No Tattered Flag to Raise [Cadomir]

[General SigmaButt σ]

THE META vs CADOMIR

FOR THE MARE PHOENIX

RULES:
3 posts total
3 attacks
2 dodges
1 week time limit
Cadomir goes first

GOOD LUCK!

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Cadomir had been summoned to the notorious battlefield of Tiff Cliff. By none other than the leader of the Syndicate, The Meta was his name. Cadomir had never met the brute, but he assumed he was not very happy with the king. That didn't perturb Cadomir in the slightest. He wasn't looking to make friends with the Syndicate just yet. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about them, but he didn't intend to impose upon them either. Unless they took action against his kingdom. The grullo bronc strode confidently into the heart of Tiff Cliff. The Meta's palomino form rose out from the crimson stained ground. A peculiar scar marred his otherwise clean face. A blanket similar to the one Cadomir wore also resided on the Syndicate leader. Though he lacked the decoration that Cadomir's pelt flaunted. The badger faced king stopped his movement. Nodding briefly toward the Syndicate leader. This was the first time he'd met the bronc. Cadomir looked upon the brute carefully, calculating his attack before he'd launch it. Meta had the advantage here in bulk. Cadomir was still very young, he had never experienced a fight before. However he wanted Phoenix badly enough that he was fighting to keep her. "Meta. I hope you don't mistake my actions as having something against you. Merely that I have a very strong interest in one of your members." Cadomir spoke briefly. Still contemplating his first attack. He took a few steps toward Meta. Cadomir gave him one more nod respectfully. "Good luck to you." Despite the position, Cadomir did not have any  qualms about being a good sport. Even his worst enemy would not see his anger. Not unless he was sure he would kill them. That was not his aim here. The Altus king began his movements. Slowly at first, beginning to circle the bulkier hessian. Before he lunged at the brute. Throwing his cranium downward enough to position his horns to strike. Cadomir was aiming for Meta's belly, or shoulder. His head tucked closely to his own body, the outer edge of his body aimed to take the brunt of retaliation. He didn't want to risk too severe an injury himself. Attacks used: 1 Blocks used: 0/2 Post 1/3 Words: 365 Tagged: General SigmaButt σ Tagged: xxx Words: xxx Notes: xxx

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[General SigmaButt σ]

we are

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no one man should have all that p o w e r

<sup>The sun beat down on the large bronc's hide as he stood atop the Tiff Cliff. Golden and sanguine oculars swept over the expansive horizon. He easily picked out his desert home not too far off from the battle grounds. This was the first time he came to this particular area, but he highly doubted it'd be the last. After all, battle was his business and he certainly capitalized on it. His ivory whip, purposefully kept short, snapped his hide as he waited for his opponent to arrive.

Even though the Altus King attempted to steal one of The Syndicate's own, Meta could not say he hated the czar as he has never personally met Cadomir. Still, that didn't halt the mild irritation that buzzed through his system. It wasn't that someone wanted to steal away with Phoenix that had Meta annoyed, but that he had to halt his operations to fight for said mare. Sure, he could allow the monarch to simply take her without a fuss, but that went against his job as a leader. If there is only one thing Meta is good at, it is doing his job. So, that is how he found himself challenging Cadomir for her freedom.

Thankfully, Meta found that he didn't have to wait long for the fight to begin as his opposition came marching toward him. The scarred stag took this moment to study Cadomir. Meta heard bits and pieces on the newly appointed king. Some had faith in his leadership while others looked down upon him; called him a Child King. Personally, Meta didn't know him well enough to draw one judgement or another. He also didn't quite care enough to get that acquainted with the grullo hessian, or really anyone for that matter. Blazing depths swept quickly over Cadomir's hide, looking for weak points and possible disabilities. One thing he immediately took note of was the horns spiraling up from the czar's skull. That is something he'd have to watch out for.

Meta was drawn out of his examination and plotting once he noticed his opponent nod at him; a gesture in which he readily returned. His attention was then drawn to the baron as he spoke. "Meta. I hope you don't mistake my actions as having something against you. Merely that I have a very strong interest in one of your members." Heavily scarred visage remained completely neutral as he listened to the bronc. Then, his own deep and grungy baritones pervaded the atmosphere. "I noticed." There was no inflection of anger to indicate he took it personally, as he didn't, but there were no words of reassurance either. The young king could draw from his short speech what he wanted.

