The Red Frontier, A violent martian colonial experience!

[the red soldier]

Lily Corv

Lily laughed at the giant robots comment. "Have you seen a TV around here that catches intercolonial news? Most of the stuff you catch is City Ring propaganda or the occasional Red Dune Raider Rap vid. Don't ask me why they like that stuff..." Then the bartender came with a nice glass of Tequila, you could see through the liquid so it was nice for a change! Raising high, she started making a small speech. "To all those stuck on this Red rock and to all those who actually enjoy it!" Lily was about to drink it when all of a sudden, the damn Saint himself came crashing down from his balcony top, right into the death pits.

About 3 minutes ago

The Corv and the Saint were waiting patiently for the next match, Saint still seemed like he saw a ghost and Corv seemed quite bored. "Tell me, Saint, what are you going to do about the raider horde amassing at your door step?" Saint suddenly blanked out, almost passing out. "Hmmm... I see... So, you planned on this alliance and use me to get rid of them, is that correct? After all, theirs no chance your measly forces could get rid of them on your own." The Saint suddenly jumped and begged in front of Corv, such an act would have made him lose all credibility to the other warlords of the Red Dunes. "N-no! P-please here me out! I didn't even know about the raiders! Honest! Mere coincidence!" A sinister laugh came from under the Corv's mask as he grabbed the Saint by the throat and lifted him up to be face to face. "I like my version better..." With that, he tossed the Saint off the Balcony, crashing down to the commoners level, right in the middle of the death Pit.

The Corv got up to the tip of the balcony, for everyone to see. "As you can see, King Saint of Third has fallen from grace. Does anyone object?... No?... Then without further ado, Kingston now rightfully belongs to the Corvid Bloc. Swear my name until your face turns blue or cheer my name until your piss drunk! I honestly dont give a [censored]." Getting off the edge of the Balcony, he sat down on the Saints thrown, as if it was his, and announced the next match. "Next match, the Saint fights for his Freedom and life against, well, anyone who wants to fight really. The Prise is quite simple, whatever you can carry out of Mr Saint's private vault. I hear its quite big."

[Worbak]

Maze looked up and smiled or would have if he still had a human face then he got up and walked towards the death pits "This seems like a assassin's job to me..And I hear the pay is quite big.."Maze said to himself and when he finally got to the deathpits he raised his hand to announce he would be be fighting the old saint he was thinking of all the ways to kill him..This would be exciting and he knew it and he wanted to kill..And so Maze walked into the deathpit where the saint was and began to get closer to the saint as he pulled out his swords one in each hand not thinking there would be much the saint could do.

(Hope you dont mind me taking the fight. )

[Nightfury]

A figure shouldered through the crowd to the edge of the pit. A long cloak, and dusty armor underneath, a triplet of red eyes shimmering from underneath the hood. "Oy! That prize is mine..." he called to the challenger, the raspy voice magnified by the helmet. "If you want it, you'll have to go through me." Times hadn't exactly been difficult lately. Heck, there isn't much to spend money on except booze, parts and women. But who was he to pass up on booze, parts and women anyway?

(OOC: That sort of a prize is sure to attract more than one person's attention. Don't count your blessings so soon.)

[the red soldier]

Lily, Corv

Corv looked at the two challengers. Waving his hand, he declared his decision. "So be it, a three way fight it is. Throw them both into the Pits." Suddenly, the crowd went wild with excitement, rarely were there more then two people fighting at a time in Kingston's Death Pits, must be a boring town overall. The soldiers claded in steel with a featureless mask (Look at Corvs sheet) Practically shoved the challengers into the ring. "Let the fight commence!"

Meanwhile, Lily wasn't so confident for the challengers, sure the Saint was a natural coward but he didn't get to rule Kingston by being a coward alone. Activating his mechanical boots, the man began to hover in place, cracking his powerfist as it sparked. "I may be scared of Corv and his god damned army but two wannabes?! GIVE ME A BREAK! Time to SMASH SOME FACES!"

[Doom114]

Dom watches from the bar as Saint is thrown into the arena, *Wonder who'll be in charge after this...* he thinks, already knowing that Saint wouldn't survive, seeing as how everyone here was here to make money in the first place. *Maybe I'll step up if these two don't get it done... Yeah, why not.* Dom makes his way from the bar to the ring, standing where he'd be able to jump in quickly. He pulls out his knife and runs it across a sharpening stone a couple of times before sheathing it again. *And now to wait*

[Worbak]

Maze looked suprised that the Saint was actually willing to fight and said to him "Hah maybe you won't be so boring as I thought..Let's dance."Maze said to the saint not even answering the other challenge as it would just waste time..Besides he and the other challenger had the same enemy for now and so he charged at the Saint with both of his swords out wondering what the Saint would have up his sleve and how he would fight him and the other challenger and as he charged at the Saint Maze yelled "Time to die Saint!"

[RajinGeki]

Roland can't help but feel sorry for Saint. He new him to be filth to women, but he kept the city safe for a long time. He notices the furball that won the match in the previous fight move toward the ring. ["I wonder if he would be interested or not?"], Roland thought. The question Roland posed would be a brave one at that considering the Corv would be "unpleased" with his thought. ["Oh well, I guess I gotta die at some point."], thinking as he moved to the furball fighter. Getting beside the fighter he said,"You look like you want some of the action, but listen to me for a minute and we might get rich. What if you and me help out Saint there and charge a good amount of that cache of his? You get the gold and such while I'll take a little of the tech that I can use. Sound good or what ombre?" Roland hoped the furball would go for it and have a better chance than just fighting the other two with the Saint.

