Name: Tug War Reward: +5 Strength Type: Team Participants: This game requires either six or eight users. Description: Show dominance in a game of tug war. Pull your opponents into the pool of mud. Explanation:
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Pegasus Beach: Tug War
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Fri Sep 29, 2017 6:39 pm
Tue Oct 03, 2017 10:51 am
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Mana : This event was becoming a disaster. Shin had now lost in two of the beach events and his mood was beginning to turn sour. Sure, this was supposed to be a fun relaxing time but with the recent events within Phantom Lord and his existential crisis, it was hard to enjoy these events. Toss in the fact that he had now lost twice and fun was completely out the window. However, his attempt at redemption would lie in the fate of one last game.
He made his way over to an event that had a long rope resting atop the sand. It was a classic game of tug war. It was a team oriented game, which was not Shin's forte but he understood that at some point, he needed to know how to work with others. Standing by, he awaited any other participants that would join. This game required an equal number of contestants on both side with the losers ending up covered in mud. A simple game that generated a lot of attention. Sighing, Shin kept to himself as he awaited the arrival of others so the game could being. The young phantom just hoped the others that would end up on his side would be capable of holding their own.
He made his way over to an event that had a long rope resting atop the sand. It was a classic game of tug war. It was a team oriented game, which was not Shin's forte but he understood that at some point, he needed to know how to work with others. Standing by, he awaited any other participants that would join. This game required an equal number of contestants on both side with the losers ending up covered in mud. A simple game that generated a lot of attention. Sighing, Shin kept to himself as he awaited the arrival of others so the game could being. The young phantom just hoped the others that would end up on his side would be capable of holding their own.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 10:51 am
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Pouch : Her eyes looked forward once again, but the weather was warmer than usual. She wasn't sure on which guild members were going to be here now since they needed a certain amount of them. The last time she played a team game she lost and it was with Hyoen. It taught her that she needed to get stronger and truthfully, she will; not only for herself, but for her guild that she joined as well. Her long hair would sway left and right, her large hips swayed with in rhythm. She wore blue jean shorts, a black tank top and her hair was up in a bun. Her eyes wandered to see if she could spot the opponents that her guild were going against as well. A small smile appeared on her full lips as she would then see that crimson headed male. If he was here, who else will appear? It obviously meant whoever was on his side, was in his guild as well. Slowly she walked to go towards the rope in which she would be the one to grab from the middle of the rope on her team. Next she would stand in her place by the rope as she waited for her own team/members of her guild, looking at the guy.
#4Noel 
Tue Oct 03, 2017 11:00 am
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Companion : A huge smile had been dominating most of Maarschalks face ever since he was done with the limbo activity; he had won -- proven to not only himself, but three others, that he was the most agile and flexible one. This was quite a remarkable feat because of several factors; first being that he was likely the oldest out of any of them, second being his abnormal height of six feet and seven inches, and third being that he wasn't lanky; he'd been gaining some muscle lately, and having the perfect flexibility to still be in tune certainly gave him an ego boost. When he left the limbo staging area, he saw a big rope laid out, and people were gathering around it. And he did the same, he spotted Arisa pretty much straight away, her dead giveaway was her length as well; the moonlight reflected off her skin. Maarschalk hopped over the fence and came to her aid.
"Seems like the rules are pretty straightforward, we'd have to wait for some people I suppose."
He said to Arisa, noticing the other male he'd beaten in the Limbo dance, he'd look into his eyes and give him a teasing wink; a wink that said, "You're my bitch now, sucka".
"Seems like the rules are pretty straightforward, we'd have to wait for some people I suppose."
He said to Arisa, noticing the other male he'd beaten in the Limbo dance, he'd look into his eyes and give him a teasing wink; a wink that said, "You're my bitch now, sucka".
Tue Oct 03, 2017 11:16 am
Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Magic : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Companion : Atlas had been disappointed again. He had done three events now and he had lost all three. To make matters worse one of the guys from the last event already won an event he did. He wondered if he had a chance on any of these. Atlas ventured around with Totodile looking for another possible event to do. He wandered around when he saw an extremely tall figure walking towards an event. He recognized the tall figure as Maarschalk. It seemed Maarschalk was walking towards a game of Tug of War. Atlas had never done a game of tug of war but he knew the concept behind it. Two different teams would pull on the end of the rope trying to pull the other teams past a certain line. It was a game that required strength and endurance to hold on. Atlas knew how strong Maarschalk was so he thought if they ended up on the same teams they had a good chance at winning. Atlas soon approached the booth and signed up for the event. He approached the side Maarschalk was on and spoke to him and the girl he had been seeing around the event lately. "Well, hello. Looks like its us on this team," he said to them.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 11:58 am
Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Kenny itched his head as he looked at the beach, he didn’t feel like doin’ nothing else. He had already taken a nice long nap in the sand, but someone had sent him a letter requesting that he meet her here and honestly he wasn’t feeling the beach scene right now. There was a scent in the air, a familiar one… Blue berry musk and it was strong this evening. He looked around the beach and spotted her, fresh blueberries, Ana. Ana berries delicious, nutritious and most importantly round. What he wouldn’t give to taste that sweet juice tonight, she was PL material and PL needed more chicks so maybe he could get her to tug on more than this rope after this game was over.
