"Well that was just rude! What is this, a horror movie?"
You kick your arm up and at #6, then drop out of your MOAR DAKKA mode and packpedal while firing.
She doesn't expect the arm, and stops to catch it, getting caught by the smaller stream of gunfire. You don't get attacked again, so you consider it a success.
Suddenly, the cloud of smoke and fire from your explosive weapons bursts apart and dissipates, revealing #6 with a huge blazing aura of orange energy. She steps her legs out in a wide stance, and pulls back one hand, curling it into a fist, while putting the other forward, palm open and facing you.
"Leo Butenko Raisen."



GlowstickNinja (Jackson Winters) [3]:
"I shall give you a lively sparring match then. Godspeed."
You wield your spear and rush forward, making as if you were going to jab for her stomach. #4 blocks predictably, placing her sword in the way of the spear, but you quickly swing it down towards the ground in front of her, and channel another Sepulchre into the spear.
Somehow, she sees through your feint, and with her gun hand fires a 3 shots at the head of your spear faster than you can see. They bounce off the spear harmlessly, but it pushes your thrust back enough that you're essentially stabbing the ground right... under you. Oh god WAIT N-
"FAAAAAAAAAAAAACK"
THE SPIKE STABBED YOU IN THE ASS.
She giggles as you run away bowlegged, clutching your now holey left cheek.



Fail Flail (Grif Mason) [3]:
"Evasive maneuv-"
"POWERSWITCH!"
Before you can even act, #2 swings her foot back down, smashing your mech in the head and ramming your body into the ground. Holy ♥♥♥♥ that girl's got a lot of power.



Game Events:
#1 is fighting Raphael.
#2 is fighting Grif.
#3 is fighting Amazigh.
#4 is fighting Jackson.
#5 is fighting Vadim.
#6 is fighting Vlad.

Surprise surprise, the Nairles are dominating!