You wake up one morning, shackled and in a cell with a few other random people. After a few hours, a man walks in, forces you out of the cell, hands you a weapon (or weapons), and shoves you into an open arena. You look around and see a few other people standing in the arena, all of them holding weapons, and all of them with a confused expression on their faces. There are people sitting in stands, watching in anticipation, waiting for something to begin, when finally a voice is heard from the highest seat. "Welcome to the arena," the voice begins. "Here you will fight for glory, honor, and my entertainment. In this place, you are all equals, and all of you, every last one, will eventually die, with one exception, of course. That exception, the strongest, bravest, fastest, and meanest of you wretches, will be allowed freedom and riches beyond your imaginations. Now, you all must fight... each other!"
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Welcome to the steam-punk battle arena rpg. Here we all shall duke it out in mortal combat against one another until such time a victor can be decided from amidst the bodies that shall be piled up in this place.
Rules:
use asteriks marks for actions. You can't automatically hit your enemie (I.E. *cuts off randomusername's leg clean in half*) and the only acceptable weapons are pre-modern melee weapons (swords, axes, clubs, staves. No guns, bows, stun batons, ect)
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*gets up, holding 2 katanas, one in each hand*