https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=28n9PHA4YQU [i][u]Deja Vu Anor Londo, Virtual Reality within the Arena Olivia, Daughter of Ornstein and Nora[/u][/i] "...Ah. Here we go." [i]Finally entering the Dojo arena after tampering with its settings for several hours, the 6'6 foot tall dragonslaying knightess was finally satisfied with what she had been given. Instead of the barren dirt of the arena that one would usually stand upon, the Dragonslayer walked on shining floors made of pure gold, massive pillars rising from the ground and up towards the second level of the beautiful cathedral she was inside of. Rays of sunlight shined through thin glass windows that surrounded the building, and in front of her lied three massive pedestals. The first one, to her left, contained nothing standing upon it, as if whatever statue had been built there had been removed, for some odd reason. The first one to her right showed a rather beautiful princess, the statue of her charmingly smiling as sunlight from above covered her, the dress that engulfed her body a clear stone. And finally, between the empty pedestal and the princess?[/i] "Lord Gwyn. Damn." [i]The statue of the first Lord of Cinder stared down upon the dragonslaying knightess, a rather serious look engulfing his weathered, stony face, his beard completely covering his chin and hiding away his mouth. He bore light, decorated robes, a spiked crown rising from his skull. A sword was in his hands, being driven into the hard stone between his sculpted feet. So this was the one that started it all... Olivia didn't know how to feel, to be completely honest. This was the place that her father and his brother had defended for so long until someone, the Chosen Undead, to be exact, killed both and freed them from this. She didn't care too much about it, to tell the truth. That was the past. Wearing her typical suit of shining golden armor with plating of ceramic covering its layers, the girl activated her hardlight shields as she turned back to the entrance of the cathedral, drawing her 7'6 foot long gold and metal spear and holding the weapon modeled after her father's own at her right side, while her left palm held nothing. Slung on the woman's back was a slug-firing shotgun, a drum magazine already within its frame, signifying that it was locked and loaded. Two dual wield gunmetal .44 Magnum revolvers waited within their holsters at her side, one having the name "Bonnie" imprinted into the barrel in cursive and the other having "Clyde" imprinted in the same manner. The gleaming blade of a 5'4 foot long straight sword also rested alongside the shotgun within its sheath, waiting to be withdrawn at any time. Also at Olivia's side was a simple, pointed stiletto dagger, it's tip pointed and shined for the occasion, as Olivia planned on getting better with it. And finally, her final weapon that she had along with her, a simple gauntlet blade attacked to her right hand, currently not activated although it could be revealed with a flick of the wrist. And so Olivia waited for a challenger that wished to battle the daughter of Ornstein within Anor Londo, which seemed rather cliche, considering her father's time here, defending the cathedral from harm. And yet, like I said...crap like that didn't matter to Oliva.[/i] ((Open.))