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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Inflatablepants:
12/14/2017 5:14:11 PM
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[b][u]ZANE VS BEDLAM[/u][/b]
Zane would spawn into the white arena, looking around to spot none other then Bedlam. He had heard of this foe before, but only this semi-final fight would decide if he was capable of defeating him.
Meanwhile, Bedlam saw the champion ahead of him. Would he be able to toy with him like he did the ones who came before?
The arena would then transform, as the two were thrust upwards into the air as a massive, circular platform formed underneath them. As they looked around, they actually saw the massive crowd looking at them, as well as the large blue shield that protected all of them. They also saw they were on a massive circle platform that was 30 feet above a massive pool of water.
Filled to the brim with sharks. That’s pretty neat.
The arena was 300ft in diameter, and as the looked around, small barricades popped out from the platform all around it. They would only provide cover if one were to crouch behind them, but the seemed to be made of a very tough material(non-destructible).
Then, Haakon would speak:
“Hold on. Wasn’t Zane supposed to....huh. WHELP ENOUGH OF THAT! FIGHT!”
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[i]Zane wasted no time in drawing his Buster sword and began charging at Bedlam, moving from cover to cover as he closed the gap between them. He would show no restraint, and give his opponent a worthy fight.[/i]
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"Not even a little greeting? Nothing? How rude..." Bedlam took a deep breath, taking in the feeling of his surroundings. He smiled, seemingly waiting for Zane to get closer. "Sharks? A large crowd? You guys spoil me too much."
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[i]Zane remained dead quite as he closed in on Bedlam, it seemed he wasn't going to joke around like in his previous fights. As he approached he quickly grabbed two flash bangs from his belt and tossed them right at his opponent, aiming to blind.[/i]
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Bedlam responded by sitting down, small amounts of crimson red fog fall from the corner of his eyes. The flashbangs would blind and deafen him as he closed his eyes.
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[i]That was all Zane was waiting for. He stopped short just outside the fogs reach, quickly drawing his MP7 from his hip. His thermal sight allowed him to see Bedlam Through the fog, and he took aim and fired a burst of 5 rounds at his opponent.[/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 12/14/2017 11:36:17 PMAs he stopped, reality shifted around him until he found himself on a familiar bridge. Right infront of him was a bloody Alex on his knees, looking like he'd die any second. "Y-You let me die....You could've stopped this..." In reality, Bedlam cursed and rolled as three rounds dug into his side, drawing blood. For some reason thermal optics just gave random heat signatures.
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[i]Zane calmly walked up to the illusion, and finally broke his silence.[/i] "You're right, if I was stronger I could have. But I avenged you bro, we stopped him together." [i]He slowly raised his buster sword, and cleaved downward onto the illusion of his fallen brother. [/i]
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The whole illusion vanished, Zane finding himself back in the arena. "You're fun." Bedlam said, his voice sounding like it were coming from every direction. He was now crouched behind cover, having used the distraction of the illusion to sneak away.
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"I've heard of your abilities, using illusions to try and bring emotions of sadness and pain out of your opponent. It let's you know where they are, and it fuels your own power to give to a boost. You can also copy weapons that you've seen, a very interesting ability. You wanna try to make me feel sadness and anger? Go ahead, I'll let you." [i]Zane stood still in the arena, the buster sword resting calmly in his hand. Bedlam however could see his fingers slightly twitching, as if he was waiting to counter any attack. [/i]
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Bedlam just laughed. "That's why you always keep a few tricks up your sleeves, my friend. Unlike you people, I'm a thinker more than a fighter. Also, I don't need you angry to gain power, nor do I need it to see you." As if to make a point, Zane felt a little, harmless pebble land on the top of his head. [spoiler]It's literally just a pebble. I don't think "don't assume attacks land" needs to be applied here.[/spoiler]
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[i]Zane was surprised, his opponent had really just Thrown a pebble at him. He started to chuckle, and pulled out another grenade from his belt. This one was different from the flashbang however, it was round and cloudy. [/i] "First off, you really threw a pebble at me...That's pretty funny. However.....What do you mean you people? You damn racist...." [i]He threw the grenade onto the ground, thick smoke covering a small area around him and removing him from Bedlam's view. When the smoke cleared, Zane was nowhere to be seen.[/i]
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"I meant everyone in the tourney." Bedlam just sighed before standing up and walking towards the edge of the arena. "This is how you're going about this? Ooh! He vanished! Oh no!" The sarcasm was obvious.
