Kyzak, I request a friendly duel in public. The terms are as follows:

1. You may choose your weaponry and abilities. The time setting is irrelevent.
2. You may choose a location where we will duel. If you do not, I will choose one for us.
3. You may not have an external party intervene on your behalf.
4. The duel will last until there is a conclusion.
5. All standard RP rules apply.
6. These terms, except term #2, apply to both of us.

You have exactly twenty four hours to answer to this challenge after which I will assume you have forfeited.

Yeesh I'll be the refferee

Neat, another private battle, thisll be fun~

Maybe I shall participate....hmm....

I hope these become more common, they're pretty exciting. Once mine and hakkers is done i wont mind a challenge from someone else either~, or maybe we should start up some 2 on 2 battles -assumes a stereotypical thinking pose- Anyway, i hope kyzy responds to this >.>, i wanna see you 2 go at it.

Hm. Yes, Well, for this, I do believe I'll use a classic of mine. Or perhaps Thirsk. Hm.

In any case, I accept your duel invitation.

As for an arena.. We'll need plenty of open space. Shall we say a desert theme? Perhaps a Rome coliseum? I'm not too good with these things, take your pick.

Pico: Don't you dare.

Rome coliseum is the best choice and kyzak you'll get your a** whupped but eh I'm in

Would It be possible to challege Pico to a loser Leaves the RPG section Duel..?

Wooo, a fight where I DONT get my a** kicked! This should be fun!

God yes.

I don't think there'd be any real risks..
It's just the matter of Pico getting to accept.

1.screw you
2you don't even RP
3.I'm in the sandbox training rp

A.I could use a real good screwing right now.
2.Lies
Tres.I'm in the sandbox also.

It was immense. Even if it dilapidated, it had stood the test of time. This was a Roman Coliseum, dating from antiquity itself. In the stands sat a group of observes waiting for the arrival of the two gladiators that would shed blood on the dusty soil of this ancient arena. One of the rusted gates was open, waiting for someone to walk through. It was the same on the opposite side.

Rumbling down the cobbled streets and into the coliseum, was Thaiberium. Shifting into neutral as his crimson muscle car slid to a halt in the middle of the arena. The door on the right side opened and he would plant his foot down to get out. In plain view of the bystanders, he would take off his wide rimmed hat and toss it in the car.

"He's late," Thaiberium muttered under his breath, shoving his hands into the pockets of his dark trench coat and leaned against his car.

Some fifteen minutes later, a very worn-down car, it's engine sputtering and loud, drove up to the Coliseum on the left side, a thick trail of dust and sand following it. The paint on the car looked old and very chipped, it clearly needed to be re-painted.

The car stopped some fifteen feet from the gate, the engine heard even louder now, before slowly quieting down. A short turn of a key later, Kyzak stepped out of the car, slipping a thin green jacket off. He walked into the Coliseum casually, awaiting his opponent to respond. He had never liked to make the first move; It was simply a phobia of his.

"Well, this just might get pretty interesting..." Haingi says, sitting in the front row like he always does at challenges such as this one.