[Warle, The Nightmare Arle]

"Well, That WWLI Match was...More than a little embarrassing." Warle said, strolling on into Sunshine Stadium, grinning happily...Though her bottom was still more than a bit sore after getting blown up multiple times by an unwilling cushion, Warle seemed ready to face a new challenger of some description! "Buuuut, With a fresh mind, and some fresh attitudes, I think i'll start making a name for myself here--"







"Well, if it isnt my *favorite* Aspiring Magician~?"



Suddenly, With a Emerald Wind, Krishna, Warle's first of many bad influencers of Li appeared before Warle, Smiling.



"Here to let off some steam? I think i may be able to offer a real prize for such a thing..." Krishna would say, as to his fingertip, A Orb of Cosmic energy emerged...A Cosmic Egg.







Warle, However...Seemed a bit disinterested. "I-im...Not sure i should keep doing that" Warle would admit...To which Krishna laughed.







"Why not? Surely you arnt satisfied, are you?"









"Well-- i mean, of course not! Who's ever truly satisfied at any point in there life? I just...I just think i should maybe start learning spells in a more rewarding way. Thats all."









"...So, It seems as if 'Arle' Is getting to you, Hm? Need i remind you of what you, yourself, called her? The Girl who ruined your life and left you to die?







"W-well, i mean...She *was* five at the time."







"Why does that stop you now? You are not even close to rivaling *anything* on Li...Let alone something like the Starvia. or the Glory you want for yourself. The *Name* you want for yourself? And you wish to throw it away because Arle made you feel bad?"







"W-well...I-i dont..."







"....Ah, How foolish the young mind is...Tell you what. Ill give this Cosmic Egg to you, As a reward...If you Win this match. Prove to me that you're so 'capable' that you dont need my help anymore."







"...I will."





And so, Krishna vanished once again...as Warle stood against the challenger approaching the Arena.

[KashKey]

This place was getting on Ed's nerves. All the books he had found were nonsense to him, and nothing he found on Alchemy seemed accurate. It was all a jumbled mess, and he needed something to ground himself. Something that really told him what other people were capable of. In many ways, one could call this a scientific experiment. What he needed was a good fight.

It totally wasn't because the teen needed to blow off steam, no sir. This State Alchemist just needed something to prove that he wasn't going crazy. If a fight confirmed what he had been reading, and someone really DID make a fireball appear out of nowhere without a Transmutation Circle, then it would confirm that he was, indeed, in another world where magic really did exist. And that was what brought Ed to the Stadium to begin, as he walked in with his hands in his coat pockets, only to see someone relatively his age. Ooookay... Well, he got into a ready stance. Time to see what she can do.

"Oi. Don't expect me to go easy on you for any reason at all, got it?"

He flexed his gloved hands lightly as it spoke. His Automail was fully covered. Good. Hopefully this wouldn't be a total blowout.

[Warle, The Nightmare Arle]

And so, Before Warle came a Red-jacketed young man, with sandy blonde hair and ...Huh! For once, someone was actually shorter than her! Well, Warle wasn't about to make note of it-- after all, she  got picked on for her height by most given tall people! Though the idea did come to her mind. Regardless, Warle listened to Ed's words and...Tilted her head. What an odd thing to say to someone you just met!

"Why would i think you'd hold back? I mean, this is an Arena...Ooooh. Are you one of those 'True Gender Equality' Guy's who use it as an excuse to try to dropkick girls?" Warle asked, Looking at Ed with a shrug. "I mean, Thats...Fine, i guess? Were here to fight after all, so, i presume you wanna actually fight me." Warle said, before  she raised her hand upward. "Just means i dont gotta hold back myse--"




"JET SET RADDIIIOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"



"WAAAAH!! YOU ARNT BLUE-- WHAT;D YOU DO TO BLUE?!"

With that sound, The Announcer's Booth was suddenly filled with what sounded like some Fresh, Funky Beats! And, ontop of that, A Stadium Announcer.

"YEEEAAAAHHAHAHAHA! This may not be the hot hot hot streets of Tokyo-to, but its a kickin' place to get your jams goin' for a Battle of all Battle's! And who else would provide such funky jams for such a slobberknocker than your very own DJ Projessor K, coming from JET SET RADDDIIIOOOOOOOOO!!!!! IF YOU DONT BELIEVE IN MAGIC, YOU BETTER START NOW, CAUSE ONCE YA'LL START FIGHTING, I PROVIDE THE JAMS!"




