conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ieagleroar: COLOR="#00FF00"]I'm Troy Breakman and I'm here with Joe "Warshaper" Buck, and you are watching CBS's, that's Colosseum Broadcasting Station's, coverage of the first match of this season's Colosseum of Death.[/Color]
  
   That's right Troy, and can I just say how excited I am for this one. I've seen some of the contestant for this year's match, and I can tell you, there's going to be some gore this year! 
   Well, that's what we've come to see Joe. The contestant are just about to be brought into the arena, but first a word from our sponsors. 
   Hey folks! Old Krankskee here, telling' you to mosey on down to Old Krankskee's Tavern. Located just north of the Colosseum, we stock the widest selections of ingredients ensuring we can make any cocktail, shooter, or concoction you desire! And of course, while you're there, keep you eyes open for you favorite fighter of the competition! We serve all the greats! See you soon! 
   Oh that Krankskee is a character isn't he, Troy.  
    Well actually Joe, I've been thinking lately. Do you think that we are all just characters, being controlled by people who created us so that we can- 
   Quiet Troy, the fighters are teleporting! 
   
   Spoiler: Created-Then-Born 
  Across the arena, you see a creature that seems to have been cursed by a god. Multiple gods, by the look of it. Eight metallic limbs (six of which seeming to just be bolted on with scrap) stick out from a 15ft tall frame, with scales and orange fur covering the body in misshapen patches. Each of the limbs ends in a claw that looks more like a torture device than a serviceable hand. A pair of monstrous wings stick awkwardly out from the thing's back, but even at this distance you can feel the wind being disturbed by their flapping.
   
  
   
   Spoiler: Fizzle 
  Across the arena you see a silver-winged creature, resembling that of a humanoid lizard. His skin seems metallic. In his hand he holds a gun with what looks to be a spear loaded down the barrel.
   
  
  
  Initiative:
  CtB:  (1d20+3)[ 12 ] 
  Fizzle:  (1d20-2)[ 18 ] 
   
   Spoiler: Battlemap 
   
   
  
  
  Fizzle's up!
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rocks_Fall: Fizzle 
  
  The creature's wings beat heavily and the creature roars at the heavens and tears across the battlefield with reckless abandon.
  
    ”I make   you   crushes!!”  
   
   Spoiler: OOC 
  Begin rage and charge attack to K5.
    Claw 1  - (1d20+29)[ 42 ] 
    Claw 2  - (1d20+29)[ 34 ] 
    Claw 3  - (1d20+29)[ 30 ] 
    Claw 4  - (1d20+29)[ 34 ] 
    Claw 5  - (1d20+29)[ 44 ] 
    Claw 6  - (1d20+29)[ 43 ] 
    Claw 7  - (1d20+29)[ 37 ] 
    Claw 8  - (1d20+29)[ 33 ] 
    Bite  - (1d20+29)[ 34 ] 
    Claw 1  - (2d6+24)[ 29 ] 
    Claw 2  - (2d6+24)[ 33 ] 
    Claw 3  - (2d6+24)[ 31 ] 
    Claw 4  - (2d6+24)[ 31 ] 
    Claw 5  - (2d6+24)[ 31 ] 
    Claw 6  - (2d6+24)[ 31 ] 
    Claw 7  - (2d6+24)[ 31 ] 
    Claw 8  - (2d6+24)[ 29 ] 
    Bite  - (3d6+12)[ 19 ] 
  Further actions pending any hits.
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: LairdMaon: Claws find purchase at nearly every strike. Claws rip and tear the steel flesh of Crafted-Then-Born. The blitz was too much and too fast for any proper response.
  
  Seconds later not much more than scrap remains to fall upon the arena floor.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ieagleroar: Spoiler: Soooo...Um... 
  Is that it?
   
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: LairdMaon: Spoiler: ooc 
  
  Oh yeah. Seriously. First round, first action, tore me up like confetti. Wife is comforting me, telling me I'm still a man.
   