Hello! Me and Arch decided to have a battle so here we are.

I'll be linking our gladiators into this thread below if you need reference.

Bl.An.C. and Zayne


ErrorBlender's Entry
of the morning air brushed past the inhabitants of the city in a slow moving breeze. Inadequately clothed citizens shivered in their attires, rubbing the palms of their hands against their exposed arms to keep warm as they rushed indoors where it was much warmer. While others ran to the warmer confines of stores, the rest enjoyed the silence of the outside. Snow was yet to fall on the roads and sidewalks, not a single flake had even dropped on the freshly cut grass of the city's central garden but everyone was expecting it soon.

Sitting on one of the garden's benches was Bl.An.C., an armored scientist that didn't blend in nicely with the surroundings. His jet black armor and pulsing green lines across his arms, legs and body made him very conspicuous but it was to be expected. In this city, people recognized him as a gladiator, a deadly combatant under the system called Rock Hard Gladiators or better known as RHG. There would have been other gladiators like himself wandering the streets, moving around like normal people would. They were really nothing special outside of combat save for some that are actually from other worlds or dimensions.

Bl.An.C. sat at the very edge of the wooden seat and leaned forward, both his arms rested on his lap. The pseudo-android's face looked around, his singular jade eye glowing bright, as if waiting for someone impatiently.

"Musing: Where is that girl?" He wondered aloud in his monotonous voice and decided to lean his back on the bench, his shoulders lowered slightly as if to relax. The jade optic looked up into the city's skyline, bordered by the gray rooftops of buildings and billboards. One of the billboards was actually a massive television screen, its face featured a recent battle between two gladiators: some sort of ice manipulator was paired against a spell crafter.

Moments later, a child not older than thirteen appeared from the crowd, over her shoulders were a worn out military coat, jeans and a shirt underneath. Her dark brown hair tied in a neat ponytail, bouncing a bit as she moved. The girl held under her arm a cardboard cut-out of what looked to be a spaceman's helmet, painted a bright pink to her satisfaction. She approached Bl.An.C. and tapped his helmet.
Bl.An.C. simply straightened and looked at his little companion.

"Excuse me, Mister Price, I've done my duty," she said sweetly. "I thank you for keeping me company back in the hospital; really, it did help me grasp when I am."

"Answer: No problem, Amber," he replied. "But I have to ask where you would stay. The system here has an orphanage if you'd like to stay for a bit."

Amber's face scrunched up thoughtfully but she shook her head. "I recall my parents saying that opportunity knocks only once and once you let it pass its gone! Your life seems very full of life and opportunity, mister Cooper, and I'd like to live with you for the meantime."

Bl.An.C. sat there quiet for a moment before he finally nodded. Amber seemed determined to stay, her conviction proved nothing otherwise and her stance -- both fists planted to her sides, made the scientist just agree. The girl was curious about the future too early for her to see and instead of shocking her, she was intrigued.

"Until I procure a way to get myself back, at the least."

"Agreement: Fine," he finally said. "Addendum: But you'd have to follow the rules I'll set later on. You will meet someone later too when we arrive later this evening."

"Arrive where? Couldn't we move now?"

"Reply: It doesn't really matter," Bl.An.C. replied as he stood up from his seat. "Our means of travel takes seconds. I've just got things to do at the moment."

"Then I will accompany you wherever," Amber said with finality and jammed her head into her pink cut-out helmet.
Honestly, Bl.An.C. was relieved to have Amber around. She softened the usual hard days he's had over the years he's been outside. He may have had Alice all the time but speaking to an actual person not through a com system is refreshing. He had a little tussle with the girl a few days back, tested here paper manipulation powers on him since it was her first time ever using them; she claims to have only gotten them when she was forwarded through time and landed here. He wasn't entirely sure how the circumstances came to a fight but he was glad either way to have met her.
A little later, the pseudo-android and his companion walk out the double doors of the RHG Combat Hub. Bl.An.C. held in his hand his next opponent but decidedly gave it Amber and told her to keep it for him for the time being as they walked along the sidewalk.