He made his way for the long rope and sat at the end, he was gonna be the base in all of this because he was handsome and strong. His muscles bulged ever so often before he turned into this weird long haired red eyed/ purple eyed freak of nature. Oh what he wouldn’t give to be manly and cute again. But for now he could just… Bare with all of this hair for another month or two. Oddly enough he wasn’t even loyal to the guild yet, yet here he was helping them out. Maybe he was doing it for vampire grandma.
He made his way for the long rope and sat at the end, he was gonna be the base in all of this because he was handsome and strong. His muscles bulged ever so often before he turned into this weird long haired red eyed/ purple eyed freak of nature. Oh what he wouldn’t give to be manly and cute again. But for now he could just… Bare with all of this hair for another month or two. Oddly enough he wasn’t even loyal to the guild yet, yet here he was helping them out. Maybe he was doing it for vampire grandma.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 12:40 pm
Epithet : Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : His name was not Jeff this time. His name was Geb. But when we thought about it, what really IS a name anyways? These were questions that would have to be saved for later, as it was time for the tug of war contest. There were a few familiar faces there from past guild meetings, and while Geb wasn't so happy to see the red haired man, he would have to work with him anyways - for the guild's sake. And so Geb prepared himself for the battle ahead, the clash of wills and strengths. Thankfully Geb was pretty strong on a physical level, so he had a good edge in this particular competition.
And so, Geb gripped the rope, readying himself for the competition ahead of him. He had his guildmates, but the opponents also seemed strong. This would be the greatest battle yet.. but he would win it, together with his guildmates. He had to, he was their leader after all. Geb braced himself for the war to come, and thought in his mind that if he wanted to win any of the contests so far, it would have to be this one. This one was the one that he and his guild members needed to win by far the most.
And so, Geb gripped the rope, readying himself for the competition ahead of him. He had his guildmates, but the opponents also seemed strong. This would be the greatest battle yet.. but he would win it, together with his guildmates. He had to, he was their leader after all. Geb braced himself for the war to come, and thought in his mind that if he wanted to win any of the contests so far, it would have to be this one. This one was the one that he and his guild members needed to win by far the most.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 1:08 pm
Epithet : Guild : Jewels : Rank : Experience : Class : Magic : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : One by one, contestants from all over the beach arrived. On this side of the rope were two members of his guild. Despite not being on the best of terms with the last member to arrive, he would have to work with him this once to ensure victory. On the opposite side of the rope were participants he had met earlier. Of the three, the tall male stood out. He was the winner of the limbo contest, robbing Shin of a certain victory. His wink was what really pissed Shin off. Following the lead of the opponents, he grabbed his side of the rope. This was a contest of strength and nothing more. He understood his own strength but was not aware of how strong his mates were. Similarly, it was a gamble to know how strong the opponents were. There were many factors to consider but in the end, all that mattered was victory. He had lost the limbo contest and the bucket race and that would be it. This game of tug war would be the one game he would leave victorious. He could then give the tall man a taste of his own medicine. With a deep breath, Shin tugged on the rope with all his might. He was not going to lose a third game.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 1:18 pm
Epithet : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Magic : Strength : Speed : Constitution : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Pouch : Arisa waited patiently as she took a soft deep breather, closing her eyes in the process. Slowly her arms wrapped around her chest in a cross till it was time. No one really spoke - or at least between the two. He was a stranger to her so why would they talk to each other anyways? That usually isn't be the case, but maybe he was from the darker guild. Was that why he was being the way he was? Slowly she decided to just let her arms dangle against her wide hips and such as she let her right hand remove a long bang away from her sunset eyes to see Maarschalk. At an instant her heart started to flutter. She chuckled at his words, ''The rules are pretty simple, I agree. Shall we do our best.'' she spoke back to him, acting normal. Arisa went to her spot in the games, the middle between Maarschalk and Atlas as he appeared to join them as well. ''Indeed, Atlas. Let's win this.~'' she spoke softly with a smile. Her eyes gazed forward to see the white short hair guy once again and Kenny. 'I swear I see Kenny everywhere I go.' she thought to herself with a giggle, gripping the rope tightly and pulling with her strength.
#12Noel
Tue Oct 03, 2017 1:36 pm
Epithet : Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Reputation : Class : Aura : Magic : Strength : Speed : Constitution : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Weapon : Off-Hand : Head : Body : Ring : Modification : Companion : Maarschalks grip tightened around the rope after two other contestants appeared, from a guild he didn't know of -- at least, it'd be appropriate to ask right? Maarschalk spoke,
"What guild are you guys from?"
