Ultimate Galactic Gladiators! (IC)

[Qwanch]

It was a normal day at the Mars colony when Logan was doing his research. He was working to see if the planet had enough of a magnetic field to begin terraforming the atmosphere. There was. With a grin, he flipped on the switches that would slowly begin to give life to the dead world. Oxygen factories around the planet began to activate. In 30 years or so, humans could leave the colony with only pressure suits to worry about. Logan had flashbacks of the 11 or so years he had to carry around a heavy mars suit with full life support. Even in one-third Earth gravity, it was still quite tiring. A bright white portal appeared, and Logan is sucked into it!

Logan is deposited in an empty, nondescript room made of steel. He is alone, but not for long.

[Valecia]

Emmet Skyler arrived

[Qwanch]

Emmet Skyler arrived

Logan is sitting on an iron bench, puzzled... all of the sudden, a green eyed man wielding an ax of pure light is there with him.
"Oh my god! Am I dead? Is this the judgement room?"

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

With Gyras going out of Antiochus II's tent he saw a bright light that sucked him into it. After waking up a few hours later he saw a man sitting on a metal chair. He came up to him and asked "Hail Stranger! What part of Aetolia are we in? I see things glittering are we in Carthage?"

[Qwanch]

With Gyras going out of Antiochus II's tent he saw a bright light that sucked him into it. After waking up a few hours later he saw a man sitting on a metal chair. He came up to him and asked "Hail Stranger! What part of Aetolia are we in? I see things glittering are we in Carthage?"

Logan was still looking at the man with the shining ax when Gyras arrived. Logan considered the question, and awnsered.
"Carthage? The ancient empire of North Africa, or..."
He reguarded Gyras's armor.
"Dressed in period... I see..."

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

"Ancient? What in Hades's name are you talking about?" he said contrastingly. "May you tell me where we are?"

[Hamste]

Olov had been in the middle of stomping another creature into the ground to in sure it would never ruin the wilderness when a bright light appeared and he was sucked in. There was still quite a lot of blood and gore on his hooves so he proceeded to wipe them onto the ground. "Hello there, I am Olov." He said calmly wondering if these people had destroyed any nature. He decided to keep an eye on them before killing them mercilessly if saw them do something dangerous to nature.

[Qwanch]

"Ancient? What in Hades's name are you talking about?" he said contrastingly. "May you tell me where we are?"

"Very good, it is important to keep a sense of humor in emergency situations..."
Logan glanced at the axman nervously...
"Ahhh... Carthage, basic Earth history, really. It was remarkable becuase it very nearly defeated the most powerful empire of the time, Rome. Hannibal lead an army of elephants across the Strait of Gilbitrar and.... ahem.... I was a history minor, so I get carried away at times!"
Logan cleared his throat... Martian dust was hadean to his allergies...
"To answer your question... I really don't know... I'll assume we're still on Mars, though that would be a wild guess as I've never been sucked through a rift in the spacetime continuum before."
More throat clearing...
"I didn't introduce myself... Dr. Byrd, Lead Geologist and Head of Terraforming Operations at Cydonia Station. Which you probably know... I am the sixteenth human to ever set foot on Mars! Only one group of four came after my group, and by then I'd been there for two years already! It was scheduled that a huge ship would bring a group of 100 new humans to our station last year. I was even in charge of overseeing the building of the residential habitats... those dang terrorist..."

Olov had been in the middle of stomping another creature into the ground to in sure it would never ruin the wilderness when a bright light appeared and he was sucked in. There was still quite a lot of blood and gore on his hooves so he proceeded to wipe them onto the ground. "Hello there, I am Olov." He said calmly wondering if these people had destroyed any nature. He decided to keep an eye on them before killing them mercilessly if saw them do something dangerous to nature.

Great... more weird junk... Logan thought
"Hello, are you from another planet? If so... wait a minute... you spoke in my language!"
Logan was flabberghasted, forgetting even the axeman.

