Owen was about to reply when the the battle master glared at him. The muscles in his neck bulged out.

"Lay off the steroids dude." Owen laughed.

The battle master got up and walked right in front of Owen.

"You think this is a game scum bag..."

"Actually i think it is, being that it's an arena and everything."

Veins started to appear on his head.

"Also could i get some water, i have to battle soon."

"If you weren't about to die in the arena i would slice your neck and tear you in half my self."

Owen laughed.

"Have some mental problems do we?"

The battle master called into the radio and two guards came in.

"Guards, take MR.KEEZ and leave him out side till the others get in here. Im tired of hearing the words that com out of his mouth."

Owen sighed and walked outside and waved at the battle master through the window with a smile on his face......

john then looked at the battlemaster and letted out a laugh, distorted throught his helmet filters.

"you know, he's actually right, its just a game, with damn high stakes but its still a game haha"

the battlemaster then gave him a mean glare that could freeze helium

"dont even try this with me punk"
he said in a cold voice

"a little touchy arent ya ?"

the scene then repeated itself, with a little sense of déjà vu, and john was sent to the same place as owen.

he then asked keez
"you know that guy ?" he said pointing at him throught the window

"he really look easy to get pissed off, im sure he would be easy to taunt into traps in the arena..."

*A hair was knocked out of place by Raspers attempted assault, he had struck him in the side of the temple but Mandrayk just smiled his sharp tooted grin and put the hair back in place *

“ It quite alright…don’t worry my health is the least of your worries” he retorted in a equally sarcastic tone

*With that he jab the implant at the back of Raspers neck …. he looks around clearly this one wasn’t about to welcome his help with opens arms…good choice….he circled around Rasper until he was out of sight…he was entering something into his monitor a grin on his face *

“ Listen I wont lie you mean nothing to me but your useful I talked to the other and well I can help you get out of here but I need something in return….you guys probably want to talk and think about the offer…I advice speed in your response no one lives long here”

* Mandrayk walk forward and faces rasper smiling…..The droid escorts Rasper out into the pit from there you can see Owen and Fenix sitting out side the battle masters office *

Owen gave up on annoying the battle master....... for now. He turned around to see Rasper coming towards them.

"Hey Rasper, Now that you're here i think he might let us back in"

Rasper nodded, "Yes I think so, do u know if were fighting together or one at a time."

john was now sitting in a corner of the room that allowed him to have a good look at everybody in, each one of them a potential opponent.

he was preparing himself for the combat, he had faith in his skills, a good opportunity to make some more money and entertain himself a bit, he knew this arena would probably be a joke compared to the gtc's assignment, so he was happy to get something to warm up and check if he was really up to the challenge

*Mandrayk carried on inputting data in his monitor, he inserts a data strip, it contains a virus, he use's the data he collected from the 3 patients to mask it as he puts it into the system...stage one complete*

“ well back to business”

*A grin firmly on his face he gets up…the virus would not take effect for 2 more days on exactly which time he would put into effect the finale stages of his plan…well he hope the GTC employees would last that long of course *

“ Well time for my rounds...no rest for the wicked ?”

*Mandrayk says to his loyal droid and sets out of his little surgery into the pit, he circles the room expecting some of the gladiators…he turns left down a large reinforced door into the barracks, here he visits each cell and administers combat stims and other concoctions…he would visit the three GTC’s after they’ve settled in. if they were alive that is*

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(ooc) consider me out of the posting rules of this thread please, as some of you have seen up to now, my level of activity has greatly decreased as of late, and i fear that it was only the beginning. real life first right ?

im writing this as a warning, in fact...i think it would be better if i was to get off this rp so as to not cause too much trouble. im giving white card for mandrayk to use me in his twisted plans as much as he wants to justify why i would leave the arena

p.s.: nuscian, go easy on john please, i dont want him shamelessly getting hurt

Rasper stretched while waiting for something to happen. He hated being in this situation, he cracked his neck and crossed his arms ready for anything.

