[Alien Earth] Alea Iacta Est

As the head went fumbling aside from the obliterated wrestler, Nox cocked her head to the side watching as it rolled aside. Unfortunately, in such a state, the decapitated corpse could not be put to use with the brain stem being severed. She gives a bit of a grumble as she glanced around in search of another victim, ears perked with curiosity.

Spying robot assaulting another wrestler not too far away, Nox decided to try and go for that. She charged on her stumpy paws, biting at the hostile wrestler.
 
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Failing to run over the wrestler's crony, Dank activates he arm blades and attempts to stab the raider. "PLEASE DO NOT CONTINUE TO SHOOT ME, MEATBAG. I RECENTLY HAD MY PAINT TOUCHED UP."
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0 successes

A swing and a miss, Dank-Bot takes a wide swiped with his integrated blade but fails to catch the wrestler with it. The robots targeting sub-processors begin recalculating.

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Spying robot assaulting another wrestler not too far away, Nox decided to try and go for that. She charged on her stumpy paws, biting at the hostile wrestler.
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2 successes

The small yappy-type dog with the power over life and death charges the man and bites into his ankles just as he avoids the wipe from the arm blade. 5 damage. He's down a wound level.

The wrestler screams and kicks Nox with the same leg she's biting. 1 success. 3 damage.

The kick sends the corgi flying a short distance. She slams into the ground, hurt but not seriously.

Bart* and Juggy are up, and we might as well have Rex and Ulf's actions while we're at it since all four get to act before any NPCs and might just clean up this mess.

*In spirit.
 
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Rex wipes at his eyes to remove the glitter. "You don't even have the courtesy to give me a proper eye rake, like a real heel." Rex attempts to arm wrench Ric so he can set up another move when his vision clears.
 
You don't need me to post again just to denote my non-turn right? I talked to the dude a bit ago.
 
I'll respond as soon as possible, sorry for not keeping up with this thread. It hasn't been notifying me for some reason.
 
This is still going I've just been busy/distracted by other threads here. I'm totally still into this I will have something up by tomorrow. I'm really sorry about that guys, and just after I was scolding someone else in another thread for holding a game up. Appropriately contrite emoticon.
 
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Juggy's strange sword makes mincemeat of the last invading wrestler's skin before Ulfberht slices him open like a gutted fish. 18 damage The two warriors just make a complete mess of the man's body.

Rex One success
Flare Three successes

Rex attempts to fight through the glitter and get Flare in an arm wrench, but without his sense of sight his wrestling is no match for the invaders.

"This isn't over! Come see the WCW Monday Nights at the Eden Collesium!"

Ric Flare leaps over the ropes and out of the ring, taking off running. He'll be in range just long enough for some enterprising individual to get up on the ropes and try something Licha Libre.

I'll just go right to Rex again, but if someone who goes before him wants to react to this that's fair.

Meanwhile, backstage, two of the traitor wrestlers try to help Brother Bart find his stuff, anxious to earn the duct tape they've been promised. They tear the doors off lockers and pull through the mess inside, throwing things everywhere. Mel Gibson tapes the entire debauched affair.

Eventually they find where Brother Bart was keeping his belongings.

"I wonder what's taking the guys outside so long," one of the wrestlers muses.
 
Rex finally clears the last of the glitter for his eyes. "This match ain't over Flare! Two men enter and only one man will leave!" He climbs the turnbuckle and leaps into the air to preform a flying neckbreaker.
 
Mr. Gibson will continue filming so long as there's still action going on and nothing threatens his personal safety.
 
Bart collected his equipment as swiftly as possible, pulling his bag from the locker. "Yes, yes, very good. Now, for your trouble, gentlemen..." he produced from his duffle a full roll of duct tape and handed it to them. "First down to you both. Now, if you don't mind, I must be headed back to my brothers, to tell them of your incredible power..."
 
Whimpering to herself as pain flared up in her side from the assault, Nox lashed out a snarl as she clamored to her stumps, shaking herself out before locking her dark gaze upon the wrestler that had kicked her. Seeing as the large, burly bearded man downed the attacker so swiftly, she saw this as her chance to put her powers to use. The wounded corgi stared at the corpse, focusing her telekinetic abilities to revive the wrestler as a temporary zombie through her weird powers, being that having a humanoid puppet to do her bidding would be most effective as she was a simple dog.
 
Juggy pulls his hatchet out of his belt, and with a flurry of frantic hacks he tears the scalp off of the bloody mess that moments ago was a human being.
"TAAAHHH, a trophy for the Dark Carnival duuuude, that sum sickness yo!"
Juggy ties the scalp to his scalp belt with it's hair, and smears some of his vanquished foe's blood on his face.
He then turns to Ulfberhlt.
"Taah, dude, that was pretty awesome an shit man. You seem pretty cool an shit. Like, what up? You down with the clown?"
 
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