"AAAAAAAAAA I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEAAAANS!!!"


Warle, just as confused as she was screaming.  However, True to the odd man's words-- Some Funky Beats started playing from the Speaker's, Effectively providing the Battle Music!



Well, Now rightfully riled up and confused, Warle quickly retreated to her common strategy-- Throw up a Diacute and some of her safest spells!

Warle uses Diacute! She's Tapping Lightning, Causing her 10% Recoil and -3 dodge penalty to one of her rolls next turn, For a 30+3=33% Damage Diacute! She is also temporarily lowering her WIS by -2 for two turns, to add...

fUNAR0Rmp_2d5

9 Extra damage! Thats 42% Damage!


And, Following that, Warle would spin around and stopped to suddenly cast a spell at Ed, A Small Fireball, flung right for Ed with no transmutation circle to speak!


"Hot!"

p_1d20+1=18 (12% Damage, 30% Burn!)

And, Following this, Warle would Jump back, and quickly cast another spell at Ed!



"Hiidon!"

And with that, Mentally Affecting waves flew into Ed's Brain, with no transmutation circle to speak!

p_1d20+1=14  (Hiidon! Afflicts Drowsy and Sleep, and targets INT!)

After that, Warle stands at attention, shaking her head.



"Huuuh...You know, this music aint bad! Makes me wanna bounce around~" She'd say, now giving a little dance as her Appeal!

p_1d20+2=14

"Thats the spirit little lady! But Butterin' Me up aint gonna do you no good!"

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Warle:
HP: 160/170

Status:
Diacute Buff (42%)
Diacute Cool down (2 Turns)
Lightning Cooldown (1 Turn)
Hiidon Cooldown (1 turn)
Dodge Roll Penalty: -3 to one dodge roll next turn.
WIS Penalty: -2 Wis for 2 turns.

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[KashKey]

Edward couldn't help the irritation that crossed through him at Warle's initial comment. That wasn't his intention in the slightest, damnit!

"Oi, don't go puttin' words in my mouth! I don't normally fight girls, so I was just lettin' ya know I'm not gonna hold back since we're in here, damnit!"

He huffed with irritation. Something about that comment just really got to him, and he wasn't sure why. And as he fumed to himself... Chaos ensued.

"GAH! What tha hell is with that guy?!"

Ed wasn't the only one baffled, as Warle was... Screaming at the top of her lungs. Which made for two people screaming at the top of their lungs. God, he was gonna get a headache by the end of this, he could feel it. And the damn music wasn't helping!

"What the hell kind of music even is this?!"

It was loud, and it kicked in way too hard, way too fast. Or at least that was his opinion. And... Okay, what the hell was this girl doing? He didn't recognize it in the damn slightest! But while he was mulling over that, suddenly she went on the offensive, and fired a fireball at him.

"No Transmutation circle?!"

QHK|f9HRp_1d20+2(Hot dodge. Nada.)

Ed raised his hands to defend himself from the damage, the spell having caught him off guard. That confirmed his theory, but he hadn't been mentally prepared to have it actually confirmed. Not in the damn slightest.

p_1d100(Burn Resist baybee.)

Luckily, he'd been smart enough to bring up his right arm first, protecting his body from the flames. But, it had an unfortunate side effect of singing his coat, something that he ESPECIALLY didn't like.

"Oi, I only have one of these things, damnit!"

He scowled as he spoke, before taking note of the sudden mental onslaught. What the hell was THIS?! How was she doing it?!

p_1d20+5(Perfect Hiidon resist!)

Ed cursed, and shook his head, focusing his mind on the fight in front of him. It would take more than that to get in the head of Edward Elric. It would take FAR from whatever fancy trick that was.

"That confirms my theory... Magic really can be used here. And in quick succession too. I'll admit, part of why I warned you I wouldn't go easy is so you didn't feel bad if I kicked your ass cus you couldn't do something like that. Now that I know you can... That changes things. I ain't got a single reason not to go all out!"

That said, Ed clapped his hands together and slammed them into the ground, smirking... As the ground began to spontaneously combust. This served two purposes. It not only allowed him to deduce what the base components of the Arena were, it also would make for a damn good distraction!

p_1d20+5(Three strikes with Destruction Alchemy! Each does 8% if it lands!)