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[i]Zane kept his eyes locked on his opponent, his buster sword aimed right for his chest. He charged up a laser blast and fired, hoping to catch Bedlam by surprise.[/i]
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Bedlam was already turning to face Zane before the beam was even fired, the laser being blocked by Alex's Infinity Sword that now appeared in Bedlam's hands. "Ha! You activated my trap card, Kaiba!...Or should I have said Wheeler? That might've been a funnier character to choose...."
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[i]Luckily Zane was still cloaked, so all Bedlam saw was the flash from the laser shot. As soon as the shot went off Zane moved, and silently tsked in his head when he saw the infinite blade. It seemed that his opponent could recreate any weapon that he's seen. He took out a suppressor and attached it onto his MP7, then fired another burst of 5 rounds.[/i]
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Bedlam watched as Zane moved and started to place a silencer on his gun, he crouched behind cover again as he rather despised the idea of being shot more. "Why the guuuun? It ruins the fuuuun!" He whined like a kid jokingly.
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[i]Seeing that he could still be seen, he decided to uncloak and remove his silencer, deciding instead to reach for another flashbang.[/i] "Because guns are fun, that's why." [i]He then threw the flashbang, aiming to blind his opponent once more.[/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 12/16/2017 4:45:50 AM"Fight meh like a manly man!" Bedlam sat behind his cover and ignored the flashbang since he didn't need his vision. Getting a wonderful idea, he formed an automatic pistol in one hand, the magazine full of armour-piercing-cryo-rounds. He still held the infinity sword in one hand. "This should work..." His hand popped over the cover, blind firing at Zane's position. The gun wasn't very accurate, but made up for it by having a high rate of fire.
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[i]When Zane saw the pistol pop out from over the rock, he quickly raised his ward to protect himself. Given that bedlam was blind firing, most of the bullets sailed past him. The ones that would have hit him however became caught in his ward, suspended in a small mass effect field. He charged forward at his opponent, keeping his ward raised.[/i]
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"Oh yeah, the bullsh*t field ward thing....Right." Bedlam sighed, reloading the gun with a fresh magazine before holstering it on his upper thigh. "I can't believe I just remembered those gauntlets Dale had. So forgetful..." Silver gauntlets now covered his arms as he sheathed the sword on his back. "Siri, play my Ironman playlist, will you?" The song Back in Black began playing throughout the arena as Bedlam hummed along and waited for Zane to get closer.
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Edited by Zane the 3rd: 12/16/2017 6:36:24 PM[i]Zane decided to get a hight advantage over his opponent, so he activated his rocket boots and took to the sky. He hovered about 20 feet off the ground, and saw Bedlam hiding behind the rock. He aimed his ward at him and dropped it, returning the bullets with added force.[/i]
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The bullets simply vaporized into small puffs of red smoke, releasing the energy required to make them. Bedlam suddenly flew up at Zane, red energy shooting out of the bottom of his feet for thrust. He charged at him with one arm forward and the other pulled back for a punch as he rapidly approached.
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[i]Zane still had his buster sword out, so he raised it over his head and brought it downward in a cleaving motion as bedlam flew up at him. If it landed, the heavy blade would do some serious damage, as it was made to crush armor.[/i]
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Bedlam simply deflected it with the outstretched arm, the gauntlet for some reason taking no damage and absorbing the shock. I dunno why. I think they're magical...ask Dale. Anyway, Bedlam's other arm threw a punch at Zane's chest as he continued to fly into Zane, not slowing down.
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[i]Zane raised his hand to catch the punch, the impact causing his armors shock absorbers to kick in which dampened the damage. He gripped Bedlam's hand, tightening the grip as he lifted him overhead and threw him downward, using his opponents own momentum to aid him.[/i]