"So do you always fight, mister Cooper?" Amber asked as she pulled her coat around herself tighter as a gust of cool wind passed them by.

"Answer: Frequently, yes, but I have other things that keep me preoccupied in the times in between battles," he told her as they turned on an intersection. "I've managed to do a lot in that spare time."

"Like what?"

Bl.An.C. became silent, his thoughts lingered on his plans against John, on his mistakes, on his contingencies and his past. He was glad that his face was hidden by the mask else Amber might have thought she said something wrong.

"Mister Cooper?"

But Bl.An.C. was still lost in thought. Pondering too hard on what he was set out to do, he failed to notice something moving right towards him.
"Mister Cooper!" Amber cried.

Suddenly, Bl.An.C. collides with another person, easily toppling the man nearly off his feet.

"Hey," the man called out. "Watch where you're going!"

Bl.An.C. raised his hands and lowered his head in apology. "Apology: Sorry, didn't mean to bump into you."

"You apologize too, stranger!" Amber demanded. "I saw you. You weren't looking too!"

"I'm no stranger, young girl," he said lowering himself to a bow to meet Amber's eyes. "My name's Zayne so call me by that. And why should I apologize, he clearly could have moved. I saw him waltzing in. Pretty sure with that big ol' eye on his head he'd have noticed me a while ago." His hands formed a circle that he placed in front of his face, imitating the jade eye Bl.An.C. had.

Amber crossed her arms and squinted. The girl had a good long look at her current opponent of the day and gazed at him from top to bottom. His shoulder length hair made her curl into a smile. It was a shade of purple that reminded her of clay she used to play around with. A white collared shirt, jeans and brown boots seemed to peg him normal.

"What are you smiling about, kid?"

"Your hair is odd. Were you born with that?"

"Hey, leave the hair out of this, it has nothing to do with your bulky friend here."

As the two debated on who should apologize first, the pseudo android noticed that Zayne had a companion. Just a few steps behind, a blonde woman wore what looked to be a sundress underneath a bright blue and white snow cloak. She shivered in the slightest but didn't care to tell her companion. Her eyes wandered off into the background, to the stores and the skies, her eyes curious to the world around her.

She was actually smiling, seemed to find some laughs from her companion and Amber having a quarrel.

"Well, I wager that you wouldn't last five minutes against my acquaintance," Amber said, brimming with excitement. She then leaned closer to Bl.An.C. and tugged at his arm.

"Query: Why would you-- ?"

"I've never wagered anything before in my whole life," the kid said, practically shaking. "Its exciting. What do you wager?"

Amber then pointed her finger directly at Zayne who looked taken aback by the challenge. He crossed his arms thoughtfully and brought his hand up to his chin, rubbing it slowly. He looked over to his companion, who then looked to him.

"I'd wager a good meal!" He said, chin up and a smirk on his face.

"Statement: I could just-"

"Agreed!" Amber burst and thrusted her arm forward to Zayne which the man promptly took and shook to seal the deal.

Bl.An.C. sighed inside the suit.

"By the way," Zayne then stepped back. "This is Annabeth, call her Anna for short. She's my friend, so while me and your guy fights... what was your name again?"

"Reply: Bl.An.C.," the armored scientist replied.

"..while me and Bl.An.C. fights, you can accompany her in the stands. Fair?"

Amber nodded and approached Annabeth, who then looked at the teenager. "Name's Amber Sands, pleasure to meet you."

"Annabeth," the adult replied with a nod and a warm smile. "The pleasure is mine, young one."

Amber looked to her side and noticed something peculiar about Zayne. It wasn't just his hair that was purple. It was his tail.

"You have a tail!" Amber exclaimed as she was, for the first time in the day, to become speechless.

The blonde haired woman took Amber's hand and prompted her to move, they both took the lead towards the end of the sidewalk. Amber couldn't take her eyes off Zayne the entire time.