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p_1d20+5

As the explosions finished ringing out, in the midst of the dust Ed clapped his hands anew, before slamming them back down.

"Now that I know what this thing is made of... I can do THIS!"

The ground sparked with energy as he smirked, before the ground below Warle suddenly dropped out from under her, a sand pit being formed in the ground! Warle would have to act fast on this one, as the sand began to slowly slide down the slopes of the pit Ed had created right in the middle of the ring.

p_1d20+5(Sand Trap! Ed's made a pit that'll slowly suck you in if you don't move quick! Make a DEX check or be inflicted with Slow!)

And lastly, no matter what happened with the pit, Ed clapped his hands one more time, and slammed them into the ground one more time. Energy flew out from his hands, and towards where Warle stood, intent on impaling her with one of several large spikes that shot up from the ground the energy touched. That was gonna hurt if she didn't dodge.

p_1d20+5(Stone spikes! It deals 8%, and Mortal Wound if it hits! Watch yourself!)

As he finished up his onslaught, Ed stood up and brushed the dust from his coat.

"Where you have Magic, I have Alchemy! So, how do ya like the Fullmetal Alchemist?!"

p_1d20-2(Not much of an appeal, Ed.)

Edward Elric
HP: 142/160%
Shields: 55%
Status: Feeling pretty good!
Cooldowns: Sand Trap (Active)
Stone Spikes (2 turns.)

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[Warle, The Nightmare Arle]

Warle chuckled at Ed's apparent shock at her Magical Prowess. "Ha ha ha~ Sorry Kiddo, But im a Biiiit ahead of the game on the whole magic thing~" Warle would cheekily jest at Ed's Expense, Definitely getting ahead of herself as she only landed that one Basic Fire Spell. She even misunderstood what Ed was saying by 'No Transmutation Circle'. But, It was just with that, that suddenly the ground around Warle sparked and...Exploded?!



"WOAH!" Warle would gasp out, and begin her best to start running!

8C727c2|p_1d20+1=15 (Dodge)

p_1d20-2=2 (Hit)

p_1d20+1=14 (Dodge!)

With the acception of one of those blasts, Warle managed to make a decent escape from the First and Final Blast's of Ed's assault, as she pouted...Only to feel her hand sinking under the ground! "H-huh?!"


p_1d20+1=6 (Sand Trap, Nada)


p_1d20 (Slow for 5 turns!)

"W-what the hell is this stuff?! Its course, its rough-- ITS GETTING EVERYWHERE!!!" Warle would call out, as suddenly, The Sand around her began to harden, as Sharpened spears were now flying at her! Thinking quickly, Warle closed her eyes and activated her Bubble shield, Which took the brunt of the Spikes assault, as Warle looked up to Ed.

(Shielded!)

Noting that this was quite a pickle, Warle decided it might be best to play the sitting duck for just a bit, as she  Stood up-- Well, as best as she could in the Sand Trap, Warle would raise up Both of her hands, Grinning. "Neat trick, Buddy. Let me show you Mine." Warle would ask pretty maliciously, Before reeling her hands back, as a Black Fire emerged and surrounded both of her palms, Before aiming them Outward, Firing off a Black, Inky Vortex of Black Fire, Which opened itsself up to a White Eye and Mouth, Forming into a Black Dragon, Flying right for Ed!

"Shadow Storm!"

p_1d20+1=21 (CRITICAL Shadow Storm! This attack deals 11 damage, And will Guarantee Affliction of Blind!)


p_1d20+1=18  (Crit Check for Shadow Storm! If Crit Check passes, deals 22% Damage instead.)

With the Darkness Engulfing Ed, Suddenly, Two Black Flames would attatch themselves to Ed's Eyes, More or less forcing them closed to keep him Blinded, And then, Following it up, Warle would giggle a little. "Having trouble seeing straight? Here, I'll give you something to Focus on!" Warle would declare, Quickly throwing out a Spell in the form of 

'Crack!'

As a Shard of the very reality they occupied as broken off and Thrown at Ed!

p_1d20+1=11 (Crack, Deals 8% Damage with a 50% Moral Wound Chance)

With that, Warle would follow up by Raising her hand, Concentrating into it as she looked at ed, Smirking...

"This miiiight kill you, So, Try not to die so i dont get disqualified. Heart stopper!"