One more dip of the skull was sent his way and he returned it, albeit mildly confused. He wasn't used to such...politeness when facing down an opponent. The Meta was accustomed to trash talking and general rudeness, which he occasionally returned. Though, more often than not, he found it unnecessary. "Good luck to you."  The words were unexpected and took him a bit by surprise, but he made sure that it did not leak into his own words. "And to you." With those final words, he felt the atmosphere shift. The battle was beginning.

Piercing depths traced the smooth, calculated steps around his stalwart frame carefully. The voices chattered urgently and shoved tactic after possible tactic into his head. It took a great amount of willpower and focus to pay attention solely to his foe. The beginnings of a headache crept up on him. It drew a grimace from the male. Muscular appendages slid a bit further apart, knees bent just a bit more, and his chin was tucked closer to his breast in anticipation of a charge. Suddenly, the younger bronc lunged, sharp horns aimed for his side.

Being taller than the other male, Meta lowered himself slightly to avoid getting stuck in his gut. He took the brunt of the attack with his side, just above the softer portion of his stomach. He didn't wish to risk a serious blow to his shoulder that could inhibit his movements either. A grunt of pain worked it's way out of his vocal chords as the sharpened prongs carved his flesh. No doubt he'd have quite a set of scars from them. While the grullo czar's horns dug a path through his hide, Meta lifted his front diamond and aimed a heavy kick backwards toward his skull. Not waiting to see if the hit landed, Meta launched himself forward, suppressing a hiss as the horns were torn from him. Fierce pools searched for Cadomir as he swung back around for another go.

Words:  780
Tagged: 愛 S I D D E H 愛
Notes: God this sucks. Longer than I meant. The others will be shorter, I swear.
Attacks Used: 1
Blocks Used: 0
Post: 1 of 3</sup>

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Cadomir felt his spiraled horn slice through his opponent's flesh. Cadomir wasn't really sure how he felt about the sensation. Part of him was disgusted by it, and part of him was fascinated by it. There was no guilt, they both understood the terms. The stag didn't have much time to process the experience yet. He could do that later. Turning his body away quickly as he felt Meta pull away. He took the brunt of the kick with his right shoulder. The blow sent tremors through his skeletal structure. Cadomir's jaw came open, though no sound came out. A gust of air however rushed from his lungs. The grullo brute immediately tried shifting the leg he'd taken the blow with. Meta landed a powerful kick. The brute's entire right leg, and shoulder protested any movement. There was a popping sound, followed by more pain.  Cado swiveled his body, finding the pain to subside a bit. However he was still limping from the blow. The grullo bronc charged once more in a lame manner. Avoiding Meta's back legs this time. Cadomir attempted to throw himself against the brute, again trying to snag some of his flesh, though further up on his neck. Cadomir was trying to pressure Meta, taking away his moving room. If he wanted to retaliate or block it'd e difficult. Though it was entirely possible.  Cadomir did not feel confident in this fight, Meta outweighed him with ease. What Cadomir lacked in size comparison he had to make up for in speed. At which he was already failing. Each step he took toward Meta was a painful one. He was sure he'd be limping for weeks with this.  Even still, the young king did not hold a grudge. He could've turned away from the challenge, forfeiting Phoenix. Yet something told him this sent a better message of his rule. If the Altus king would fight for what he wanted, what would they think of him then? Cadomir pulled himself from his thoughts, trying to keep his focus upon the battle now. Wondering what Meta would throw at him next. He would probably acknowledge an admirable opponent at the end however. Cado was highly interested in Meta, and his group. Attacks used: 2 Blocks used: 0/2 Post 2/3 Injuries: Cado has suffered a serious blow from Meta. His shoulder taking the brunt of the force will swell, causing much pain/discomfort in the following weeks. Notes: Sorry it's so crap. I loved yours Words: 373 Tagged: General SigmaButt σ Tagged: xxx Words: xxx Notes: xxx

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[General SigmaButt σ]

we are

^THE Μ Ξ Τ Λ

no one man should have all that p o w e r

<sup>The two large incisions on his side stung with every breath and movement. A steady flow a crimson seeped from the wounds. Had it not been for the adrenaline, Meta would be a bit more reluctant to be moving so freely as the pain would almost assuredly be monumental. He had fought those with spikes and fangs before, but not horns quite like these. Meta knew he couldn't take continuous hits from them. So, he changed to the defensive. Being so large, he was not nearly as nimble or speedy as his opponent. Meta just couldn't dodge every attack. Instead, if he found himself unable to maneuver out of harm's way, he'd simply redirect the blows to be less harmful. It was the tactic he used in his old division and why his bod lay coated in scars. He certainly knew how to take a hit.