"Now that the introductions are done," Zayne took Amber's surprise in stride, advanced forward and placed an arm over Bl.An.C.'s shoulders. "We can begin our duel. Where shall this be held, oh Knight of black and green."

Unable to find a way out of the predicament Amber got him into, he conceded to raking his head for ideas. One place was always open though. He had a few fights there already, Amber and Lucas included.

"Suggestion: The city's public arenas," he said. Zayne having a tail was no surprise. Immortals, demons, cyborgs and mages are all in a day's work as a gladiator.

"You know, I just realized you keep saying a word before you actually say your words," Zayne noticed. "Is is compulsive? Like, do you really have to say that word before you say anything else?"

Bl.An.C. could tell it would be a long day.



Bl.An.C. lead the uncanny group towards the entrance of the arena. Since it was nearing the holidays, the gladiator battles began to slow down and rarer still were battles held in the actual city's arena. People preferred to watch battles play in different locations nowadays, Bl.An.C. thought. It was lucky that it was so.

The android simply approached the door, punched in a few numbers and spoke in a request. The computer obliged and opened its doors. A big "ACCESS GRANTED" printed on its screen with a picture of Bl.An.C. on its side. The four entered the arena with Amber enthusiastically leading Annabeth to the elevator.

"Statement: Like I told you, elevator, top button, stay inside the viewers box when you get there."

Amber waved her hand above her head as she walked away. Annabeth looked over her shoulder and nodded to Zayne.

"Such a plain place to do combat, knight of black and green," Zayne said glumly and his tail slumped to the floor. He wandered around, staring at the domed ceiling and the darkness around them. The entire place was empty except for an elevator shaft at the far end that lead to a catwalk that then lead to a central hub that hung at the ceiling, overlooking the entire dome. "No terrain, no nothing!" He said as he threw his arms to exaggerate his point. "The excitement is gone!"

"Query: Shall we begin the duel?"

"Yeah, sure," Zayne replied as he went several feet away from Bl.An.C. and lowered his stance. "I have the advantage though, friend."

"Statement: Don't speak of the end so early, Zayne," the armored scientist retorted. "The system was simply warming up."

Zayne looked confused at first, then he looked at the surroundings. The bleak gray floor was changing, blades of grass shot out from its surface and massive boulders jutted out instantly. Trees began as coils from the ground, finalizing into fantastic blooms of leaves and fruit. Color vibrantly brought the ceiling life, hues of blue and streaks of yellow sunlight painted the dome's high areas. Even clouds began to form inside. Zayne couldn't help but break into a smile and stand at wonder.

"Now this!" He exclaimed, he threw his arms into the air. "This is a battle, I approve of your tastes, Knight of Black and Green. I like you better now. Not enough to forgive about the bump but enough."

Bl.An.C. stood straight, as he examined the stance of his opponent. He wasn't entirely sure what it was but this was different than conventional fighters. Something was odd about him other than the fact that he would be fighting bare handed, like he didn't know where he was. Like he felt relieved when he saw the open field simulated by the arena.

"All right gents, the wager is a meal so don't let up," Amber's voice rebounded around the arena's dome form as if she was omnipresent. Bl.An.C. was surprised that Amber knew how to operate the hub's instruments fast but gathered that kids were faster learners anyway.
"Take care, Zayne," Annabeth said over the speakers.

Zayne nodded complacently and cracked his knuckles. "Ready when you are, One-eye."

Bl.An.C. extended both arms and quick flashes of light burst from them. As the light faded, it left two bracers around the pseudo-android's forearms.
"Jewelry can't save you, no matter have flashy they are," Zayne yelled as he charged forward. He grabbed something out of his coat but from the distance, Bl.An.C. couldn't see it. Instead, the pseudo-android surged forward as well and met the purple tailed opponent head on.

Seconds before they collided, Bl.An.C.'s blade lit up, its cyan light surprised Zayne as it zipped towards him in a maddening thrust. Zayne instinctively ducked and dashed behind his opponent.