[Hamste]

"If anything you spoke my Language, after all my world controls most of the known universe. I am from Centuria, where are you from? Also what is your name? What is your world like?" Olov asked some what weary of this thing. He found it weird how similar it looked to him yet how different it acted. It was like this was the first time it had seen another race or something.

[Utceforp]

Pan'deimos walked through the halls of his old citadel, remembering the countless battles he had fought, the countless deaths he had caused, and the horrible torture he had caused. Any man would be driven to insanity by guilt and self-loathing, but Pan'deimos was not "any man", he was a god, albeit one trapped in a prison of flesh and bone. Besides, you can't drive to insanity what has already been driven insane, and Pan'deimos was very, very insane already. He plunked himself down on his throne, reclining in a way that would be more suited to watching TV on a coach then to ruling a kingdom. He had finally made his way back to his world, his little pocket of madness and chaos that he humbly called "home". He looked out at the desert, and enjoyed what he saw. A robotic dinosaur was currently fighting a giant banana, both upside down and standing on the bottom of a flying ship. Far away in the distance, strange smiling creatures jeered and laughed as snake-headed robots wielding lightsabers beat a humanoid frog wearing a bonnet. The land had a mind of its own, and its thoughts were horrifying. Comically, Pan'deimos put his hand to his mouth and whistled loudly. While the whistle seemed to be what summoned his minions, he actually sent a powerful wave of magic using the power of his castle, tearing his way into his minions minds and dragging them to him. They assembled in orderly rows, though orderly is probably the worst way to describe the way they looked. Legions and legions of nonsensical abominations, some comical, some horrifying, and some just confusing, cheered Pan'deimos's name in unison. Some were "natives" of the realm, creatures the realm had dreamed up, some were "constructs", warriors designed and created both for battle and to appease his sick desires by Pan'deimos, but most were "Disciples", humans and aliens from the major dimensions who had followed Pan'deimos to his realm, gaining full control of their own bodies and transforming themselves into monsters reflecting their inner desires. Pan'deimos quieted them, and began to speak, his voice booming over them. "The humans of this world are corrupt, weak, and misguided." Pan'deimos paused for a second, forgetting his dramatic flair. "By that I mean they are corrupt in the way that we don't like, not the way I said was good. Anyway..." He regained his composure. The slip-up had been an act, a joke that no-one but he himself would get. "They have forgotten their god. They have forgotten their place. They have forgotten they're ants. They will burn, and die, and they will do those things slowly. And then they will become one with us, and we will do the same to the rest of reality. You my think I'm doing this for a reason, that I have some kind of vendetta. No. I am doing it to send a message. We will do what we want, and what I want is the obliteration of everything. Quite simply: Why? Because I can! But, reality will die slowly, so that it knows, before oblivion, that I do whatever the hell I want. Now go! You will easily over-power the forces of earth in this time period." Although it was hard for him to do magic on earth, or any other planet, the nameless realm, in its pure form, gave him more power. He concentrated his power, rending the fabric of reality on opening a portal above earth. "Behold! Our first wound inflicted on existen-" Suddenly, Pan'deimos was gone. He materialized in a small room, and felt his power leave him. "Woah... Toto, I've a feeling we're not in kansas anymore." He said, silently chuckling at his own joke. He turned to a collection of strangely dressed humans, obviously as confused as he was, and spoke. "I don't want to be a burden, but could someone tell me where we are?"

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

He said to himself "A centaur? I heard stories of men having seen them but never seen one in flesh. I might just keep this to myself"
Then Gyras said to them "I am Gyras Captain of the silver shields, both the "legions" and the pikemen." Then another person came into the room and he answered "Sire, judging by your suit you are someone of high stature. I may not know where we are, but one of these two might."