Meta's head ached as the various fragments shouted, each trying to get their voice heard of the others. By now, he should be accustomed to their presence during fights, but one never truly could get used to entities screaming in ones skull. He breathed slow and deep, trying to clear the ache and focus on the fight. It was no sooner that he looked for the blanketed hide of Cadomir that the horned brute was charging him once more. Meta noticed a slight limp to his step, indicating that his blow had, in some way, done damage. This was good. The younger stag wouldn't be able to dance around him quite so easily.

Even with his injury, Cadomir made it to him in good time. Still, Meta used that faltering advance to his advantage and leapt forward. He narrowly avoided the impact with the bronc and his lethal horns. As he skidded to a stop, he threw the momentum into a buck. Large hind plates sailed up toward the young emperor's crown, and more importantly, his horns. Meta didn't want to kill Cadomir, nor even permanently harm him, but those horns were Meta's main threat and he wanted to try and neutralize it before he lost an eye. Once he landed, he swung his hind quarters around, not wanting to have his back to his opponent. No matter the outcome of the battle, Meta could respect the budding czar. Cadomir seen something he wanted and he went for it, no matter the obstacle or consequences; something Meta has done himself far too often.

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Tagged: 愛 S I D D E H 愛
Notes: -PUNCHES SELF REPEATEDLY-
Attacks Used: 2 of 3
Blocks Used: 1 of 2
Post: 2 of 3</sup>

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Cadomir had missed. Meta obviously had taken advantage of the king's fresh injury, and lept from the path of danger. What the grullo bronc had not expected, was the high swing for Meta's next kick. Cadomir widened his eyes, forcing his legs to slam against the ground, slowing his movements. The king threw his cranium backwards, and threw himself upward onto his hind legs. His head, his horns were the obvious target. Meta's hooves managed to collide with a portion of Cadomir's chest. Slicing into his flesh, and scraping some away from his body. Cado slammed back into the earth as he saw Meta swing around. The adrenaline was now coursing through his veins, he barely felt the new, and now bleeding wound. Cadomir had one last chance to make his hit count. Though he felt this was a losing battle.  The grullo bronc collided with the earth, sending pulses of pain through his leg once more. His nares flared open wide as he stared at the palomino bronc momentarily. He calculated Meta's potential movements, before charging towards him again. This time Cado risked injuring himself further as he slid to a halt, swinging his hindquarters quickly into the air. Aiming to knock Meta in the shoulder, in a similar fashion. Wanting to stun the brute enough to stave off too harsh an attack.  More pain shot through his injured leg, forcing him to come back onto all four feet. Cadomir though tried to lurch away from Meta. Now mimicking what the stockier bronc was doing. Cado didn't want to be too close, though he had little choice in the matter. The king's limp was more prominent now with the adrenaline fading. There was one last spurt, as he prepared for Meta's final attack. His heart pounded, and it was as if Cadomir could hear every sound, even the shifting of sediment beneath their hooves. Attacks used: 3 Blocks used: 1/2 Post 3/3 Injuries: Cado has suffered a serious blow from Meta. His shoulder taking the brunt of the force will swell, causing much pain/discomfort in the following weeks. Cado also has a large upward scrape on his chest about 2 in in length, and 3 in width. Further damaged his shoulder with his block Notes: AHALF;DJ sid sucks Words: 315 Tagged: General SigmaButt σ Tagged: xxx Words: xxx Notes: xxx

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[General SigmaButt σ]

we are

^THE Μ Ξ Τ Λ

no one man should have all that p o w e r

<sup>Duo-hued depths landed on Cadomir. The Syndicate hessian searched for signs that the attack had been successful. Meta noticed both horns were intact and his opponent was not showing any signs of being struck in the crania. Then, he noticed the splotch of crimson staining Cadomir's grullo hide. He figured he must have nicked the bronc's breast instead. It hadn't been his intended mark, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. His mind raced a mile a minute and the voices clawed at the inside of his attic.