OOC((hope I’m not going against the rule just want to get this thing going again..also as you no I’m acting on fenixs part so please do not be offended by a little god modeing on my part to make it fit…is a bit long winded but it’s the best I’ve got))

*Mandrayk finishes his rounds as 5 security personal come up to the Rasper, Owen and John they their weapons raised…good the guards had received his ‘medical report’ Mandrayk thought*

“ John Fenix….come with us you’ve been selected for special treatments….and for the sake of your friends I advice you come quietly”

*Fenixs stands calmly, like a well trained force the nearest guards to Owen and Rasper move forwards the muzzles of there guns to there faces as to prevent any retaliation….he moved way from the group its hard to tell what happens but a struggle ensues there is a yells and a struggle Fenix is down along with a guard with a broken jaw , Mandrayk’s comes over his case in hand….he looks up and the incapacitated Owen and Rasper *

“Don’t worry just a mild shock from his “tracker” yours does it too, so I’d advise against any struggle…well lets get him to the surgery room”

* Two guards lift Fenix and follow Mandrayk to another unmarked door…which led’s to a room the gladiators call the ‘chop shop’…Mandrayk grins to him self phase two.. In truth Mandrayk and Fenix new about this meeting and Fenix had confided in him his need to disappear for him to pursue his goals of which he had not gone into much detail…the next bit was easy get some poor soul on the operating table, mutilated it and report fenix had died due to inability to integrate with his new “Improvements” and then transport the real Fenix to a smuggler transport that would pick him up after its delivery to the station…simple in Mandrayk’s mind and he’d get to mutilated something always a bonus…well he’d tell what had really happened to Fenix later..no need to trouble the other two they had enough on there plate*

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*the guards keep there weapons lock on Owen and Rasper encase they tried anything The head gladiator walks out his office his massive bulk filling the door way*

“ Wat the ‘ell you doing theve not even got into a fight yet”

* the guards jump*

“Doctors orders…wasn’t fit enough apparently so they’ve taken him to processing”

* he grunts and looks over to the pinned Owen and Rasper*

“well what you looking at…get ya arses in ‘ere”

* at gun point the guards motion Owen and Rrasper to get in the office…and leave Fenix to his fate *

(((IM taking away these rules they havent done much except limit our posting .)))

The battle master pulled his hair away from his eyes.

"Now, you two, i', sending you into the ring but this isn't a normal match. This is a last one standing thing like normal but there are going to be 148 other contestants beside yourself. It will be an all out war which our fans seem to love."

The battlemaster stood up and gestured for Rasper and Owen to be taken away. About time the action started, Owen thought to himself.

The guards took Owen and Rasper to the Armory. Which was filled with a massive amount of guns and equipment.

"This is my type of place."

When we get out of this place i want to stop by here first, there has to be billions of credits invested in guns in this place. Owen thought to himself.

Rasper looked in a mix of wonder and curiosity about how they would be able to get so many guns and the various other things. There were guns, swords and energy shields of all various manufacturers and races.

Rasper went up to the rack of guns and saw a personal favorite the LS-150 Heavy Accelerator Gun which was basically a heavy repeater. Rasper went over to the equipment area and choose an energy shield. Rasper would just use his normal Armour he had on for protection. Finally Rasper got twin Vibro blades along with two knives.

Rasper flexed and studied the weight and how encumbered he was by the weapons. He still haed doing things against his will but he had to admit, this would be fun.

* fenix is bundled off in smuggler transport...mean while in the chop shop mandrayk starts to work on the mutilation of Fenixs apposed "corpse" he gets a comm the games are to start he turns to his droid*

" Well turn on the monitor my dear fellow I wish to see how they get on"

Owen was like a little kid in a candy store. Then his eyes fell upon "it". Sitting a stand was a very high quality armor the artisan who made this was truly skilled. Owen quickly put it on and strapped a whole lot of ammo for the mini gun he chose. Owen pressed a button on his wrist computer and the helmet closed around his head. Hiding all his facial expressions and all together his emotions could lower the moral of any normal humanoid.

"You ready to kick some ass Rasper. Because I sure am." Owen said in the electronic voice that came from the mic on the inside of the helmet.
He primed his mini-gun and walked to the door that said ARENA on it. He would wait for Rasper before he entered.

Rasper joined Owen at the arena entrance, "So us two vs over 100 over fighters in a free for all no holds barred match" "dosent seem vary fair for the other fighters" raspers said with a smirk

He quickly checked his equipment and waited for the go