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The Battle of FaF Bridge.

Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
A bridge. An ordinary bridge. The one construction leading to the other side of the dark chasm that splits the ground asunder in both directions. Constructed of stone and wood. It is but a dull ordinary crossing. But you must cross it..

However! The bridge has a guardian.


OOC bit: Hey! I felt like doing a battle royale in the style of the battle of Stamford Bridge. Only I am the guardian of the bridge! ÒwÓ COME AT ME!!

Rules are simple. Keep it SFW, no Godmodding or you will automatically get punted into the abyss. For convenience, keep it 1v1. If the guardian is defeated the winner becomes the new guardian and thus has to defend the bridge until they are defeated. The guardian is immune to one shot powers. When a guardian is defeated they may return no sooner than after the second subsequent battle since their defeat. Make it as amusing as possible. This is an RP for fun and frolics!

And now back IC!

Queen Skittles stood upon the bridge. The gusts of wind whipping her dress to and fro playfully as she stood sentinel. The silk of her beautiful dress whispering gently as it brushed against its self.
Clutched in her paw was a mighty two handed black iron skillet pan. It's haft almost as long as her own body. The hard iron pommel wedged into the stones of the bridge firmly. The pan was a giant lump of iron with the stains of its use as a kitchen implement engrained into its very being.

The Queen stood silently, like a monolith of stone as she waited for one fated to defeat her or in turn be defeated and cast into the depths of oblivion.

A shadow appeared in the distance..
 
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TR273

Pirate Fox Mom
Sally (for she is) tentatively approached the bridge. The crossing was necessary because there were supplies she needed from the city on the other side. She had heard stories of the guardian and those that had thought strength and power were the way to victory, they now all lay broken at the bottom of the chasm. The wind tugged at her hair and robe as she walked on, the bridge was in sight now and the Queen was sitting in a comfortable chair looking left and right. Noticing Sally the Queen stood and took position in the middle of the bridge, holding the pan in a guard position. Sally took a deep breath and carefully placed a foot on the worn planks of the crossing, reaching into the sack she had slung over her shoulder. The Queen watched curiously and Sally withdrew a small porcelain pot. Stopping a few feet from the Queen Sally sat down on the bridge and placed two cups down then poured the potion from the pot into them, she was almost sure this was the guardian's only weakness. She picked up one of the cups for herself and offered the other to the Queen.
'Tea?'
 

Jaredthefox92

Banned
Banned
Prancing towards the bridge, was everyone's favorite ye old troublemaker vixen, Aurelia Bradanska the fox. After coming from a pleasant day of searching around for spices and various knickknacks at the local market, she would have decided to take an alternate route towards her mountainside cottage that she hadn't before, this very same bridge. Soon the tiny vixen in a red dress would be seen going towards the bridge with a basket around her arm.

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Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
Sally (for she is) tentatively approached the bridge. The crossing was necessary because there were supplies she needed from the city on the other side. She had heard stories of the guardian and those that had thought strength and power were the way to victory, they now all lay broken at the bottom of the chasm. The wind tugged at her hair and robe as she walked on, the bridge was in sight now and the Queen was sitting in a comfortable chair looking left and right. Noticing Sally the Queen stood and took position in the middle of the bridge, holding the pan in a guard position. Sally took a deep breath and carefully placed a foot on the worn planks of the crossing, reaching into the sack she had slung over her shoulder. The Queen watched curiously and Sally withdrew a small porcelain pot. Stopping a few feet from the Queen Sally sat down on the bridge and placed two cups down then poured the potion from the pot into them, she was almost sure this was the guardian's only weakness. She picked up one of the cups for herself and offered the other to the Queen.
'Tea?'
The Queen eyed the the teacup sceptically for a moment before graciously accepting the proffered cup of tea in her dainty paws. Her fearsome pan momentarily forgotten lay abandoned to the side. She raised the steaming cup to her delicate snoot and sniffed at it appreciatively before very slowly taking a loud slurping sip. "Hmm.. Not bad at all!" She exclaimed jubilantly!

Prancing towards the bridge, was everyone's favorite ye old troublemaker vixen, Aurelia Bradanska the fox. After coming from a pleasant day of searching around for spices and various knickknacks at the local market, she would have decided to take an alternate route towards her mountainside cottage that she hadn't before, this very same bridge. Soon the tiny vixen in a red dress would be seen going towards the bridge with a basket around her arm.

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The Queen fixed the vixen with a withering stare! Her paw clenching the teacup dangerously tight. "You are disturbing teatime!" She boomed and went to place the cup down and reach for her skillet.
 