[Nightfury]

Alex growled slightly, a low crackle emanating as two long, bright-white whips of what could almost be lightning extended from his wrists. "You both have a disadvantage, my friends...you're wearing metal!" He yelled, beginning to run. First target, the challenger. Then I claim my prize. He thought to himself, jumping and flicking the whips forward in a motion that would tether them to the cyborg. It was this simple reason he chose his weapon- on Mars, electricity was the best way to drop someone, either by overloading machines or circuitry, or devastating the nervous system. Each one leaves them little more than a twitching mess. Still get a good price for them, though.

[Doom114]

Dom looks at the man who had approached him, looking him up and down. "Be my guest... look around you here. How many people here do you think want a share of that money? You gonna be able to take on all of them?" Dom pulls down his goggles, turning away from the man to watch the fight, trying to gauge each of the combatants strengths and weaknesses. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm trying to watch this." Dom's tail swishes slowly behind him. *I hope this doesn't end too fast. I want a chance at that cash*

[RajinGeki]

Roland hadn't forgotten all the people that he would have to worry about by any means. More so the two that started to fight for the right already. ["Nice whips."], he thought. "Well keep watching and maybe you can see how I die, but at least I'll die knowing I helped a man in a fixed fight.", Roland said as he charged in to the arena with two holoprojectors in hand and ready to fling. He quickly moved behind the to challengers to the Saint and said, "I think its better to get out with our skins Saint! So if you don't mind following me! Right after saying this Roland lets the two holoprojectors fall in front of him and Saint. The images they emitted were of him firing his laser pistols all about the arena. ["God I hope this works"], he thought, but to late to stop now as he drew his real laser pistols.

[the red soldier]

Lily Corv

Lily watched as the lunatic began firing lasers everywhere. Thinking it was real at first, including the rest of the armed crowd, everyone suddenly began a free for all and suddenly the bar became a literal bloodbath. "CRAP! CRAP! CRAP!" Lily managed to jump behind the bar for cover and began to grasp the situation. "This isn't good... Crap..." The Saint however, saw his opportunity and slammed his powerfist on his would be saviors stomach. "Thanks for the help loser! I'm outta here!" Using his hover boots, he jumped over the death pits knowing the Corvs soldier were busy or retreating and made a hasty escape.

Meanwhile, the Corv began to withdraw from the mess the commoner floor had become. "I want the building surrounded and all possible exits sealed. Make sure every soldier in Kingston is accounted for." "Yes Lord Corv! But What about Saint sir?" "Irrelevant." With that, the Steel tyrant vanished behind a door leaving the mess to fix itself.

[Nightfury]

As the lasers started flying, Alex dipped in mid-air, the whips dispersing as quickly as they had appeared. He dived, hit the ground and rolled to break his fall, and in mid-roll...disappeared. Simply vanished with a slight shift of the air, like looking through curved glass. Within seconds he had left the arena, climbed a wall and dispatched a pair in melee combat that was in his way. Drawing his rifle from the dusty cloak, he came back into the visible realm, aiming at the quickly escaping Saint. Crackling bolts of electrified plasma flew from the barrel as fast as he could fire them, but none reached their target. He lets his arm sink, simply standing there and watching his riches vanish into the dunes, his cloak blowing in the martian winds.

[Der Kojote]

Zach ducked behind another bar the moment the lasers had gone off, "well this s wonderful...ok.he stuck his head u over the counter, seeing still choas however he also saw another bar counter occupied. "hey earth chick...i'm usually out to look out for myself...but at this point i can make an exception, i can't see any good exits from...can you? you find one i'll cover you you head to the door cover me i run through simple enough, Quid pro quo." he took out his dul plasa pistols, "We have a deal?"

[RajinGeki]

The first thought that Roland had after his stomach got a rude wake up call was, ["Ooooooh that hert a little more than planned, and no money for it either [censored]"] After refilling his lungs he looked about to see the chaos that had insued from his "rescue" and noticed all the exits were being blocked. Looking around Roland saw a way out that Saint had taken and someone to help him with it. Roland quickly ran out of the arena after tossing two more holoprojecters, these emitting a show of him line dancing with the already thrown ones. After that was done he slammed into his elbow into a nearby android's face. If the poor slob asked why it was cause he had a jet pack on his back. Quickly opening a few panels Roland wired a few things around grabbed tight and went flying after the Saint yelling, "Awwwwwwwwww weeeeeeeeeeeee!!! God I hope this works!!!" Away and out he flew of the mess that was growing ever so worse. ["Well I think it is time to move to a new home"], thinking as he slammed the poor man that was his ride into the ground and rolling abit on his sides. He stayed on the ground for abit and then got up and started walking to his home. "Well I think I over did it back- Cuk hooack!!!", his words entrupted by coughing up blood. Saint was a dead man he found him, but then again he was if anything for messing up a few paydays. He smiled abit and continued to his house

[Doom114]

As the firefight started, Dom dashed across the bar, heading to where he thought would be safest. The extends claws from his gloves and boots to help him climb up the wall to the balcony. Thankfully almost nobody tried to get in his way after watching his last fight, those that did received quick slashes across the throat. Dom pulled himself over the railing as Corv's soldiers left through the door in the back. *That was close...*He crouches behind the railing, watching Saint bolt and the rest of the floor crumbling into chaos. He stays crouched there, deciding to wait out the fight.