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

[selfconcept]

[ This man who just lets himself get attacked... Hien thinks that he himself was fucked up, but whenever he sees Fandaniel, he sees a different flavor of fucked up. ]

You'd probably like that, huh.

[ Deadpan. Absolutely monotone. ]

[trollophoroi]

[ There will forever be something too funny about Hien's reactions, even the sheer lack of them. Fandaniel can't help but give him a wink. ]

Only if you're offering, admin-sama.

[ Ah, but look, this match is over! Onto the next! Fandaniel turns his attention back to the arena and raises his megaphone to go through the usual spiel of congratulations to the winner and who's up next. ]

[selfconcept]

[ Hien quietly watches Fandaniel do his thing and wondering...

Then lightly taps his head with a fist. ]

Have you considered being a main commentating announcer?

[trollophoroi]

[ Tap, tap, and Fandaniel turns to quirk an eyebrow at Hien. Being a commentating announcer...? At that, he laughs. ]

Really? And just how long do you think it would take me before I tell everyone I hope their teams all lose because I'm sick of them all?

[selfconcept]

Would fifteen minutes be too generous? I think it would be funny to watch, at least.

[ Unless he has to pretend that everything is just peachy keen. :) ]

[trollophoroi]

Only fifteen?

[ Hand to his chest, pouting, he scolds Hien. ]

Please, you underestimate me! I could last a full thirty minutes, surely.

[selfconcept]

I'm sure that we can test that.

[ Sorry he has to make this sound so ominous, but he does. ]

I hope you won't say that to the participants. Some of them have fragile egos, see.

[trollophoroi]

Hmm, considering where we are? They're free to try and sate their shattered little hearts by attempting to kill me, but otherwise?

[ lol he doesn't care ]

It might go a bit worse if we're talking about real events, however. I don't think I'd be able to dodge actual fists as easily.

[selfconcept]

Really? Now that would be funny and worth seeing. I might even tune onto a television channel just to see it.

[ He seems insanely amused by this. ]

[trollophoroi]

Mm, you and everyone else in this beta test, no doubt.

[ Plenty of people in here would love to watch him get his clock cleaned on national television. ]

[selfconcept]

I'll nurse your injured sensibilities whenever you come back to the game.

[ Or whatever it may be. ]

[trollophoroi]

Oh? You'll soothe my wounds? How sweet of you, Hien.

[ Fandaniel lifts a hand to his lips, putting on a feigned look of shock, oh dear, oh my. ]

Maybe you aren't such a big bad wolf after all.

[selfconcept]

Did you expect me to eat you?

[ I mean... if it was canon... then maybe........................... ]

[trollophoroi]

[ ...are... are we talking about little red riding good canon or hien's canon...? ]

Hmm? Not exactly but you still could... if you wanted to.

[selfconcept]

[ eyebrow waggle ]

Is that hesitance I'm hearing?

[ He kinda half expected Fandaniel to be dramatic about it, so just for him to say that only makes him raise an eyebrow. Did... he say something wrong?? ]

[trollophoroi]

[ Wow, that was a swing and a miss. ]

Oh, no, certainly not. I suppose there's only so much dramatics I can throw about when I'm commentating and pestering you, hm.

[selfconcept]

Well, then. I'll leave it to you to keep commentating then. Enjoy yourself.

[ He pats Fandaniel's shoulder and gets up from the seat to leave. He'll probably hang out elsewhere in the Arena... ]