Jaredthefox92

Banned
Banned
"Tea time? Why have tea on bridge? Bridge are for horses and walking, si?" She asked, as she stopped and became rather confused as to why someone would have tea on top of a bridge.
 
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TR273

Pirate Fox Mom
The Queen eyed the the teacup sceptically for a moment before graciously accepting the proffered cup of tea in her dainty paws. Her fearsome pan momentarily forgotten lay abandoned to the side. She raised the steaming cup to her delicate snoot and sniffed at it appreciatively before very slowly taking a loud slurping sip. "Hmm.. Not bad at all!" She exclaimed jubilantly!


The Queen fixed the vixen with a withering stare! Her paw clenching the teacup dangerously tight. "You are disturbing teatime!" She boomed and went to place the cup down and reach for her skillet.
Sally scoots quickly out of panning range to preserve her life, tea and packet of HobNobs she is saving for emergencies. She settles back against the bridge wall to watch the upcoming engagement with interest.
 

Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
"Tea time? Why have tea on bridge? Bridge are for horses and walking, si?" She asked, as she stopped and became rather confused as to why someone would have tea on top of a bridge.
"Simple really.. I am the Queen and this is my bridge. Tea was offered. Thus it was teatime." The Squirlf monarch replied and lifted her skillet with practiced ease before whirling it skillfully over her head and then bringing the pan down with a loud heavy thump between her footpaws. "No one crosses my bridge." She stated flatly.
 

ben909

vaporeon... *spills* ... wait espeon now
Summons more water to rase the water line to the bridge, not submerging it, this may give me places to hide and wait for the time to strike

(Am i doing this right?)
 

TR273

Pirate Fox Mom
Sally wonders if now is a good time to scoot sideways across the bridge while the Queen is distracted. She decided this wouldn't really be playing fair and besides the wily Kitsune has a few tricks up her sleeves. She continues to sip her tea and wait for the right moment.
 

Sappho

Canis Centaurus
Summons more water to rase the water line to the bridge, not submerging it, this may give me places to hide and wait for the time to strike

(Am i doing this right?)
*drains it back*

Fair battles only! @Skittles are you sure this is a regulation Ref's outfit? (Thin button up... minus the buttons and short shorts)
 

ben909

vaporeon... *spills* ... wait espeon now
*drains it back*

Fair battles only! @Skittles are you sure this is a regulation Ref's outfit? (Thin button up... minus the buttons and short shorts)

but... but ... ... it was allowed in pvp

Trys to get a lesser amount of water to help me use vaporeons powers
 

ConorHyena

road warrior
Quietly the hyena, clad in dark green combat fatigues, slid over the hilltop on his belly, his rifle in his right hand. His progress was agonisingly slow and completely silent, as he lifted himself up and moved inch by unch, over the hilltop, and then down the other side. His ears were folded agianst his skull, and his breathing laboured but soft. He stopped his progress behind a bunch of nettles, conveniently allowing him to observe inbetween the rolling hills that lead towards the chasm, and the bridge across it. He reached for the mouthpiece of his water bladder and suckled on it, drinking a few gulps of fresh water, and allowing himself to rest for a moment, catching his breath, before he reached for his rifle again, quietly, slowly, unfolding the bipod and propping it up in front of him, being careful not to make the long barrel peek out of the cover of nettles. He reached for the bolt and opened it, sliding it back slowly, giving the chamber a cursory inspection, and then attached the magazine, with quiet, controlled motions chambering a single bullet, and then pushed the stock against his shoulder, leaning his cheek onto the cheekpiece and squinting through the powerful scope.

It took him a few moments to locate the chasm and he slid his field of vision along it until he had located the bridge across it. People were milling about close by, and Conor adjusted the scope again, until he could see them better. He stopped for a moment, fingering out a waterproof pad and pen from his pockets and started marking up distances inbetween himself and the bridge, noting out prominent objects ont he way to give him a chance to calculate the wind speeds. He reached for the adjusting dials of his scope, carefully bringing the crosshairs in line with the bridgehead and the centre mass of the person standing in the middle. He made a few calculations on the pad, adjusted his scope again, and then reached for the PTT button on his gear

"Oscar 2 is in position, awaiting your call, over."

Gently, he put his clawless finger just above the trigger guard of the rifle, while gripping the stock tighter. He modulated his breathing, slowing it down, and kept his scope trained on the bridge.

He was ready.
 