"Got you!" Zayne said as he extended what he held on both hands: a long strand of string, wrapped around the beam blade. His mouth uttered a few words of power and the string felt alive in his hands. It grew hungry. "Your magic is dead..."

Zayne's voice trailed off as his eyes settled on the beam blade's still active self. Bl.An.C. turned to face him and swept the other beam blade at head height. Zayne quickly leapt backwards, dumbfounded.

"What kind of sorcery is that?" Zayne asked. "That's cheating you know!"

"Query: So you nullify magic?" Bl.An.C. asked, his jade eye burning bright.

"Well yeah, sort of my thing," Zayne shrugged as if it was the most normal thing around. His tail whipped behind him. "I could do better but it's all I have to keep things fair."

"Query: You're holding back?"

"No," Zayne lowered his stance. "I just don't have everything I need but that's none of your business 'sides, you have problems of your own."
Bl.An.C. found himself at that moment, quite literally as his shadow decided to simply stand from the grassy ground. As its first act of sentience, it threw a barrage of blows. Surprised, Bl.An.C. could only raise his blades to defend. Fists of darkness met against his blades made of light, and he found the Bl.An.C. found that despite direct hits onto the face of the blade, the shadow incurred no wound. His dark counterpart advanced, gained ground ruthlessly as the true pseudo-android lost them.

Zayne eyed his opponent; a mixture of curiosity and confusion settled at the surface of his thoughts as he wondered why his cursed string had no effect. His opponent was powerful, he supposed, a magic more potent than his demonic possession could counter. Perhaps angelic? Light did bring forth his blades and they do emit a glow of energy. But he has never seen an angelic host wear black. Maybe he was similar to Annabeth, taking charge of a demon possessed human. Then that means Amber is like him!

Such a burden for a young child. Such is a demon's way to pervert even a child's life.

"Are you an angel?" Zayne blurted out.

Bl.An.C. didn't reply as he fought his shadow. The twin energy blades swept at their opponent's dark form but it didn't do much. The armored scientist crossed his blades in front of him and blocked a punch from his clone. Taking the opportunity, Bl.An.C. pushed his blades forward and separated them. It lea

This story is a battle between Cooper Price and well, Zayne! I don't think it is a typical battle as this story continues off of my character's demo, Enter Zayne. This is his second chapter and would make more sense after reading the first, but that isn't necessary to really be able to understand what is going on here. This was a lot of fun and you all can expect chapter three relatively soon because I am super eager to continue his story.


yne, awoke with a start and felt something pull against him as he moved around chaotically. After a few seconds he had calmed down, realizing that it was someone holding him rather than something.


Anna hushed Zayne from behind his ear, “It’s okay, dear. You’re safe now.” Brushing her fingers through Zayne’s long dark hair, Anna could feel how Zayne’s breathing began to calm down. A smile creased her lips, “You always did like being the little spoon!”


Zayne awkwardly rolled himself over to face Anna, whose silver eyes warmed Zayne’s body more than the fire at his back. “You.. have pretty eyes.”


Anna smiled innocently and nodded, “And so do you, Zayne!”


Blushing at Anna’s response, Zayne added, “Yeah, that’s my name, right? I’m having a hard time remembering things.”


Anna’s smile faded as her eyes stared down at the ground for a moment before shooting back up in excitement, “Well, I’m Annabeth! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Zayne!”


Chuckling softly, Zayne replied, “Yeah, but we’ve known each other for a while, haven’t we?”


“Yes! We have been friends for quite some time now.”


“Then you know what happened to me and where I’m at and who that little girl was and who the lady was in my dream and, and, and,” Zayne inhaled deeply before releasing the wind suddenly as he awaited a response.


“Yes, yes, and yes!” Anna replied excitedly.


Zayne’s face lit up like a redneck’s backyard on the fourth of July, “so are you going to tell me!?”