...Heart stopper? What a Bizarre Name. Though...Suddenly, Ed would feel his senses dilate, as in the Inky Abyss of Blackness, He could see...Something. There was something in this Void of Darkness that he shouldn't be able to see. But...The Closer it drew, Ed would suddenly realize what he was seeing. It Grew closer, Its eyes turning a hellish red, as all at once, It Lunged for Ed, Screeching out...

"E D W A R D ! ! !"

p_1d20+1=13 (Heart Stopper! Warle's WIS VS Ed's INT! Typically deals 10% Damage, But, Due to Ed being afflicted by Blind, it instead deals the maximum 32% Damage! If Ed Fails the INT Check of this attack, Then he will suddenly suffer a Heart Attack to afflict this massive damage, as well as being afflicted by Horrified/Fear!)




"...Diiiiid it work? I cant tell whats going on...Im *sure* i cast it, but-- " Warle would ask, tilting her head. "Er-- I mean-- There's something for your Mind, Your Body and Soul~!"

p_1d20+1=17 (appeal)

---

Warle:

HP: 160/170



Status:

Diacute Buff (42%)

Diacute Cool down (1 Turns)

Heart Stopper (4 turns)
Dodge Roll Penalty: -2 to one dodge roll next turn.

WIS Penalty: -2 Wis for 1 turns.



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[KashKey]

Ed couldn't help his smug grin as Warle fell into his sand pit. It was just too satisfying to have someone who thought they had the leg up on him with Magic, just to have their pants pulled down by Alchemy. It was a totally different concept, and he knew that to be a fact now. So he could use those differences to his advantage, if he played his cards right.

"Tha rules ain't gonna be yer usual magic showdown, got it? This is a Science yer dealin' with!"

That said, Ed prepared another clap, but was cut off guard by the shadow attack. It shot at him too damn fast to react! Ed's eyes widened in horror and he immediately backpedaled. Hell no, hell no hell no!

Sq8BWr76p_1d20+1 (Crit: Resisted.)

It lessened the impact, but DAMN did this still hurt his eyes! They felt like they were on fire, and he couldn't damn well see past them! Stupid magic! With a hiss of pain, he grunted and was forced to try to use his coat to try and snuff it out some.

p_1d20 (... o w)

Yeah, no, screw that, just made his eyes water. Cursing, Ed decided to just close his eyes and wait until its light flickering in his ears would go away. He didn't need his eyes too much right now anyway, since she was stuck in that pit of his. Just had to use his ears right... Shouldn't be too hard.

p_1d20+3(Wis check to avoid the detriments of Blind this turn. Which I passed.)

Speaking of, his ears told him there was broken glass flying his way. How that worked, he didn't dare question at the moment. Not being able to see the magic at work was a damn problem.

p_1d20+1

His old teacher's training was serving him well again, as he darted forward past the shard of reality and towards his Sand Trap, where Warle inevitably lay. He didn't know the details, but he knew he'd gotten past something nasty, so he'd take it. This was a fight after all, so he'd have to take what he could get. ... And that's when Warle opened her mouth again.

"Kill me? The hell're you playin' at kid?!"

He didn't know why, but he didn't like the sound of whatever magic BS this was. The thought unsettled him. What kind of spell was she telling him "Might" kill him? And why was a KID talking so casually about blatant MURDER?! Even after everything he'd gone through, like hell would he consider such a drastic step for such a stupid stadium fight, let alone literally EVER.

... And then the reality of what was going on set in, as he heard an all too familiar gurgle. The monstrous cracking of misaligned bones, and squelching of poorly mashed together flesh.

The sounds of his worst mistake, that had haunted his nightmares for years now.

"E D W A R D ! ! !"

p_1d20+3(Barely made it. Due to the outcome of the roll tieing with Heart Stopper's Roll, it's determined by Modifier. And Ed just ain't stupid enough to fall for this sort of thing. His +3 beats Warle's +1.)

He thought his heart stopped for a moment. And only a moment. This wasn't real. This monster that he had created... It was dead and buried back in his world. It wasn't hear. And he wasn't damn stupid enough to let his fear override that cold fact. ... Even if the tears that leaked past the shadowey fire would show he was less than pleased with this development. His entire body stood straight and rigid... Before he clapped his hands, slammed them on the ground... And slowly pulled his right hand up. The ground itself condenced on a single point in his hand, and slowly came together to form a surprisingly ornate spear that he brandished with one hand.