He watched the charge intensely and prepared to soak up the blow, but was surprised to see the bronc stop. It was when he swung around that Meta realized the maneuver. It was similar to the attack he just performed, though the aim seemed to be his shoulder. If the blow landed, he knew the pain that would ensue for days. It wouldn't be possible to train for a few days unless he wished to injure himself further. He sidestepped as quickly as his bulky legs would allow him. Even still, he felt the blades just barely clip his hide. It certainly wasn't as bad as the deep lesions on his other side, but it still stung.

Turning fully around to face the male, Meta prepared for his final strike. He noticed the even more prominent limp of his adversary and a strategy formulated in his head. With a low grunt, he surged forward swiftly. He had already decided that he didn't want to get too close to those horns again. So, he aimed his assault at the stag's hindquarters. Meta reared up slightly and directed his diamonds toward the hessian's gaskin in an attempt to further impede his movements.

Landing with a thud, Meta backed off from Cadomir. He steadied his breathing, but his pulse still raced and the voices raged on. The pressure in his skull was building as he tried to ignore them further. He gave a nod of respect toward Cadomir, though his face remained as stoic as ever.

Words: 338
Tagged: 愛 S I D D E H 愛
Notes: -throws self in a landfill- That was garbage x.x
Attacks Used: 3 of 3
Blocks Used: 2 of 2
Post: 3 of 3
INJURIES SUSTAINED: Two long and deep lacerations on his right side. They'll take some time to heal completely and will leave permanent scars. A slight nick on his left shoulder; nothing serious there.</sup>

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Cadomir

The horned bronc saw The Meta planning his next movement. As Cadomir had dashed away, mimicking Meta, the hulking hessian followed suit. Throwing his daggers out toward the grullo beast. Cadomir swung his hindquarters away from the blow. Narrowly missing another serious injury. Cadomir was unsure now how long his shoulder would trouble him. Meta was obviously a powerful stag. Cadomir too was breathing quickly, watching Meta do the same. A smile actually crossed his grayed features, heart racing. His first battle wasn't anything like he'd imagined it. It was neither positive, nor negative. His listeners piqued, as his confidence surged forward. Cadomir gave Meta a respectful nod, pulling himself together for the aftermath.

[♕BEFERA]

Opponent 1:
CADOMIR
Strategy: 7/10 - Cado calculated Meta's potential movements, but these calculations are not elaborated on. His overall movements in this fight were pretty bland and not very well planned out, as he charged for this first two attacks, seeming to rely on his horns almost too much, and purposefully copied Meta's bucking and then stepping away attack for his last one which I saw as not very strategically valuable or creative.
Creativity: 6/10 - I would have liked to see a lot more from Cado's posts regarding his thoughts during the battle. It seemed as though every time he was about to go into a thought, he would pull away from it, and I would have liked to see more of what he was thinking. That and his choice of movement was not very creative.
Writing Quality: 8/10 - I noticed quite a few sentence fragments and maybe one or two typos, but other than that it was good.
Odds: 6/10 - Due to his smaller stature and also because he's relatively inexperienced whereas Meta has more fighting history.
Overall: 7/10

Opponent 2:
THE META
Strategy: 10/10 - Meta planned out each of his moves well and the reasons behind his planning were explained. His movements were realistic, and though they were complex, they were easily understood and I could visualize them well while reading. I found no flaws in Meta's strategizing during this battle.
Creativity: 10/10 - I liked that Meta's thoughts were clear and a good section of each post was devoted to what was going on in Meta's mind as far as what he thought about Cadomir and how he was reacting as far as what he thought, etc. The attacks were diverse and interesting to read. I don't really have anything negative to say about Meta's posts' creativity.
Writing Quality: 10/10 - I saw no spelling errors, no typos, no grammatical errors. There was a great variety in rhythm in the sentences and there was an exciting and bountiful vocabulary used throughout each post.
Odds: 8/10 - He's taller and more heavily built than Cado and he has more fighting experience, but Cado's lean-ness and therefore ability to maneuver around him quicker could have been a potential problem for Meta.
Overall: 10/10


Winner: The Meta

If for any reason you guys don't see this as fair, we can have two other staffers and/or members judge this and then decide the outcome that way. Otherwise, Phoenix will stay with Meta in Reach.