[Retrovia]

Prologue
The Supremo or Leader of the Philippine Revolutionaries who revolted against Spain. Orphaned at a young age. He raised himself and his siblings through selling fans and canes. Self-educated. Formed the Katipunan (Filipino Revolutionaries Organization) after reading the works of Dr. Jose Rizal, Lives of the Presidents of the United States, the French Revolution and many more. He is a master of Escrima- the Philippine Martial Art of fighting with bladed weapons. During the year 1897, the Philippine Revolutionaries split in two factions. One was the Magdiwang, headed by Bonifacio, the other was the Magdalo, headed by Emilio Aguinaldo. At the Tejeros Convention, a rigged election was held and Emilio Aguinaldo won the Presidency as the first President of the First Filipino Republic and Bonifacio was appointed to the lowly position as Secretary of the Interior. Even at this position, Daniel Tirona of the Magdiwang contested the results since Bonifacio does not hold a Law Degree and that the said position requires such. An angered Bonifacio thus drew his pistol and shot Tiron on the collar, almost killing him. As people left the room, Bonifacio declared: "I, as chairman of this assembly and as President of the Supreme Council of the Katipunan, as all of you do not deny, declare this assembly dissolved, and I annul all that has been approved and resolved." When Aguinaldo sworn to office, he ordered the arrest of Bonifacio. He was charged with treason and was condemned to death. Accompanied by his brother, Procopio and Aguinaldo's men, they proceeded to the Maragondon Mountains were it was believed that the Bonifacio brothers were executed. Little did they know that as the executioner's bullet raced towards Bonifacio, a white portal suddenly appeared, taking Bonifacio with it. The rest as everyone know it is history.

The Awakening
Bonifacio opened his eyes, shook his head tremendously, tried to move his hands and feet. It was just then he realized he was strapped on a strange chair of some sort in a white room. He was very much disoriented after being saved from dying but he doesn't know it. He saw a very fuzzy image of a creature standing a few meters away. Thinking he is already dead and he is in heaven, he asked another person beside him. The person looks like one of those ancient warriors he read on the Bible. He asked Gyras "Are you one of the hosts of heaven? Are you an angel? Am I dead? What is this place? Why am I strapped on this chair?"

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

He looked into this man and said "Are you mad?! You are not strapped into a chair, but to answer your question which I have no idea of what to answer since this is the 1t time I heard the word "heaven,and angel." Infact, none of us here know where we are. May I ask from which part of the planet are you from? From my perspective you are a slave that rebelled on his master." He said with an angry voice.

[Retrovia]

He looked into this man and said "Are you mad?! You are not strapped into a chair, but to answer your question which I have no idea of what to answer since this is the 1t time I heard the word "heaven,and angel." Infact, none of us here know where we are. May I ask from which part of the planet are you from? From my perspective you are a slave that rebelled on his master." He said with a threatening voice.

Well if that is the case then, I am Andres Bonifacio and I am the leader of the Philippine Revolution of 1896 against Spain. Well, at least I was the leader. You see, when victory was close, a man by the name Emilio Aguinaldo and his cohorts turned against me and my men. He used his connections and popularity to win the presidential elections in Tejeros. I was then charged with treason, when I did not recognize his victory. He had me trialed in a fraudulent court then ordered me to executed along with my brother, Procopio in the Maragondon Mountains. There, my brother was shot and I was transported here. By the way, you may not be able to understand this. These events happened halfway across from your known world. More than that these events happened centuries after your time. How about you, what is your story?

[Qwanch]

He looked into this man and said "Are you mad?! You are not strapped into a chair, but to answer your question which I have no idea of what to answer since this is the 1t time I heard the word "heaven,and angel." Infact, none of us here know where we are. May I ask from which part of the planet are you from? From my perspective you are a slave that rebelled on his master." He said with a threatening voice.

Well if that is the case then, I am Andres Bonifacio and I am the leader of the Philippine Revolution of 1896 against Spain. Well, at least I was the leader. You see, when victory was close, a man by the name Emilio Aguinaldo and his cohorts turned against me and my men. He used his connections and popularity to win the presidential elections in Tejeros. I was then charged with treason, when I did not recognize his victory. He had me trialed in a fraudulent court then ordered me to executed along with my brother, Procopio in the Maragondon Mountains. There, my brother was shot and I was transported here. By the way, you may not be able to understand this. These events happened halfway across from your known world. More than that these events happened centuries after your time. How about you, what is your story?