He knew it was the emotions talking, but he was momentarily reconsidering his murder policy.

"If you think you can give me a heartattack with the face I see in every nightmare I have... YOU HAVE ANOTHER THING COMING, BRAT!"

With a roar, Ed rushed forward, spear at the ready. His first call of attack? Slam the blunt side of the pole arm down into the sandpit as hard as he could, determined to smack some damn revenge into Warle. He had been pissed off. And if there was one rule most people in Amestris was familiar with... It was that you don't piss off the Fullmetal Alchemist.

p_1d20(Transmutated Spear: 18%. But WITH A CRIT, IF IT LANDS, IS 36%.)

p_1d20(yes)

With a snarl, he decided that the feeling of steel impacting skull wasn't enough. He was still PISSED. And he was gonna deal out some DAMAGE if he had anything to say about it. Quickly clapping his hands again, the circle still complete despite the polarm he was holding, he slammed his hands into the ground, and got to work... As he let his anger handle the formula for this transmutation. He had plenty of earth around him to work with... So he'd just make it all Coallece, growing into a large mountain... That took the form of a giant fist, that slammed into the pit. Ed was gonna CRUSH Warle if he had his way, and maybe break a couple bones if he could damn well help it.

p_1d20+3(SUDDEN INSPIRATION. Does a flat 30% with a 3 turn cooldown.)

But he wasn't done there, even as the fist retracted from the pit and returned to the ground it had just emerged from. Once more, he clapped his hands together and placed them against the ground, his transmutation starting up... Then cutting off half way, as the ground around Warle exploded once more.

p_1d20+3(Destruction Alchemy, 8% each.)

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And as the explosions finished, results be damned, Ed got to his feet and snarled.

"Next time you pull that, I'll give ya worse, damnit." Tears were still streaking down his face. That hadn't been very kind to him. Not that Warle had any way of understanding why.

p_1d20-2(Ed's sloppy and still emotional appeal. he's not having a good day now.)

Edward Elric
HP: 131/160%
Shields: 55%
Status: Blind: 5 turns.
Emotional Status: traumatized child
Cooldowns: Sand Trap (Active)
Stone Spikes (1 turn.)
Sudden Inspiration (3 turns.)

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[Warle, The Nightmare Arle]

l9tDvFE6p_1d20+1-2=2 (Crit Hit! Warle takes 36% Damage



p_1d20+1=11 (Inspiration hit! Takes 22% Damage)




p_1d20+1=13 (8%)

p_1d20+1=15 (Dodged!)

p_1d20+1=2 (8%)

Warle apparently got her answer to the question 'Did it work', as the Short Stacked Alchemist roared out a threat, and charged for her with Spear in hand and anger on his face, As she gasped and tried to Flee from the Oncoming spear-- But was unable to, Sinking a bit into the Sand Pit and taking a massive blunt hit to her head, causing a bit of blood to come out, Before a massive Alchemized fist slammed into Warle's head, Causing her to sink even deeper into the sand, Only for a erupt explosion to blast her out! Coming to her senses, she managed to avoid the second blast, before the Third hit her and caused her to fumble over, Armor cracked and hair frizzled out, Struggling to stand herself up.


"Y-y'know, I cant actually control what you see when i cast that spell!" Warle reprimanded the rage Ed threw at her, but sputtered a bit, Before throwing a quick fireball at Ed to throw him off!


p_1d20+3=4 (Pitiful Hot, 12% Damage)

Realizing that magic was actually not working out so well, She instead opts for a Classic approach! "Hiidon!" Warle casts, Sending out a Wave of sleep magic for Ed!


p_1d20+3=18 (Hiidon! Afflicts Drowsy and Sleep!)

Hoping Ed was sent to sleep by the Spell, Warle decides to use her turn to Ready up for next turn, by Casting another Diacute to herself!

(Diacute! Tapping Shatter Storm, dealing 10% Damage to Warle's HP and Shields! +5 for the Recoil of Diacute. Lowers WIS by 1.)

p_1d5

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Warle:



HP: 071/170




Shied: 50/60


Status:



Diacute Buff (42%)


Diacute Buff (31%)


Diacute Cool down (2 Turns)



Heart Stopper (3 turns)


Dodge Roll Penalty: -2 to one dodge roll next turn.



WIS Penalty: -1 Wis for 2 turns.




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