Sappho

Canis Centaurus
Quietly the hyena, clad in dark green combat fatigues, slid over the hilltop on his belly, his rifle in his right hand. His progress was agonisingly slow and completely silent, as he lifted himself up and moved inch by unch, over the hilltop, and then down the other side. His ears were folded agianst his skull, and his breathing laboured but soft. He stopped his progress behind a bunch of nettles, conveniently allowing him to observe inbetween the rolling hills that lead towards the chasm, and the bridge across it. He reached for the mouthpiece of his water bladder and suckled on it, drinking a few gulps of fresh water, and allowing himself to rest for a moment, catching his breath, before he reached for his rifle again, quietly, slowly, unfolding the bipod and propping it up in front of him, being careful not to make the long barrel peek out of the cover of nettles. He reached for the bolt and opened it, sliding it back slowly, giving the chamber a cursory inspection, and then attached the magazine, with quiet, controlled motions chambering a single bullet, and then pushed the stock against his shoulder, leaning his cheek onto the cheekpiece and squinting through the powerful scope.

It took him a few moments to locate the chasm and he slid his field of vision along it until he had located the bridge across it. People were milling about close by, and Conor adjusted the scope again, until he could see them better. He stopped for a moment, fingering out a waterproof pad and pen from his pockets and started marking up distances inbetween himself and the bridge, noting out prominent objects ont he way to give him a chance to calculate the wind speeds. He reached for the adjusting dials of his scope, carefully bringing the crosshairs in line with the bridgehead and the centre mass of the person standing in the middle. He made a few calculations on the pad, adjusted his scope again, and then reached for the PTT button on his gear

"Oscar 2 is in position, awaiting your call, over."

Gently, he put his clawless finger just above the trigger guard of the rifle, while gripping the stock tighter. He modulated his breathing, slowing it down, and kept his scope trained on the bridge.

He was ready.
With a sigh, Arnak snapped his fingers and the would be assassin's rifle turned to dust.

"Only cowards rely on guns, fight the guardian with honor or suffer your rifles fate
 

ben909

vaporeon... *spills* ... wait espeon now
Gets enough water to make this safe, and then sneaks under the bridge when no one is looking

Also leaves 3 boxes of donuts and a teapot as a distraction
 

Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
"My word. What a busy day.. Weeks without nary a visitor and I get several!" The Queen exclaimed in exasperation. "No matter. I will trounce you all in time for tiffin and toss your battered fluffy butts into the bottomless chasm behind me!" She proclaimed and readied the mighty skillet in her paws. "Whose for a clobbering!? Come one! Come all! O got enough for everyfur!" She paused and looked over at Sally suspiciously, holding her gaze for the longest minute before she smiled beatifically. "Did you perchance bring any hobnobs?" She asked.
 

Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
With a sigh, Arnak snapped his fingers and the would be assassin's rifle turned to dust.

"Only cowards rely on guns, fight the guardian with honor or suffer your rifles fate
The Queen looked from Arnak to the sniper in the hills. "Hey! Give him back his weapon!" She gestured from the Dragowolf to the hyena. "He had chosen his method of attack.. Do not steal it from him please~"
 

ben909

vaporeon... *spills* ... wait espeon now
The Queen looked from Arnak to the sniper in the hills. "Hey! Give him back his weapon!" She gestured from the Dragowolf to the hyena. "He had chosen his method of attack.. Do not steal it from him please~"

so does this mean i can summon a large amount of water as long as it does not cover the main section of the bridge ?
 

Captain TrashPanda

A broke college racc
As the multitudes began to slowly gather on this bridge, a fellow camo-wearing fur emerged from the treeline. Unlike the yeen sniper in the hills, this raccoon was just your average infantryman with a rifle, sidearm, and standard body armor for a soldier. The coon looked about at the mix of warriors on the bridge, having almost a sense of deja vu about the queen on the other side but shaking it off. All he knew was that he had been tasked to cross the bridge at all costs, as there was an asset on the other side he was tasked to collect. He found a stump to sit on and popped a squat, watching the pair drink tea on the bridge as he pulled out a dip can from his vest and put a wad in his maw.

"Man... whatever's on the other side must be reeeeeeal important if all these sons of bitches are trying to get to the other side too. Let's see who disturbs the tea party and makes the first move~"
 

Skittles

Queen of FaF. Empress of Fløøf.
so does this mean i can summon a large amount of water as long as it does not cover the main section of the bridge ?
Yes, but the chasm would never fill. ^~^
Woke up on the godmod side of the bed today?
T'is being resolved~ I will state it clearly here now to prevent further kerfuffle. NO GODMODDING of any kind please. Or alternatively do have a quick chat with the fur involved if you are unsure of how to proceed.

Now back to our scheduled? Programming.
 

ben909

vaporeon... *spills* ... wait espeon now
fills you skillet with corned beef hash that has to be fully cooked before it can return to weapon status... you can keep the hash
 
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