A Challenge | un: vainglorious (video)

[erschlagen]

Champions of foreign lands and worlds of names I have yet to know–hearken unto me!

[This video starts off with a bang! No, literally. There’s a loud explosion in the background as towering flames suddenly jut out from all corners of the arena forming an orange-red haze around the entire colosseum. For any unfortunate souls here, it’s going to feel hotter than hell but for others just watching from afar; you’re relatively safe for now. Those wild orange flames won’t scorch anyone as long as Rosen has control of them.

Oh, for those of you wondering who’s talking right now–that would be the dapper old bastard with the long flowing hair dressed in bright red and blue tunic standing at the center of the colosseum. Don’t ask how he’s managing to film the entire stunt. He’s just doing what he does best, causing a disturbance. It’s been a little too peaceful here and he’s bloody determined to change all that. If there’s one thing Rosen hates more is peace and quiet.]

Many of you proclaim to be warriors of realms I have yet to explore. Some of you even pretend to be likened to gods all for the sake of vanity and nothing else!

[It’s amazing how this crazed fellow can project his voice. He’s not talking into a microphone or anything. No, he’s literally projecting his voice throughout the entire colosseum over the roar of the fire. That actually takes talent and a lack of shame for being that damn LOUD! Then again, the colosseum has great acoustics.]

Therefore, I challenge you!

[In a flash of brilliant white light, a magical fiery red spear suddenly appears within his right hand. He dramatically points it towards the direction of the camera, making sure that this prized relic is on display for all to see. While it might come into question as of how he’s recording all this, Rosen at least knows how to put on a good show.]

I am called Rosenkrantz, and I formally challenge every capable warrior and legend here to face in armed combat! Only the strong need to apply for those without strength will be turned at the gate!

[He’s not kidding either. If he finds any of you fools lacking, he’ll toss you out of the colosseum on your ass. That is an unspoken rule here.]

With that said, if you seek a worthy challenge–then face me.

[And just like that, the footage goes black.]

Comments

[psychotics]

[ The pinned tendril isn't even spared a second glance as Knives raises his arm into the air, palm up as now even more of those metallic tendrils spawn from behind him, as if from his back, and his suit. His suit will disintegrate, leaving a portion of his torso exposed for Rosen to see. The smirk on Knives' face as he walks toward the other is nothing short of vicious. He could end it right here but he knows that there would consequence for it. Though would anyone even care given that they all just come back alive anyway? Even if he's still seething and angry over the matters from a few days ago he wills himself to not actually execute the man, even if he had been annoyed by him. With his hand still raised he simply gives a short flick of his wrist as he lowers his arm in slow motion to point directly at Rosen's figure. The tendrils halt at attention before they burst forward with inhuman speed toward the other.

Rosen will get the full brunt of those knives and the absolute brutality of Knives himself. He's restraining himself a lot here, as the attack will only shred the man's limbs from his body. He might let out a short laugh, though there's little in terms of mirth behind him.

Once it's settled and the other lays there dismembered Knives will take his leave, turning to exit the arena. ] Seems you're still more human than not.

[erschlagen]

[What? There’s more?! A sound of dismay escapes Rosen once he realizes how much deep shit he’s in right now. He attempts to dodge the tendrils by darting from the left to the right but suddenly, Rosen finds himself surrounded.]

Hey, this isn’t fair–[Whatever was about to say dies on his tongue the second he sees that bare chest.] Oh~! What’s going–AH!?

[Doing a strip tease in the middle of battle isn’t fair, you know?

Rosen didn’t even get a chance to ogle him properly before getting struck down. One second he was about to dash out the way, next minute Rosen is suddenly falling onto the ground in shearing pain. All four of his limbs, arms and legs both, were ripped off all at once. Those razor sharp knives sliced through his flesh like a hot knife through butter leaving him absolutely helpless. A pained groan escapes Rosen as he struggles to regrow his limbs fast enough to strike but by the time he manages to regrow his arms, Knives already left.]

Tch, cheater!

[He yells in frustration while waiting for his poor legs to regrow. While waiting, he gets an epiphany.]

…Thank the Earth-Mother that he didn’t cut off my dick.