Logan takes a seat once more...
"1896? That was almost 150 years ago... 100 before I was even born..."
He looks at the centaur...
"I was born in 1996 on Earth. I was born in America, to be exact. I was conscripted into the Mars One project at age sixteen. I suppose that I could have dropped out at any point, really... but the adventure called my name... I am a terraformer, I restore life to dead worlds. It was my company's goal to have a full-blown community on Mars. In 2023, as planned, they sent four humans to the planet. Then, every two years for the next ten years, they sent four more humans to supplement the population. Out of the five groups, I was in the fourth group, and the fourth person of that group to officially step foot on Mars, making me hold the coveted title of sixteenth man on Mars. Two years later, the final group arrived. The success of part one meant the green flag for part two... 2070 was when we would make the transition from research colony to civil colony... meaning that more than just scientist could live there. The terrorist group known as Valecia changed those plans in 2036, though. They pulverized my home world with WMD's. I lost communication with Earth as the last of the people who cared about us died off. My telescope is still sensing life from the planet, though... some Valecians or some other group of people survived back there... I was taken in 2042..."

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"WELCOME PLAYERS TO ULTIMATE GALACTIC GLADIATORS!!!!"
The walls of the enclosure fall out and everyone can see they are in an arena...
"I am your host, Flibbity Ribbity!"
Flibbity dust off his microphone and continues...
"For our first battle, we will pit a centaur against a Valecian Knight from the 2200's Earth period of 'Natural Peace'"
Flibbity rises once more from view...
"GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!!"

The scene shifts from the arena and the two fighters are in an illusion of a forest, weapons in hand...

---

"Now, for ring two!"
Flibbity cackles somewhere out of sight...
"A Filipino Revolutionary fights to death against a Spearman from the Hellenistic era of Earth!"
These two fighters find themselves in an illusion of a Sloop far out at sea... they stand on the deck, weapons in hand...

---

I will post more in a few hours... I need to rest...

[Retrovia]

Well if that is the case then, I am Andres Bonifacio and I am the leader of the Philippine Revolution of 1896 against Spain. Well, at least I was the leader. You see, when victory was close, a man by the name Emilio Aguinaldo and his cohorts turned against me and my men. He used his connections and popularity to win the presidential elections in Tejeros. I was then charged with treason, when I did not recognize his victory. He had me trialed in a fraudulent court then ordered me to executed along with my brother, Procopio in the Maragondon Mountains. There, my brother was shot and I was transported here. By the way, you may not be able to understand this. These events happened halfway across from your known world. More than that these events happened centuries after your time. How about you, what is your story?

Logan takes a seat once more...
"1896? That was almost 150 years ago... 100 before I was even born..."
He looks at the centaur...
"I was born in 1996 on Earth. I was born in America, to be exact. I was conscripted into the Mars One project at age sixteen. I suppose that I could have dropped out at any point, really... but the adventure called my name... I am a terraformer, I restore life to dead worlds. It was my company's goal to have a full-blown community on Mars. In 2023, as planned, they sent four humans to the planet. Then, every two years for the next ten years, they sent four more humans to supplement the population. Out of the five groups, I was in the fourth group, and the fourth person of that group to officially step foot on Mars, making me hold the coveted title of sixteenth man on Mars. Two years later, the final group arrived. The success of part one meant the green flag for part two... 2070 was when we would make the transition from research colony to civil colony... meaning that more than just scientist could live there. The terrorist group known as Valecia changed those plans in 2036, though. They pulverized my home world with WMD's. I lost communication with Earth as the last of the people who cared about us died off. My telescope is still sensing life from the planet, though... some Valecians or some other group of people survived back there... I was taken in 2042..."

