TEST YOUR MIGHT [PVP TOURNAMENT LOG]

[trollophoroi]

A reminder goes out to all the beta testers, both participating and not, to meet up at one specific arena in Lumina Cloth. The times and matches are posted for all to see. So either hit the seats to watch and cheer on your friends or wait on the sidelines for your name to be called! It's tiiiime toooooo...



TOURNAMENT BRACKET: Here!

RULES & PRIZES: Here!

MATCH-UPS & RESULTS (PLEASE POST YOUR RESULTS): Here!

SPECTATOR THREADS: Here!

MATCH THREADS: And here!

Comments

[trollophoroi]

[ So good of Hien to make an appearance~ ]

Of course! Everyone does love a good tournament... and a chance for a special little skin, to boot. Even if only for the Grunty one, it's unique enough to draw attention.

[ So long as the prizes are worth it, even those who'd usually avoid PVP might come crawling in to sign up! Ah, but speaking of skins! Fandaniel turns to look Hien up and down. ]

Although I see that you aren't sporting one of our possible prizes, hmm?

[selfconcept]

[ ...

Hien changes to the Big Bad Wolf set in the blink of an eye. ]

Better?

[ His answer sounds lethargic, but he's here to do his duty in advertising. ]

[trollophoroi]

Aw, come now, do not sound so put out. The wolf one suits you!

[ Fandaniel dares to reach over and give the wolfy snout of the helm a boop with a finger. ]

Or is it that you still haven't gotten enough sleep?

[selfconcept]

[ That sure is a boop. Hien doesn't seem too put off by it. ]

Are you concerned? I thought you'd like it if I was even more sleep deprived.

[trollophoroi]

One can drop dead from a lack of sleep, you know, and then who will be the Head Admin, keeping all of us in line? Zelkova? I think not.

[ Zelkova just wants love and peace, man, don't do that to him. ]

Would you like to catch a bit of shut-eye while I do the announcing? Why, you could even rest your head on my lap.

[ Fandaniel even goes as far as patting his lap with his hand lacking the megaphone. Is it a serious offer? Perhaps. Will it be taken up? Doubtful. He's sure that Hien would rather watch the players in the arena below duking it out. ]

[selfconcept]

[ Even if it has the possibility to not be so genuine, Hien is still surprised that Fandaiel offers it at all, given everything that's happened. But then again, he did offer the lamia plush as a very comfortable sleeping buddy before, even if he drew on his face.

... ]

You're just gonna draw on my face again.

[trollophoroi]

[ Keep thy enemies closer, isn't that how the quote goes? ]

Do you really believe I'll have the time to bother with that while running a tournament?

[selfconcept]

Absolutely.

[ No doubts. ]

Or you'd do some other prank. Can't see you passing up an opportunity like that. There would be no reason for you to offer a lap pillow otherwise.

[trollophoroi]

Hm, very well. Have it your way but if you so desire a nap, the offer stands.

[ Absolutely no trust here, wow! ]

[selfconcept]

[ He knows what you are.

Despite that, a match passes and despite how this is supposed to be entertaining for him, Fandaniel being the main commentator and all, he still finds himself exhausted and sleepy... he's had a lot to think about in the past week or so. But he eventually dozes off and his head goes plop onto Fandaniel's lap. The wolf helm covers his head very well so that his expression can't be seen too clearly, but he is taking a very impromptu nap right now. ]

[trollophoroi]

[ And despite that initial urge to, indeed, do something nefarious to poor Hien while he's napping, Fandaniel... won't. Shocking, isn't it? But no. He meant it when he said commentating would keep him busy and so it does, leaving Hien free to nap peacefully using his lap as a pillow.

The real surprise here is how well Hien can sleep through the megaphone, actually... ]

[selfconcept]

[ When Hien is tired, he can sleep through anything, but the actual factors are that he knows Fandaniel would be commentating, so he zones that out in particular. But if there was an unfamiliar stimuli, he would jolt awake (like last time). He's pretty good about this when it comes to sleeping... it's one of the few joys in life.

But he ends up sleeping through two fights before blearily blinking and lifts himself off Fandaniel's lap. What a good nap. ]

What round is it now...

[trollophoroi]

[ Talk about a power nap. ]

The third match of round one. You've missed a good chunk of Owen being absolutely destroyed by Mithrun.

[selfconcept]

Mm... I bet he liked that.

[ He looks over at the arena. Oh... That sure is a smackdown going on. ]

[trollophoroi]

Hmm, perhaps not with quite as much violence as Mithrun puts into his fighting.

[ As if Fandaniel would know... right? ]

[selfconcept]

I don't think that has deterred any of you.

[ With Hien, but he doesn't want to say that. ]

[trollophoroi]

And I don't think you realize just how efficiently violent Mithrun is.

[ Hien cannot compare, sorry big man. ]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien only catches the tail end of Mithrun's victory over Owen, so he can't really say, but he does know one thing: ]

He's had a lot of time and practice to be as brutal as you make him sound out to be.

[ He glances over at Fandaniel. ]

I would say that being a Harvest Cleric is a good enough handicap for me.

[ For what? He doesn't say. ]

[trollophoroi]

At level 100, it isn't much of a handicap at all.

[ One moment, he needs to wrap up this match and announce the next. He does exactly that and it's very animated and cheerful. Just terrible. Ah, but where were they? ]

Why choose Harvest Cleric, anyhow? I feel it isn't exactly your style.

[selfconcept]

I chose the class because of that reason.

[ He sighs. Hien is absolutely the kind of healer that tells you to die if you don't listen to what he says. ]

Hence, handicap.

[trollophoroi]

I see... Oh, let me guess! Your usual style! It would be a...

[ Excuse him while he drops his hands against wall between them and the arena down below as if adding to the dramatic effect, like they might do in a game show. ]

Flick Reaper.

[selfconcept]

Tribal Grappler or Steam Gunner. Waiting to cast spells isn't very fun.

[ Y...eah.... ]

[trollophoroi]

Really?

[ The grim reaper getup the man usually goes certainly fooled him. Oh well. ]

Steam Gunner does look rather fun, doesn't it? Though I don't think I'd ever go with something as close range as Tribal Grappler.

[selfconcept]

There's thrill in both classes. Maybe I could feel what breaks in my hands rather than casting a spell to do that for me.

[ :3c ]

You like to play it safe?

[trollophoroi]

[ If Fandaniel had even one iota of self-preservation, he would not grab — or grapple, in this case! — the low-hanging fruit offered here but... ]

Ah, so you enjoy manhandling others? How naughty of you, Hien.

[ He ignores Hien's question. It's self-relevant. He likes sniping at people from a distance like the grief he is! Though considering how close he's gotten in some of his PK attempts, playing it safe doesn't seem to be the case. ]