“No!” Anna exclaimed. Zayne looked at her in absolute horror and so Anna added, “See, I’m not like you, Zayne. You’re a normal person-“Anna blushed as Zayne’s tail tickled her leg. “Okay, you’re a better than normal person. There are rules that I have to follow, and unfortunately I’d be breaking a big one if I tried to help you remember whatever it is that you’ve forgotten.” Zayne frowned. “See, I can tell you about me until you’re tired of hearing me talk, but if I do anything that might change your fate then I’ll have to leave you forever.” Anna let out a long exhale, “I don’t want to have to leave you, Zayne.”


Looking down in disappointment, Zayne sighed. “It feels right to trust you, so I’ll try my best to respect that. As much as I would like to know about my past and who I am as soon as possible, I don’t want to risk waking up alone again.”


Anna smiled giddily once more at Zayne, “Deal! I’ll be right here with you every step of the way. Who knows what we’ll find on our journey!”




“Observation: Four more infrared signatures detected. Composition differs from all files in database. “


A voice of a woman played inside of Bl.An.C.’s helmet, “These scans are consistent with the ones we found on the other side of the mountain. This area is a bit further down the ridge, and research notes the region being full of-“


“Affirmation: Wolves.” Bl.An.C. pointed on the other side of a thirty foot skid mark in the ground at the fresh corpses of three wolves. Moving closer to the corpses, Alice noticed something peculiar through Bl.An.C.’s heads up display. Before she could speak up, Bl.An.C. interjected, “Observation: Gray wolf, also known as the timber wolf, most popular chain in its species, carnivorous, hunts in packs, neither died from natural causes.” Bl.An.C moved the head of one of the wolves to reveal it’s jaw had been completely torn off of hinge.


Alice observed the sight through a camera on Bl.An.C.’s visor, and added, “Do you think our anomaly did this, Bl.An.C.?”


“Opinion: No. Statement: The infrared signatures continue down the ridge.” Bl.An.C. began to make his way down the ridge, following a trail of wolf fur, blood, and diminishing energy deposits. At the bottom of the hill side, Bl.An.C takes notice of another dead wolf further from the wood line and closer to a lake.


“You know, Bl.An.C., aside from the dead animals, you’ve got to admit that the view up here is beautiful. “ The sun was burning through the sky and reflecting off of the water, covering everything in a warm tint of red.


“Reply: Yes. It is. But we must find the anomaly before the sun heats this place up. Statement: I can’t follow heat signatures when everything shows up hot, Alice.” Bl.An.C. approaches what appears to be the alpha wolf of the pack, but stops when he realizes it didn’t die like the other wolves.


“Still think our anomaly didn’t do this, Bl.An.C.? There’s no way any animal on this ridge is capable of something like that.” The alpha appeared to have its entire throat ripped out in one clean bite.


“Observation: There is less wolf blood than there is blood from our anomaly.”


“Whatever killed those wolves at the top of the hill sure as hell isn’t the same thing that killed this guy. “


“Affirmation: You are correct. Analysis: The infrared signatures appear to be more dense on the other side of the lake. Statement: Let’s go, we’re getting close.”




Zayne had helped Anna put the fire out as well as pack up the very few things that she had been traveling with. The duo made their way down through the forest and down the mountainside at a sluggish pace. Still recuperating from his injuries, Zayne would have to stop frequently to rest. Anna would take advantage of these stops to wander off and admire all things of nature, unknowing that Zayne was quietly admiring her from afar. She wore a navy blue sundress with a few silver bracelets around the wrist on her right arm. An elegant silver circled was worn in her dirty blonde hair, and it was decorated with an aquamarine stone in the center. She looked like one of the formal women from a dream Zayne had, but he knew she wasn’t in his dream.


Meeting up with Anna, Zayne picked her up and let her ride on his shoulders as they trekked down the mountainside. “So I can turn into a huge panther and my body regenerates rapidly, what sort of neat stuff can you do?”