---

"WELCOME PLAYERS TO ULTIMATE GALACTIC GLADIATORS!!!!"
The walls of the enclosure fall out and everyone can see they are in an arena...
"I am your host, Flibbity Ribbity!"
Flibbity dust off his microphone and continues...
"For our first battle, we will pit a centaur against a Valecian Knight from the 2200's Earth period of 'Natural Peace'"
Flibbity rises once more from view...
"GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!!"

The scene shifts from the arena and the two fighters are in an illusion of a forest, weapons in hand...

---

"Now, for ring two!"
Flibbity cackles somewhere out of sight...
"A Filipino Revolutionary fights to death against a Spearman from the Hellenistic era of Earth!"
These two fighters find themselves in an illusion of a Sloop far out at sea... they stand on the deck, weapons in hand...

---

I will post more in a few hours... I need to rest...

"What????!!!! Is this some sort of game? Me, being kidnapped then forced to fight a fellow human? This is preposterous, but if I get to return to my home, I will do what you want." Andres said to the centaur-like creature with resentment. He thought to himself "Surely this will be a bit easy, with my experience working at Spanish Galleon Trading Companies in Manila, but I must not let my guard down. I must return before Emilio wipes out the whole Magdiwang." He then checked the sharpness of his bolo, and workings of his revolver. "This spearman has quite the attack range with his spear, but in melee combat, more range means less control of the weapon. I don't know if my bullets will be able to penetrate his armor, might as well use the revolver to disable him first." he thought to himself.

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

Gyras grinned a devilish smile and said to himself "Me against this madman in a ship this large? I can get an easy win." He lowered his spear and put his shield up high he walks towards the enemy trying to get into range with his spear, then suddenly he lets loose quick blow after quick blow. With the phalangite alone anyone can wonder how many times it hit something since they relied on numbers and thrusting power. With him unsure of hitting him with it so he releases it and uses his sword instead.

[Hamste]

Olov stared at his opponent. "This doesn't make much sense what do we gain from fighting? They can't force us to fight unless they plan to kill us in which case we are no better off fighting each other then trying to figure out how to escape. What is more I can't see you standing much chance against my explosive arrows." Olov said as he looked around trying to figure out how they would escape.

[Retrovia]

Gyras grinned a devilish smile and said to himself "Me against this madman in a ship this large? I can get an easy win." He lowered his spear and put his shield up high he walks towards the enemy trying to get into range with his spear, then suddenly he lets loose quick blow after quick blow. With the phalangite alone anyone can wonder how many times it hit something since they relied on numbers and thrusting power. With him unsure of hitting him with it so he releases it and uses his sword instead.

Andres thinks quickly and switches battles plans. "So, my opponent wants to play swords with me.... Hmm, interesting. Time to show him the that the Orient also breeds some of the greatest warriors on the planet." Readying his bolo, he said, "Time for some Escrima. His armor and shield will slow him down. He is not in his best element." Andres evades the spear easily, then gets away far from Gyras. "I cannot hit him with my revolver directly because of his shield, oh, he's wearing sandals." With that, Andres draws his revolver and shoots at both Gyras's feet. "Bam! Bam!"

[Qwanch]

Flibberty hops back in view of the audience and says:
"Now that we have some action... let's set up ring three, shall we?"
Logan and Pandiemos end up in virtual Cydonia, with one third Earth gravity...
(Cydonia is a area on Mars with rolling hills... famous for hosting the "Face on Mars")

[Emilio Aguinaldo]

Gyras was startled at the weapon it made a loud sound and went through the wood near his feet. "What is that thing? Some sort of handheld scorpion?" He thought to himself. Then he just stopped thinking and just grabbed his falchion and ran straight at his enemy. (That is the stuff of nightmares some armor clad guy running at you and screaming and you're trying to desperately cock your gun)He holds his sword up in the air and is going to let gravity do its work.

[Qwanch]

We have some non-contestants!
ZAAAAAAAP!
Everyone is jolted with electricity to make them fight.