Sherlock Vs Natu

[Ginger]

SEVENTH TOURNAMENT BATTLE

This battle is between Sherlock and Natu.


The competitors may make any sort of entrance to the Tournament their Rpiers feel will match their personalities. These entrances can be anything from teleportation to falling randomly out of the sky, the major requirement is that they battle the competitor before them. Anybody may enter the battle at any time to help any competitor they want, due to this any rule goes. The way to win is to get your opponent admit defeat and quit the battle, deaths require permission of both rpiers, and fighters make walk out of the ring at anytime and are given time interval to return {5 posts}. Other characters may post in the thread to watch the battle in anticipation, they have to join battle with both competitor rpiers permission. If both rpiers cannot decide who wins the match, example both want to win, then the staff will decide the battle with a scoresheet at the end before a winner is declared. The Battles will end when the 3rd page is reached, battles may end anytime before that. Once your character enters the battle ring [EI posts] they are not allowed to go buy items from the Site shop, use newly gained abilities, etc. For example what they enter with is what they get, you start with aurora sphere but gain black blood in another thread that is happening same time the tournament, they may not use the black blood. This is the same with Shop items, they may not use any new bought shop items after posting their first post in their first battle.




Competitors DO NOT HAVE TO WAIT FOR BATTLE WATCHERS TO REPLY.

Betters please bet for the winner of this battle in the betting area, this area will be opened up sometime tonight waay before the battle ends.

[Natu]

Natu was in an underground safe hole tunnel inside the battlefield before her opponent had gotten there. She had planned it perfectly, she had her sandshrew dig a secret tunnel from the food court to the arena, luckily sandshrew had made the hole deep enough not to be damaged by past competitors and whatever magic kept cleaning up the battle field after a battle. The only problem... He had left her all alone in the stone, by herself... Listening to the fourth battle contenders.. Whomever they are battle it out... it was sooo scary! She wanted to hold Andrew... She forgot as always to tell him that she was in the Tournament, that and she was hiding under the arena in a hole dug by a sandshrew that had ditched her all by herself.. She felt tears coming, this was a terrible idea.... She could not even blow the hole up to make an exit... Best to just dig the way up gradually.. maybe by the time she reached the top the current battle would be over and it will be her turn? She moved her hands in the dirt trying to dig up, if only she had a whistle or some way to find her mischievous friend.. The dirt fell into her eyes, time just seemed to go on forever, till eventually she had reached the top layer of the dirt. When she had poked her finger out, knowing that it was of course the right spot, why would her second best man betray her? She widened the tunnel to let her have a warm safe area till the guy she was to fight complains about her not being there, then BAm! There she was to scare him, right at his feet, yes her plan was going to work. She even had smoke bombs ready, along with a few new surprises, she gave a giggle at her excitement.. This is going to work... this is going to work.


As for the sandshrew....

He dug several tunnels in the food section, he hoped to create such a deep unstable ground that the ground will collapse and he will get all the food. The plot sounded delicious and grateful, the only problem... The plan was not working like he imagined... There was not enough humans to provide the weight needed to make the hole collapse. By the time he figured this out, he climbed out of the hole and sat next to the garbage can completely depressed.. What was he to do now? That was when he noticed green figures seeming to lead somewhere, he wagged his tail as curiosity had taken over. He started to follow were the trail lead... Straight to the betting area.

[Sherlock "Hatter" Holmes]

The Man who stepped onto the arena seemed much too bored for his own good. It wasn't he who had joined up in this ridiculous battle. It was that crazy man Hatter. Nothing he could do about it now. He was here and was ready to start. His eyes scanned the arena, looking for any sign of his opponent. A careful eye watching each of the cheering individuals scanned the entire arena. He wondered thoughtfully if his great god father would be there or if his great politician brother would try to make it. He chuckled to himself as he made a move forward toward the center of the arena. It didn't matter. His father could be here if he wanted to be, but Sherlock didn't mind if he wasn't. He was gone most of his life anyway, so it didn't bother him all that much.

He could feel Hatter kind of squirming within the back of his mind. He was itching for a fight. Sherlock shrugged it off. He didn't want that Maniac to take over just yet. He wanted to wait before he allowed his other half any fun. It was kind of funny to watch in his mind's eye. It wasn't like he had anything better to do while he was waiting for his opponent, which seemed to be waiting for him strangely underground seeing as there was a little bit of dirt that was unsettled around a little hole in the ground in the middle of the arena. A surprise attack huh? What a surprise. Please come up with something a little more interesting for me please. He thought to himself as he stepped away and began to inspect the arena and the faces in the stand. 

He could wait out his opponent. They would get bored with his antics. Besides. Studying the arena gave him time to work on his fighting scheme. Sherlock had a fighting scheme? Of course he did, he always had a scheme. Unlike that dopy double of his. He was always doing something random and stupid. Stupidity was what got people killed. He could hear the people around him get bored. It wasn't his fault. He wasn't the one who was causing the hold up. 

[Natu]

She heard her name called out, she pulled out of the ground all excitedly... Only to have dirt clogged down her throat, she bent over the gravel coughing it out... She didn't even notice her opponent wondering around, she just assumed he was moronically still standing there... "Give me a moment... cough..cough.." She gave a large sneeze that echoed throughout the battle arena... When the dirt seemed all cleared up she looked around finally noticing her opponent was not there... "Where did he go?" She eventually found him, she seemed to ignore this whole thing was suppose to be a battle.... Who cares? She joined just to screw with people... She'll leave soon she was done. "Hi! You look funny!" She wore her arabian red goddesses dress, a present from Andrew, along with the patchel with all kinds of gun powder and already premade little bombs. She had the hugest smile and these big round kid eyes of an innocent girl, though a madman may notice the sadness within her happiness.