Anna ran her fingers through Zayne’s dark hair, “I’m not that neat. I don’t even come with a tail! I’m pretty good with a sword, but I don’t really like fighting. I’m also super fun and super great at keeping you company!”


Smiling at her words, Zayne questioned, “Are you starting to feel warm, or is it just my body being silly again?”


“Actually I think we’re getting close to the bottom. Judging by the humidity, there must be a pretty big water source nearby.”





Following the infrared signatures in the air, Cooper Price, more commonly known as Bl.An.C., finds himself at a clearing in the forest not too far from the lake. In the center of the clearing was a pile of smoldering branches. “Analysis: There is another heat signature by the campfire. This one is more dense than the others, but the composition is not as consistent. Query: Why is it changing in composition?” He was talking to one of his more affectionate colleagues, Alice, through a transmit device inside of his helmet.


“I’m not sure, Bl.An.C.. The readings over here on my end appear to be the same as the others. Maybe we’re just following a group of travelers.”


“Disagreement: Humans do not leave energy spikes behind. Opinion: The anomaly responsible for these thermal signatures is not human, or from this planet.” Bl.An.C. continued through the small camp area and back into the forests. As he traveled down the mountainside, the energy spikes became more difficult to notice.


“Alright, Bl.An.C.. The weather is making it pretty difficult to make out these heat indexes. We need to either expedite this or call it off. My readings show that we are quickly approaching a dense swampland at the bottom of this mountain, and there is no way we are going to track the anomaly through there.”

“Agreement: We will try to catch up to it.” Bl.An.C. quickened up his pace until his anomaly was finally within eye sight. To both his and Alice’s surprise, it was a normal looking guy carrying a woman on his shoulders.




Zayne was happily making his way through the forest with Annabeth on his shoulders until his ears perked up at the sound of something running towards them. He quickly turned around to face the sound of crunching leaves and snapping twigs. About twenty meters away stood a tall man in a jet black suit. Green strips lines his arms and legs and two more extended down from his collarbone to his pelvis from a circle around his shoulders. The man wore a helmet with one central green eye. Even though Zayne had no memory of his life, he knew this tall black creature was not supposed to be here. Zayne helped Anna down from his shoulders before demanding, “What the hell are you, and why are you following me!?”


Alice spoke up inside of Bl.An.C.’s helmet before he had a chance to retort, “Be careful. I’m not sure what kind of creature our anomaly is, but that thing has a tail.”


Bl.An.C. gazed at Zayne through the optics on his helmet, before turning his head slightly towards Anna. “Correction: She is our anomaly.” Looking back at Zayne, Bl.An.C. said bluntly, “Statement: I need to take a sample of her.”


Anna peered at Bl.An.C. in disdain. She knew what he was even though Zayne wouldn’t have the slightest clue. Taking a few steps back away from Zayne, Anna released his hand, “I need to get out of here, big guy. I’ll come find you when it’s safe for me to come out.” Anna turned around and began to run deeper into the forest towards the swamp.


Alice’s voice radioed in Bl.An.C’s helmet urgently, “She’s running away, we have to get that sample!”


Bl.An.C made one final observation of Zayne, “Assurance: I will not harm her.” He took off with a jolt in Anna’s direction, but was stopped abruptly as Zayne moved in his way.


With an urgent tone, Zayne spoke harshly at the blast android, “I don’t know who you think you are, iron man, but she doesn’t want anything to do with you!”


Bl.An.C. responded by shoving Zayne back, “Warning: I’m bigger than you, little guy.”


Alice chimed in cautiously, “Come on, coop, we still don’t know what this guy is capable of.”


“What is your problem!?” Zayne had no intentions of allowing Bl.An.C. to answer as he shoved the blast android once more, this time using all of his weight. Bl.An.C. taller and much heavier than Zayne, but Zayne managed to knock him off balance slightly. Stumbling back slightly, Bl.An.C.’s heel was stopped short by a thick root extruding from the ground. The large android fell onto his back with a loud crash and remained still. Zayne loomed over the android’s body cautiously with a look of regret, “I didn’t kill you, did I?”