He'd say, studying their identities carefully; for who knows he might meet one of them later again, and having a guilds morals match a face or whatever. None of them really made a lasting impression on Maarschalk, so it was safe to assume he could disregard their presence forever after today. He'll never meet them again, nope, no way. Atlas backed up Arisa and Maarschalk; which was interesting, he thought of Atlas as a whimp, but, during the last event he's shown himself with a different side, a side he didn't expect from him. The weapon he used was pretty interesting as well, a lance -- he fought with a spear that battle, but, he got some new gear, his sword that remained safe away from the beach for the time being. When Maarschalk got a hold of the rope, he begun standing in a proper position ready to pull at his maximum strength. Since he didn't feel like landing in the mud, he'd do everything in his power in order to win.
"What guild are you guys from?"
He'd say, studying their identities carefully; for who knows he might meet one of them later again, and having a guilds morals match a face or whatever. None of them really made a lasting impression on Maarschalk, so it was safe to assume he could disregard their presence forever after today. He'll never meet them again, nope, no way. Atlas backed up Arisa and Maarschalk; which was interesting, he thought of Atlas as a whimp, but, during the last event he's shown himself with a different side, a side he didn't expect from him. The weapon he used was pretty interesting as well, a lance -- he fought with a spear that battle, but, he got some new gear, his sword that remained safe away from the beach for the time being. When Maarschalk got a hold of the rope, he begun standing in a proper position ready to pull at his maximum strength. Since he didn't feel like landing in the mud, he'd do everything in his power in order to win.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 1:36 pm
The member 'Maarschalk' has done the following action : Spin
'Dice 100' : 22
'Dice 100' : 22
Tue Oct 03, 2017 2:19 pm
Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Magic : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Companion : Atlas greeted his teammates and soon took a position on the rope. He watched as a couple other people came and one he recognized. This was the man that had beat him twice in different events. Atlas knew he couldn't lose this time. If he lost this time it would be his third loss to this man. Atlas set Totodile down so that he could get ready to pull. Totodile might get in the way so it was safer for both of them. Atlas grabbed the rope and looked forward. He knew that he needed to pull and brace himself. He knew too that he needed to work with his teammates. If he slacked off then they would suffer so he knew he needed to try his best. He braced his legs so he wouldn't be pulled around right away. He waited until it was time to start. When the event started he would pull his all his might. He would look for opportunities to pull the rope when his opponents might get tired. He knew what he needed to do here, he just hoped his teammates did as well. He really didn't want to end up in the mud and end up with another lose.
Tue Oct 03, 2017 2:19 pm
The member 'Atlas Prime' has done the following action : Spin
'Dice 100' : 97
'Dice 100' : 97
Tue Oct 03, 2017 5:58 pm
Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : This was interesting, he got to tug on a rope and do some…. Stuff. It was gonna be a long one and the black haired gent spoke on about something. Kenny shrugged his shoulders and yawned, “Our guild? I’m with Fairy tail or something, don’t know there guys, but I got a lot of work to do so I’d appreciate it if we did less talking and did more tugging” weird lie, but nothing much out of it other than that. He just wanted to get this done and move on with the day, maybe go out for a swim he could probably even fish. What a strange idea, swimming in salt water. Maybe it would help his skin, or maybe he would go mad from drinking too much of it. Either way he was gonna be getting drunk on salt water and taffy tonight. He picked up the rope, should he even try? He wasn’t all that intuned with PL and the Gm debacle didn’t make him any more loyal. Not in the slightest, he would probably become more loyal with time but it would take many test and quite a few extra things for him to care about this guild.
Wed Oct 04, 2017 11:24 am
Epithet : Guild : Jewels : Rank : Race : Experience : Class : Strength : Speed : Endurance : Intelligence : Mana : Geb couldn't let his guild members down there. Here they were, on the verge of losing as they pulled this rope. There wasn't much time left, and if they were gonna win, Geb would have to man up and put everything he had into it. This was it. If he didn't prove himself to his guildmates now, he wouldn't have many more chances. He had to make sure that everything he could muster into himself was intact so that he could kick the shit out of this other team. Shin, Kenny.. together with Geb, they gave him strength. The strength to pull the shit out of this rope and make sure that the other team was dragged into the mud. Even if he didn't win, even if he lost, he'd have no regrets by trying his absolute best in this final battle between light and darkness. He would grunt and groan as he really put himself, his whole self, into pulling this rope. This would be it. If he couldn't prove himself to his guildmates here, it would be pretty much all ogre. But Geb was feeling pretty layered today. Like an onion. And you know what they say about onions. They always win, that is. So Geb pulled.
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