Bl.An.C.’s green light on his helmet went dark as soon as his head smacked the ground, but the display on the inside of the helmet was busy rebooting itself. Jumping up suddenly, Bl.An.C tinkered with the lens on his visor until it came back on. “Exclamation: You broke my thermal lens, rat!”


Alice chimed in once the audio driver’s rebooted themselves, “Calm down, Bl.An.C., he didn’t mean to knock you over.”


Zayne looked at Bl.An.C. completely flabbergasted, “I don’t even know what that is!” Noticing that the android was busy tinkering with his helmet, Zayne used the opportunity to get a head start on him. He took off with great speed in the direction that Anna took off in, hoping that Bl.An.C. would give up and leave the two of them alone. With every step Zayne got closer to the base of the mountain and even closer to the great swamp that corrupted the land below.


Twisting the lens on the front of his helmet, Cooper deactivated his thermal vision so he could see. He wasted no time chasing after Zayne, but his tailed adversary was much quicker than Bl.An.C. could have imagined. It wasn’t long before the blast android had to re-enable his thermal vision. Even though the lens was damaged, Bl.An.C. could still follow the trail of energy that Anna had left behind. As he ran, a long cylindrical shape began to form around Bl.An.C.’s right arm. Now wielding a plasma gun over his right forearm, Bl.An.C. quickly fired a bolt of cyan energy in Zayne’s direction.


The bolt of energy barely missed its mark, exploding on a tree right beside Zayne and blasting him laterally into a thick tree across from the first. The impact wasn’t too severe, but left Zayne winded on the ground. Branches snapped and leaves crunched as the tree slammed into the ground with an earth-shaking force. There was too much moisture for the tree to catch fire, but the sparks and smoke from the blast were enough to hide Zayne from Bl.An.C.’s thermal vision. Catching his breath quickly, Zayne made it to his feet and began to limp further into the swamp.


Bl.An.C. continued to chase Zayne into the swamp but was having a hard time due to a damaged lens and a lot of moisture in the air. The android retracted the plasma gun back into his right forearm and lifted two panels on his shoulders, housing two missiles in each. Sliding through the muck to a stop, Bl.An.C. took aim and fired all four missiles in Zayne’s general direction.


Again, explosions ripped through trees and shrubbery all around Zayne but the tailed man managed to avoid serious damage. Zayne’s body was thrown like a ragdoll from the blasts until he found himself wrapped around another tree. Getting up quickly, Zayne convinced himself the best defense from this roided out freak would have to be a good offense. Peering through the smoke, he spotted Bl.An.C. advancing in his direction over fallen trees and through pools of mud. After Zayne caught his breath, he ducked down behind the nearest tree to him hoping that Bl.An.C. wouldn’t be able to tell where he was. The only weapon Zayne wielded was a large branch.


“Exclamation: Come out and play, boy!” Bl.An.C. advanced in Zayne’s direction, but couldn’t see him behind the tree with his thermal

We would very much appreciate it if you paired your votes with CnC. :)

Guys, please vote too, we need your feedback :D

Really good battles you two.
Full discretion, I glossed a bit at the beginnings but they where both strong enough to reel me back in.
Setting, dialogue, and character portrayal did it for me, and in that regard I think Error edged out above.

Well this is a tough one to decide. While reading I felt like your writing style is really similar and I think noted some similar things I like or don't like in both of your stories.

Alright, time for some CnC. (Note: It might seem like the bad outweighs the good in my CnC but your stories were definitely not bad.)





Suggestion for both of you:
I'm not even sure anymore if you guys were using often changing personal narrators or omniscient narrators but I'd recommend sticking with the perspective of one person for longer periods of time and not using an omniscient narrator, so the reader is less confused and has a better connection to the character.


I just realized that the voting seems to be over, but if I could vote my vote would go to Arch-Angel.

This cnc is upon request from Arch.

In general, this cnc is also for any aspiring wRHG writer. So read on: